Chapter 455 Mars Plan, Asking for Immortality? (Large Chapter)
"over there!"
The fat security guard raised his hand tremblingly and pointed behind him, "Go straight, go straight to the end, then walk against the wall, keep walking for about five or six minutes, and you can see it."
"Thanks."
He Ao nodded in thanks, passed the fat security guard, and walked toward the route behind him.
The fat security guard turned his head and glanced at He Ao, climbed up tremblingly, patted the dust on his body, "Is it easy for me to make some money? I..."
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He Ao didn't pay attention to the fat security guard's movements. He quickly walked to the end of the road, passed through the parked vehicles, and reached a position against the wall.
The walls as a whole are slightly arc-shaped, and the underground space of this hospital seems to maintain a strict correspondence with the ground.
While walking, He Ao would occasionally call upon his spiritual consciousness to take a look at the situation on the ground.
According to the murals recorded by the Andavi family, the original Fountain of Youth seems to have collapsed during the battle between the quarrymen and the alien angel, and was buried under rubble.
Since it is buried, during the construction process, if the engineering team digs deeper, it is possible to dig out the Fountain of Youth.
After all, the Andavi family with low productivity nine hundred years ago couldn't dig it out, which doesn't mean that the modern engineering team can't dig it out.
However, He Ao looked all the way and found no obvious traces of energy.
This proves that at least in the shallow location near the underground parking lot, there is no strong energy spillover.
I don't know if it is well sealed or if there is no energy here.
He Ao knelt down and gently tapped the ground under his feet.
The feedback sound is very muffled, without any empty sound, and there seems to be no other space below. This underground parking lot is the bottom floor.
Limen City's sewer planning did not pass through this area either.
He Ao stood up and took a glance.
The entire underground parking lot is normal, there are no restrictions on the movement of people, and there are no special people walking in it.
Just like an ordinary underground parking lot.
If the fountain of youth opens here, it shouldn't be so peaceful.
He Ao shook his head and continued to move forward.
As he continued to move forward, the curved wall gradually became straight, as if an extra straight wall had been built to isolate part of the entire circle.
The space separated should be the morgue.
Continuing forward, after taking a few steps, He Ao saw a silver double iron door appearing in front of him.
He Ao pulled the door bolt, but the door was locked.
He lowered his head and looked down.
Under the light, the shadow of the nearby drainage pipe is reflected in the gap under the door.
Night walk!
The next second, He Ao appeared in the vast silent room.
There is only a quiet, sleeping robot in this room, and rows of cold silver-gray metal cabinets.
These metal cabinets are densely arranged, connected to the ground below and the roof above, silent and silent.
Each metal cabinet has a number on it, and this number refers to the deceased in the cabinet.
People have a name before death, and they will also have a name after death.
Most large hospitals in the Federation have implemented automatic access to morgues.
The corpses of the deceased are stored in the morgue here by intelligent machinery like cargo, and then taken out of the cabinet when they need to be transported away.
The whole process requires basically no manual labor.
He Ao walked quietly in this quiet and depressing environment, with the cold wind blowing from the central air conditioner that maintained a constant temperature.
It was so quiet all around, with no smart security guards or walking employees in sight.
Generally, no one thinks of coming to the morgue to 'play', and there are strict access controls in the passage to the morgue, which isolates most of the 'visitors' who do not have permission.
The low probability of ‘unexpected visitors’ means safety, and safety means that there is no need to install expensive intelligent identification security systems.
And even if the body is lost... the damage caused will be very small.
If the unexpected cost is spread over a longer period of time, if the loss caused by the accident is lower than the cost of installing and maintaining the security system, then it is a "cost-effective" business for the consortium.
Therefore, the security of the entire morgue seems a bit weak. Except for a few cameras with obvious blind spots, it is basically undefended.
He Ao easily avoided these cameras and entered the morgue.
He stopped in front of a morgue that showed it was in use and pressed the check button on the morgue.
This check button is generally used by staff to check the condition of the corpse.
