Alien Relic Hunter.

Chapter 923 Extra Chapter: "Black Technology"

"Chemical experiment equipment?" After hearing this word, the boss immediately paused the game and raised his head, "Are you a pharmacist?"

In the black market, "pharmacist" is an incredible profession... The "pharmacist" here does not refer to the kind of person who knows how to prepare various medicines, but a "slang word" that represents an illegal profession.

In layman's terms, people who can be called "pharmacists" in the black market... nine out of ten are actually "drug makers".

People with this skill are quite popular... But in contrast, this kind of person often means "trouble".

The boss looked outside the door vigilantly, then waved to Ishi Chuanhui, and said, "Let's talk later."

The boss led Shi Chuanhui into the room, took down a suitcase made of engineering plastics that was placed on the top of the cabinet, and carefully pushed it in front of Shi Chuanhui.

"This is a set of standard specifications that can support all experiments of level B or below...Of course, if you don't care about standards so much, if you want to use this set of appliances to prepare some...'that thing'...It is also completely No problem." The boss lowered his voice and said to Shi Chuanhui.

Shi Chuanhui reached out and wiped off the thick layer of dust on the suitcase, revealing a trademark - it is an appliance produced by "Precise Industry". In addition to making weapons, this company also has expertise in high-precision glassware. The only disadvantage of dabbling is that the price of the goods is too high, and it is difficult for ordinary people to afford their things.

"How much?" Shi Chuanhui asked.

"1 credit points, or something equivalent in my opinion." The boss replied decisively.

"I don't have that much money..." Shi Chuanhui frowned, "Can you find me a cheaper set of equipment?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't ask you to pay in one lump sum." The boss waved his hands again and again, "You can pay a deposit first, and then use the medicine produced by this set of equipment to exchange for the remaining difference. After the difference is paid off, it will It's yours."

Ishi Chuanhui was stunned for a moment, and he quickly understood what the boss meant. He felt that this guy wanted him to help him concoct those prohibited drugs for profit... Although Ishi Chuanhui was not very disgusted with this legal gray area, The problem is, he's not a real pharmacist.

"Boss, you may have misunderstood, I am not the kind of pharmacist you think..."

This time, it was the boss's turn to be dazed: "You...you don't know how to make that kind of thing? That's strange, you don't know how to make medicine, why do you want this set of things?"

"Do some...uh, more important things." Ishi Chuanhui said vaguely. In the black market, everyone has their own secrets. If the boss asks the bottom line, it would be considered that he is not sensible.

"Are you really not a pharmacist?" The boss's expression turned cold all of a sudden, "You want this...and you don't use it for 'medicine'?"

"No." Shi Chuanhui shook his head.

"Then how much can you pay?" The boss gave Shi Chuanhui an angry look, and brought the box back to the top of the cabinet.

"I don't have any money with me." Ishi Chuanhui said, "I'll exchange things."

"Oh? What can you come up with? Don't tell me there's only that set of clothes... The value of this thing is far less than a set of experimental equipment." The boss looked Shi Chuanhui up and down.

Shi Chuanhui groped around himself, then pulled out a ring from his finger, put it on the table, and asked, "How much is this diamond ring worth?"

This is the engagement ring of Shi Chuanhui and his girlfriend, but for Shi Chuanhui now, this diamond ring is not as important as a glass beaker.

"It's worthless." The boss shrugged his shoulders with disdain, "Only the fools of the old era and those stupid women in the upper class who pursue a sense of ritual would regard simple carbon as a gem of value... In this age, how can it be worthless?" Is a diamond not a mass-produced product from the industrial assembly line? As for the cut, that kind of added value is not worth a penny to me... If you are an industrial diamond drill bit, maybe you can exchange it for something... …Diamond ring, hmph, the silver ring at the bottom can be sold for some money according to its weight, as for the 'glass shard' on the top, it's too hard to feed a dog."

Shi Chuanhui thought for a while, took out his own information terminal, and put it on the table: "How much is the latest terminal worth?"

