Bai Muchuan was left with only one breath left. His arms were held up by two people, and four silver-white hands fixed him on a place similar to an operating table. Only then did he see that it was not two people who were binding him, but two robots.
The place that was supposed to be a school turned into a large laboratory. The empty walls on both sides were inlaid with many transparent containers, and many pipes of different sizes were inserted into the upper and lower ends of the containers. There is white liquid or bright yellow mucus inside the container, which are soaked in organs, corpses, rare metals, or things whose materials cannot be seen.
Bai Muchuan felt suffocated when he spoke: "Where, where is this...?"
No one answered him.
An instruction suddenly appeared on the large screen hanging in the center of the laboratory, and the eyes of the two robots switched to blue light. He was lying on the operating table, and he could vaguely see several more robots "floating" towards him. Because he was lying down, he could not see the rollers under the robot's feet.
A voice came from the loudspeaker in the laboratory: "Inject anesthetic."
A robot holds him down, a needle pierces his skin, pushes the needle, and injects.
"Who are you?!" Bai Muchuan soon became speechless. He was drowsy and confused, as if he heard someone speaking in his ear:
"The dose seems a little low?"
"Are you sure? Sewing this thing into his body... you are crazy!"
"That's the organ of God!"
"God?" Someone smiled bitterly, "This is also the will of 'God'. What else can we do except follow orders?"
"...Spirit Walker..." The speaker was a little jealous, "He will have the talent of God..."
"..."
god?
Bai Muchuan was confused after hearing this. He was an atheist. "God" in his heart was equivalent to a kind of spiritual belief. What he believed in most was science. As for the emergence of spirit walkers, it is just because modern science cannot explain it.
The reformed middle school textbooks say: "Spirit Walkers" are divided into levels F to A, S, SS, and SSS. When they awaken their talents one day, an organ called "L organ" will grow in their body. This organ is the source of talent, so much so that some criminals or organizations smuggle L organs and sell them to rich people to make huge profits... This gray industry has formed an industrial chain in some areas.
The fabric on Bai Muchuan's belly was lifted up. He only found out when he listened to other people's conversations, because there was no feeling in his whole body, and his limbs seemed to no longer belong to him.
"...How much blood is left in the blood bank?"
"Matching... Matching successful. Blood transfusion in progress..."
It was a wonderful feeling, as if he was floating in the clouds, looking from above. He could see strange doctors around him operating on him, and the robot assistant was cooperating with the doctor... Then his organs were removed and put into the container, and finally they were stuffed back...
There are his lungs, and a little below that is his appendix and intestines...wait, those don't seem to be his organs? A bright red "L" shaped piece of soft flesh tissue was placed into his chest. The doctor adjusted the position, stuffed the organs back one by one, and cut a tendon with scissors...
Although he couldn't feel the pain, it hurt to look at it. The doctor seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked at "Bai Muchuan" for a second, but he quickly looked away. It was probably because his neck was tired.
Bai Muchuan felt that he had been caught into an illegal organization. Recently, news about human trafficking and organ smuggling have been trending every day.
…
I don't know how long it took, but Bai Muchuan's consciousness was intermittently. The anesthesia wore off and the pain revived. He seemed to be pulled from the spirit state into his body, and the heaviness of his body gradually gave him a sense of reality.
His body seemed to be torn apart and then sewn back together, and the unbearable pain made him want to hit the wall.
It seemed as if someone was saying to him in his ear: "You are such a lucky man to receive a gift from God."
Bullshit gift! He was now worse off than dead, and every second was torture. Bai Muchuan wanted to curse, but there was no way to vent. The last thing he said was a weak sentence——
"water……"
He opened his eyes and regained consciousness. There was a white ceiling above his head. He pulled his arm and almost made the needle fall out.
The nurse who was changing the dressing just opened the door and walked in: "Are you awake? Head nurse, patient No. 201 is awake!"
Bai Muchuan's eyes were distracted and he turned his head with difficulty: "Where is this?" He was indeed awake, and the burning sensation on his back was extremely real.
The nurse changed the sling bottle for him: "This is the People's Hospital of District 1. The car explosion caused seven or eight pedestrians to fall into coma."
"You were brought in immediately after you fell into coma. These rooms are occupied by the unlucky ones who had the accident at that time. Your injuries were more serious than others. I thought it would take a few days to wake up, but I didn't expect that today..."
Bai Muchuan was stunned - was he knocked unconscious by the aftermath of the explosion? Have you been in the hospital for several days?
"...Is that your teacher next to you? He hasn't woken up yet." The nurse poured him a glass of water. "It's not easy. The college entrance examination will be in a month..."
Turning around, Teacher Liu was indeed in the bed next to him, with a tube inserted into his body, his eyes closed, and no sign of waking up.
The nurse warned before leaving: "Your mother has gone to buy you lunch. She will be there in a moment. If you need anything, ring the bell."
