Moran hurriedly moved forward in the passage. Although he was a little nervous, he had received complete military training and could easily control the rhythm of his body. His steps were very urgent, and the error of his steps landing would not exceed 1 microsecond, which was due to his other half of his brain.

"Hurry! You high-tech rookies! Stand in front and wait for the star gate to open. The battlefield ahead is the battlefield. Guard the star gate! Otherwise, you will never return!" The lieutenant's rough electronic voice roared and gave orders. He was blown off his neck in a planetary landing battle. After timely rescue, he saved his life. Then he simply pronounced it with electronic devices. From the charred blackness on his neck, it can be seen that he was unfortunately hit by a laser weapon on the other side of the star gate. Now he can still speak because of the quality of the electronic vocal cord.

Moran's new recruits spent countless investments by the federal government. Based on the fact that only half of the human body's brain can compensate for complete functions, the Federal Academy of Sciences has developed a war machine planted in the human body, and the initiated scientists have personally tried its effects.

After cutting off the left hemisphere of the human brain and compensating all functions with the right side, a quantum brain that combines the principles of quantum computers and biological computers is implanted in the left hemisphere. It is known for its extremely powerful real-time data processing capabilities, precise body control capabilities, and independent long-term data analysis capabilities. It is one of the top scientific and technological achievements in the federal government.

The long-term war was full of casualties, and various colonial galaxies have launched anti-war marchs. The government has made a lot of investment in this regard under pressure. Soldiers implanted with quantum brains can not only become experts in all aspects, but also have extremely excellent adaptability and adaptability to the battlefield. Control of the quantum brain can ensure absolute loyalty. If a soldier dies unfortunately, his memory personality and other life information will be stored by the quantum brain. After his comrades die, his quantum brain will only need to poach his quantum brain, and handle it properly and resurrect it on the clone. It is simply a perfect solution. The favorite of politicians. Who is still idle to demonstrate as long as the recruitment can be reduced?

"Line up! Remember to keep your iron heads in hand. If anyone dies in battle, remember to take his head back. That's very expensive!!!" The lieutenant's broken gong sounded again. He was a conservative, scoffing at these so-called high-techs. What can compare to the natural brains of a human? To put it bluntly, these recruits are the second group of guinea pigs, and of course the first group are the scientific madmen who dominate this project.

Moran was uneasy to wait, but his mind was very calm, and his limbs were also executing the command of the chief as mechanically as if they were mechanically accurate. Uneasiness seemed to be purely a kind of psychological feeling of his own, and he did not affect any thinking or action. This was his first time on the battlefield, and he was completely unprepared. He participated in this project purely for a livelihood. He never expected that the top leaders of the Federation would really let them, who were so expensive, go to the front line so quickly. "God bless, as long as I can come back safely, get the first test data and complete the contract, and remove the iron lump in my head, I can get a generous income, which is enough for the family to live a good life." He silently cut a cross in his heart.

"It's your turn!" The lieutenant's roar scared Moran, interrupting his random thoughts, leaving only their rows. Although he was distracted, the quantum brain quickly executed the orders. Before he could fully recover, his steps were straight towards the star gate transport platform. "It seems that the quantum brain and I still cannot operate in coordination. I hope the chain will not fall off on the battlefield." He thought with worry.

Phase overlap, transmission reciprocal...10...9...8...7...

As the electronic sound was elegant and cold, the space around the conveying platform began to flicker, with signs of overlap. The recruits on the teleporting platform appeared and suddenly the space began to turbulently.

"Damn it! Fuck it! The star gate opposite is attacked!" Before the roar of the lieutenant could reach, the soldiers had already jumped off the platform one after another. Moran also jumped down. Suddenly, a strong shaking, his body was torn apart by the fluctuations of space and fell down, and some even disappeared out of thin air.

"Fuck, this is not on the battlefield yet! This group of high-tech waste! Go and see if the quantum brain is damaged! Take it to the clone room immediately to let this unlucky guy come back to life!" The lieutenant yelled and ordered a soldier.

The soldier was reluctant to go forward to investigate. The turmoil in the space had slowly disappeared. He searched for the broken limbs on the ground several times. "Report to the lieutenant, he did not find the quantum brain, and it may have disappeared in the unknown space!"

The breeze at dusk blew the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows. When you sneak through the gaps in the curtains, you can vaguely see the scene in the room. This is a gorgeous wooden decoration room decorated in medieval furnishings. There is a large bed embroidered with complex patterns. There are murals on the ceiling, there are goddesses surrounding the forest, giants holding lightning, dragons spewing flames, and all kinds of humanoid creatures. On one of the mountain was a man in a black robe with a pointed hat. The gray light emitted from his hand bounds countless creatures that surged out from a bone gate. Some of the creatures had huge shells, some burned green flames, and some were simply composed of white bones, without exception. It was obviously a scene of war in legends or myths.

A pale boy lying on the bed, his short red hair was lying on his scalp with weak power. At this moment, his eyelids moved slightly, and then he struggled away. His eyes were confused and stared at the mural for a while before he gradually returned to the clarity.

"Where is this...I'm not dead yet? By the way, the quantum brain can be resurrected in the clone. Is this the clone?" He raised his arm and looked, pale and slender. Is there any lack of military expenditure or what? How can such a physique go to the battlefield?

At this time, a whisper sounded outside the window. Moran's pronunciation was completely unfamiliar, but it was so strange that he could understand it. A female voice could not suppress her gloating and said: "The idiot, who is known as a magic genius, exploded half of his head in the experiment. Bishop Atlan was helpless and could only treat the surface injuries. Half of his head was dug up, but he still couldn't die. Is Bishop Atlan's magic tricks too strong or this guy's vitality too tenacious."

Another female voice said carefully: "Don't forget our identity..."

The first female voice said indifferently: "The Leoland family only cares about useful people."

Moran's heart burst into tears, like a basin of cold water, but the limbs and body under the control of the quantum brain did not have the intention to tremble at all. "If it were a spellcaster, this would be perfect." A thought suddenly appeared in his heart, and at the same time he became even more frightened. A cold electronic prompt sound remembered: "Do you receive information from the biological brain?" Moran subconsciously agreed, and then a tide of memories drowned it, giving him a feeling of schizophrenia. He looked at his hands that were shocked but extremely stable, with no movements still controlling any points. "Am I Moran or Heras Rioland?"
Chapter completed!