"Well... this thing is worth something. Is there any personal information in it? Is the identity clean? Is there any criminal record?" The boss picked up the information terminal and looked at it for a few times before asking.

In this era, there are two types of selling information terminals. One is selling only machines, which is equivalent to selling mobile phones in the old era; Just like people selling ID cards, people will only make such a bad move when they have nowhere to go.

"I took the chip away, only the machine." Shi Chuanhui emphasized again, "This is the top model of Snapdragon technology, with anti-tracking function."

"I know, I know... But the problem is, you know about electronic products... every year of idleness, the price will drop a lot, and your top-end machine is not easy to sell here... so Let me tell you, when I accept terminals, I usually only accept the ones with identity information, and I am not really interested in the business of whiteboard machines that are likely to fail in my hands."

"However..." The boss changed the subject, "I have a set of incomplete equipment, if you don't dislike it, you can..."

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Three or ten minutes later, Shi Chuanhui walked out of the buying house.

He changed his outfit, the original crisp cashmere windbreaker was replaced by a cotton jacket with a lot of mildew and stains, the wide-brimmed hat was replaced by a gray wool beanie, and the trousers were changed. It became a pair of thick washed denim jeans, only the pair of leather boots on the feet, because the boss couldn't find a suitable size, so I didn't change it.

But with his current appearance, he has perfectly blended into the crowd. Just looking at his clothes, he looks like an aborigine in a slum.

He held the cold bag of bread in his right hand, and a blue plastic box in his left hand. He looked around the street for a while, and then walked towards a hotel whose signboard was so crooked that it almost fell to the ground.

There are still a few coins in Shi Chuanhui's pocket-the "money" given to him by the boss of the purchasing company after he sold everything that could be sold on his body.People without an information terminal cannot use credit points. For security reasons, the Ark official has never transplanted the face-swiping payment technology that has been very mature in the old era to credit points. Losing the information terminal, even if there are hundreds of millions in the account The points counted cannot be taken out (the miniature information terminal implanted in the body was not popularized until after 370 in the new era).

And these coins are "restricted currency" that can only be used in this black market. They are issued by the power behind the black market. It is a "financial alliance" composed of four large consortiums. Endorsement... It's a pity that, apart from formal bonds and shares, the Ark official never endorses any currency privately issued by these consortiums.

Shi Chuanhui opened a room with two [-]-credit coins. As soon as the hotel attendant who led the way left, he immediately locked the door, and then quickly checked the privacy of the room. After making sure that there were no cameras and After listening to the monitor, he put the bread bag and box on the table.

Shi Chuanhui was not in a hurry to open the box, but took out the paper and pen he carried with him from his pocket, put them on the bedside table, and then climbed onto the bed without taking off his shoes.

That sense of familiarity had come over me minutes before, which was why he was so anxious to find a hotel.

Shi Chuanhui adjusted his breathing, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell into a dream.

The scene in the dream was extremely familiar to him... He had had a similar dream more than once, and whenever that familiar palpitation appeared, he knew that he was going to have a similar dream again.

Shi Chuanhui's consciousness did not fall into a blurred state like ordinary people dream, but became more and more lucid. In the dream, he was in a very spacious laboratory, and the table was full of countless experimental instruments—— He knew some of them, and he had never even seen more of the experimental equipment, not to mention their names.

Beside the table is a three-meter-high refrigerator with a transparent door. The refrigerator is neatly filled with glass tubes containing reagents, and some of the glass tubes are soaked with suspected biological tissues.

There are a lot of people busy in the laboratory, some of these people are conducting experiments, and some are walking back and forth between the test benches... It's just that when Ishi Chuanhui sees these people, they are all indistinct gray He couldn't see their faces, their clothes, or even their arms.

