The out-of-control incident of the nanomachine swarm was one of the triggers that led to the collapse of civilization on this planet, and it was indeed once classified as a forbidden technology. However, things are unpredictable, and what was once a trigger for war has now become something that humans have to rely on.
The last lifeline.+, the global war destroyed the original production system and pushed the planet's ecology to the brink of extinction. In addition, as more and more people are involved in the war, the original agricultural and industrial models can no longer support mankind.
To survive, the nanomachine swarm was reactivated. After a series of security improvements that were better than nothing, they became the cornerstone of human survival. They are the source of food, air source, medical security, and industrial base. Today, 10% of the world's
Humanity barely survives on the support of nanomachines.
The scientists who invented the nanomachine swarm finally achieved their long-cherished wish: the swarm reshaped the entire society, took on all tasks from the environment to industry, and became the new lifeline of the planet. However, after the collapse of civilization.
"In this hellish place, being a doctor doesn't require any advanced skills," the middle-aged woman said casually after looking at a small window on the syringe and confirming that the nanomachine cluster was starting to work. "We only need to know how to use a syringe and amputate people's limbs. These two are enough."
When these measures don't work, people can only resign themselves to fate. But I guess the situation in the city-state where you originally lived would be better? I heard that ultra-conservative natural people occupy the last few natural environment areas in the world. Your food
Or even growing from the ground?”
Facing the other party's curious gaze, Hao Ren could only respond casually: "Well... that's about right, but I've already left there. I don't want to talk about things there."
"I don't know when you will start to regret this decision. The doctor" shook his head and put away his tools, "Maybe you will never regret it. Oh, by the way. Do you want to give you a shot? It's a gift.
It’s rare to see someone like you again in this day and age.”
Hao Ren was stunned: "Give me a shot? I'm not hurt..."
"In terms of mental suppression, the doctor" pointed to his head, "You may need it."
Hao Ren didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm really not crazy... I took it in kindly."
The "doctor" shook his head, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out with his foot. Before leaving, he bent down to check the wound of the girl on the bed. At first, she just glanced at it casually, but soon showed a strange look: "Huh? Could it be?
Did someone inject her with a swarm of nanomachines an hour ago?"
Hao Ren didn't understand: "What's wrong?"
"The wound does not show any signs of infection. The doctor" pointed to the wound on the girl's chest and abdomen. "Didn't you notice? The nanomachine group I injected just now can only maintain her current physical condition, and judging from this wound, what happened a few hours ago
The organization has stopped **."
Hao Ren didn't react at first. He was stunned for a moment before he realized what the other party meant: "You said her body has been maintaining its status quo?!"
"Something's wrong... It's like time has stopped. The doctor" did not answer Hao Ren's question, but bent down to carefully examine the condition of the flesh and blood near the wound, "This situation... is better than the best nanomachine group.
Where did you inject her? Why didn't you tell her before?"
Hao Renxin said that he didn't know why this girl's body had no injection from the beginning, but saying this would reveal a lot of suspicious things about herself, so she casually changed the subject: "Then you just injected her again. No.
Will something go wrong?"
The "doctor" shook his head: "The medical nanomachine group can intelligently judge the situation and will not cause so-called conflicts and 'poisoning' phenomena. But it was a waste of my good medicine, but that's it, anyway, it is to prevent...
Something rarely used."
Hao Ren said half-understanding. He thanked the "doctor" again, and the latter waved his hand lazily: "I'm just executing the order. Oh, yes, I'll give you some bandages by the way. You can do it yourself.
It's outrageous to leave her open-mouthed like this. I went back to sleep."
After she finished speaking, she threw over a bag of soft things. Then she yawned and left the place. The professionalism of the medical staff could not be seen at all. After the doctor left, the data terminal spoke again: "This unit feels fuzzy...
...What the hell did she put into this machine!"
Hao Ren looked sideways at the girl on the bed: "Didn't you just say that your world view is different, so this body doesn't matter? Are you scared now?"
While the data terminal was speechless, Hao Ren opened the tool bag left by the "doctor" before leaving, and found that there were some transparent membranes inside, as if they were plastic wrap but thicker, not what he expected.
Bandage and gauze. He glanced at the data terminal and felt that it would be outrageous to leave the other party's injury alone, but he had no idea how to use the "skin film" left by the doctor: "How to use this thing?"
The data terminal guessed: "Try sticking it directly on the belly of the machine? It's like tape..."
"What if it doesn't stick?"
"You don't know how to put some glue on!"
Hao Ren believed that this guy's world view was really different from that of humans.
Fortunately, the use of the membrane is simpler than expected. After studying the simple usage instructions on the package, Hao Ren went to tidy up the wound, then peeled off the protective layer of the membrane and covered it directly on the belly of the data terminal.
Go up. After a while, the layer of transparent material began to squirm, changing color while blending with the surrounding skin. Within a few seconds, it blended into the wound like normal skin, and there was no difference at all.
Were it not for knowing that it was still a mess "inside", it would almost make one think the wound was completely healed.
"If used on a living person, it seems that this thing will use cell energy to metabolize itself, gradually guiding normal skin cells to replace the artificial colloid in the skin membrane, and it will be completely replaced with normal skin within two days, but if used on a dead person
It can only be used to beautify the body." Hao Ren patted the belly of the data terminal, "What a fun thing. Unfortunately, the magic tool for treating trauma was created by the war."
"You've touched me enough, aren't you perverted? Quickly put my clothes in order, you necrophiliac! If you touch the wound again after it's healed, it's considered sexual harassment."
"Your uncle!"
"Okay, if you don't have time to sigh, why don't you think about what to do next," the data terminal wisely changed the subject before Hao Ren completely went berserk, "We can't stay in this world forever, this time we came in while sleeping, you
It's almost time to wake up, Lily is still waiting for you to eat."
Hao Ren did not forget that he entered the dream plane mentally this time, and he did not transit through the hibernation cabin. The time he could stay here was very limited. He turned around and looked around the small room, feeling that after he and the data terminal logged out,
I was afraid that someone would be found to have "disappeared out of thin air", so I rubbed my chin and thought: "We must maintain contact with this group of mercenaries as much as possible, but we must have reasonable reasons to leave their base... I don't know that we can move freely here.
Without restrictions, in theory this kind of organized mercenary should be more cautious. If we frequently enter and leave the base, we will be regarded as spies."
"It's not 'us', it's you." The data terminal said, not caring, "This machine is just a corpse now. Isn't that Ulanov next door? Come over and say hello, you can just look for me."
For a reason, just say that your uncle is here and wants to go out for a walk, which will last the whole day..."
Hao Ren wanted to give this guy a good beating, but he still couldn't do it to a girl (especially a dead one). He could only grit his teeth, turned and walked towards the door: "You wait here, I'll go do something!
"
Ulanov's room is next door.
The entire barracks is assembled with an alloy frame and "grey boxes" one by one. The inside is as neat and compact as a cage. The rooms are arranged in sequence on both sides of the corridor, although they are the residences of mercenaries.
, but it looks more or less neat and clean. There is a uo graffiti that looks like a child's work painted on the door of Ulanov's room with inferior paint, which is easy to identify.
Hao Ren knocked on the door, and after a long time he heard a hoarse and deep voice coming from inside: "Come in, the door is unlocked."
Hao Ren pushed the door open and entered the room: "Ulanov, I want to ask you something... holy shit?!"
Ulanov raised his head: "Are you shocked? My face." (To be continued...)