After hearing the information content of Frank's call, Du Wei frowned imperceptibly.

The nightclub was injected with drugs, the heart pain was unbearable, and the mood was high.

Together, these words are not a good sign.

Of course, he knew what Frank's situation was at this time, and simply said that Flac was hopeless.

Or it can be said that the current Frank has no other way to save him than to change his heart, use his android body, and upload his consciousness.

Frank's life has been sounded by the Illuminati.

And since the Illuminati have found Frank, the hidden meaning behind this is also very intriguing.

After all this time, did they finally realize that there was a third hand behind the scenes?

That's why they thought of using Frank's hand to attract more members of the Order?

It's really a good calculation.

Du Wei, who wanted to understand everything, replied:

"Do you feel dizzy and blurred vision right now?

And the blood vessels, which you didn't normally notice, are now making an unusual presence of you, making you feel rusty inside, like the heart that is pumping blood stuck in the asphalt road?"

Frank, who was still on the other end of the phone in the hotel room holding on to the broken TV and feeling that the world was spinning, heard Dewey's narration and found that his current symptoms were exactly the same!

Sweating profusely, he immediately realized that Du Wei knew what poison he had been poisoned in.

He endured the pain in his heart and said with difficulty:

"Yes, what do you know about this?"

Du Wei sighed rarely, if he played too much in nightclubs, he would lose his kidney sooner or later.

Of course, Frank was a little more unlucky, he actually triggered the unintentional plot.

"If I'm not mistaken, the medicine that the Illuminati will inject you with is called a 'Tokyo Cocktail'.

This is an inhibitor that acts on the adrenal glands, which prevents the adrenal glands from acting with the receptors.

After being modified by the Illuminati, it became a deadly poison that usually no one could hold out for 24 hours.

Because the only way to delay it is to use all the extreme ways of excitement, fear, danger, etc., to make you secrete enough adrenaline to counteract the effect of the inhibitor and keep the adrenaline normal.

To put it simply, if you can't maintain a state of high mental tension, then you will die."

Hearing Du Wei's explanation, Frank on the other end of the phone instantly realized that something was wrong.

He clearly knew that Du Wei would not deceive people, which meant that he had not controlled his lower body, and now he was in great trouble.

Feeling the ticking of the countdown to life, Frank's heart immediately burst out with a strong will to survive.

He used his initially blackened eyes to search the ground for the metal baseball bat he had used to smash the TV.

Then he picked up the bat and began to vent frantically about everything in the house.

The intense exercise brought about a considerable amount of adrenaline production, and the effect of the adrenaline inhibitors was gradually canceled out, and the heart, which had been gradually declining, pumped vigorously again.

The blood reinfused into the bones of his limbs made Frank's health better.

Frank immediately confirmed that Du Wei was right, and now only intense exercise and deep stimulation could allow him to secrete a sufficient amount of adrenaline to survive!

But Frank is also well aware that it is impossible for a person to live in a state of high mental activity all the time.

When he feels tired, then when is his time of death!

Damn the Illuminati!

He needs something else to relieve the symptoms of poisoning in his body!

Knowing that his current state of body could not be maintained for a long time, Frank spoke quickly towards the other end of the phone that had not yet hung up:

"I wonder if I'm really hopeless?"

"Normally, you're hopeless, but there are two risks

You can refer to the extremely high backup plan.

The first is a heart transplant, but you will not survive for a short time, not necessarily a well-matched heart.

So if you had to choose this, you would probably have to use a 3D printed heart......

Frank frowned, he understood what Dewey meant.

It's about making him a combination of inorganic matter and living organism.

"So I can only survive by being a cyberman?"

Du Wei chuckled, affirming Frank's understanding.

"You can understand that way, too."

The thought of living on a mechanical heart made Frank feel a little sick in his heart.

This is not the kind of small pacemaker, nor is it the kind of mechanical heart valve device that is currently popular in the world, but a real, purely inorganic mechanical heart!

As far as he knew, the surgery done in the world today said that the mechanical heart was replaced, but in fact it was just a heart valve that was turned into a mechanical valve.

And it doesn't work for him, what he needs is to replace the whole heart!

He was well aware of the alarmingly low success rate of the operation.

In other words, he would most likely die during the operation, and he didn't even have a chance to think about whether the combination of inorganic matter and living organism could be perfect.

Even if he had successfully completed the transplant, it would have changed from an immediate death sentence to a suspended death sentence.

After all, as the first guy to perform this kind of surgery, most of them will end up dying from all kinds of strange complications.

Fortunately, Du Wei seems to have said that there is not only one way to save himself.

"What about the other way?"

"Another way...... Hehe, it's even more sci-fi.

