Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

The surgery took much longer than expected. Fourteen hours later, Zhuang Xuteng was pushed out of the operating room. At this time, he was still in an uncertain coma. The problem with the length of the surgery was mainly due to Zhuang Xuteng's excessively hard ribs, which once made Dr. Jiang Pazu think that they were some unknown new alloy implants. It took him several times longer to remove and install the lungs, and he was in the same predicament when it came to redundant hearts.

In contrast, moving the previously installed lung toxin control and filtration implants was less difficult.

"Keep an eye on him and call me as soon as he wakes up. If he doesn't wake up within four hours, he will definitely wake me up." Dr. Jiang Pazu said to the nurse: "Cancel the surgery for me this afternoon. I will wait for another day." Get it done as soon as possible. I have to go to sleep now, this surgery is so exhausting."

With the help of his assistant, he took off his protective clothing and walked out of the operating area. He saw a black man sitting at the door who had just woken up. "Why are you still here? Haven't you left? Have you been here all this time? This is not a rescue center, and I can't let you spend the night for free!"

The corners of Mike's eyes trembled, his expression slightly embarrassed. He used to be a respected detective in the PCPD. Even though some of his superiors didn't like him, his partners, subordinates, trainees, and citizens all had a very good attitude towards him, and they would never speak coldly to him. When he arrived at the riot control unit, his companions gave him friendship and care, and he also gained a sense of pride from being feared by his opponents, and his overall mood was also very good. But now, he has become a fugitive, living under the shelter of others, living in precarious conditions, and being despised by others.

"I'm waiting for Scarecrow and Brother Dao. I'll leave as soon as I see them. What time is it now? How long have I been waiting? Did I miss it?"

"The operation has just been completed and he hasn't woken up yet. Brother Dao pushed him to the ward. Don't go in. I'll give you a message." Dr. Jiang Pazu turned around and walked back, saying as he walked: "I told Brother Dao that you still If he can't come out to see you here, I won't be responsible."

After a while, Ge Gongdao appeared. He stood at the door of the room and motioned for Mike to stay away. "Disinfection is too troublesome. Let's keep our distance like this first so that I can go back and keep an eye on Naike as soon as possible. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."

“I agreed to Neck’s invitation and I would work for him and learn from him,” Mike said.

"Well, I understand. I agreed for him, no problem. You go to the moat, I will call the front desk and ask him to take care of you, take you to wash well, eat, drink and sleep well, and then I will take care of it for you. It’s a mobile phone for work. Just wait for the call, I’ll go back to the ward.”

After Ge Gongdao finished speaking, he didn't wait for a reply. He closed the door to the ward and left, leaving the microphone outside. Logically speaking, this was impolite. However, Mike noticed that Ge Gongdao had always been anxious, his brows were always tense, and he could not help but look behind him, obviously worried about his brother who was in the ward. Mike guessed that the Scarecrow wasn't in very good condition and something might have gone wrong since the surgery took so long. Alas, I don’t know if it will be okay or when it will be okay. Will the thing I just promised actually end up with no results?

Shaking my head, I couldn't get rid of the pain of not being able to control my destiny; I clenched my fists, but I couldn't find anyone to fight against and hit hard. Mike stared at the closed door in silence. After a while, he gently knocked the soles of his shoes and turned to leave. "It's good to get some food and take a shower first. It's better than sleeping in the hospital corridor."

Zhuang Xuteng's condition is indeed not good. There are some problems with his heart beating, and his blood oxygen index has been unstable, often dropping to around 80 for no apparent reason. He seemed to be very uncomfortable with the newly installed implant, did not want to cooperate with the work, and showed signs of rejection.

But I have taken all the anti-rejection drugs, so logically this should not happen. Because the health monitoring system raised an alarm, the nurse urgently called Dr. Jiang Pazu who was sleeping. After examination, he concluded that Zhuang Xuteng's condition was not optimistic, and there was no room for medication. He could only see if he was lucky.

"What's going on?" Ge Gongdao asked.

"The good news is that he does not have Ranchi syndrome, which is not caused by the burden of shadow; the bad news is that he may be rejecting, and the anti-rejection drugs are extremely ineffective. It stands to reason that he has installed so many implants, and it is not necessary at all. Maybe I have a body that is sensitive to rejection, so why can’t it work this time? The implants used this time all meet medical safety standards and have been treated for rejection, so they are least likely to cause rejection reactions..."

