Black Technology Monopoly (The Black Tech Monopoly Corporation)

"Sorry, maybe it's not fair to you, but in the future, I will give you freedom and compensation." Looking at the three unconscious people in front of him, Zhang Heng said in a low voice.

The next moment, he took out three translucent films the size of fingernails from his clothes. If he looked closely, he could see that there were complex integrated circuit devices on the films. Zhang Heng flicked his fingers, and the three membranes were ready to fly into the long-prepared disinfectant as if they had grown eyes.

Next, Zhang Heng took off Thompson's chemical protective suit, injected anesthesia for general anesthesia, then fixed it on the seat with the robotic arm, and finally fixed the opponent's head.

If Joshua and the others were here, it is estimated that they would immediately understand that what Zhang Heng did at this time was exactly the same as the brain transplant operation seen in the video, and the instrument with dozens of tiny robotic arms hanging upside down, It's an automated surgical device!

This set of equipment was assembled by Zhang Heng after dismantling the sleeping chamber and then following Julian's guidance. It is so precise that it can even repair connections between cranial nerves. And those three thin films are one of the high-tech materials brought out from the Alien Plane—the brain-controlling biochip.

This biochip was developed by the biology department of Wieland Tanggu Company, and its ultimate purpose is to control human and extraterrestrial life. The chip is made of a biomimetic plastic that does not need to destroy the structure of the brain. It only needs to be pasted on the inner side of the meninges to provide energy by absorbing micronutrients in the blood.

When the host wants to make a certain action, the electrodes on the chip will quickly receive nerve impulse signals, analyze the brain nerve movement through data processing technology, and decipher people's thoughts to achieve the purpose of controlling the host's behavior.

However, this chip cannot actively control the consciousness of the human host due to technical reasons. If you want to control the behavior of the host, you can only preset certain values ​​in the chip in advance - for example, on a certain day in a certain year, the host must complete certain Work. Or once the host wants to say something, the chip will emit a weak current, stimulating the cerebral cortex, preventing it from continuing to speak, and so on.

Because it uses bionic materials and is ultra-thin and lightweight, it is difficult to detect the existence of the chip even by human detection methods such as nuclear magnetic resonance and CT.

Moreover, the chip also has a self-destruction function. Once the chip receives a certain signal, it can start the self-destruction program, overload the circuit, and generate a high temperature of more than 300 degrees, which will cause damage to the host's brain and death.

With this biochip, Zhang Heng can completely trust the technology in his hands to these scientists. Otherwise, once their own technology is leaked in the future, what's the point of killing these leakers? He is still facing the fate of being a world-wide enemy.

After fixing Thompson, Zhang Heng walked to the back of the surgical equipment and turned on the instrument. Immediately, several robotic arms began to move. They pulled out a scanning light and scanned Thompson's white-haired head in a circle. Then it began to automatically shave off the hair on the back of Thompson's head, precisely and quickly.

In just a few seconds, Thompson lost a large piece of hair in the back of his head, while the other robotic arm wiped it with a sterile cotton ball. After doing all this, the instrument scans again, and after confirming that the position is accurate, the other robotic arms stretch out. These robotic arms are loaded with tiny laser transmitters. The dark blue laser lightly strokes, and suddenly The position of the back of Thompson's head drew a perfect circle the size of a fingernail,

Then, the other mechanical arm stretched out, sucked the circular area and pumped it slightly. Immediately, the epidermis and the skull were pulled out, revealing bright red flesh and pale bone stubble, and the deepest half Transparent brain meninges.

Then, the other robotic arm took out a biochip as thin as a cicada's wing from the disinfectant, penetrated straight from the wound, and penetrated into the meninges layer, but it was implanted in a few seconds, and then the others had already been prepared. The robotic arm began to inject wound adhesive glue into the wound,

And reset the cut bone back.

This wound adhesive glue uses a nano-medicine, which not only adheres very firmly, but also has the function of anti-inflammatory and sterilization to accelerate wound healing, which can accelerate the healing speed of wounds that can take dozens of days to heal ten times, even if Injuries that damage the bones can also heal within two or three days.