An old dead body popped out.
He Ao stared at the deceased. There were no specific and obvious injuries on the body, and he seemed to have died of illness.
He turned on his super memory and took a look.
The dead have no soul, not even the slightest shadow on their body.
The soul will dissipate quickly after death.
He Ao pushed the cabinet back, thought for a moment, and then opened a few more morgue cabinets that showed that the person had died in the past two days.
They are exactly the same, not a trace of their soul is left.
After death, most souls will dissipate quickly, but when the soul is already very thin, the dissipation speed will slow down, and the whole process may even last for seven days.
It's not reasonable for it to completely dissipate in a day or two.
He Ao pushed all the corpses back, raised his head and looked around.
Rows of cold morgues reaching to the roof spread out along his line of sight, extending into the depths of the dim light.
This densely packed morgue is like trees made of corpses, forming a deep and dark jungle.
At a certain moment, He Ao seemed to hear chaotic and crazy murmurs coming from his ears, as if an ancient curse was lingering around him.
The lights in the distance seemed to go out, and the surrounding colors dimmed in an instant. It seemed that only He Ao was left in the world, and the narrow corridor made of morgues in front of He Ao stretched into the depths of endless darkness.
Illusive slender limbs stretched out from the morgue, swaying like catkins.
The cold wind blew against He Ao's cheek again, like the sound of death.
People with strong souls and high inspiration are always prone to seeing things they shouldn't see.
Ho shrugged.
He raised his feet and walked naturally toward the abyss-like end.
The next second, this depressing and terrifying scene dimmed instantly, and the whispers in his ears disappeared.
The central air conditioner blew in the wind that smelled of the dead, and He Ao's surroundings once again turned into the silent morgue.
The morgues with phantom limbs stretched out also returned to their normal appearance.
Can’t afford it?···
He Ao smacked his lips.
Just now he was thinking that there were not enough clues and someone was sending clues directly to his face, but the illusion disappeared in an instant.
Just scare the timid ones, right...
But it's not that there are no clues. I'm afraid it has something to do with the existence of someone above the level of an angel.
Only such a being can derive this kind of mysterious environment through exposure to clues related to the other party.
If it is a weaker person, it is likely that it will be influenced by the other party and become the other party's pawn.
Sometimes a strong soul is not a good thing, especially when it comes to things directly related to high-level existences.
He Ao looked around a few times and opened a few more cabinets. This time the environment was not triggered again.
It seems that the illusion of connection can only be triggered once.
He glanced at the time,
Coles' surgery should be almost finished.
He turned and walked outside the morgue.
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5th Floor, Building A, Qunxing Zhimei Hospital
The old doctor with a slightly higher hairline and half-white hair was finishing changing his clothes and walking out of the dressing room. A young resident doctor came over, holding the hospital's internal phone in his hand, "Professor, someone is looking for you.
He's your friend."
"my friend?"
The old doctor was stunned, then he reached out and took the phone, "Hello, hello."
"Dr. Coles?"
A somewhat hoarse middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Coles subconsciously felt that the voice sounded familiar, and it was a person who had a deep memory in his memory.
But he had to meet too many people and listen to too many voices in a day, and for a while he didn't remember who the voice belonged to.
"Yes," he nodded slightly, "You are?"
"I am your 'patient'" said the other end of the phone calmly, "We met six days ago at the institute. At that time I was lying on the operating table and you were holding the knife."
Coles' body froze in place. The corridor of the hospital was bustling with people coming and going, but he felt that the world was so silent for a moment.
"Doctor, I have something to ask you. I'm waiting for you at the front desk."
On the other side of the phone, Coles didn't respond. He didn't seem confused, but added softly.
Then the other party hung up the phone.
"Dududu——"
As the phone beeped, Coles still held the phone, his face expressionless and frozen in place.
"Professor? Professor?"
The young resident doctor shouted softly beside him.
"Ah good."
Coles woke up from a dream.
