The arm regeneration and transplantation of ordinary people is considered a common operation. In a prosperous galaxy like Tianmen Yi, it can be completed by regular large hospitals. However, the cloned and reanimated arms are all standard genetic templates, which are often weaker than the original ones and need to be re-personalized. Only through optimized genetic optimization can we reach the original level.
As a test subject, the reanimation of Chu Jungui's arm is a bit more troublesome, but it is still within the scope of what the hospital can handle as long as someone pays the bill. The hospital doesn't need to figure out what those long, seemingly useless sections of code in Chu Jungui's genes are. It can just clone them as they are. Anyway, if top biological materials are used, the resulting gene chain will be strong enough to carry any longer gene. move.
Such an operation requires the use of a galaxy-level research institute. The key factor lies in the top-notch muscle fibers to be implanted.
It seems that Professor Lu doesn't think Chu Jungui can understand it at all, and even if he understands it, he can't remember it, so all the information is not encrypted, and the core parameters of the muscle fibers are also included.
The test object was only viewed for a total of one minute, and the file was automatically destroyed. In such a short time, Professor Lu felt that he could barely read the catalog. During this minute, the subject read for a full 59.9 seconds. Before reading, he took 0.1 seconds to make a copy of the file and stored it in the memory area.
The parameters of these muscle fibers are explosive. A fiber as thin as a hair can produce tens of kilograms of traction force. In terms of strength, a single pole can lift thousands of kilograms of weight.
The difficulty with this kind of muscle fiber is that it is a truly biological material that can be seamlessly integrated with human tissue of specific genes. Even in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, it was currently only a laboratory product and could only be produced in small batches in the laboratory. It’s hard to calculate the cost of something like this, it’s ridiculously high anyway.
Being able to transplant dozens of stems to Chu Jungui at one time seems to be the Lin family's compensation for him. It's just that Chu Jungui doesn't understand. He has obviously received tens of thousands of merit points at once, not counting the more than 4,000 in front. Logically speaking, the compensation is enough and no additional compensation is needed.
If the Lin family really felt guilty, they could just give him an identical left hand, and it wouldn't cost much.
Chu Jungui couldn't understand the Lin family's thoughts. These rich people always acted so willfully, making it difficult to refuse.
There was no reason to refuse such a good thing, so Chu Jungui followed Professor Lu directly onto the shuttle and flew to the institute for surgery without delay.
After about half an hour's flight, the shuttle landed on the research institute's apron. When Chu Jungui got off the plane, he was startled by the dozens of researchers and more than a dozen various instruments in front of him.
"Is this a big operation?" Chu Jungui said tactfully. There were so many people that he couldn't even squeeze in around him, let alone so much equipment. Surgery does not require so many people at all, only slice research does.
Professor Lu said impatiently: "Do you think this surgery is an ordinary minor surgery? In order to ensure that your body can withstand these fibers, more than ten fibers must be transplanted at the same time each time, so as to ensure uniform force and prevent you from being When they exert force, the bones are broken by them. If we want to complete the transplant within a week, these people are the minimum requirements. Are you going to do it or not?"
"Do it." Chu Jungui did not dare to ask any more questions. Professor Lu obviously has a bad temper.
"Then take it off quickly."
Chu Jungui was stunned for a moment, unable to react.
Professor Lu pointed at the mobile operating bed that was pushed over and said, "Take off your clothes and lie down on it. Are you still going to do the transplant wearing clothes?"
Chu Jungui glanced around. The scene and personnel attire in front of him seemed familiar. It was the same when he was doing inspections at the space base. The slight difference was that all the researchers at the space base had expressionless faces, looking at him as if they were looking at a piece of meat that could be cut at any time. The expressions of the researchers here have somewhat changed.
"Just treat it as an examination..." Chu Jungui took off his clothes and lay on the mobile operating table.
As soon as he lay down, the surface of the operating table automatically sunk in, completely conforming to the curves of his body, allowing him to be semi-embedded in the operating table.
The operating table slid automatically, passed through the long passage, and finally entered a hall with a hemispherical dome. The operating table immediately turned transparent, and several rays of light scanned Chu Jungui's body for the most thorough and detailed examination.
The scan ended after a while, and in another control hall, a soft electronic synthesized sound sounded: "Sample physical condition: incomplete; health level: 150%; comprehensive body function index: 393."
There are dozens of divided areas in the hall, and each area has a researcher wearing eyepieces and constantly operating on a virtual terminal.
After hearing the data of electronically synthesized sounds, a researcher said: "393! That's an exaggeration. The standard for ordinary people in the dynasty is 100. This kid doesn't look very strong. Why is his body so much stronger than ordinary people? Professor Lu, you need to Don’t you want to cut this kid open and study it?”
In front of the central console, Professor Lu snorted heavily.
"Just kidding." The talkative researcher quickly put on the goggles and worked honestly.
Professor Lu still had a poker face and said calmly: "In the special forces, there are as many soldiers as possible whose overall physical fitness is ten times that of ordinary people. If you want to dissect them, you can go there to find them."
Professor Lu added: "This is a task assigned by the Lin family. If someone gets distracted and makes an operational error that affects the transplant effect, I don't need to say more. Just submit your resignation report yourself."
The researchers were afraid to speak. Working in a place like Tianmen Galaxy Research Institute is a lifelong dream for many researchers.
At this moment, a female researcher suddenly exclaimed. Although her voice was not loud, it was still caught by Professor Lu in the silence.
"Lu Wei, what do you want to say?" Professor Lu's face was livid, and it was obvious that he was suppressing his anger.
The female researcher hesitated for a moment, then finally plucked up the courage and said, "Professor, I adjusted the basic parameters of the system during the experiment yesterday and forgot to restore them."
"Which parameter has not been restored?" Professor Lu was already on the verge of an explosion.
"It is the reference standard for the comprehensive human body index. I entered the parameters of a special forces soldier at the time, so the index of the sample is not 4 times that of ordinary people, but 4 times that of special forces soldiers."
Professor Lu was shocked. He knew exactly what this meant. The special forces soldiers in the prosperous Tang Dynasty were selected from among a population of hundreds of billions. Some of them were passed down from generation to generation, and their genes had been optimized to the extreme. What kind of person can be 4 times stronger than them?
"Professor, do you really not want to do an dissection?" Lu Wei suggested cautiously.
"...No." Professor Lu squeezed out these two words through his teeth.
"How about cutting it into a small piece?" she continued to suggest.