Ge Gongdao asked worriedly: "What might happen next?"

"Let me tell you the worst-case scenario: coma, decreased blood oxygen, fever, then increased heart rate, rapid heart and brain wear and tear, and finally the person dies."

Ge Gongdao thought for a while and said: "Since his life is in danger, then find a way to wake him up immediately. Stop the anesthesia and the pain relief, so that he can feel his body normally."

"It will hurt him to death. Even if it doesn't hurt and he passes out, the pain will create mental panic and boost the rejection effect."

"No, no, I believe him." Gongdao explained: "In order to prevent danger, he once performed implant surgery completely awake without using any anesthesia, and upgraded his legs and internal organs. Anti-virus suit. I don't know how to operate these devices, but you have to listen to me and wake him up."

Although he did not believe that anyone could undergo implant surgery while awake, Dr. Jiang Pazu had heard that Scarecrow and Brother Dao had a very good relationship, so he believed it for the time being. He operated the equipment himself, turned off the pain relief and anesthesia equipment, and gave Zhuang Xuteng a shot of "awakening potion."

The effect of the medicine appears within five seconds after entering it. Zhuang Xuteng's eyelids trembled and his brows furrowed for a moment, as if to indicate that he was going to wake up immediately, but he changed back to his original state the next second, which would be difficult to spot if you didn't keep staring.

"You're still in the hospital, on the bed. The injection woke you up." As expected of Ge Gongdao, who knew Zhuang Xuteng very well, he said, "Just speak out if it hurts. There's no need to endure it all the time."

"It's not painful yet, but I'm very thirsty. Get me some water." Zhuang Xuteng opened his eyelids and moved his eyes up and down, left and right. "What are you doing here? Are there any problems with the operation?"

"Rejection, your..." Dr. Jiang Pazu stopped mid-sentence. He looked at the physical sign monitor beside the bed in surprise and found that heartbeat, respiration, blood oxygen and other indicators had stabilized, as if all The problem was solved in just one waking moment. "Are you fitted with some kind of damage control implant that I don't know about? One that only regulates your body when you're awake?"

"I don't know what you are talking about. I definitely don't have that kind of thing." Zhuang Xuteng motioned to Brother Dao to raise the bed. He wanted to sit up so that he could be more comfortable. After putting another pillow behind his back, Zhuang Xuteng basically sat up straight. He took off his oxygen mask, placed his hand on his right chest, applied gentle pressure and felt the force feedback.

"It's okay. I probably understand what's going on." Zhuang Xuteng smiled slightly and said, "I cut off half of my lungs after anesthesia and installed other implants. This was considered a serious injury by my body. It wanted to Take the time to recover and think of this new part of the implant as the culprit of the damage. Now that it's better, your body will begin to accept and adapt, and the situation will stabilize."

Dr. Jiang Pazu held his head and said that his medical common sense was challenged. "Anyway, it's a good thing that your vital signs have stabilized. Continue to rest and observe. Also, don't you feel any pain?"

"It hurts, it hurts very much, it's very uncomfortable." Zhuang Xuteng said.

"Then why did you laugh just now?" Dr. Jiang Pazu asked: "I think your smile just now was very real, and I couldn't tell that you were in any pain."

"Sorry, that smile was an act. I controlled my expression." Zhuang Xuteng said: "When I first woke up, I forgot where I was, what I was doing, and whether the surroundings were safe. I controlled my movements and expressions to Disguising and covering up one's true state. Patients should not do this to doctors, as it may lead to misdiagnosis, so I'm sorry."

"You really don't need painkillers?" the doctor asked, "Safe blue products are also useful, okay..."

"No, just keep it like this. I can hold it back - pain is the price of life. It can help me get familiar with body changes faster." Zhuang Xuteng paused for a moment and said, "But I really need you to take a look at my ears. : I heard some background noise, possibly an issue with the implant."

After inspection, there is no need to worry about the background noise in the newly installed enhanced hearing ears. It is a normal phenomenon of neural recoupling and will disappear in a few hours. Zhuang Xuteng woke up too early and heard temporary noises that other operators would not be aware of.

Seeing that Zhuang Xuteng had indeed stabilized, Ge Gongdao gave a thumbs up, praising him for his prompt decision. After the doctors and nurses left, Brother Dao said, "Is it a problem with martial arts? Your body is trying to grow the lost organs, so is it affecting the new implant?"