He held his head and rubbed his eyebrows, seeming to be dizzy.
The young doctor immediately stretched out his hand to help him, "Professor? Are you feeling unwell?"
"it's okay no problem."
Coles shook his head, "Maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday, so I have to go down."
With that said, he was about to move forward.
"Professor, phone!"
"Oh, okay, give it back to you."
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After waiting for about ten minutes, He Ao saw Coles at the front desk.
The other party was a little stunned when he saw He Ao for the first time, but he quickly came to his senses, walked over, looked at He Ao, and hesitated to speak.
"There is a cafe outside the hospital, why don't we go there and have a chat?"
Before he spoke, He Ao said with a smile.
Coles looked at He Ao's smiling face and knew that He Ao didn't want to expose this matter. He nodded gently, "Okay."
After saying that he called and gave some instructions, he followed He Ao and left the hospital.
The two quickly walked to the coffee shop outside the hospital.
Ho asked for a cup of black coffee and Coles ordered a cup of milk.
This cafe provides private rooms. The two opened a small private room. He Ao checked and found that there was no camera in the private room.
Black coffee and milk were served quickly,
Coles took a sip of milk. As time passed, his mood gradually calmed down.
"So, what do you want?"
Being an underground doctor is not very honorable, and it is related to an institution in a gray area like a research institute. If it is exposed, it will cause a fatal blow to the medical reputation he has accumulated in half his life.
"Doctor, relax," He Ao said softly, "I just want to understand the ins and outs of this matter, such as...how did you become a 'doctor' at the institute?"
He paused for a moment and added, "With your current status and identity, you should not be short of money."
"The cause is a study."
Coles glanced at He Ao and said in a hoarse voice, "There is a secret research within the Star Group. Rhett was one of the leaders of part of this research. At that time, it was about ten years ago. I was not as tall as I am now.
status, he invited me to participate in this study."
"It seems like this is a very important research project."
Heao sat up straight,
Coles is already a relatively well-known figure in the federal medical community.
It would have been understandable if he had joined this research project because of certain interests when he was young, but at this age and with this status, he is still involved in this research project, which proves that the research project itself is very attractive to him.
"Yes!"
Coles took a sip of coffee and looked out the window.
This private room has a relatively large one-way floor-to-ceiling window. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, you can see the streets coming and going outside the window, as well as the patients who come for medical treatment.
Most of these people are old people with gray hair.
He Ao followed his gaze, turned around, and asked with a smile, "So may I know what the theme of this project is?"
"Theoretically, I signed a confidentiality agreement and shouldn't tell you, but I don't seem to be able to make a decision now,"
Coles turned back to look at He Ao and smiled hoarsely. He paused for a moment, seeming to be thinking about something.
"That project is called the 'Mars Project', and the subject of his research is very simple.
"eternal life."
After he finished speaking, he looked at He Ao's cheek and found that He Ao's expression had not changed much.
He was a little confused, "You don't seem surprised."
"Isn't it normal for a medical consortium to research immortality?" He Ao shrugged.
“When science and technology develop to a certain level, or even do not need to develop to a certain level, there will always be people who control wealth and power who want to control wealth and power forever.
"In the savage era, some priests were responsible for researching immortality. In the modern era, this task will naturally fall on the medical consortium. As the largest medical consortium in the federation, it is not surprising that Qunxing Pharmaceutical has a plan to research immortality.
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"The key is"
He Ao's eyes were fixed on Coles in front of him, "What did you study?"
"To be precise, 'they' have researched something."
Coles looked out the window with deep eyes,
"For more than ten years, I have never entered the core of research. I can only see 'they' taking out the core results one by one. Of course, by 'ruminating' these core results, I have what I am now.
status."
He Ao stared at the old doctor in front of him, took a sugar cube from the table, added it to the coffee, and shook it gently with a coffee spoon.
This old doctor does not seem to be as virtuous and respectable as he appears on the surface, and is indifferent to fame and fortune.
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A little busy, a little late, and still on the road.
