After thirty-six hours of continuous fighting and fleeing, Tang Ji was finally able to treat his wounds in a safe place.
This is Lazarus' secret laboratory in Night City, the same laboratory established to study Tang Anran.
At that time, in order to seize the opportunity, the entire plan of the Lhasa Road Group was carried out secretly. The laboratory was located twelve meters underground, with the Lhasa Road Prosthetic Experience Center above it, but there was no direct connection between the two.
Tang Ji has already asked Wu Qianying, because it is impossible to determine whether the laboratory has been leaked. The place will be vacated tomorrow night at the latest, and Tang Anran will also be transferred to the new laboratory in the Diocese of Night City.
"The wound is recovering well. There is only a slight infection and it will be completely healed in about three hours." Wu Qianying patted the muscles on Tang Ji's chest: "I have been working out a lot recently? I seem to have gotten stronger."
Tang Ji was lying on the medical bed, with four slender robotic arms moving back and forth along the wound surface: "Is An Ran awake?"
"No, we used a new targeted drug. The side effect is that the nervous system is inactive. An Ran now has to sleep for about twenty hours a day." Wu Qianying sighed: "The side effects are not permanent. They can be recovered after short-term use. The child wakes up.
It's very painful when I'm sleeping, and it would be good to sleep a little longer."
Tang Ji felt as if his heart was being held tightly by someone, and subconsciously wanted to find a cigarette to smoke.
Wu Qianying handed over a lady's cigarette, and Tang Ji took a deep puff of half of it without hesitation, leaning back on the chair with a slight dizziness: "Do you think there will be a superhuman who will awaken the ability to heal An Ran?
"
"Maybe, but it's hard for us to find out. We haven't even thoroughly analyzed what went wrong with Enron's genes, let alone cured it." Wu Qianying also lit a cigarette, looking into the distance, as if
Think about the future.
"Optimistically, we are experiencing a biological revolution, and everything is possible." Wu Qianying's eyes were full of brilliance under the light.
In the next few hours, Tang Ji lay on the treatment bed and began to write a summary of his previous actions. The Lazarus Collective hoped to restore the scene as much as possible, as well as the details of the superhuman abilities of the Losas organization.
Although there are many superhumans who claim to have more than one superpower, most of them turn out to be different manifestations of the same ability, and a few are simply liars.
The one Tang Ji killed was completely different.
He could even directly indicate the names and specific functions of those superpowers on the report. After all, that thing was in Tang Ji's mind, but he couldn't. He had to make up the information carefully and take out the abnormal parts.
...
...
"Is there really a superhuman who has the ability to awaken multiple people?" Where Tang Ji couldn't see it, the big shots who really controlled Lazarus were discussing his report.
"The disguise ability in the report also appears in the infiltrator of the trauma team. Maybe Losas' technology is more mature than we thought. They have fully weaponized their superpowers, plug and play."
"If Losas really has this kind of technical ability, and his background is deeper than we thought, is the risk of rashly attacking him too high?"
"The Losas organization is full of lunatics. They even dare to drop nuclear bombs. Even if they are willing to sit down and talk, would anyone dare to believe it?"
"Our target is those mutants with research value. Losas will be our target sooner or later, so be prepared."
"We can't continue to waste time. The number and abilities of superhumans are increasing exponentially. Our spies have received news that our old rival Qilu Division has formed a team of twenty people to find valuable targets.
We cannot fall behind."
"Seconded."
"Agree, but Wu Group hopes to share research results in the future."
"More than half agreed to continue with the original plan, so let's see how far an angry father can go."
...
...
Tang Ji looked at the baby lying on the crib through the thick glass, with a rare tenderness on his face, like ice melting.
That's his son, Tang Anran.
The one-year-old child's facial features have grown, and Tang Ji's appearance can be seen between his brows and eyes, but he is far more delicate than him. This is the influence of the mother's genes.
He just looked at Tang Anran quietly, as if he was trying to squeeze himself into the glass.
Tang Ji wanted to go in and hug his child with his own hands, but he couldn't.
Before, every time he entered Tang Anran's safe zone, he had to take off his prosthetic leg and undergo an hour-long disinfection procedure. But now Tang Ji found that although his prosthetic leg had not changed in appearance, it could not be removed at all.
The interface and charging port disappeared out of thin air.
Fortunately, Wu Qianying didn't know much about prosthetics, otherwise she would have been able to spot something wrong at a glance.
"Giggle, giggle..." The sweet baby laughter suddenly came through the microphone. Tang Ji watched Tang Anran stretch out on the bed and looked around curiously.
Soon, a woman with a kind face wearing a white tights and a transparent helmet walked into the safe area, gently picked up Tang Anran, and patted her back gently.
This is a nursery specially equipped in the laboratory, and the salary is almost eight times that of Tang Ji.
The woman held Tang Anran in front of the glass, shook Tang Anran's little hand and greeted Tang Ji. Tang Anran showed him a bright smile and showed off her newly grown teeth.
An Ran slapped the glass, seemingly dissatisfied that the man outside did not respond to her. Tang Ji stretched out his palm to meet An Ran's palm through the glass, and tried his best to reveal a smile.
The two of them played the game of big hands chasing small hands through the glass, which ended when Tang Anran took a breath. Tang Ji watched the woman feed Anran mouthfuls of toothpaste-like nutritious paste, digging her nails deeply into her palms.
The weak baby took a deep breath soon after eating, snuggled into the woman's arms and fell asleep, with a smile on his lips, as if he was happy to see his father.
After making sure that Tang Anran was asleep, the woman gently put the baby back on the crib, looked at Tang Ji again, smiled apologetically, and dimmed the lights.
"After you have rested, you can take a look at the candidates we have prepared." Wu Qianying stood behind him for who knows how long, and now she said: "Because the laboratory has to be relocated, the cost of raising your son has increased a lot.
The higher-ups hope you can prove your worth as soon as possible."
"I don't need to rest, let's start now." Tang Ji looked at the lonely figure in the darkness, huddled into a small ball, the fire in his heart was like a ignited reactor: "Add the doctor from the trauma team who gave me first aid.