【grass! really? 】
【grass! really? 】
【grass! really? 】
…
A series of homogeneous barrages drowned out all other normal barrages, and the sudden increase in number was enough to show the audience's mood at this moment.
Alfred's expression also froze, and then he immediately turned around and said:
"How do you sell this visual meat?"
"200 coins per gram." The young lady pointed to the sign above the transaction window. The price of the meat was clearly marked on it, as well as discounts for large purchases such as one catty, two catties, five catties, etc.
"How much do you need to eat to achieve the effect of regenerating a severed limb?" Alfred pointed at the person who grabbed the mechanical arm and walked out. After hearing this, the young lady took out a form from somewhere and pointed to the words on it. :
"Theoretically, the meat-replenishing effect of visual meat is 1:12, that is, each kilogram of visual meat can restore 12 kilograms of human meat. However, the energy required for the recovery of different parts such as bones, muscles, fat, internal organs, nerves, etc. is different. , plus if you have a certain disease, the disease will be treated first, and the actual operation will be slightly less, but the ratio of 1:9 is definitely there. If you only have one head left, you will need seven It takes a kilogram of visual meat to recover.”
[Exaggerated, exaggerated! 】
[Isn’t this thing affecting the digestive system? How to eat with only one head left? 】
[If I replace the entire digestive system with a bionic organ, what will you do? 】
[Maybe someone can directly penetrate the brain-blood barrier? 】
[Don’t make trouble, that thing is not glucose! 】
…
Watching the barrage become active again from the replay state, Alfred also asked:
"Meat must be eaten, right? How can it be effective if there is no intestines and stomach?"
After hearing Alfred's question, the young lady replied very calmly:
"Actually, not really. In extreme cases, opium can be used as an external dressing. It can penetrate from wounds or mucous membranes and reconstruct limbs. It's just that it itself is delicious, and it can be taken orally faster. It can also be used after being cooked. It doesn’t affect the effect, so everyone usually eats it directly.”
"In other words, this thing can cure all diseases?" Alfred's expression trembled slightly, and the young lady nodded, but still added:
"To be precise, the flesh-inspection method can cure all injuries and illnesses caused by exogenous factors, but it cannot do anything about genetic lesions and mental illnesses."
[Where do genetic diseases come from these days? Can anyone really afford to have a child and not be able to afford the genetic modulation money? 】
[That’s right, genetic diseases were completely eliminated twenty years ago. As for purely endogenous mental illness, it is rare in itself! 】
[After all calculations, it seems that only cancer cannot be cured, but cancer can be directly removed. Wouldn’t it be enough to eat this after the removal? 】
…
The young lady's introduction did not calm down the atmosphere, but caused the discussion in the live broadcast room to increase rapidly. Alfred thought for a moment, then turned and left Taisui Palace.
"Qubing actually treats diseases, but with this level of healing ability, I seem to understand why it is in a lawless zone."
[The newbie doesn’t understand, why? 】
【Why? Because you are afraid of being seen by big companies? If those big companies knew about it, they would take advantage of the technology in minutes! 】
[That’s it, the anchor’s live broadcast has been exposed. Should I go over and buy some and save it now? Even if you can't afford the Vitreous Meat, the Dali Pill from before sounds good. 】
[Let’s go together, I don’t want this cowardly prosthetic body anymore! 】
The barrage became chaotic for a while, but Alfred secretly entered some opinions, guided the direction of the barrage, and walked towards the second store at the same time.
"I've already been to Qubing Tai Sui Palace. I'm a little curious about what fortune-telling and murder-seeking are like. Is it fortune-telling and murder-for-hire?"
After that, he stepped into Yisuan Hall, but the scene was completely different from what the audience had imagined.
The layout here is not the counter type like that of Tai Sui Palace next door, but similar to that of a library (referring to the Cyber Library). In the center of the empty hall, there are crystal balls floating in the air, without any human participation at all. .
The guests walked up to the crystal ball and placed their hands on it. Their expressions were either happy or sad, but they couldn't even see a specific guide.
Alfred thought for a moment, then walked to a crystal ball and put his hand on it. In an instant, a string of text was displayed on his personal terminal and the screens of all viewers——
"Your remaining life is 127 years. Do you want to buy more life?"
[Fuck, is it okay to buy lifespan? 】
【real or fake? 】
[Maybe it’s true? 】
[Wasn’t there a gambler who could gamble his life before? Maybe here is a ghost that can transfer lifespan to others? 】
[When you say that, it seems that it is really possible. 】
[Then does Shirou mean the ghost that can produce meat? 】
[Am I the only one who noticed that the anchor can live for more than a hundred years? 】
…
The audience's thinking was so divergent that before Alfred could guide them, everyone had a reasonable explanation, so they said directly:
"What about the purchase price?"
"The unit life is 60,000 Ming coins per year, and the minimum selling price is one month."
[Three hundred thousand a year? If those rich people knew about it, wouldn't they go crazy? 】
[Don’t forget that the currency here is independent. Credit points can be exchanged for two hundred at a time. There is a limit on the total monthly exchange amount. 】
[Then send 10,000 people in to exchange. The big guys will discuss it, one person for a month or something. 】
[By the way, why do you think the boss will spend money to buy it instead of just taking this place into your own hands? 】
【Do you want to die? ! 】
…
"Looks like it's something I can't afford again. Haha, this is the first time I've found myself so poor!" Alfred made a self-deprecating sound that seemed to be covering up something, and walked toward him with forced calm steps. Walk to the next store.
The moment he entered the store, both Alfred and the audience in the live broadcast room fell into a daze.
If Taisui Palace is an old-fashioned small shop and Yisuan Hall is a self-service library, then Taibai Mansion does not feel like a store at all, because all the furnishings in this huge store are only a low table. .
There are three boxes of different colors placed on the low table, one white, one red and one black, but I don’t know what they have, but the all-round sense of oppression can affect the audience even through the screen.
And all this pressure comes from a loose-leaf booklet in front of those three boxes.
Alfred frowned and looked around. When he found that there was no one else, he couldn't help but muttered:
"There's not even a person there. Could it be that the clerk went to the toilet?"
Although he said that, he still walked to the low table, picked up the loose-leaf booklet, and opened it casually, only to find that each page was a table with words such as "name" and "age" written on it. , "Address", "Characteristics" and other words, there is also a small paper bag that says "Sample", glued to the page, and a place to stick a photo.
At the same time, a solemn voice also sounded:
"White for searching, red for punishment, black for life."
(End of chapter)
