"What's it, oh my God! let go, let go!"

He was engulfed in endless screams and screams, trying to keep a trace of clarity, and he was willing to let go of the black silk in his left hand.

However, the left hand seemed to be out of control, not only were the black silks indifferent, but even the abyssal giant mouth in the heart began to eagerly transmit a very clear will.

"Go ahead! Hold it!"

A very clear and clear will came to mind.

"Thank you! This son doesn't make small movies!" Li Xiuping gritted his teeth and fought against those screams with all his heart.

"Why hasn't Hong Duoduo come back, it's terrible, the dead base of the chain that fell off at the critical moment!"

He hated it so much, and he was so anxious that he couldn't do it, and he could clearly feel that his spiritual consciousness sea, that is, the so-called heavenly spirit, or the true nature of his way of spending his life, was being eroded little by little.

It's like a crystal that is being dyed a little bit blue-gray.

"Are you going to die?" he didn't have much hatred in his heart, just a little unwilling, and more unconvinced.

"Why did I swoop through it, and in the book, it's the main character? And died twice in a row?"

What he was even more entangled in his heart turned out to be another case, "Take a cake and suffocate your mouth and nose, good and death, it is also a beautiful encounter, this time in front of me, I am afraid it will become nourishment." ”

He remembered the dense mycelium, so many corpses, and it was obvious that they were feeding the lump of flesh below, in other words, similar to the fertilizer for flowers.

"It's over, it's over, the who has been blowing for half his life is going to turn into mud today!"

He was very unwilling, and his consciousness gradually disappeared into the boundless howl.

Cha!

Suddenly, the black threads in his left hand, after rubbing against the lump of flesh for a while, swept aside the lump of flesh as if he had lost his appetite, and five slender and long, almost instantaneously, pierced into the irregular fragment at the same time.

It was like a pair of big hands, slamming in front of him, tearing apart the dense gray fog between heaven and earth. A real world is presented in front of you.

Li Xiuping gasped for breath and woke up from his sinking.

The vision is unprecedentedly clear, and the little confusion and speculation before all converge into enlightenment.

His eyes flashed with brilliance, his mind moved slightly, and he manipulated the five black threads to gradually retract, and at the same time brought the fragment in front of him.

It's a black blade.

One side is thick, the other side is sharp, and the fractures on both sides are irregular jagged, faintly with some fine reflections, like a moonlit beach, shining with starlight a little bit.

"So that's the key?" he looked back and forth, reached over his right hand, and grabbed the fragment.

There are some inscriptions on the back, but the location of the fracture is very unfortunate, just enough to break the lines, and I can't understand anything.

"This thing can be cut off, or get rid of the crazy restlessness on that piece of meat, I can't say, it must be a treasure.

He couldn't help but wonder, "I don't know what the original intact blade looks like? What kind of material can it have? Furthermore, what kind of enemy needs such a weapon to deal with?"

After all, he is a scientist at heart, and when he sees such a novelty, of course he has to understand it.

So he held the fragment in his right hand, and his left index finger poked out a silk thread, and poked it little by little towards the lump of flesh that was thrown aside.

He covered his right hand over his left hand, only a few millimeters apart, and if his mind fell into the abyss again, as long as his mind was concentrated in one place, he could save himself by dropping his right hand.

Therefore, it is human instinct to die, and he can obviously wait for Hong Duoduo to bring someone back, and then continue to try, so that someone can take a ride.

But as a humanoid husky, his thoughts have some theoretical support, so it is natural for him to start thundering.

Poke it lightly, huh? Seems to be okay?

Poke it again, huh, the piece of meat seems to move?

Suddenly, in the midst of the lightning and fire, he clearly saw that the piece of meat stretched out of its tentacles, and suddenly stuck to the black silk thread, and quickly climbed up, swallowing the black silk little by little.

"What the hell!" he was frightened, and the action of the piece of meat just now reminded him of the face-hugging worm in the Alien series of movies.

The most important thing is that the black silk connects the abyss at the mouth of his heart, and he doesn't know what this giant hole symbolizes, just a contact, and the control of his whole body has been lost.

His reaction was actually very fast, and the moment the piece of meat pounced on him, he had already given the will to slap his left hand to his right hand.

At that moment, he could even clearly see that the tentacles of the pieces of flesh were like the tongue of a frog predatoring, brushing out the elders, and his right hand was also falling.

There was a sequence between the two, his tongue wrapped around the black silk, and his right hand was only a fraction of a millimeter away from his left palm.

The whole body is stiff and motionless.

"Help, who's going to help!" he regretted his recklessness.