This kind of chip implantation is countless times simpler than brain replacement surgery, and it does not even need to use life-saving equipment. It takes only three minutes before and after, and it will be completely over. In two days at most, the wounds of these people will heal, and then Can't see the slightest trace.

According to the same process, ten minutes later, Zhao Qing and Nanye Xiuyi were also implanted with biochips. At this point, Zhang Heng dared to use the three people with confidence and let them become the first core strength of his company.

...

The smell of disinfectant water unique to the laboratory permeated the air, dry and cold, making people's throats aching.

Thompson opened his eyes subconsciously, the fluorescent lights on the metal-colored ceiling were dazzling, and he turned his head, only to find himself lying in the lounge.

Sitting up while leaning on the bed, Thompson only felt drowsy in his mind, and subconsciously patted his head, only to see the water that had been prepared on the side, and after drinking it quickly, he felt better.

At this time, he discovered that there were two other colleagues lying on the bed not far from him. At this time, with the movement of his getting up, the two also woke up together, watching each other in confusion.

"Everyone, you are finally awake." The voice of the young boss came from the broadcast in the lounge, "I know that the three of you have a lot of doubts now, but you will get the answers soon. Now, please enjoy your own first. Let's have lunch."

After the other party said it, Thompson felt extremely hungry in his stomach, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time. He turned his eyes to the dining table to the side, and saw that there were various fruits and breads, as well as shelf-stable foods such as dairy products, on the table.

The three of them didn't speak, they just sat silently at the dining table and swallowed.

"Three days."

Suddenly, the Chinese man Zhao Qing bit the sausage and opened his mouth while eating.

"What?" Thompson looked at each other inexplicably.

"Time." Zhao Qing raised his wrist, only to see a mechanical watch on his wrist, which could display the date function in addition to the time.

Thompson pushed his glasses and took a closer look, only to be surprised to find that he had been in a coma for three whole days!

"Bradycardia, headache, nausea and vomiting are the sequelae and side effects of intravenous propofol anesthesia." Shuichi Minano said silently, "In the past three days, we have been injected with propofol. There are other anesthetics..."

"We need an explanation." Thompson's face also became solemn, and he was inexplicably comatose for three days, and no one would be happy.

"This is just a subconscious test." At this moment, Zhang Heng's voice came on the radio again, "Because the company needs 100% loyal employees to carry out highly confidential experimental projects, so we have to make this decision. I hope you all Haihan."

"Subliminal test?" Thompson frowned. "I never knew any subconscious test required general anesthesia."

"This test is to detect your brain waves after you are in a coma. It is like hypnosis and asks you various questions. In this coma state, the brain's inhibitory mechanism will completely fail, so you can only tell the truth." The voice in Zhong continued, "If you don't believe me, feel the back of your head, is there a piece of hair that has been shaved off? That's a device that attaches a detector to the back of your head to detect brain waves."

The three of them subconsciously touched the back of their heads, and sure enough, there was a large chunk of hair missing there.

"Why didn't you tell us ahead of time?" Thompson asked suspiciously.

"Because once you tell you in advance, you will be vigilant, and there will be errors when testing. Well, please don't continue to struggle with this issue. In order to express our apology, each of you will receive a reward. Millions of dollars in compensation."

Thompson frowned immediately. Although he wanted to pursue it, when he wanted to get angry, there seemed to be something in his heart that was preventing him from doing so, and even his anger was suppressed.

"I accept."

"I accept it too."

What surprised Thompson even more was that the two of them did not hesitate to agree to the other party's compensation, and they were as neat as if they knew it earlier.

"Where's Mr. Thompson?" the damned voice asked again.

"I... accept." Thompson sighed secretly, it seemed that he was really old, as if he suddenly lost the edge of his youth, even if the other party did such an excessive thing, would he only compromise? ...

It's as if you're not yourself anymore.

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