Ishi Chuanhui has had this kind of dream many times, and he is very clear that these blurred figures will not have any intersection with himself... They can't see the existence of Ishi Chuanhui at all, and Ishi Chuanhui will not respond when he tries to communicate with them , Once again, Shi Chuanhui even planned to make "physical contact" with one of the figures, but his hand directly passed through the figure's body... These figures seemed to be really just a shadow.

Of course, in a dream, this kind of thing can only be said to be completely normal, and there is nothing to be surprised about.

Ishi Chuanhui in the dream seemed to be a passer-by, a bystander...but it didn't seem to be completely like this. The experimental bench in front of him seemed to be prepared for him, and no one had ever occupied this experimental bench. Under the circumstances, no one will touch the things on the test bench.

Another point is that Ishi Chuanhui can also be convinced that this experimental bench is his "exclusive" - ​​he cannot pick up or touch things on other experimental benches, only this "exclusive" experimental bench is his Those who can interfere, other experimental platforms are like those figures, he can see it, but can't touch it.

A few times before entering this dream, Ishi Chuanhui would still look around like a curious child, but now, he seems to be familiar with it, and he directly picked up a note on the table and started to read it.

The notes are written in a language he has never heard of, but it is amazing that Shi Chuanhui in the dream can completely understand this language, but when he wakes up from the dream, he wants to convey this language When he came out, he couldn't write anything... Only the content of the notes remained in his mind.

"Sure enough... so it was solved in this way... it can be done like this..."

While reading, Shi Chuanhui sighed again and again—every time he enters the dream state, there will be more content in the notes, and the extra content can just solve the difficulties he encountered in the "experiment".

Ishi Chuanhui eagerly read the extra content in the notes several times, and then practiced on the laboratory bench - he skillfully cut open the abdominal cavity of a small white mouse, took out the internal organs, and then made another Fish out the biological tissue soaked in a glass jar, stuff it into those vacant positions, and then connect the nerves and blood vessels... His movements are ingenious and precise, ten fingers can operate several scalpels, scissors and Tweezers is not like a professor of linguistics at all, but more like a senior surgeon who has been immersed in the clinic for decades.

The mouse, whose body was already getting cold, suddenly moved, and then, its limbs began to move slowly—the tissues that Ishi Chuanhui "stuffed" into it seemed to give the dead mouse a new life, making the mouse The corpse miraculously moved.

"It's really possible...as long as the 'seed' can be cultivated...human beings can live forever...this theory can be applied to human beings...those materials...those materials can be found on the ark..."

Shi Chuanhui looked at the little white mouse crawling on the table with some excitement, and said incoherently - at this moment, Meng suddenly woke up.

He jumped up from the bed like a carp, grabbed the pen and paper that had been prepared by the bed, and quickly wrote down.

But what Shi Chuanhui didn't notice was that in the corner of this room, there was an extra person at some point, who was sitting quietly in the shadow and watching him.

The rubbing sound of the pen tip and the paper stopped abruptly. Ishi Chuanhui suddenly turned his head and met the gloomy gaze. He stuffed the paper into his mouth, turned over and jumped to the other side of the bed. One side, staring at each other vigilantly, asked: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

The other party took a deep look at Shi Chuanhui, and then said: "I am... the same type of person as you."

"The same kind of people, what do you mean?" Ishi Chuanhui frowned, and he had already made up his mind that if the other party made any changes, he would immediately swallow the ball of paper in his mouth.

"I will also dream the dreams you often have... Those dreams have given me knowledge that does not belong to humans, and they want me to use this knowledge to change humans." The other party said slowly.

[PS This side story should end in one or two chapters, and it will return to the main drama soon.It just so happens that my body has almost recovered. Although the antigen has not turned negative, the symptoms have basically disappeared, and only the two points of fatigue and easy fatigue are left... I heard that it will take at least a month to recover...

Oh, and one more thing, even if there is no strenuous exercise, just playing games, as long as the heart rate is fast, you will immediately feel out of breath... I don't know if this is normal or not. I wonder if anyone has this symptom? 】

(End of this chapter)