"Okay." Bai Muchuan replied. The sunlight filtered in from the window and shone on his fingers. The faint warmth of the sunlight confirmed that he was still alive.
Is there something wrong with his memory? No, that's not right, he immediately denied it - but it didn't make sense. He moved his left hand slowly and touched his chest through the skin: Is there really an L organ in there?
Zhang Lan hurried over and walked into the ward with a piece of porridge in his hand: "The nurse said you're awake. Are you hungry? Eat something first."
The millet and pumpkin porridge is very fragrant and a little hot. The familiar logo on the package makes Bai Muchuan's heart beat faster: "Where did you buy this?"
Zhang Lan: "There is a bun shop selling breakfast nearby, just around the corner at the intersection..."
Bai Muchuan was indeed hungry, but he was a little afraid to drink this bowl of porridge: "I'll drink it later."
Zhang Lan's hand holding the porridge stiffened, and he asked tentatively: "Are you still blaming me? Your dad and I..."
"No." Bai Muchuan interrupted her, "I just want to go to the toilet. Wait until I finish going to the toilet before eating." He was really worried about the sign of the bun shop, and Zhang Lan really misunderstood him.
Bai Muchuan: "You're not going to work today? Oh yes, you have to..."
Zhang Lan's cell phone rang, and there was the cry of the child. The nanny's voice came from the other end of the phone: "The child is crying for his mother. I have been coaxing him for an hour but it has no effect. Can Madam come back soon..."
She was a little embarrassed, but Bai Muchuan didn't care: "I'm fine now, you can go back first."
"By the way, medical expenses..."
"Let your father pay for the medical expenses." Zhang Lan, who was a little nervous recently, forced a smile, "After all, your custody rights are in his hands."
In fact, what Bai Muchuan wanted to say was that if Zhang Lan paid the medical bills, he would transfer the money to her now. He still has hundreds of thousands saved in his card. Even though his father is a scumbag, the money will not be deducted from him. Every month, his assistant will pay it into his card on time.
"Okay." Bai Muchuan lowered his eyes, Zhang Lan stood up and left, hurried away just as he came.
Bai Muchuan opened WeChat and planned to ask for a sum of money from his father. He sent a message to Zha Daddy’s assistant: [Brother Chen, I want 100,000 yuan. ]
The money Chen Fangda sent to Bai Muchuan came from Bai's father's account. Except for monthly living expenses, Bai Muchuan had never asked him for money before.
Chen Fangda replied: [The boss wants me to ask you about the use of your money. ]
Bai Muchuan: [Car accident, hospitalized. ] His back injury didn’t cost 100,000 yuan at all, but he wanted the money for other purposes.
There was no further message from the other side. They didn't ask about the specific cause of the car accident, or which hospital he was in, or whether he was seriously injured. Just five seconds later, 200,000 yuan was transferred.
Straightforward, no nonsense, no unnecessary care. Bai Muchuan thought it was just right - he didn't want to show off a false father-son relationship when asking for money.
After getting the money, he felt a little better. The millet and pumpkin porridge on the bedside table was full of aroma, but he didn't intend to drink it. He vaguely remembered that his back was covered in burnt flesh blurred by blood, with some fine explosion debris embedded in it. After his wounds were treated, he could only lie on his side. After lying in the same position for a long time, his arms were sore and numb.
There was a sudden itch on his back, an itch that grew on flesh and blood.
He bent the palm of one hand backwards and touched the wound on his back, and found that there was already a layer of scab on it!
There were also some scratches on his right arm, but the wounds were smaller. Bai Muchuan rolled up his sleeve with his left hand. The wounds on his right arm scabbed, fell off, and healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye! The brown and black scabs fell off, revealing smooth and clean skin, with no trace of injury at all.
He unconsciously touched his chest - could there really be one more organ there than ordinary people? ?
L organ, the symbol of the spiritual walker.
An L organ represents a kind of ability. If someone wants to have multiple abilities, wouldn't it mean that by transplanting someone else's L organ into his own body, he would have as many abilities as he wants? No, it can't be. If someone else has too many L organs, there will be a rejection reaction in the body. If the rejection is too severe, the inhibitor will become ineffective, ranging from paralysis to death.
Even one's own L organ will undergo "autologous rejection." Researchers have discovered that the higher the level of an evolver, the more his L organ will affect other organs in the human body, causing an "assimilation" phenomenon. When the "risk value" reaches 100, a spirit walker with the ability to evolve will transform into a "fallen spirit walker", referred to as a fallen person. The fallen person has an emotional disorder and has reached a state of selflessness and objectlessness. Although they have a high level of evolution and strong abilities, they have no human emotions and are just like "gods".
In the history of the Federation, there was a 3S-level spirit walker who committed anti-social behavior after his risk value exceeded 100, and was eventually executed by the Federation. Federal spirit walkers in service at level S and above have more or less problems, so spirit walkers must undergo physical examinations every six months. The higher the level, the more frequent the physical examinations will be.