Ever heard of the conjecture of consciousness uploading in the scientific community?

Simply put, upload your consciousness to the server and save it, wait for the right time to download you to the mind ball, and then load it into a new body.

Of course, there is no mature application of this technology at the moment, and what I have in my hands is only a defective program that is not even a half-finished product.

It's not something that can be perfected in a moment, and again, you won't have the time to perfect the technology.

So the problems that can arise with this technology include but are not limited to amnesia, distorted emotions and fragmented consciousness."

Hearing this, Frank muttered to himself that this was a worse plan than becoming a cyberman.

Consciousness upload?

It's sci-fi when you think about it.

Turning human consciousness into binary that machines can compile? Living in the world of binary weaving?

It's hard to believe.

If that's the case, then why does he want to go back to real life?

Is it bad to live in a virtual world?

He doesn't believe that there are high tables in the virtual world that threaten his retirement, and even drug him while he's having fun!

What a fuck!

But because of this, Frank couldn't believe that the technology could really preserve his consciousness intact.

A dream is good, but it's a dream after all.

And Du Wei confessed that the technology was not mature, which made Frank retreat in his heart.

Thinking about it, the probability of his death this time is very high.

Thinking of this, Frank immediately felt a vicious anger in his heart.

Since the Illuminati want him to die, then he will have to pull a few pads before he dies!

If he doesn't die at that time, it proves that his luck is not bad, and the god of fate is still watching over him.

Then he will choose to take Du Wei's suggestion to take a bold adventure before he really dies!

Frank, who had an idea, said quickly as he ran around the small room:

"Okay, I see.

But before I can do that, I need to make this first

Some people pay the price!

I need machines to help me find their tracks, and I need a way to keep me alive for a while.

Du Wei, you can help me, right?"

Du Wei was not surprised by Frank's choice.

When a person feels that the time of death must be approaching, he must try his best to complete his unfinished business.

Obviously, what Frank, who has nothing to do at the moment, wants is to make the Illuminati pay the price they deserve.

"Of course, I will support all your decisions.

And the Illuminati are our common enemy, and I don't need to say that I'm going to wipe out these bugs in New York.

But you'll have to find a TV that can play that disc first, I guess that disc should still be intact, right?"

Hearing this, Frank's heart jumped.

When he was in a rage, he didn't pay attention to whether he had smashed the disc with the video in it.

Now that he heard Du Wei mention it, he immediately searched for it in the ruins everywhere.

Fortunately, the disc was protected by a DVD player.

Frank, holding the disc, immediately rushed out of the hotel room, and after glancing left and right, his keen ears heard the babbling sound coming from the next room.

Without much thought, Frank pulled out his tools and unlocked the hotel's flimsy door.

As the light of the corridor entered, the two men who were playing the role of master and slave girl in the dim light inside the door looked at the door in surprise.

When he saw that the door was a strange man and not the husband of a slave girl, the man with the leather whip suddenly looked angry.

But before he could open his mouth to scold, Frank, who was in desperate need of violence to maintain adrenaline secretion, directly stepped forward and threw him out of the door.

Then he looked at the slave girl who was kneeling on all fours, hesitated for three seconds, then kicked her out of the door and shouted to get out.

Finally, the door was slammed shut.

The two people lying on the floor of the corridor are sore, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what happened just now.

It took them a long time to react and the most important thing they should do now is to call 911.

But what they don't know is that all communication networks here have been taken over by a non-human creature.

Their 911 calls were destined to be answered, but they couldn't wait for a real person.

In the room, Frank looked at the clothes and props scattered all over the floor, and immediately reacted excitedly.

This made him realize that if there really was no other way to increase the stimulation, it seemed that sexual stimulation could also maintain the production of adrenaline.

But now he had more important things to do, and as the disc was thrust into the old-fashioned DVD player, the ugly face that Frank had seen once reappeared on the screen.

Frank clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

But this time he resisted the urge to throw a fist in his heart, because it was not him who was going to watch the video, but the machine that had hacked into his phone's camera.

The machine needs all the details in this video to find the Illuminati minions hiding in the middle of New York!

Soon Du Wei's voice rang out from inside.

"Based on the machine's feedback on facial recognition in New York, these people are very cautious, and they are in the signal blocking zone the whole time.

But by reading the information of the people on TV, the machine still found something interesting.

For example, the guy who has a 70% facial match rate with this guy.

According to the analysis of correlation data, the man who was dining at the Prince's restaurant at 7 Caterina Street was his brother.

So do you understand what to do?"

Frank, who got the key information, flashed killing intent in his eyes:

"Of course."

"Oh, by the way, we need to solve your problem before you can go to him.

It's a bit difficult to stay in a state of tension all the time

So we're going to have to use some outside things to help.

