The fairy cultivator sets up a fortune-telling stall in a horror game

"You are too pessimistic!" The man was a little irritated and explained again: "You know, the technology itself is not wrong, it is human beings who are wrong! We just want to develop this technology so that more human beings can It’s just a technology!”

"What kind of technology requires implanting a control chip in the human brain?" Turbine suddenly stood up and repelled: "Have you ever thought about the world after people are controlled by chips? As a human being, even basic body self-control Without abilities, are we still complete human beings?”

"Why are you not a complete human being?" The man was also angry: "I have said that this technology is to make soldiers obey orders more and improve the efficiency and accuracy of issuing orders. This is very important for the overall military management ability of the federal planet. It will be an unprecedented strengthening!"

"Okay, then let me ask you," Turbine looked at him steadily: "How can you guarantee that this technology will not be used by interested people and extended to ordinary people?"

The man was speechless: "Do you know how much the implementation cost of this technology is? Even if we spend all the financial resources of the entire federal empire, it will be difficult to promote this technology on all soldiers. What ordinary people are you talking about to me?"

Turbine felt that it was so difficult for him to communicate for the first time. She took a deep breath: "I mean, if this technology is used by thoughtful businessmen, or by people from other planets, or even by criminals from our planet, Controlling the brains of dukes and generals, do you know how serious the consequences this matter will have?"

The irritability on the man's face became more and more obvious: "Why do you always like to think about things so pessimistically? Is that something we need to take care of? The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility a person has! Things from above have their own problems Let the superiors take care of it. We are engaged in academic and experimental research. We should do our own experimental work safely, isn't it enough?! This matter is obviously very simple, why do you want to make it so complicated?!"

The man spoke so excitedly that he couldn't help but push Turbine down on the sofa, with an irritated and harsh expression on his face.

For a moment, Turbine even felt that the person in front of him was completely different from the original elegant person.

After moving his hands, the man seemed to be stunned, looking at his hands in disbelief.

The room fell silent.

The man collapsed beside the coffee table in frustration: "Sorry... I don't know what I'm doing."

The scene is set in a dark living room.

The fog is everywhere, and the fantasy world has taken on new changes.

Turbine's head was shaved and tied to the operating table.

She struggled violently, her face full of despair and madness.

"Let me go! Let me go! I won't participate in the experiment! You can't do this! This is illegal!"

The doctor in a white coat was wrapped tightly, and his eyes were full of indifference: "Your husband has signed it. This is legal. Please don't move."

A look of guilt flashed across the face of the man in a white coat and mask next to him.

The nurse next to her forced a plastic mask onto her face.

She inhaled the atomized anesthetic.

After a moment, Turbine stared at her husband next to her and closed her eyes in despair.

On the operating table, her brain was opened and the chip was implanted.

Next to it are various instruments that record data.

As the operation continued to progress, the man kept recording data and observing the condition of the turbine.

Suddenly, all the green data on the machine turned red, and the alarm made a sharp buzzing sound.

"Not good! Her data is unstable!"

"Quick! Increase the dose of anesthesia!"

"But Director Zhang, excessive anesthesia will affect her brain..."

"This is impossible! This is impossible! Her genetic sequence is being rewritten! Her mental power level has been raised from C to B. What kind of monster is this?"

"Kill her!"

The man's scalpel was aimed at her heart and stabbed.

With a "puff" sound, the sharp knife pierced the heart.

Turbo opened his eyes suddenly and met her husband's stern and frightened eyes.

The man looked at her in horror, fearing that she would suddenly take action. He took advantage of the anesthesia on her body to wear off and stabbed her several more times. There were continuous "puff" sounds, and the sharp knife pierced her heart one after another.

Turbine's eyes widened, veins popped up on his forehead due to pain, and his whole body was covered in sweat.

The man became even more panicked when he saw that she hadn't lost consciousness yet.

The genetic sequence is constantly being reorganized, and the turbine's combat value is constantly rising.

The man finally couldn't help but trembled with fear and sweated profusely.

The surrounding instruments suddenly exploded one after another, and the circuits short-circuited.

The man shivered in fright, and the sudden burst of survival instinct made him feel fierce for no reason.

Turbine's hand suddenly grabbed the bed rail next to him.

The man clenched the scalpel in his hand in horror and stabbed her brain.

"Ah!!" Turbine screamed.

Seeing that it was effective, the man laughed ferociously, wiped off the blood on his right hand, held the scalpel a little tighter, and made a few more cuts.

Turbine suddenly stretched out his hand and strangled the man's neck.

The doctors and nurses around were so frightened that they turned and fled.

Turbine expressionlessly used his other hand to pull out the tube on his body, and then pulled out the scalpel on his head in front of the man's horrified eyes.

The man's face turned red as he was pinched, and he kept struggling.

Turbine stared at him sinisterly, "Which operating room are my parents in?"

"He...they..." The guilty look on the man's face became even worse.

Turbine blinked, pinched his neck, pressed him against the wall, held the scalpel in his other hand, and stabbed it into his body: "Say! Where are they? You sell them Which experimental hospital did you go to?!"

The man's face was twisted in pain, and his neck was strangled again, so he couldn't scream at all.

His hands and feet couldn't help but twitch, trying to escape.

Turbine was not relieved and stabbed him several more times: "Say it! Just say it!"

Looking at her look, the man knew that he would definitely not survive today. He suddenly laughed ferociously: "They...because of your stupid trust in me...have died on the operating table!"

"You deserve to die!" Turbine went completely crazy, frantically striking at the man's body.

The man's body gradually turned into a bloody mess, and even some fine pieces of flesh were brought out during the thrusting.

He had no vital signs, only his body was twitching mechanically.

Soon someone came with security outside.

Turbine pushed open the operating room door and walked out slowly.

The people outside held their guns in horror and pointed them in the direction of the turbine: "Don't move! Get down!"

Turbine ignored them and continued to move forward mechanically.

"I told you to stop moving! Don't come any closer! Didn't you hear me?"

There were a few "bang" sounds, and Turbine was hit by a bullet from the machine gun.

She looked expressionlessly at the medical staff and researchers hiding behind these security guards.

Many people here are her former colleagues...