I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

When Chen Feng just rushed to the mobile scientific research space station in District 7, the energy of the Shadow Battle Armor just ran out.

Ou Qinglan is standing sadly in the hall behind the access hatch.

Although she is the Institute Head, but biomedicine is not her best major, and she can't help much in it.

The medical staff and bioscience workers in the treatment room are very busy.

The facilities and equipment and related technical personnel in the mobile scientific research space station are very complete.

Academy's medical centers, biological centers and genetic research institutions all sent top professionals to come.

At the same time, a high-strength quantum network communication is maintained between the space station and the Mercury polyhedron giant ship.

Under the protection of multiple methods, the medical capabilities of the space station are not lost to the Mercury giant ship.

Chen Feng didn't say much to Ou Qinglan, opened the Battle Armor and jumped out and went straight to the treatment room.

Someone else went and took out the box with Lin Bu's head. Chen Feng didn't care about this for now.

Almost 300 seconds have passed since Freders injected the life-sustaining agent, and there is not much time left for Chen Feng.

In the treatment room, Freders is dying on his back in the treatment chair.

Countless nanoscale microbiological material tubes spread out from under the treatment chair, drilled into the capillaries, penetrated Freders’ skin, and replaced the functions of his blood vessels and lymph vessels.

There is another fiber bundle that looks very similar to the core material of the SmartBrain, which is pierced from the back of Freders’ neck and directly connected to his brain.

Several silver threads hang on the top of Xiaofu's head, and his face is covered with dark spots after another, cheekbones are prominent, and his skin is dull and black and lacks luster.

He looked very dry, like a cotton quilt without water.

If Chen Feng hadn't known that he was a few years younger than himself, at first glance, he would have regarded him as a 300-year-old dying elder.

The medical staff and Chen Feng briefly talked about the situation of Xiaofu.

Twenty-seven seconds ago, Xiaofu was still conscious, and he could even open his eyes and blink, but now he has fallen into a deep coma.

His heartbeat has completely stalled, and the circulation in his body has completely collapsed.

The mitochondria in his cells have collapsed on a large scale and no longer produce adenosine triphosphate.

At this time, all the cells that supply energy to Xiaofu's body have been replaced with biomaterial tubes.

If Xiaofu’s brain can be maintained, the bionic technology micro-robot can replace the functions of red blood cells, white blood cells and other mobile cells, and continuously provide synthetic nutrients, so that he can maintain his consciousness as much as possible.

But the problem is that Xiaofu's brain genes are also rapidly collapsing, and neuronal cells are disintegrating one by one. Even if life sustaining agents are barely hanging, they are already covered in water.

“In addition to the life-sustaining pipe network system, there are as many as 5 billion ultra-nano micro-robots in the Frederic Academician. We have built a complete bionic cycle system in the Academician’s body, but None of our means can reverse the process of his life reaching the end."

Chen Feng only thought about 0.1 seconds before reaching out his right hand, "Extract serum from my body and inject it by him. In my body There is also a resuscitation factor like Lin Bu. Try it."

In fact, Freds has a resuscitation factor in his body. Chen Feng has given him injections before. This is how Xiaofu can absorb the people of Grasse. The core reason.

Now Chen Feng's reapplication of the old technique is nothing more than a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Try it tentatively, it's better than doing nothing.

The scientific researchers moved quickly. After only more than 30 seconds, Chen Feng serum containing a large number of resuscitation factors began to be poured into Xiaofu's body along the bionic pipeline.

Xiaofu's reaction was quick, and after only five seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes.

His muddy eyes looked around aimlessly, then noticed Chen Feng and quickly focused.

The eyeballs, which were still like polluted muddy water, quickly became piercing.

Freders did not open his mouth, but Chen Feng’s personal assistance system rang out.

"Brother, are you back?"

Chen Feng nodded, "en."

While speaking, Chen Feng glanced to the side of the detection instrument.

After getting the new resuscitation factor reinforcement, the collapse speed of Freders neuron cells slowed down a bit, but it did not stop completely.

Trying has a certain effect, but it only allows Xiaofu to hold on for a while.

Chen Feng's lips trembled. He wanted to say something like "Don't die, Xiaofu, you haven't finished your work yet".

But when the words came to his throat, he felt that it was meaningless to say anything. Birth, aging, sickness and death are both destiny and the laws of the universe.

For a hundred years of mutual dependence, there will be a difference. Xiaofu had been dying a hundred years ago, and if he lived another hundred years, there was nothing to complain about.

But in this century, Xiaofu was always busy and at work, and never had an instant rest. It is not an exaggeration to say striving to the utmost after death.

Perhaps in the eyes of many hedonistic people in the 21st century, living like Xiaofu may not be considered a real life. It can only be said that people know themselves when they drink water.

