I am farming in the last days to save the world

Chapter 234, Frontal lobe surgery
"Don't you think such a world is scary?"

Zhou Wenwen pointed at the old man covered in black blood, his fingers were shaking.

Such a person lives like a walking dead.

They are even more pitiful than zombies.

Zombies are really sick and infected with zombie virus.

And these people were turned into this by the failure of similar transformation.

It seems that he can eat, drink and run, and has red blood flowing from his body. In fact, he is more miserable than zombies.

"It's not scary, as long as the experiment is successful, there will be absolute equality between people. Human survivors no longer need to be afraid of zombies, and they can let zombies serve themselves by moving their fingers, becoming the cheapest labor force."

"At that time, everyone will thank me. All you see are the setbacks on the road to success. Sooner or later, the limitations will be broken and all survivors will become gods like me."

When Yao Bei said this, his eyes lit up.

As if dazed.

"Just like you……?"

Zhou Wenwen froze for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Yao Bei's temple.

There is no change on one temple, but on the right temple, there is a red mole.

It's so small, it's basically invisible if you don't look carefully.

"You have been transformed? By whom? What god?"

A few thoughts flashed through Zhou Wenwen's mind.

"These are not important. The important thing is that I am not afraid of zombies. I can also command zombies with a human body, and zombies will not attack me."

"If all human beings are like me, then this world will be peaceful, it is a very perfect world!"

"You know, the world is so miserable right now."

Yao Bei rubbed the red mole on his temple, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

This fanatical gaze made Zhou Wenwen extremely strange.

She looked at the villagers outside, and then at Yao Bei. There seemed to be similarities between them.

Too sluggish, too fanatical, they all seem to be sequelae of damage to the pineal gland of the brain.

"Do you know about frontal lobe surgery?"

Zhou Wenwen spoke suddenly, not knowing whether he was talking to Jiang Ming or Yao Bei.

In the Middle Ages, in 1935, a doctor named Moniz performed a frontal lobotomy on a manic psychopath.

After the operation, the manic psychopath did appear to be better, but his personality became cold, quiet and docile, and he was no longer aggressive.

The volume of the frontal lobe occupies one-third of the brain. Frontal lobe surgery will open a hole on both sides of the head and pour it into a high-concentration alcohol solution.

The frontal lobe is the nerve center that manages advanced thinking, and doing this kind of surgery destroys the organization that manages advanced thinking.

Without advanced thinking, the human body becomes a walking dead.

Even so, in the Middle Ages, many people were willing to perform this operation on their manic neurotic patients.

In their view, the patient's illness has really "better".

"This may be the real reason for changing a person's character."

Jiang Ming had also heard of such absurd surgeries, and at the same time he understood why Yao Bei became like this.

Paranoid and fanatical.

Maybe Yao Bei himself didn't realize it, but stubbornly felt that what he thought was right.

For Yao Bei, becoming a god means possessing powerful abilities without losing any memory.

There is no doubt that there is something wrong with your own ideas.

"What are you talking about? I asked you to come here, not to let you make random guesses, but to let you come to cooperate with the experiment."

Yao Bei didn't seem to want to hear the story of the frontal lobotomy, he waved his hand irritably, and even kicked the passenger seat.

"I will never attack human survivors!"

Zhou Wenwen frowned and firmly rejected Yao Bei.

She probably knew why Yao Bei became like this.

The so-called god-making is to conduct experiments on the human brain. After a certain part of the organization is transformed, it will indeed allow human survivors to gain the power of gods.

However, it may cause damage to some other brain cell tissues.

You may not be able to see it at first, but after a long time, you will be able to see it.

Yao Bei was originally just a sunny and cheerful college student. After being transformed, he not only possessed great strength.

Personality and behavior have become rigid, paranoid, and even treat human life as a guinea pig, just to create a world that he yearns for.

It's no different than zombies.

Like Jiang Ming, Yao Bei had a serious illness.

However, Jiang Ming restrained his instinct and was not enslaved by the zombie virus.

And Yao Bei, unknowingly, has become the number one god who is cruel and merciless.

Even Yao Bei himself didn't seem to notice the change in himself.

"Ha ha."

"I know, you definitely won't do it."

"I have investigated it a long time ago. The water in the safe base was provided by you. I need the water you created. That water has a magical power, and it may improve the sluggishness of these experimental subjects."

"You won't refuse to save someone, will you?"

Yao Bei didn't know that Zhou Wenwen called the magical water "spiritual spring water", but he thought that the water was made by Zhou Wenwen, who is a water-type supernatural being.

It is only natural for people with water abilities to create water.

In an era of extreme heat where water resources are scarce, almost every person with water abilities is desperately absorbing water molecules in the air to gather clean and drinkable water.

"That's spiritual spring water, in my space, I can't take it out with you here."

Zhou Wenwen said directly.

Anyway, Yao Bei already knew her identity as a space power user, and it was no big deal if one more secret of Lingquan water was known.

I even thought in my heart, if Lingquan water can improve the damaged brain of human beings.

If Yao Bei drank more spiritual spring water, would he become the cheerful person he used to be?

This cannot be confirmed yet.

"Spiritual spring water?"

Yao Bei rubbed his temple vigorously, this was really beyond his cognition.

However, there is one thing he knows better, Wenwen probably wants him to remove the restraint of the space, so that she can take out the spiritual spring water from the space.

Yao Bei hesitated for a moment.

If he was one meter away from Zhou Wenwen, the ability's ability to restrain the space would become weaker.

The time and space within one meter around him is under his control.

If Zhou Wenwen suddenly entered the space, he really had no other way to find Wenwen again.

"Don't worry, I'm already like this, I won't run away."

Zhou Wenwen pointed at his own neck and opened his mouth quietly.

The bandages were soaked in red blood.

It looks a bit unsightly.

"Success, you take the spirit spring water!"

Yao Bei moved towards the car door irritably, slightly lifting some restrictions.

The dagger was still pointed at Zhou Wenwen from a distance.

Zhou Wenwen tried, and was barely able to take things out of the space, but couldn't enter the space.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket.

　　


(End of this chapter)