Bricks were still falling down from the holes in the walls, and the cold wind poured in, and the cool chill swept through the body.

What's even more creepy is that the piece of meat devoured the black silk and finally came to the tip of Li Xiuping's finger.

It was like a clump of ooze monsters, wrapping its fingers little by little, and then slowly stretching them out, covering them inch by inch along the fingertips.

Li Xiuping felt a cold and moist feeling, and snatched all the sensations from his palm.

It was like countless snails, licking his hands and crawling forward.

Goosebumps can no longer describe this disgusting feeling.

He only had one or two rolls of his eyes, staring at the right hand desperately.

"Shoot it, shoot it quickly. ”

He shouted desperately in his heart, like a gambler who was about to lose everything at the gambling table, looking at the spinning roulette wheel, and losing all his net worth.

"Wait a minute", he suddenly noticed his blind spot.

"Why do my eyeballs roll?"

In the circle of scientists, there is a widely circulated saying, called, if you don't become a demon, you can't live.

Li Xiuping is a qualified scientific researcher, and it is natural that he will start to go crazy at this time.

"The most directly connected body organ of the central nervous system of the brain is the eye. ”

He remembered a topic he had talked to his mentor about how to transfer consciousness from a human body.

They started with computer theory, and talked about how to determine the unchanging positioning theory of self that Li Xiuping and Lin Fengying talked about earlier, and then expanded it.

When a person's body begins to be destroyed, how do you give him life?

It should be said here that not every scientist likes to study things in a cumbersome way.

For example, in the field of genetic engineering, there are only a few simple base pairs, but there are thousands of ways to pair and combine them, and it is impossible to count.

There are some people who are willing to work hard to arrange and combine, and verify and test one by one.

These people are understandable, they are the foundation of scientific research, and they are also known as scientific research dogs, and the work they do all day long is repeat and repeat.

These people have the perseverance and can put it into action.

But some other people, such as Li Xingxing's out-of-the-box personality, such a thing, he can't do it.

So from a theoretical point of view, he can take the trouble to do some arguments, but in terms of practical operation, he can only be regarded as a strong mouth.

He argued with his mentor that he could use a simple way to realize a replicant person, restore a person's cells at the atomic level, and then use this new cell as a substrate to replicate a human body, completely replicating the combination of every cell in the brain.

Theoretically speaking, as mentioned earlier, knowledge and memory are completely unchanged, and the human body is already a young freshman.

He just intends to use such a simple and crude way to solve the problem of the scientific research life of scientists.

But the mentor was disappointed in him, touched his head, and gave him a pop-up chestnut.

He said, you are still young, this kind of thinking is very dangerous, the reason why people are human is because in addition to science, there is also ethics.

At that time, Li Xiuping's eyes darkened, and he also knew that according to his method, at this point in time, the-stirring stick of ethics was about to intervene.

If you want to ensure that the spirit of the newborn individual is not deviated, or that the self-identification is not shaken, it is necessary to make him deeply believe that I am the original me, and that science has given me rejuvenating medicine.

So that old individual will be exterminated.

It's you, it's the old individual, are you willing?

So the theory of reproduction is stuck here.

So I started talking about the transplantation of the central system later.

When it comes to transplantation, there has always been a key question, which is the activity of nerve cells.

Li Xiuping once participated in a scientific attempt on the resurrection of the human body organized by a medical institution.

In the previous 10-year program, they completed the whole transplant of the brain, the transplant of the pure brain, and indeed produced a clear consciousness in the newborn clones.

And through a simple test, it has also been proved that this consciousness is the original destruction of the individual.

At the same time, it also proves that the so-called soul in religious legends, the unity of consciousness in the scientific category, exists in the brain.

Why did the ancients say that the parents of the body did not dare to destroy it? It is because the ancients believed that the consciousness of the human body is all over the body, and if you don't have it, you will not be complete.

But now, medical advances, with transplants, have proven this to be a fallacy.

Although the individual who had the brain transplanted only survived for a few hours.

Therefore, the second part of the scientific experiment is to retain the activity.

According to the practice of scientific experiments, it is impossible to save your whole person from the beginning, which is too ambitious and involves too many medical sub-departments.

So the second step of the experiment, the first step of preserving activity, is to keep the central system intact.

The experiment detached the entire central system from the destruction of the individual. Among them are the brain and the spine, which is directly connected.

There is also the eye closest to the central system.

In the sense of scientific classification, this is a complete little cycle.

It's like the taproot of a big tree.

Li Xiuping had a lot of thoughts, and from the turn of his eyes, he diverged his thinking, thinking about the long past and the past.

"So the central system is independent?" he understood.