When Chen Feng arrived at the mobile scientific research space station in District 7, the energy of the Shadow Armor had just run out.
Ou Qinglan was standing in the hall behind the access hatch with a sad face.
Although she is the dean of the Academy of Sciences, biomedicine is not her strongest major, and she cannot help much there.
The medical staff and biological science workers in the treatment room are very busy.
The mobile scientific research space station has complete facilities, equipment and related technical personnel.
The medical centers, biological centers and genetic research institutions affiliated to the Academy of Sciences have all sent top professionals here.
At the same time, high-intensity quantum network communication is maintained between the space station and the Mercury polyhedron giant ship.
Under the protection of multiple means, the medical capabilities of the space station are not inferior to those of the Mercury giant ship.
Chen Feng did not exchange any more greetings with Ou Qinglan, opened the folding armor, jumped out, and went straight to the treatment room.
Someone else went to take out the box containing Lin Bu's head. Chen Feng would not care about this matter for the time being.
Nearly 300 seconds have passed since Fredis injected the life-sustaining agent, and there is not much time left for Chen Feng.
In the treatment room, Freders was lying on his back on the treatment chair, dying.
Countless tubes of nanoscale fine microbial material spread out from under the treatment chair, drilled into the capillary pores, penetrated Freddes' skin, and replaced the functions of his blood vessels and lymphatic vessels.
There is another fiber bundle that looks very similar to the core material of the Prism Brain, which penetrates from the back of Freders' neck and connects directly to his brain.
Xiaofu had several silver threads hanging from his head, his face was covered with black spots one after another, his cheekbones were prominent, and his skin was dull and dull.
His whole body looked very shriveled, like a dehydrated quilt.
If Chen Feng hadn't known that he was several years younger than himself, at first glance, he would have thought of him as a 300-year-old dying man.
The medical staff briefly explained Xiaofu's condition to Chen Feng.
Twenty-seven seconds ago, Xiaofu was still conscious and could even open his eyes and blink, but now he has fallen into a deep coma.
His heartbeat has completely stopped, and the circulation in his body has completely collapsed.
The mitochondria in his cells had largely collapsed and no longer produced adenosine triphosphate.
At this time, all the energy supplies for the cells in Xiaofu's body have been replaced by biomaterial tubes.
If Xiaofu's brain can still be maintained, bionic technology micro-robots can replace the functions of red blood cells, white blood cells and other flowing cells, and continuously provide synthetic nutrients, thus maintaining his consciousness as much as possible.
But the problem is that Xiaofu's brain genes are also rapidly collapsing, and the neuron cells are disintegrating one after another. Even if he is barely able to survive with life-sustaining drugs, it is impossible to recover.
"In addition to the life support network system, Dr. Freders now has as many as five billion ultra-nano micro-robots in his body. We have built a complete bionic circulation system in the doctor's body, but all our methods cannot reverse it.
The journey of his life towards its end."
Chen Feng only thought for 0.1 seconds before stretching out his right hand, "Extract the serum from my body and inject it into him. I also have the same recovery factor as Lin Bu in my body, let's give it a try."
In fact, Fulides already had a recovery factor in his body, and Chen Feng had injected it into him before. This was the core reason why Xiaofu could absorb the Grass people.
Now that Chen Feng is repeating his old tricks, he is just treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
Let's give it a try, it's better than doing nothing.
The scientific researchers moved very quickly. After just over thirty seconds, Chen Feng's serum, which contained a large amount of recovery factors, began to be poured into Xiaofu's body along the bionic tube.
Xiaofu's reaction was very fast. Only five seconds passed before he suddenly opened his eyes.
His cloudy eyes looked around aimlessly at first, then noticed Chen Feng and quickly focused.
The eyeballs that were like polluted muddy water a moment ago quickly became gleaming.
Freders didn't open his mouth, but a voice came from Chen Feng's personal assistance system.
"Brother, are you back?"
Chen Feng nodded, "Yeah."
While talking, Chen Feng glanced at the detector next to him from the corner of his eye.
After being reinforced with new recovery factors, the collapse of Foredes' neuron cells slowed down slightly, but it did not stop completely.
The attempt had some effect, but it only allowed Xiaofu to hold on for a little longer.
Chen Feng's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something like, "Xiaofu, please don't die, you haven't finished the work you have to do."
But when the words came to his throat, he felt that there was no point in saying anything. Birth, aging, sickness and death were both destiny and the laws of the universe.
After relying on each other for hundreds of years, we will eventually part ways. As a person who was destined to die a hundred years ago, Xiaofu has nothing to complain about after living for another hundred years.
But during these hundred years, Xiaofu was busy and working all the time, and never had a moment's rest. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he would die with all his strength.