I suggest you go and grab a 24-hour convenience store next to the hotel first, and grab all the Red Bulls that have *** inside.

An overdose of *** can keep you in a state of high euphoria for a short time.

Then you'll need to go to the nearest Rothf Hospital to get some eforin (artificial epinephrine).

The ephedrine it contains is a great way to keep your adrenaline pumping high.

Of course, you have to pay attention to the fact that a syringe contains 10 milligrams of aveline, it is very powerful, you only need to use one-fifth of it, don't overdose."

Hearing Du Wei's special reminder, Frank asked curiously;

"What happens if I overdose?"

Du Wei smiled meaningfully:

"Then you will become an iron man who can fight all night, or you will be a real eunuch for the rest of your life due to overcongestion.

In addition, a small tip: if you can't find Avelin, you can use Nasal Speed Runner to replace it first, which also contains trace amounts of ephedrine.

Okay, you're running out of time, put on your Bluetooth headphones, the machine will tell you everything."

Listening to the beep on the phone, Frank knew that the speed of his life and death had begun.

The feeling of racing against time almost made his heart explode!

With red eyes and Bluetooth headphones, Frank slammed open the door and prepared to act.

But he saw that the two dog men and women who had just been thrown out of the room by him hadn't left.

saw the two of them holding their mobile phones and looking at him in horror, and then looked at the woman's beautiful figure.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Frank's mouth, since he wanted excitement so much, then he would fulfill the two of them.

Anyway, this wave is to take what you need!

……

Du Wei, who hung up the phone, looked at 47, who had been listening, and said:

"I need to meet Winston first, so Frank is going to trouble you."

47 nodded silently, watching Du Wei go away.

Du Wei didn't avoid him when he answered the phone, so he learned all the ins and outs through the audit.

To sum it up, it is the fault of women.

Frank, who doesn't return home every day, finally catches the road.

But 47 also knew that this was not just Frank's business, because he liked to play with women at most because of the loss of kidneys, not the death notice like Frank.

This is clearly a trap, a trap for the Dewey Salvation Organization.

As expected, Frank is supposed to be being watched by the Illuminati through some channel at this time.

And this channel obviously can't hide from the eyes of the machine.

So what Dewey meant when he said to trouble him was to let him do what he did best, and kill all those who were watching Frank.

Then all the clues will naturally disappear.

47 silently put on the Bluetooth headset, listened to the clock signal method from the headset and walked into the distance.

Sometimes, the reversal of prey and hunter is only for a split second.

The Illuminati would never have imagined that Du Wei had the advantage of the former Kemora family, an artificial intelligence that could monitor the entire city.

If he can scale up his server farm one day, it won't be a problem to monitor the entire world.

Of course, that's an afterthought.

Dewey, who had left the New York International Airport, met Cullen at the dock who had left before them.

Standing on the dock with the sea breeze blowing, Karen looked at Du Wei with his back to the rising sun, his eyes complicated.

He had thought that Winston's mission was more of a warning to the Divine Will.

After all, it was highly unlikely that they would break into the heavily guarded Wand Tower and slay the Triumvirate of the Divine Will, along with the Eternal Constant.

The most they can do is make the Divine Secret Society aware of them, too

It's not easy to mess with, so as to increase the bargaining chips on your side.

As for Du Wei and his party on the mission, in Cullen's opinion, they are just cannon fodder sent in by Winston.

No matter how amazing Dewey's spacedive plan is, he will still die in the Scepter Tower.

Because Winston and Cullen, who had not been optimistic about them from the beginning, have not revealed key information, such as the fact that the Big Three have inhuman bodyguards around them, such as the Divine Secret Society once had a plan for human consciousness......

As a result, yesterday, he realized that the so-called brain cancer was probably just a disguise used by Du Wei to avoid his sharp edge.

He really didn't expect that Du Wei, who was sick and like a dying man when he first met, could really complete one almost impossible task after another.

It was a miracle that the secret meeting of divine will that had changed color so easily was destroyed in the hands of Du Wei like that which countless people had talked about!

He had witnessed Du Wei's participation in the mission.

Such a Dewey seemed rather unfamiliar to Karen.

Before this, he had always thought that Du Wei was at most an intelligent person with a better brain.

Karen was full of emotion, and found that he had read countless people, and he had actually underestimated Du Wei in front of him from the first day.

So, why is such a strong guy willing to obey Winston's orders?

Could it be that Du Wei's goal is really what he said he is, hoping to use Winston's power to reconstruct a new killer organization?

Thousands of thoughts drifted through Cullen's mind, but he finally showed a mouthful of white teeth and said with a smile:

"Mr. Dewey, Lord Winston has been waiting for you for a long time."

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