Meng Chao did not go straight home.
For some strange reason, he went down the stairs and went to another ward.
It was a fifty-story hospital building. The top two floors were luxurious single rooms. They had televisions, refrigerators, couches, guest rooms, individual washrooms, and shower facilities. Aside from the faint smell of disinfectant, they were not much different from hotels.
The normal wards of the departments were located on the forty-eighth floor.
But normal wards were also divided into different levels.
The expensive single rooms might not have refrigerators, couches, or guest rooms, but they had their own bathroom facilities.
There were also double rooms and triple rooms that could ensure the basic dignity of the patients.
Most of them were six-person rooms, eight-person rooms, and ten-person rooms.
Theoretically speaking, ten-person rooms were the limit.
But after Dragon City transmigrated, due to the unstable materials, cell mutations, and virus infections, the number of people who contracted all sorts of malignant diseases had increased compared to Earth.
Monster invasions also caused all sorts of secondary disasters, such as collapsing houses, fires, corrosive gas burning lungs, and so on. The public hospitals were filled to the brim.
A standard ten-person room usually had around thirty people, and it was as cramped as a sardine can.
Some patients could not get a bed, so they could only temporarily add beds in the corridors and stairwells. Even so, they had to beg and have certain connections.
Now was the time for patients to visit the patients.
Meng Chao randomly chose a floor and pushed the door open.
The two sides of the long and narrow corridor were filled with makeshift beds. Crumpled sheets covered skeleton-like bodies. Even the strong smell of disinfectant could not hide the stench of decay and death.
Beside the nurse's desk was a pair of parents dressed in plain clothes. They were discussing something with gloomy expressions.
When Meng Chao heard it, he found out that their child was seriously ill. The cheapest ten-person room in the hospital did not have any beds. There was only one bed left in the expensive single-person room that could not be reimbursed. The two of them had to count on their fingers to calculate the medical fees and hospital fees while the nurse urged them to.
The door to a ten-person room by the nurse's desk was open.
Meng Chao cast a glance inside and noticed that the ten-person room, which was already cramped to begin with, was divided into around thirty small rooms that looked like a hornet's nest.
Men and women lived together.
The patient's moans and excrement, the stench of rotting flesh and excrement, the sobs and sighs of the family members gathered together to form a whirlwind that the curtain could not block, and it charged at Meng Chao.
Some of the patients and their family members gave up on themselves and did not even draw the curtains. Hence, Meng Chao saw strange, incomplete bodies that looked even more monstrous than monsters.
Meng Chao closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath. He simply allowed the rotten wind to cleanse his nerves and awaken his memories of the past.
Humans are creatures that are good at forgetting.
Ever since he was young, Meng Chao had accompanied his mother to the hospital countless times. If they had to be hospitalized, his mother would definitely stand up against the opinions of others and insist on staying in a ten-person room.
This meant that Meng Chao was actually very used to this sort of environment. In fact, he was once a member of this place.
However, ever since he awakened to supernatural abilities and gained the ability to send his mother to Fengshui Medical Center, over the past half a year, Meng Chao was already used to a medical environment where the windows were clean, the air was fresh, the nurses were polite and patient, and the doctors were gentle and elegant. It was filled with professionalism.
His memories of the past ten years gradually faded away. Now, when he mentioned hospitals, he remembered how Fengshui Medical Center looked like. At the very least, he remembered how Xie Xiaolei stayed in a single, luxurious suite.
Then, when he stood there, his nostrils filled with the breaths of dozens of patients, he heard the arguments between the patients' family members and the nurses, and the sounds of people peeing, farting, moaning, and sobbing behind the curtains, he suddenly remembered that most of the hospitals in Dragon City were like this.
'Gao Ye … Is this the' life in the world 'you wanted to see?'
Meng Chao had complicated feelings as he quietly tried to figure out Gao Ye's mental state.
Perhaps Gao Ye was right.
Humans were never equal.
Life was not a priceless treasure either.
A human's life and dignity could be measured, and they could be measured accurately.
Once the ten-person room was reimbursed, the hospital fees that the citizens had to pay for themselves would be twenty-four RMB a day.
If it was a six-person room, it would be fifty-two RMB a day.
The price of a double room and a single room would shoot up to more than two hundred RMB.
And Xie Xiaolei stayed in a single, luxurious suite, which cost twenty-five hundred and fifty RMB a day.
The VIP suites in Fengshui Medical Center were naturally even more expensive.
Fifty-two minus twenty-four RMB was twenty-eight RMB.
Twenty-four minus twenty-five RMB was twenty-five hundred and twenty-six RMB.
This meant that the value of a human's dignity fluctuated between twenty-eight RMB to twenty-five hundred and twenty-six RMB.