It is both a blessing and a misfortune for Xiaofu to have a hundred years of lifespan.

Chen Feng has mixed feelings, and I don't know how to make a conclusion.

When Chen Feng was silent, Xiaofu spoke up first.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I have to break my promise, I have to go first."

His expression has not changed from beginning to end, but his tone of voice is swaying. The loss and regret of not going.

Chen Feng shook the head, "You didn’t do anything wrong, don’t apologize."

"Brother, don’t comfort me. I know the work is not finished yet. I want to thank you Ergai died with regret."

Chen Feng sat down next to him, the blood pump still attached to both of his hands wrists.

Blood blood is being quickly drawn out of his blood vessels, and the serum analyzer next to him is quickly separating the serum and injecting it into Freders' body.

"It’s okay, enough, you’ve done enough. Death is not terrifying, everyone will die, every war has countless people sacrificed, you don’t have to die and be full of regrets. "

Chen Feng forcibly relieved.

Freders’ head suddenly shook, as if shaking his head, “I understand the truth, but I can’t do it. Brother, my past lives, past lives, each of my lives, Spent in the infinite worship of you. Before I have mastered the language and my cognition of everything is in chaos, there is only a single thought in my mind to continue the unfinished business you left Sergey."

"Compared to countless Sergeys in the past, I am so lucky. I got a record that has never been approached and will never be approached again, an uncopyable life. I can even be with you Travel the universe and fight together for a common major event. During this century, I have fulfilled my and Sergey's promises in spare no effort every day."

"Brother, you certainly don't know, in fact, I'm stunned every day. I'm stunned that I can fight for the greatest cause in human history. I am not fighting as a clone of Sergey, but as a philosopher. I don’t care how others comment, but I know that in your heart, I have completely walked out of Sergey’s shadow and lived a life that belongs to Freders, right?"

Finally, Xiaofu has an expression on his face.

The corners of his mouth bend slightly, revealing a shy smile that seems to be absent.

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, you are you, Sergey is Sergey."

Xiaofu un'ed, "Then I will have no regrets. I I believe that in the unknown future, when human beings can really fly freely in the universe and become an eternal civilization, some people will remember that in this era, a man named Freders Sergey used to interact with the sage Chen Feng has struggled together."

Chen Feng: "I will write these things down."

"en. Brother, goodbye..."

Freders' eyes closed again.

The surface layer of his skin began to permeate a gel like grease, which is the "corpse" of the Grasse.

After a hundred years of fusion, the Grasses, whose consciousness had been swallowed and occupied by Freds, could finally die well.

In the surveillance, the mist that represents the stream of consciousness of Freders is as indefinite as a heartbeat.

Every time the light flashes, it will become a little darker.

There is a huge flow of quantum information overflowing out of thin air in the room.

It’s not that the equipment is faulty, Xiaofu’s brain is the source of this information.

Ou Qinglan stood behind Chen Feng silently, "Sorrow and change."

"en."

"Are you sad?"

Chen Feng did not answer her, but looked at Freders with empty eyes, as if wandering away.

Sad?

It's a little bit, but Chen Feng has become accustomed to this feeling of losing this and that again.

As a savior who has been defeated eight times, Chen Feng has too many "lost" experiences.

His tolerance for pain is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Ou Qinglan thought he was overwhelmed with grief, but she didn't know that the more critical he got, the more vivid his mind became.

At this moment, Chen Feng is desperately trying to find a way.

He said to himself blindly and confidently that since Xiaofu could be saved for the first time a hundred years ago, he can now save it for the second time.

As long as I want to do something, as long as it has a probability of one in a billion, I must do it.

As long as Xiaofu himself does not really want to die, Chen Feng does not want him to die.

You haven't finished your work!

Don’t think about it!

Xiaofu can no longer transmit any information to the outside world. The quantum storm that composes his thinking is like a candle swaying and struggling in the wind.

The medical staff next to him wiped a tear and said to Chen Feng: "Master Sage, the stream of consciousness of Freders Academician..."

"What's wrong?"

"He is fighting against the expanding forces of the universe. He...he actually doesn't want to die. His will to survive is very strong."

Chen Feng: "I know, I know."

He was talking in his mouth, but in his heart he was exhausting his thoughts. He went to Qiongbi and went to Yellow Springs to find a way.

The huge amount of information is like boiling water in his mind, and the stream of information is refined by him little by little.

People of Grasse.

Quantum life.

Media layer network.

Sergey's obsession.

Because of Innate's genetic defect, the language center is disabled, and Freders can't speak.

"Song of the Outside World".

Blank.

The deep nerve link cluster tube penetrated from the back of Freders’ neck.

"Play "Song of the Outside World" directly in Flanders' brain! At the same time, perform deep memory reading!"

Chen Feng suddenly issued an order.