Chapter 887 "Scale Man" (VIII)
The dense capsule cabins are like a honeycomb, densely distributed throughout the medical base.
Under the surveillance camera, the scale man, whose condition was still mild, was swallowing medicine and taking injections, while the scale man, whose scales covered most of his body, lay on the hospital bed and was pushed away by the nurse.
The camera panned, and the thick needle involuntarily penetrated the scale man's exposed skin. He or she immediately rolls his or her eyes and loses consciousness. The doctors in white coats standing on both sides of the hospital bed took out sharp tools instead of surgical instruments. The blades penetrated the clusters of hard scales, as if they were slicing chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, peeling off the scales and skin.
The scale man, who was under deep anesthesia, felt nothing, and his body trembled instinctively.
In the close-up on the big screen, several lines of blood snaked down, staining the side of the operating table.
The hands wearing medical gloves were picking through a row of "anaesthesia", "healing" and "scaling" reagent bottles, and the movements of extracting the liquid were skillful and brisk.
The recorder standing in the corner holds a clip in his hand and writes with a pen:
【No. 3-24257】
[Number of scale removals: 14]
[Current physique: weak]
[Scale regeneration speed: slow]
[Estimated number of remaining scale removals: 2]
[Processing result: Increase usage, transfer data to ***]
The scale man, whose whole body was wrapped in white bandages like a mummy, was pushed out, and the next one was pushed in.
There was an opening in the wall of the "operating room", and the conveyor belt ran straight along the wall and penetrated the entire room. Scales dripping with blood were thrown onto the conveyor belt, and more and more scales piled up like a mountain.
The camera zoomed out, and countless conveyor belts arrived at the central area of the base. Layers of scales poured out from the entrance of the transmission tunnel and fell into the huge transparent box, like an avalanche.
When the height of the accumulated scales exceeds the standard line engraved on the side, the transparent box is automatically sealed and continues to be transported to the next place.
The surrounding colors gradually changed from pale white and light green to warm colors. The reactor, which was more than three times larger than the transparent box, was "rumbling" and dozens of researchers were busy nearby.
Crash--
Thousands of scales with drops of flesh and blood poured down from the transparent box, like sand in an hourglass, filling the reactor by two-thirds.
The scene moved on. Not far away, men and women in nurse uniforms were pushing the mobile hospital bed forward. On the hospital bed were rows of invisible objects. Their densely packed scales completely covered their skinny bodies, like a Pile of misshapen sea urchins. There are so many that you can’t even see them at a glance.
The sea urchins were moved onto the moving crawler tracks, transported to the end, and fell limply into the incinerator, which was slightly smaller than the reactor but still felt full of pressure.
Buzz-buzz-
The incinerator was running at high speed like a washing machine, and the sea urchins soon disappeared. After a while, there was a "bang!", like the moment popcorn came out of the oven. The incinerator slowly became quiet, and a pile of small hills appeared. Powder rustled down from the bottom, shimmering with crystal light.
Didi didi——
The electronic screen displays the data.
[Today’s 6th batch of ash has been weighed]
[Total: 240kg]
The pile of ash was sealed into transparent boxes and continued to be transported.
The color tone of the picture changes from warm to cold. In the spacious and bright hall with simple decoration, tall wall-mounted bookcases are erected in rows. Desks, research tables, ergonomic chairs and electronic newspaper racks that can be seen when looking up make the entire space beautiful. It is very comfortable and the air is filled with the smell of "wisdom and knowledge".
There was a slight "啕" in the screening room.
As if a switch had been turned on, gentle coughs erupted from the audience.
Lin Rou and Su Su were breathing erratically, their cheeks were trembling and their eyes were red. Qin Jue still faced the big screen, but his eyes moved to the side.
Aware of this line of sight, Fang Youwen and Yuan Xiao used their whole bodies to interpret what "sitting upright and obediently" means.jpg.
"..."
Qin Jue indifferently withdrew his squinting eyes without saying a word.
The paragraph just now did not take up too long. The picture was artistically processed, using large areas of minimalist lines and geometric color blocks as metaphors. It was not visually bloody, but had a sense of déjà vu like a stream of consciousness dynamic comic. I don’t understand. Some people, such as children, have no idea what the red and white lines symbolizing flesh and blood represent, and may even find them beautiful and magnificent.
However, once you understand it, you will be disgusted from the bottom of your heart, to the extent that you have a nightmare that night.
Especially after such a terrifying truth, the scene shifts to the harmonious and leisurely atmosphere of the scientific research hall. The strong contrast and cruel contrast between before and after are even more horrifying. Unconscious goose bumps are considered a minor reaction, like the one just now. Feeling queasy is common.
A sweet prompt sounded, and the translucent elevator door opened to both sides. Yan Bing, still wearing the decent suit, appeared from it and walked over, his footsteps soft and steady.
The camera moved along with Yan Bing's movement, passing various scientific research facilities, passing large bookcases filled with books and information, and passing those exquisite newspaper racks.
"Warm congratulations to Mr. Yan Bing for discovering new energy sources"
"Mobility greatly enhanced! The fourth generation of mechas is coming soon》
"Yan Bing invests in new freezing technology to support the development of armed forces"
"Consul Yan Bing gave a speech: There may be a major breakthrough in medical measures for scale people"
"[Latest] The Raging Scale Party is coming to an end: the special search and rescue team is indispensable"
The screen floating above the newspaper rack flickered, constantly switching contents. Switch from news to interviews, and from interviews to abstracts.
Yan Bing walked to the huge light screen in the scientific research hall and looked up at the flashing data.
"How's it going?" He asked warmly.
"Reporting to the Archon, the cultivation, acquisition and energy conversion of resources have formed a fixed process."
A researcher with lenses as thick as the bottom of a bottle pushed up his glasses and replied, "The third-generation scale regenerating agent is very effective and greatly reduces the time for scale regeneration. However, the specific clinical manifestations still depend on the individual quality of the scale species. , the skin and flesh of some scale types heal slowly, and the vital signs decline rapidly, and the scales cannot be removed for less than twenty times.”
Yan Bing shook his head: "It doesn't matter, it can also be used if it is blown into ash."
Asked again: "The research and development of infectious agents still failed?"
The researcher nodded regretfully.
"Yes. The reason for becoming a scale species is still a mystery, and the trigger cannot be determined. We have extracted many body fluids, hairs, and acid rain samples collected from the scale species for experiments, but we still cannot guarantee that ordinary humans can be transformed into 100% "For scale species."
Yan Bing pondered: "Strange, could it have nothing to do with the acid rain?"
He sighed softly, but did not blame the researchers. He just said "keep working hard."
Yan Bing glanced at the contents on the newspaper rack and sneered:
"It would be great if the news spread out like this. An infectious disease would come quickly..."
He walked leisurely to the other side of the scientific research hall, slightly raising his head and looking at the incinerator and reactor.
The scales and scale gray were transformed into a huge energy source under the fluorescent blue light. After a series of processes, they were condensed into mecha parts, guns and ice-blue bullets.
Yan Bing looked at them with appreciation, smiling.