About two hours later, the raccoon stood on the table, looking down at his belly in surprise, then swung his tail, moved his shoulders, and spun around in circles.
The raccoon looked at Schiller with shocked eyes and said, "Are you sure you are just a psychiatrist? What a wonderful rejuvenation!"
While Schiller was writing and drawing on the medical record, he said: "You're welcome, I'd like to know more, what kind of trouble did you get into?"
Mentioning this matter, Raccoon's expression changed, and there was a tangled expression on his face. Then he waved his hands, sat on the edge of the table, swung his legs and said, "We haven't introduced ourselves yet. I
Call me Rocket, you can also call me Rocket Cat, what’s your name?”
"Are you a cat? Aren't you a raccoon?"
"I don't know what a raccoon is." Rocket Raccoon shook his head and said, "My previous owner called me 'cat'...or some other pet name. I can't remember clearly. Those machines took over my
After the brain is removed, the memories of the past become more and more blurred."
"My name is Schiller Rodriguez. Since the pronunciation of my last name may be a little difficult for you, just call me Dr. Schiller."
"Okay, Dr. Schiller, thank you for saving me, but I advise you not to get involved in this matter. This is not something humans can handle."
Rocket Raccoon crossed his arms with a pretended to be serious expression. Schiller smiled, moved a chair to sit across from him, looked at him and said: "Then I have to know what it is first, right? Are you willing to talk to him?"
Shall I tell you?"
Rocket Raccoon stretched out his paw and touched his chest. He could feel that although his appearance remained the same, his inside was completely new. This doctor had just used a mysterious substance to painlessly replace the material of his internal parts.
, which is tantamount to bringing the dead back to life.
In fact, Rocket Raccoon himself knew that at that time, he was already at the end of his strength. His body was destroyed and his nerves were damaged. The abnormal discharge of his nerves caused his body to lose control. The huge pain affected his mind, leaving him in a long-term state of stress and almost unable to reason.
think.
This is not his territory, but Asgard. It can be said that if Alan had called for help earlier, a hundred Rocket Raccoons stacked up would not have been able to defeat a single Asgardian guard.
This doctor saved his life. Rocket Raccoon thought that that strange mist might be his special ability, but think about it, if he didn't have any unique skills, how could he be invited by Asgard?
Rocket Raccoon, like other members of civilization, has heard of the human race, and knows the fact that there is a huge gap between their upper and lower limits. All humans he can encounter in the interstellar are extremely strong, and maybe this doctor is the same.
Thinking of this, Rocket Raccoon's desperate mood ignited another fire. He had a special trust in the doctor's profession, so he put his hands on the edge of the table, lowered his head and said: "I came here on the ship of the Dodel Federation.
Came here."
"I ran into a little trouble in Centauri. I knew I had to find a chance to escape there, but that damn interstellar pirate's ship was everywhere. I was chased and had no choice but to hide on a Dodel Federation merchant ship.
, and then it was transported to the star port along with the merchant ship."
"The merchant ship did not have an escort and was not safe enough. I hid in a tribute box and was sent to a certain tribe's royal family's ship. On the ship, I heard that the royal families of multiple tribes were going to Asgard for a banquet.
So I found a royal ship with the least defense and got in."
"I know that no matter how brave those group of space pirates are, they would not dare to intercept the ship going to Asgard for a banquet. Sure enough, I successfully left the Centaur galaxy with the team."
"I originally wanted to jump off the ship halfway, but I didn't expect that their defense was extremely tight. I didn't find a chance. I was almost discovered during the escape and was seriously injured."
"When the fleet arrived in Asgard, I was already desperate because I thought it was impossible for me to escape Asgard's security check. But it just so happened that at that time, my vital signs were very weak and I was very small. I was curled up in the gift box.
It’s not eye-catching underneath.”
"The guards of Asgard have discovered me, but they regard me as a gift from this tribe to the God King. You know, some civilizations like to give special animals and plants on their planet as gifts to others. They
They treated me as a gift and put it in the warehouse."
"I originally wanted to find an opportunity to escape from the warehouse, but who knew that Alan was worried that the gift to the God King was wrong and had to go to the warehouse to check it. I was worried about being discovered by him, so I sneaked into his room while the warehouse door was open.
On the carriage, he got into the package carried by his housekeeper and followed him back to the bedroom."
"But his butler was too rough when storing the package. I was thrown and the wound on my back opened. It was so painful that I screamed, and I was discovered."
"At that time, I was in a poor mental state, and their tribe mastered some illusion magic. They kept torturing me with illusions and spiritual magic... I think I might have revealed some secrets unconsciously, about how I would be hunted down.
secret."
Rocket Raccoon had a painful expression on his face, but Schiller noticed a detail. He looked at Rocket Raccoon and asked, "When were you discovered?"
"Probably yesterday morning."
Schiller frowned. In other words, when Alan came to look for him, Alan had actually caught Rocket Raccoon and got some secrets from him. So his behavior of coming to find him might have been premeditated.
Yesterday morning, Alan captured Rocket Raccoon, and then spent the day constantly torturing and interrogating him, getting some secrets from him.
