I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 338 Mortuary

Luden, who was lying on the mortuary table, did not move after opening his eyes.

His own voice echoed in his mind, as if talking to himself.

"My name is Luden. I come from the Nebula Empire. I came to Brave New World through the Fubao Simulator. I am doing the sixth simulation. I am trying to understand this world and collect more useful information."

"The evidence that I come from the Nebula Empire includes: the visual interface of the simulator, the genetic modification of anti-radiation, and the entry selection once a year."

"This is my second death. I survived in the wild for three days. Under the effect of radiation, I acquired a mutation: my body does not rot. After my death, my body will not rot. I use the genetically modified The characteristic preserves this mutation, and maybe it will play an unexpected role."

"I have been in Brave New World for more than a year. Brave New World uses the solar calendar. There is no problem with time perception. I got the entry reward on the 365th day. Two entries are in front of me. I must choose one"

"[Will to fight]: In the fighting state, gain adrenaline-like enhancement, a small improvement in physical fitness, faster nerve response, bleeding or injury will stimulate a stronger fighting will."

"[Clear Mind]: Not affected by psychotropic drugs, brain diseases, etc., the mind is always awake, and the energy can be recovered faster through sleep."

"If possible, I would like to keep both entries. In the end I chose [Will to Fight]. Physical fitness has always been my weakness. If I want to explore the secrets of the brave new world, I must make up for this shortcoming as much as possible."

"So far, I haven't found any traces left by the immortals. I wish them good luck."

After going through all the information in his mind, Luden looked at the ceiling with blank eyes, and a sentence echoed in his mind.

"I am Luden, and I am from the Nebula Empire."

The mending of the body was soon completed.

There was nothing special about this Luden's death, as before, it was a change of mind and limbs.

The mending duo looked at Luden who had opened his eyes, and scanned with a flashlight, but there was no response from the pupils.

One dissatisfied said,
"Be careful next time, every time you touch the optic nerve, you want to scare me to death?"

After finishing their work, the footsteps of the two gradually drifted away, and even the conversation became blurred.

"By the way, last time you said that you can make BOKI's nerves, I have a friend who is very interested."

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"Welcome to the brave new world!"

Annie tidied up her clothes, her cheeks were flushed, as if she was still thinking about something.

Luden took a gentlemanly step forward, pushed the door open and entered.

He seems curious about everything, eager to learn anything to do with the brave new world.

Soon, Luden met a good friend and became a neighbor.

This guy named Arthur, besides his love of hell jokes, has many other advantages.

He is an excellent fighter, proficient in everything from close combat, cold weapons to hot weapons.

Luden didn't have much interest in these things. He preferred to use his brains rather than fight.

Even so, out of respect for his friends, when Arthur was training, Luden would watch from the sidelines. Most of the time he was reading a book, looking up from time to time, and occasionally being forced by Arthur to leave the field for sparring.

Luden and Arthur fought 23 times before and after, winning and losing each other.

Arthur had 23 wins and Loudon had 23 losses.

Spring is coming and autumn is coming, half a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and the annual Easter is approaching.

On this day, Arthur took a bottle of good wine and knocked on the neighbor's door, wanting to invite him to Easter. His whole family was there, and it was very lively.

The door opened, but a strange face appeared behind the door, looking at Arthur warily,

"Who are you looking for?"

"Feel sorry."

Arthur was obviously mentally prepared, smiled apologetically, and shook his head when he turned to leave.

This is a funny Luden.

He thought this guy could stay longer, at least, spend Easter with him.

When Luden woke up, he found himself in a dark, cramped hut, with only a dim kerosene lamp flickering on the wall.

Through the shaking of the kerosene lamp and the slight dizziness, it was not difficult for Luden to judge that he should be on the boat.

He wanted to speak, but found that he could not speak, his limbs were cold and stiff, and he was firmly locked on the bed, like a prisoner.

Outside the cabin, on the deck, Anne with a face full of indifference stood in front of two rows of heavily armed elites, giving lectures.

"Let me emphasize one last time, the significance of this escort mission!"

Annie said coldly,
"We checked the built-in number of this Luden. He never went to the headquarters, and even in a rescue, indirectly caused us to lose a soldier forever! Therefore, the superiors demanded to bring him back to the headquarters at all costs! You understand Yet?"

"understand!"

Soon, under Annie's command, everyone took their positions to make sure everything was safe.

In the cabin, Luden regained consciousness and began to try to break free.

Thanks to Brave New World, none of these shackles are intelligent, and there's no monitoring device keeping an eye on Luden.

Luden has already learned that in the judgment of Brave New World, the monitoring equipment will be judged as "having evolved into intelligent creatures" with a high probability, and then be contained.

This may be related to the role of monitoring devices, which collect more sample data.

Originally, the Rebels could use mirrors or other devices to monitor Luden.

However, they were ordered to avoid any contact with this Luden as much as possible, even for observation.

If there is no observation, no contact, no interaction, there will be no chance for Luden to make trouble.

They thought so.

Luden started to mess up.

He first tried to untie the shackles of his hands and feet, but the shackles were fixed tightly, and Luden couldn't do anything. He could even feel the remnants of the anesthetic in his body, still affecting him.

This is a bad thing and a good thing.

The anesthetic made Luden's movements more sluggish, and also made his feelings more numb, avoiding some pain.

Luden's left hand kept struggling. He didn't want to break free from the shackles, but rubbed his wrist against the shackles.

Soon, his left hand was skinned and bleeding, and Luden's eyes lit up, as if a new power surged out of his body, and he struggled with greater strength.

The more bleeding, the greater Luden's strength, and at the same time, the weaker the effect of the anesthetic, Luden felt more and more pain.

When the effect of [Will to Fight] accumulated to a certain level, Luden's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth and lashed out!
click-

Vigorously miracle.

Good news: the left hand is out.

Bad news: the left hand is useless.

After breaking free with one hand, Luden followed suit and released the other restraints.

He staggered to the wall and walked towards the kerosene lamp, still muttering,
"Give me a saw anyway."

At dusk, when the sun sets, a boat traveling on the river is about to arrive at the headquarters of the rebel army.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, billowing black smoke billowed from the boat, as if something was burning.

Night fell at this moment.

Morgue.

The mending duo came to work leisurely with coffee in hand, chatting without saying a word.

"Today's first clone Luden, what did this guy do, he was burned like this!"

"The lunatics of the Rebel Army are simply venting their personal anger!"

"Don't watch the death replay, I ordered a barbecue for lunch, I don't want to affect my appetite."

"The right arm is missing, go to the warehouse to get a whole right hand"

　Let me briefly talk about the situation. The highest temperature was 38.6 yesterday, and now the fever has subsided, and the antigen is on the bar. Apart from diarrhea and dizziness, there is no other uncomfortable place.Combined with yesterday's nausea and nausea, I wonder if I have gastroenteritis in my stomach. It is said that the antigen will appear in 2-3 days. Let's take a look. If the fever continues, I may ask for leave. The leave update will wait until the illness recovers Will make up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)