"Yes, that's the reason. Look, it seems that the higher the level of (dormant) martial arts, the more I have to be awake for surgery. Uh... I suddenly feel a little pitiful." Zhuang Xuteng smiled bitterly and said, "Fortunately, it's short. There will be no need for surgery within a short period of time, and it is even possible that these implants will be installed for the rest of your life and will never move again.”

Ge Gongdao nodded and said: "You have installed a lot of implants, so you should be more careful. You know more about Yingcong Side Effect Syndrome than I do, so I won't talk nonsense. Well... two ears have been replaced, and both eyes have been replaced. One was replaced, half of both lungs were replaced, the stomach was also replaced, and both legs and arms were operated on..."

"What do you want to say?"

"I was wondering what parts of your body you have left without replacing one. Kidneys and eggs!"

"Get out!" Zhuang Xuteng cursed, and then said: "Don't look at me lying on the bed now, I can still deal with you!"

"Okay, I know you are great! Haha!" Ge Gongdao waved his hand and said: "You can rest, I won't mess with you anymore. If you need anything, just ask and I will do it for you. By the way, do you want to call me Mo Gan?" Na come here?"

"No, I asked her to wait at home. Ah, you think I didn't tell her? How is that possible! I just sent her a text message to report that she is safe - I have an antenna here." Zhuang Xuteng pointed to his forehead .

"It's good to know the news. I thought you two had a conflict, so you dragged me to accompany you for the operation."

"Don't let the PCPD get involved in the sale of stolen goods, right? And you also need to install the implant, and I have to watch over it. One less person knows, which is safer, after all, it involves such dangerous things. Brother Dao, Find a time to ask Dr. Jiang to put on the exoskeleton and show it to me."

"Okay, I'll remember it! You can rest peacefully now. I think Dr. Jiang is also very tired. He also needs to rest. We are not in a hurry about the exoskeleton."

Zhuang Xuteng nodded, then closed his eyes and focused on using the dormant martial arts. Since the ward is located in a giant apartment complex where tens of thousands of people live, the sensory tentacles can find people who can help Zhuang Xuteng bear the harm at any time. Each person only needs to bear a small part that has no obvious impact on the body. When everyone gathers, Zhuang Xuteng can recover quickly.

Wherever the tentacles of perception go, that's where Zhuang Xuteng's perception goes, which allows him to understand the living conditions of various people. He allocates the intensity of damage transfer according to his own standards. For example, if some people look gentle and pleasing to the eye, they will not be disturbed; if he sees those who are vicious and rely heavily on safety blue, it will be unreasonable not to give it to them.

Of course, there are also social and public work points in the building. More than two hundred work chairs with helmets attached were lined up tightly in the room, and the chairs were filled with people. At present, each person can only work for a maximum of 8 hours, but people will come down to rest, the equipment will not work, and there are always people queuing outside the room. From the conversation of the staff responsible for distributing safety blue and wiping and maintaining equipment at the work point, we learned that this work point is full every day, with a workload of nearly 700 standard people, but the demand for the entire building is at least 3,000 to four thousand. New work sites are being planned, but will need to be queued. Nowadays, there is also a huge demand for jobs outside.

As a new social phenomenon, this kind of work point is spreading at a speed comparable to that of a virus. Every day, teams of trucks bring new equipment from other places, and local factories are also working frantically to at least take orders for chairs and work station decoration. Those who work on the assembly line in factories, those who decorate stores, and those who carry out transportation beside trucks are all execution puppets. They work hard to create more brain interfaces so that more execution puppets can work better.

As long as your brain is still functioning, you can use these work points to exchange time for money. Zhuang Xuteng found a drug addict at the work station of the building. Using blue savage and using safe blue will have different effects, and the former's ability to destroy the human body is still much stronger. Zhuang Xuteng looked at the past from the perspective of a necromancer. The man was entangled in resentment, and he was not far from death, both mentally and physically. At the same time, he was also affected by withdrawal reactions, which could not be alleviated even with additional use of safety blue.

Zhuang Xuteng judged that he had at most one or two days left to live, and according to the timer on the chair, he would have to get off the plane in half an hour. During the promotion period of social public work points, in order to promote their safety, there will be additional compensation for anyone who dies or is injured during use. From a financial perspective, it would be in the guy's best interest to die in his chair.

Therefore, Zhuang Xuteng gave him a vigorous irrigation based on the principle of maximizing utilization.