Thinking of this, Zhou Zhen quickly followed Lu Jun's instructions, walked to the side of the memory cabin, took off his shoes, and lay down.

Click!

With a soft sound, Zhou Zhen, who was lying down, immediately felt that all the buckles he saw just now popped out, firmly fixing his body in the groove, and at the same time, the hatch slowly closed, blocking his view from looking at the outside world.

A slight humming sound sounded, and the entire machine began to shake slowly and gently, and the pipes hidden in the cabin quickly spewed out a puff of pale blue smoke.

I don't know what the composition of this smoke is, it has a faint fragrance that quickly fills the entire cabin.

Smelling this unfamiliar breath, Zhou Zhen's head couldn't help but feel dizzy, and he immediately knew that it was anesthetic gas......

Soon, his consciousness began to blur, and unconsciously, a series of once profound memories surfaced in his mind......

He saw himself standing crampedly outside a large door with his old bag on his back, his head bowed, his half-cut sleeves and trousers, and the cracked backs of his hands. There were three hundred-dollar banknotes in his hand, however, the payment slip sandwiched under the banknotes was clearly written "a total of three hundred yuan", the old shoes that had cracked, the tips of the shoes were swaying back and forth on the ground, for a long, long time, the cold wind of winter seemed to blow into his bones, he still couldn't muster up the courage to reopen the door to ask for the remaining forty-seven yuan;

He saw himself sitting in the dimly lit classroom and studying hard, the four seasons changing outside the window, the classmates playing and playing, all the excitement seemed to have nothing to do with him, only the steadfastness of learning, trickling like a stream, nourishing year after year;

He saw that he was called to the office, the teacher's inquiry about the valuable jewelry lost by his classmates was not over, and the parents who arrived after hearing the news had already pushed the door in, no comfort, no inquiry, no maintenance, his father's slap fell first, followed by his mother's bitter and angry cry, asking him why he was so inconsiderate and unfilial, adding to the pressure on their heavy lives?

He saw himself standing in front of a girl in a plain white dress, and he mustered up the courage to shove into her hand a confession letter that had been revised countless times. The next morning, he was in the hallway, listening to the girl's companion read aloud the words he had carefully poured out all the feelings of his youth, and the sound of ridicule echoed in the huge classroom......

He saw himself walking into a well-furnished study to tutor his distant cousin in science, and as he explained, the brightly dressed relative's expression gradually changed from casual to serious;

He saw himself standing in the hot kitchen, holding a half-broken kitchen knife at a loss, and the cold flashed in front of him, it was the uncle who was a doctor in the town who stuffed a rare knife over, urging him not to waste time, and quickly cut the chicken to be fried in front of him...... In the midst of the smoke, he saw his cousin looking at the chicken nuggets, gave him a thumbs up, and then turned his head and told the other elders, "The child's hands are so steady...... It's a medical material. ”

He saw that he was holding the volunteer form, and he told his parents anxiously that he wanted to go to medical school, and as soon as the words came out, the room was full of silence, and then his father said with great difficulty: "It takes five years to graduate from medicine...... The tuition fee ......" the mother added hesitantly: "Why don't you study finance?" I heard that it doesn't take four years to make money......"

He saw that he was unemployed after graduation, walking on the street in despair, and the leaflets sent out with a smiling face were thrown on the ground in a blink of an eye, as if he was trampled by the indifference of the crowd of people;

He saw himself standing in front of the trash can with a special sign, and in the carefully opened package, there were several blunt scalpels, metal hand, cold and familiar, and his empty heart suddenly settled;

He saw himself walking alone through the urban village, walking through midnight, walking through the unlit alleys, the shabby T-shirt exuding a strong smell of sweat, the heavy rain washed every bit of temperature, the crowd dispersed in a hurry, the shops were hurriedly closed, he walked alone in the pouring rain, his vision was white, and he didn't know where to go......

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Soft light filled the whole room, Lu Jun stood in front of the console, staring intently at the screen in front of him, on the main screen, the background was pitch black, and the green progress bar was slowly growing: 70%...... 80%…… 90%…… 97%……

Soon, the progress bar reaches "100%", and a prompt box pops up, informing that the matching is successful.