Alan might want to take advantage of these secrets, but he didn't know whether the information was reliable, so he wanted to use the information channels in the Holy of Holies to determine whether some of the things the raccoons said were true.
When Alan came to find Schiller, he used the excuse that he wanted to find the Supreme Mage but could not find anyone. But now it seems that Alan's target may be Schiller.
Of course, Alan did not reach the level where he could understand what Schiller had done. He only knew that the Supreme Mage was not easy to mess with, but the seemingly gentle Schiller seemed much kinder.
He found Schiller and confirmed from Schiller that the interstellar pirate Yondu was indeed hunting an animal. The predators were a group of villains who had no profit and could not afford to wait early. If they had not received an important mission, they would never have done anything.
Fei Zhouzhang stayed in Centaur for so long.
The fact that the raiders were able to hunt them down with great fanfare meant that the secret Rocket Raccoon revealed to them must be very important and very likely to be true.
"So, why are you being hunted by Yondu? What kind of secrets do you carry?" Schiller looked into Rocket Raccoon's eyes and asked the key question.
Rocket Raccoon closed his eyes gently and sighed. He licked the edge of his lips with his tongue, gritted his teeth again and said, "Do you think I am carrying some important treasure that is why I am jumping up and down after them?"
?"
"Come on, I'm not one of those lunatic predators who want money rather than their lives. Nothing in this world is more important than life. If I could save my life by handing over my things, I would have done it a long time ago!"
Schiller frowned, looked at Rocket Raccoon and said, "So, the secret is you?"
Rocket Raccoon raised his head in surprise, but Schiller shook his head slightly and said, "It's not difficult to guess. If it weren't for some special purpose, no one would go to great lengths to use genetic modification technology to transform a human being.
A mechanical raccoon."
"I'm not a raccoon!" Rocket Raccoon wrinkled his nose and said, "But you're right, I am the secret itself."
Before Schiller could ask, Rocket Raccoon showed a look of recollection and began to tell about his life experience.
"Due to the transformation, the memories that were too long ago have gradually become blurred. Ever since I can remember, I have been living in a hospital. It was a lunatic asylum on the edge of the universe. They called it 'Half World'."
"At the beginning, there were many mental patients there, and my master was a little girl who had just been sent in. She was probably named Angel... or Angelina? I don't remember. In short, there was a little girl there.
At that time, I was her pet."
"At that time, there were doctors in the hospital, and mental patients were common. My host suffered from hallucinations, which is a common mental illness in their race. After about two years of treatment, she has recovered.
It’s almost done and you can leave the hospital at any time.”
Rocket Raccoon showed a sad expression, and said in a low tone: "I remember, at that time, she was holding me in her arms, sitting under the big tree in the yard, thinking about her life after being discharged from the hospital."
"But one day, disaster struck."
"The doctors responsible for treating us are gradually withdrawing, and more and more terrible patients are being sent in. They are not mentally ill at all, or rather they are not, they are driven crazy."
Rocket Raccoon closed his eyes tightly, his facial features wrinkled together, as if recalling some very terrible things, he said in a trembling tone: "Those mental patients who were sent in were all treated inhumanely.
Experiments and torture drive one crazy."
"There are a few doctors who did not evacuate with the large army because of uneasy conscience. They stayed and wanted to continue to take care of the mental patients here, including my master's attending doctor."
"After that group of uncontrolled lunatics came in, he tried his best to protect his patients, but it didn't work at all. This is no longer a hospital that wants to cure patients, but their experimental ground.
.”
"A group of more advanced alien civilizations put the crazy products of failed experiments here, hoping to obtain the final results of the experiments here."
Rocket Raccoon began to tremble all over. At this moment, he felt a hand placed on the top of his head, stroking down his back until he smoothed the hair on the tip of his tail.
Rocket Raccoon shook his ears comfortably, raised his eyes and looked at Schiller who had just stroked him and said:
"But those advanced civilizations also knew that someone had to take care of these lunatics. They were too lazy to find a group of doctors and simply created a group of robots. But this was the beginning of the disaster."
"The order given by those robots is not to stop the chaos here, but to make it even more chaotic and let all the madmen kill each other until the final winner is decided. In this chaos, my master and protect us
The doctor was killed."
"Soon after, the star exploded and the radiation awakened the self-awareness of the robots. They stopped doing it and directly used the genetic modification technology inherited from advanced civilizations to modify the pets of the former patients, that is, us, a group of ignorant little animals."
Rocket Raccoon slowly raised his head and said: "But they don't know that the wildness of animals will not disappear with mechanical transformation. On the last day when those robots planned to evacuate the planet, I found the doctor who killed
identified the culprit, a security robot, and successfully destroyed him."
"Then, I wrote his underlying protocol into my own system, thus inheriting his fighting ability and firearms skills. After another riot, I looked for opportunities and used these skills to escape from the asylum."
Rocket Raccoon raised his eyes and looked at Schiller and said:
"And when I had the opportunity to look carefully at my code base, I discovered that there was an evil plan recorded in the underlying protocol of the security robot."
"They call it the 'Cosmic Life Fusion Plan'... The initiator of this plan is none other than the Shi'ar Empire, one of the three great empires in the universe."