The more money a person was willing to pay, the more dignity they could have.
As the pace of conquering the Other World increased, the cultivation system became more perfect, and the powerful continued breaking through the limits of their lives, would the difference between humans continue to widen?
It should. At the very least, based on the memories from his previous life, the powerful Dragon City decades later would already have power equivalent to the gods. They were not people that normal people could catch up to with just hard work.
As the difference between humans continued to widen, would the treatment they received become different?
That was only natural.
Based on what Meng Chao knew, many of the forces of power were developing high-end medical equipment and technology. There was a medical room that was made of the highest grade crystals, and it was equivalent to the Blue Origin Crystal mine that Meng Chao had stayed in in the past. It could form amazing spirit energy magnetic fields that resonated with a human's vitality magnetic field and maximized the recovery ability of cells.
No matter how bad a person's injuries were, they could recover without needing any medicine in such a medical room.
Of course, the cost of using such a medical room was also astronomical.
The patients who lived in such a harsh environment would probably never be able to enjoy a crystal clear super medical room for the rest of their lives.
In fact, they would not even dare to dream about Xie Xiaolei staying in a single room, right?
When Gao Ye saw this scene countless times, Meng Chao wondered what he was thinking.
'Since the blood of the strong should flow for the weak, why can't the strong build some spacious wards for the weak? At the very least, they can protect the basic dignity of the weak.'
Perhaps that was what Gao Ye was thinking.
Gao Ye's ugly face appeared in Meng Chao's mind again.
It was only at that moment that Meng Chao noticed that there was a faint mocking look on Gao Ye's face.
When his true intentions were revealed, the mocking look turned into resentment.
Meng Chao sighed and turned around to leave.
When he passed by the nurses' station again, he noticed that the distressed parents were arguing with the nurses.
In truth, when they finally made the decision to let their child stay in a single room, due to their hesitation for too long, the single room was snatched away by another patient.
On his way home, Meng Chao kept thinking about Gao Ye's mental state.
He also wondered how Dragon City would welcome its own destruction decades later when the difference between people grew larger and the social classes were gradually being torn apart.
Perhaps it was because he had other thoughts in mind.
When he returned home, Meng Chao received a very strange email.
Meng Chao had an official website account on the largest livestreaming platform in Dragon City. He inherited a lot of Weeping Reaper's fans and handed it to Yan Feirou's team to manage. His exposure was pretty good. Aside from the ghostwriters and zombie fans, he received hundreds of passionate emails every day.
The email was sent to the private SMS account Meng Chao had used in high school. It was a rather private account.
The sender's name was Professor Sandworm.
Meng Chao stared at the name for a long time. He held his breath and opened the email.
Inside was the experiment log for the past half a month.
It contained a lot of experimental data, detailed diagrams, and scans of biological nerve currents.
There was also the change in Gao Ye's self-awareness.
[April 28th, New Era 56
The speed at which my organs grow is faster than I imagined. My wounds immediately heal completely. The powerful regeneration abilities of annelids are very valuable for further research. If I can use it on humans and create humans who can regrow limbs, it will increase Dragon City's fighting strength by a large margin.
[April 30th, New Era 56
The brand new nervous system gives me brand new thoughts and experiences. Nerve bundles that are ten times thicker, myelin sheaths, and rings of independent nerves allow me to have … the ability to overclock multiple threads. I've never felt so smart before.
[May 1st, New Era 56
My greatest oversight is that I didn't manage to create a few pairs of tentacles for this body. It must be known that the first spark of human civilization was ignited by the upper limbs of apes who obtained liberation.
However, there is no need for me to create a few pairs of tentacles that are similar to octopuses.
In the next stage of evolution, I just need to create some sturdy nerve clusters that can be connected to mechanical arms.
In the past, I was really stupid. There was no need for me to worry about whether my body was made of flesh and blood or a machine.
The soul is the only proof that I'm a human.
[May 3rd, New Era 56]
That damn pain. I didn't expect that after my consciousness was transferred, it would still linger around me. In fact, it was even worse than before.
I always thought that I was still a human and that I still had arms, legs, and a head.
These non-existent limbs were constantly reminding me of their existence without the need for excruciating pain.
Perhaps it was because my nervous system had increased by leaps and bounds, but as my calculative abilities and mental power increased by leaps and bounds, the pain also increased by ten times. It was practically unbearable.
By the looks of it, there was a reason why the human's nerves and souls were kept in a half-sealed state.
If I wanted to obtain a soul that was ten times stronger, I had to pay a price that was ten times worse.
But this was good.
At the very least, I discovered another fatal problem with consciousness transfer technology. I really didn't think about illusory pain.
I hope that my calculative abilities and mental power can last for a long time.
Before the illusory pain can defeat me, I must defeat it.
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