Below the prompt box, Zhou Zhen's information is listed......

[Digital Ladder: The First Tier.] 】

[Digital Energy Intensity: First Order (Medium).] 】

[Paired memory model: X-type.] 】

Looking at the content on the prompt box, Lu Jun was suddenly a little surprised, Zhou Zhen's "digital energy", when it was tested the day before yesterday, was only "weak", and now it has become "medium"?

But soon, Lu Jun's attention focused on the [Memory Model]......

X-type memory should be related to medicine, surgery, and the like.

Odd!

There is no conflict between the memory of this model and the adaptability of type A memory.

People who can transplant X-type memories and transplant Type A memories will not have such a big [mental rejection] under normal circumstances......

After thinking about it, Lu Jun did not delay, and immediately clicked OK, and the panel jumped, turning into a waiting state: "Preparing, please wait a ......"

The metal squares embedded in the four walls suddenly lit up with a warning red light, and only the squares numbered "X" were bright with white light.

At this point, the panel jumps to completion, prompting: "Please select the memory you want to transplant: X-01; X-02; X-03……”

"X" stands for [memory model], the number at the back, the first one represents the "memory strength", the compatibles of the "first tier" can only withstand the two strengths of "0" and "1", and the second digit represents the "memory amount", the higher the number, the greater the "memory amount".

Lu Jun looked at these memory codes and suddenly hesitated.

If Zhou Zhen's "digital energy" strength is still "weak", it must be the group of memories that "X-01" is chosen, but now it is measured to be "medium", and theoretically, the other party should be able to accommodate more memories.

Choose "X-03", or even "X-13", and the other party can afford it.

It's just that the other party's [mental rejection] reaction yesterday was too abnormal.

So after carefully weighing it, Lu Jun finally decided to choose a lower-level memory group......

So, Lu Jun clicked a few times on the operation panel, selected the "X-02" group of memories, and then called up the memory of this mission in the system, and after selecting together, he pressed "OK......

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Syllable!

Zhou Zhen pushed open the door of the rental house and turned on the incandescent light overhead.

The lights are bright and illuminate the whole room clearly.

It is a second bedroom of about ten square meters, except for a bed, a simple wardrobe, and a worn bamboo chair, which is a suitcase that is placed at the head of the bed to serve as a bedside table.

On top of the suitcase was a box of leftover instant noodles, which now emitted a foul smell, and two shirts were thrown on the ground that had not had time to be washed.

Zhou Zhen looked tired, threw the briefcase under his armpit onto the bed, sat down on the bamboo chair at once, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, picked up his mobile phone, and skillfully opened his account.

Looking at the slightly increased balance, his boredom with the touching environment of the rental house in front of him was alleviated a lot.

Working overtime day and night, in a few more years, you will be able to make enough for a down payment......

He wants to buy the new real estate in the waterscape community......

Just as he was imagining the future, everything around him, like a sand tower collapsing, turned into a dense mass of numbers, formulas, symbols, and geometric figures......

These numbers, formulas, symbols, and geometric figures, soon form a new scene.

Zhou Zhen saw that he was standing in a well-equipped operating room, with the shadowless light turned on overhead, the patient in front of him had his eyes closed, his oxygen mask was buckled, and the anesthesiologist, nurse, and assistant around him were reporting the situation in an orderly manner: "Blood pressure...... Heartbeat...... Pulse...... Surgery is ready to begin! ”

In just a trance, Zhou Zhen saw that he was standing in front of the cutting board, using a small scalpel, quickly dividing a complete pig's head, and the slender blade followed the texture of the muscles and bones, bringing him great pleasure.

Zhou Zhenli started to cook with oil, and then, he used a scalpel as a cutlery, and ate skillfully...... Whatever he did, he used the scalpel as a tool, and this metal blade gradually became like a part of his body......

Time was as blurry as floating, Zhou Zhen saw again that he was hiding in a very dark basement, an emergency flashlight was the only light source, at this moment, this light source hit his abdomen, he had gauze in his mouth, half leaning against the corner, he was cutting his stomach with a scalpel, trying to see the internal organs and blood vessels, and was operating on himself......