The Earl was immersed in the pain of missing his wife every day, and he begged Alan to transplant his wife's brain waves to a female prisoner who had been sentenced to death.

At first, Alan disagreed, but for the next three months, the Count begged him every day.

In addition, if this experiment is successful, it will be truly unprecedented!

Alan was finally tempted.

He prepared everything, every step, every day of the subject's changes, and he carefully recorded it.

Finally, the experiment was complete.

The Countess is reborn in the body of a female prisoner, and the Count and the Count once again continue their love story.

Alan was so excited that he began to write his academic report with joy.

This report, once published, will cause a sensation all over the world! It will become a milestone in the history of human development!

Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived.

Within a few days, the female prisoner's body failed and she quickly died.

The Earl's dream was shattered, and so was Ellen's dream of medicine.

He shut himself in the laboratory, sat for three days in front of the academic reports that had already been written, but partial, without eating or drinking, almost hovering on the edge of life and death.

It wasn't until the fourth day that he came to his senses.

There is a balance between heaven and earth.

How can it last long to wantonly break such a balance and snatch what belongs to others?

And the brainwave transplantation that he has been proud of for so many years turned out to be a complete chicken rib!

"This kind of thing shouldn't exist in the world at all! It's rubbish at all! "Alan is like crazy, tearing up all his reports, hard work.

Since then, he has completely sealed all the experimental reports and data related to the EEG transplant, and even completely erased the term.

So much so that later, no one knew that there was such a thing.

After listening to Allen's story, Ben subconsciously thought of Zhao Chongbin, "Since it is an unpublished academic report, how can this Zhao Chongbin ......?"

Isn't that what geniuses have in common?

Soon Allen's words dispelled Ben's thoughts, "Later, I donated my laboratory to a university as a research classroom, and I lived in seclusion. Before looking for it, I contacted the president of the university, and he confirmed that Zhao Chongbin was in charge of sorting out the laboratory back then. ”

“……”

Hearing this, Ben was already embarrassed, "It turns out that he is a thief!" You must have found some remnants of your experiments in the laboratory, and you took them for yourself, and you are embarrassed to say that your experiments are unprecedented?! What a shame! ”

Alan let out another long sigh, he should have burned down the damn laboratory back then, and he shouldn't have let future generations find clues, follow his original wrong path, and go all over again.

After scolding Zhao Chongbin, Ben suddenly remembered his focus this time, and looked at Alan in surprise, "That'...... What do you mean, Suer is really hopeless? ”

Alan was silent for a moment, even though he was helpless, he could only nod.

From the experiment he had done before, it seemed that the deity was suppressed in a corner, and soon deprived of hope and put into a permanent sleep.

"Nope." Ben chuckled inwardly, unable to believe the cruel answer.

In a panic, Ben remembered something, looked at Alan again, and asked, "I just said that the deity lost hope and died, so what if she didn't lose hope and snatched her body back?!" ”