Perhaps in the eyes of many people who advocate hedonism in the 21st century, living like Xiaofu may not be considered truly alive. It can only be said to be like drinking water and knowing whether it is warm or cold.
It is both a blessing and a misfortune that the little blessing has an extra hundred years of life.
Chen Feng really had mixed feelings and didn't know how to make a conclusion.
When Chen Feng was silent, it was Xiaofu who spoke first.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I have to break my promise and have to leave first."
His expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, but there was lingering loss and regret in his tone.
Chen Feng shook his head, "You didn't do anything wrong, you don't need to apologize."
"Brother, please stop comforting me. I know the work is not finished yet. I will die with regrets like Sergey."
Chen Feng sat down next to him, with the blood pump still connected to his wrists.
The blood was being rapidly sucked out of his veins, and the serum machine next to him was rapidly separating the serum and injecting it into Freders' body.
"It's okay, that's enough, you've done enough. Death is not terrible. Everyone dies. Countless people die in every war. There is no need for you to be full of regrets when you die."
Chen Feng forcibly comforted him.
Freders' head suddenly shook, as if shaking his head, "I understand the truth, but I can't do it. Brother, in my previous life, every life before, I have been admiring you infinitely.
Before I could master the language and my understanding of everything was in chaos, I had only one thought in my mind: to continue the unfinished business you left for Sergey."
"Compared to countless Sergeys in the past, I am so lucky. I have been blessed with an unprecedented and unrepeatable life. I can even travel the universe with you and work together for a common great cause. In
Over the past 100 years, I have tried my best to fulfill my promise to Sergey every day."
"Brother, you must not know. In fact, I secretly rejoice every day. I secretly rejoice that I can fight for the greatest cause in human history. Not as a clone of Sergey, but as a sage.
The identity of Assistant Freddes. I don’t care what others say, but I know that in your heart, brother, I have completely stepped out of Sergei’s shadow and lived a life that belongs to Freddes, right?”
Xiaofu's face finally showed an expression.
The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, revealing a shy smile that seemed to be absent.
Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, you are you, and Sergey is Sergey."
Xiaofu hummed, "Then I have no regrets. I believe that in the unknown future, when human beings can really fly freely in the universe and become an eternal civilization, there will definitely be people who remember that in this era, there are
A man named Fredis Sergey once struggled with the sage Chen Feng."
Chen Feng: "I will write these things down."
"Well, brother, goodbye..."
Freders' eyes closed again.
The surface of his skin began to seep out a grease-like gel, which was the "corpse" of the Grass people.
Hundreds of years after the fusion, the Grass people, whose consciousness had long been swallowed up and possessed by Foredes, could finally die a worthy death.
In the surveillance camera, the mist representing Freders's stream of consciousness flickered on and off like his heartbeat.
Each time it flickers on and off, it gets a little dimmer.
A large amount of quantum information flow is overflowing out of thin air in the room.
It's not that there's something wrong with the equipment, it's Xiaofu's brain that is the source of this information.
Ou Qinglan silently stood behind Chen Feng and said, "My condolences."
"Um."
"Are you sad?"
Chen Feng didn't answer her, but looked at Freders with blank eyes, as if he was in a trance.
sad?
A little bit, but Chen Feng has become accustomed to this feeling of constantly losing this and that.
As a savior who has been defeated eight times, Chen Feng has had too many "lost" experiences.
His tolerance for pain is beyond ordinary imagination.
Ou Qinglan thought he was overly grieving, but little did he know that the more critical moments he faced, the more his mind became active.
At this moment, Chen Feng was desperately trying to think of a solution.
He blindly and confidently said to himself that since he could save Xiaofu for the first time a hundred years ago, he could save Xiaofu for the second time now.
As long as I want to do something, as long as there is a one in 100 million chance of doing it, I will definitely do it.
As long as Xiaofu didn't really want to die, Chen Feng didn't want him to die.
Your work is not done!
Don't even think about dying!
Xiaofu can no longer transmit any information to the outside world, and the quantum storm that makes up his mind is struggling like a candle in the wind.
The medical staff next to him wiped away his tears and said to Chen Feng: "Sir, Dr. Freders' stream of consciousness..."
"What's wrong?"
"He is fighting against the expansion of the universe. He...he actually doesn't want to die. His will to live is very strong."
Chen Feng: "I know, I know everything."
He was talking, but in his heart he was running out of ideas, trying hard to think of a solution.
The incomparably huge amount of information was rolling in his mind like boiling water, and he extracted each stream of information bit by bit.
Glass people.
Quantum life.
Media layer network.
Sergey's obsession.
Due to a congenital genetic defect, the language center is incomplete and Flades cannot speak.
"Songs from Beyond the World".
Blank ones.
A deep neural link bundle inserted through the back of Freders neck.
"Play "Song of the Outer World" directly in Freders' brain! At the same time, deep memory reading is performed!"
