The scratches on Li Zhenxing's body were naturally completely synchronized with his body in the real world. Before the blood flowed out, the doctor who was suturing him shouted in surprise.
Zhang Fusheng has always been in the inner hall. Unlike Liu Xiao, he did not pay too much attention to the situation in the dream world. After knowing that they were safely out of the darkness, he safely focused his attention on the study of Yang Song.
At this time, research on Yang Song has made progress. The efforts of these crazy scientists are not completely fruitless. At least they have discovered that even a piece of meat smaller than sand dust can be removed from Yang Song.
It remains active for several minutes, and within these minutes, the meat will slowly lose its activity and then begin to degenerate. This degeneration is not from active meat to rotten meat, but from the fact that the originally strong cells will slowly
Slowly degenerating into relatively thin cells, until reaching the limit of weak cells, they will actually start to follow the steps of cutting a piece of meat from the body.
"During this degradation process, a special energy will escape from it. We have exhausted all methods, but still cannot retain this dissipated energy. We can only capture the smell and fluctuations it emits...
"A white-haired old man in a white coat followed behind Zhang Fusheng and kept talking. Even though Zhang Fusheng was frowning now, he was still talking.
Treating scientists requires a different attitude than treating politicians or colleagues. Zhang Fusheng knew the importance of this, so he put all his little patience into negotiating with these people. But now Li Zhenxing conveyed it
The news was so shocking that Zhang Fusheng had no intention of paying attention to this scholar who was said to be very famous in the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
"What do you need? I don't need a research process, I just need reliable and effective results." Zhang Fusheng said calmly.
The scholar completely ignored Zhang Fusheng's impatience and showed a look of surprise, which quickly turned into bitterness, saying: "We don't have this kind of technology, but I heard from my classmates in the United States that there is a private company
This technology is being studied..."
"Then buy that company." Zhang Fusheng said calmly.
"Uh... that company is one of the world's top 500 energy companies." The scientist was frightened by Zhang Fusheng's tone and quickly said what he had not yet had time to say.
Zhang Fusheng was stunned, then turned to look at this scholar who was more than ten years older than him, and said: "Then, I will report the situation to my superiors. You write the application first, and I will fight for you.
"
"That's great!" The scholar left happily.
Zhang Fusheng took a deep breath. The world's top 500 companies are not so easy to acquire, but this also proves how amazing the powerful energy contained in Yang Song is. Even the United States, which has the most powerful technology, may only be just getting started.
, if it can really produce results, it's not too late to discuss it, not to mention that it doesn't have to be about buying the company. There is always a way to do it, it just depends on the price.
"The rewards must be huge." Zhang Fusheng convinced himself secretly.
"Go and call Team Leader Chen over." As for Li Zhenxing, Zhang Fusheng couldn't make up his mind. He believed that Chen Mo knew better what to do.
Chen Mo arrived very quickly, mainly because the information conveyed by Li Zhenxing was too important. After entering the inner hall, Chen Mo's first words to Zhang Fusheng were: "Bring that person here immediately, he has the characteristics of
The same research value as Pitt.”
"Act immediately." Zhang Fusheng did not hesitate and nodded to Secretary Ouyang next to him. The fair-skinned young man immediately made a call. As for where the call went, you can know from Zhang Fusheng's words. Another round
Top secret tasks began to be assigned.
Chen Mo walked to Li Zhenxing's side. The doctors who were performing the operation looked at him with some confusion. Because of the news about Li Zhenxing, they were forced to stop the operation. Now the wound has just been half sutured.
"Why don't you continue the operation?" Chen Mo said.
"There's a problem. There's a ball of air in his arm. We can't take it out, and we can't close the muscles. It's like... it's like there's something inside," the leading doctor said.
"And this happened again..." the doctor said with some embarrassment.
Chen Mo understood and said calmly: "The injury he suffered in the dream should have left something inside his body. Tattoo artist, tell him to take out the thing inside his body, and then ask him what it is now.
Condition."
After delivering the message, Li Zhenxing had been secretly discussing with Yang Song what to do. He didn't expect the news to be answered so quickly. After seeing it, he quickly took out the bullet that had been staying in his body with his hands. For this reason, his whole body was filled with excitement.
He collapsed on the ground, and his whole arm was covered with blood. Sometimes it dripped from his arm, and sometimes it stuck to the flesh and was difficult to separate. The wound that had just been sutured was torn open again. He had completely lost strength. Of course, he had lost too much blood.
This is also one of the reasons.
As for Yang Song, he ignored the previous sentence. Now is no longer the time to care about Li Zhenxing's health. As long as he doesn't die and returns to reality, he will have the best medical treatment. The top priority is to solve Jack's problem. The question coming from reality is what is the current situation.
Yang Song knew that Chen Mo would not be stupid enough to ask him to remind him, so he shouldered the spear, tried his best to restrain himself from causing too many injuries, and tried to concise his words: "Kill Jack for the time being."
A woman's benevolence is not to be tolerated. Yang Song is very aware of the current situation. The confrontation between Kali and the priest seems to be endless. Their power is exactly the same. Even if there are slight changes sometimes, the priest will overwhelm Kali, but Kali
With a little cheer up, the situation can immediately return to an even match. It's no wonder that the priest would throw himself into the darkness. When he can't solve the enemy, he must adapt.
Yang Song never thought about giving freedom to the young man named Jack. No matter whether he was a vegetative state or not, or whether he was a lucid dreamer who was addicted to dreams all day long, he only knew that he would die in Jack's dream.
Too many people have died, and there are many innocent victims even in the real world. Of course, if you really want to talk about it, you can’t blame Jack at all, because he himself is also an innocent person, but as Duan Junyi said, there are other people in this world.
How many people are truly innocent?
Now he finally got the real information about the owner of the dream. No matter what, if he finds him first and then kills him, everything is over. The nearly ten-day trip to the dream world can come to an end. He can get the complete freedom from the dangerous dream trip.
The same rest period, anyway, is just one sentence. No matter how difficult the sacrifice in the dream is, the owner of the dream is dead, can he still linger?
Yang Song's information was naturally reported to Chen Mo and Zhang Fusheng immediately. Zhang Fusheng frowned and said: "What? You want to kill Jack? Why?"
"I don't know either, but one thing should be confirmed. If Jacks escapes, they can escape from the dream. According to what he said, they are only temporarily safe, and they don't know what will happen in the future.
If possible, kill Jack as soon as possible." Chen Mo said calmly.
Zhang Fusheng fell into deep thought, then raised his head, looked at Chen Mo with stern eyes, and said: "Tell him that we need Jack, and ask him to persist and try to ensure that Jack wakes up alive and safe like Peter."
Chen Mo shrugged and said, "I'm not here to send you a message. Please find a tattoo artist."
Ignoring Chen Mo, Zhang Fusheng immediately sent a tattoo artist to convey his thoughts.
Yang Song's answer was simple. A classic Chinese curse appeared on Li Zhenxing's right buttocks: "Chen wmb."
Zhang Fusheng's face was expressionless, and he looked sideways at Chen Mo, while Chen Mo's mouth twitched.