Chapter 92 Attenuation Algorithms

Night City can do without the Gangster GTS Roadster, but not without Villefleur's Columbus Cargo V340.

No one can replace the high cost performance of this car in the transportation business - Lille's knowledge of vehicles is another point.

Lille: 2 points, V team: 0 points.

V340, that's how useful it is.

Getting out of the car was a well-proportioned and slender young man with a small ponytail - he looked very young.

Seeing the three of Lille standing at the door of the clinic, he was stunned at first, and then asked suspiciously:

"Three, if I'm not mistaken, the Six Street Gang has already sold me the right to use the clinic, who are you?"

"We're here to see the patient, and the patient is inside."

As he spoke, Lille moved out of the way so that people could see Murphy lying inside.

Obviously, this black guy's prosthetic eye is also a good thing, and at a glance he can see Murphy's inferior sewing under the skin, as well as the unnatural faint fluorescence.

He was secretly relieved - fortunately he didn't get into any trouble.

Hearing that company employees are often killed on the streets of Night City, he deliberately chose a local gang as an umbrella.

It would be unfortunate to be killed on the first night of his arrival.

"Okay. I didn't expect the demand for doctors here to be so high, is it like this every day here? ”

"I don't know, I'm not a local - let's move the equipment in."

Lille gave Jack a look, and the big man walked to the V340 behind him, and then walked into the clinic with hundreds of kilograms of equipment on each shoulder.

The person who saw the respectable logistics and this little brother were stunned.

The little brother's name is Martin, and as soon as he got started, he knew that this was so high that he didn't know where to go than the unlicensed black doctor of the disemboweling doctor.

The first is equipment.

Martin's right braincase is equipped with an external nerve amplifier to synchronize the link to the precision medical detection device and track the patient's nerve signals in real time.

Secondly, his prosthetic eye also has a matching extended eyepiece - this thing looks exactly like a tactical eyepiece, and the data obtained is dozens of times that of a regular prosthetic eye.

In addition to the regular scanning project, it is also a portable CT machine with 200x optical microscopy capabilities.

The surgically assisted prosthetic he uses is also very formal, and it is the same style as the external gloves used by Lao Wei – and this is also the style of Lille's.

Unlike the disemboweling doctor, he completely cut off his arm and chose a high degree of prosthetics to improve his surgical ability.

In addition to this, Martin also carries a lot of equipment that disemboweling doctors won't buy – like DNA scanners.

"This man. . . Was he involved in any human experiments? ”

Martin could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Murphy.

Lille nodded: "The experiment of biotechnology, the water in it is very deep, if you want to continue to ask, you have to add money." ”

Martin looked at Lille with deep meaning: "I worked in the R&D lab at Moore Technologies for 10 years – I guess that's one of the reasons you're waiting for me."

But I don't want to know the details, thank you. ”

"It doesn't matter, I'm just mentioning it - so can it be cured?"

"It's complicated, his DNA has been manipulated, but I guess the experimenter doesn't want to see that outcome.

Although the inserted DNA is decaying, there is no pattern in the attenuation rate and the attenuation of the information encoding.

If you insist on saving him, my advice is to buy a DNA maintenance device and pair it with the right treatment.

In that case, he will be completely normal in about 30 years - just a little bit expensive. ”

"That's right." Lille poked Murphy on the operating table, "Did you hear that?" You can start waiting to die. ”

Martin didn't say the price, but he knew with his feet that the medical expenses of this kind of plan were easy to multimillion.

Murphy was dumbfounded: "I'll go. Is there a cheaper plan? Or. I can sell this message to Moore Technology! You must still have a channel! ”

Martin shook his head: "Moore Technology is indeed interested in biotechnology projects, but it is not interested in this obviously shoddy failed product, and it may even cause a fuss when the time comes."

The cheaper treatment plan is to give you a nerve blocker, and then use some special medical auxiliary prostheses to control the symptoms on the face.

In this case, you will have to pay for a custom special medical prosthesis. ”

Martin said it lightly.

But Murphy has also been working in biotech for a few years.

Customized special medical prostheses - the cheap ones have to be tens of thousands, and the expensive ones still have to be hundreds of thousands!

"Doesn't that still mean that I am waiting to die!"

"It can't be helpedβ€”if it's an infection, you can amputate it, but you started to get infected in your face, so it's impossible to cut off your head, right?"

Lille, who was on the sidelines, was thoughtful - he heard a key word, DNA decay.

Lille thought for a moment and said, "The DNA decay algorithm, is it your internal data?" ”

Martin suspected that he had misheard, and he looked at Lille with a look of surprise: "Do you know this algorithm? ”

"I've heard of some -- you know, I'm investigating biotechnology."

Martin thought for a moment and shook his head: "No way, you must have just heard the name." ”

Lille smiled mysteriously, picked up the chalk from the ground, and began to copy one of the models Dr. Connors had given him.

Martin was stunned--

If it's just a name, or even some of the uses of this algorithm, it's nothing.

But Lille just took out the built model!

This means that Lille not only knows about this algorithm, but also applies it!

That's kind of scary.

Martin tensed: "So which company are you from?" Biotechnology? Moore Technology? I'm not going back to Moore Tech."

"Relax, I really only know a little bit - citizen scientists, you know."

"Understand? Citizen scientists? The corners of Martin's mouth twitched.

You're a citizen scientist, what am I? What is Moore Technology's R&D department?

You don't want to say it, but since you know this algorithm, you should understand what happened to him.

This is an undesirable state of decay, and no researcher can expect such an outcome, unless they are here to commit a massacre.

In that case, a large number of people in Night City would have died by this time. ”

Lille touched his chin: "Maybe I can cure it - can you recommend some Moore Tech DNA lab equipment?" ”

"That's not cheap, any DNA manipulation equipment is strictly regulated, and all you can buy on the market are super castrated versions, and they are ridiculously expensive."

Lille thought for a moment and said, "Can pets be used on people?" ”

β€œ.” Martin looked at him a little strangely, but after hesitating for a moment, he still said, "Actually. Theoretically, yes.

Skilled - Skilled people can overwrite the software of the pet device and achieve a functional jailbreak.

Don't look at me like that, I can do this, but I won't do it - but if you still want to try, I can help you find a way to find some used equipment for you to tinker with.

But you probably don't need my help? ”

Lille said slowly: "It's still needed, I'm just a citizen scientist, sincerely." ”

"That's 700,000, a fixed price."

Five minutes later, on the edge of the waterfront of the preaching, Lille bowed sincerely:

"V, I've never begged anyone in my life--"

"Can you lend me another 700,000? Please. ”

(End of chapter)