The loss of control of the Nanomachine Swarm was one of the fuses that led to the collapse of the planet's civilization. It was once classified as taboo technology. But things were unpredictable. The fuse of war had now become the last lifeline that humans had to rely on. The global war had destroyed the original production system and pushed the planet's ecology to the brink of extinction. As more and more people were involved in the war, the original agricultural and industrial models could no longer support human survival. So the Nanomachine Swarm was reactivated. After a series of safety improvements, they became the cornerstone of human survival. They were the source of food, air, medical security, and industrial base. Eighty to ninety percent of the world's humans barely survived with the support of the Nanomachine Swarm.
The scientists who had invented the Nanomachine Swarm had finally achieved their long-cherished wish: the Nanomachine Swarm had reshaped the entire society, taking on all the work from the environment to the industry, and became the new lifeline of the planet. But that was after the collapse of civilization.
"Being a doctor in this damn place doesn't require any brilliant skills," the middle-aged woman said, looking at a small window on the syringe. After confirming that the Nanomachine Swarm was working, she said casually, "We just need to know how to use the syringe and perform amputations. If these two measures don't work, people can only resign themselves to fate. But I guess the city-state you used to live in is better? I heard that the ultra-conservative Naturals occupy the last few natural environmental areas in the world, and your food even grows on the ground? "
Facing the curious gaze of the other party, Hao Ren could only give a perfunctory reply. "Err … something like that. But I've left and don't want to talk about it."
"I don't know when you'll start to regret this decision," the 'doctor' shook her head and put away her tools. "Maybe you'll never regret it. Oh, by the way, do you want me to give you a shot? It's a gift. It's hard to see people like you in this era. "
Hao Ren was stunned. "Give me a shot? I'm not hurt … "
"Mental suppression," the 'doctor' pointed to her head. "You may need it."
Hao Ren was dumbfounded. "I'm not crazy … Thank you for your kindness."
The 'doctor' shook her head, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stamped it out. Before leaving, she bent over to check the girl's wound. She just glanced at it casually, but soon a strange look came over her face. "Huh? Did someone inject her with Nanomachine Swarm a few hours ago? "
Hao Ren did not understand. "What's wrong?"
"The wound doesn't show any signs of decay," the 'doctor' pointed at the wound on the girl's chest and abdomen. "Didn't you notice? The Nanomachine Swarm I just injected can only maintain the status quo of her body. Judging from the wound, the tissue had stopped decaying a few hours ago. "
Hao Ren didn't react at first. He was stunned for a moment before he understood what she meant. "You're saying that her body has been maintaining its current state?!"
"Something's wrong. It's like time has stopped." The 'doctor' did not answer Hao Ren's question but bent down to examine the condition of the flesh near the wound. "This situation … is better than the best Nanomachine Swarm. Where did you inject her? Why didn't you tell me before? "
Hao Ren said that he did not know why the girl's body had not decayed from the beginning. But if he said so, it would expose a lot of suspicious things about him. So he casually changed the topic. "You just injected her again. Is there any problem?"
The 'doctor' shook her head. "The medical Nanomachine Swarm can judge the situation intelligently. There will be no so-called conflict and 'poisoning' phenomenon. But it's a waste of my good medicine. Anyway, it's something that is rarely used. "
"Oh," Hao Ren half-understood and thanked the 'doctor' again. The latter waved her hand lazily. "I'm just following orders. Oh, by the way, I'll give you something to bandage. You can do it yourself. It's not right to leave her 'open' all the time. I'm going back to bed. "
She threw a bag of soft stuff at the MDT, then yawned and left the place. There was no sign of the professionalism of a medical staff. After the doctor left, the MDT spoke again. "I'm having goosebumps. What did she inject into my body?"
Hao Ren squinted at the girl on the bed. "Didn't you just say that you have a different worldview, so this body doesn't matter? Are you scared now? "
While the MDT was speechless, Hao Ren opened the kit left by the 'doctor' before she left. It was some transparent skin film, which looked like plastic wrap but was thicker. It was not the bandage he expected. He glanced at the MDT and felt that it was not right to leave the girl's injury like this. But he had no idea how to use the 'skin film' left by the doctor. "How do I use this thing?"
The MDT guessed. "Try sticking it directly on my belly? It's like adhesive tape. "
"What if it doesn't stick?"
"Don't you know how to apply some glue?"
Hao Ren finally believed that the MDT's worldview was really different from that of humans.
Fortunately, the use of the skin film was easier than expected. After studying the simple instructions on the package, Hao Ren went to tidy up the wound, then removed the protective layer of the skin film and directly covered the belly of the MDT. A moment later, the layer of transparent material wriggled, fusing with the surrounding skin and changing color. In a few seconds, it looked like normal skin and merged with the wound.
If not for the fact that the 'inside' was still a mess, one would almost think that the wound had completely healed.
"If used on a living person, it seems that this thing will use cell energy to metabolize itself and gradually guide normal skin cells to replace the artificial colloid in the skin membrane. Within two days, the skin will be completely replaced with normal skin. But if used on a dead person, it can only serve as a beautifying function," Hao Ren said as he patted the MDT on its belly. "It's a good thing, a healing artifact. It's a pity that it was born out of war."
"Are you done touching me, pervert? Tidy up my clothes, you necrophile! If you touch me again after the wound is healed, it will be sexual harassment. "
"F * ck you!"
"Come on, if you have the time to sigh, why don't you think about what to do next?" The MDT wisely changed the topic before Hao Ren completely went berserk. "We can't stay in this world forever. This time, we came in through ordinary sleep. You should wake up soon. Lily is still waiting for you to eat."
Hao Ren did not forget that this time he entered The Plane of Dreams in his mind, and not through the hibernation pod, so the time he could stay here was very limited. He turned his head and looked around the small room. He felt that if he and the MDT logged out, they would probably find out that they had 'disappeared into thin air'. So he scratched his chin and thought, "I need to maintain contact with this group of mercenaries as much as possible, but I also need a reasonable reason to leave their base. I don't know if our freedom of movement here is restricted. In theory, this kind of organized mercenaries should be more cautious. If we go in and out of the base frequently, we will be regarded as spies."
"Not 'we', it's you," the MDT said indifferently. "I'm just a corpse now. By the way, isn't Ulyanov just next door? Go and say hello. Just find a reason, say your period is coming and you want to go out for a walk, and then it will be a whole day. "
Hao Ren wanted to beat the MDT up, but he could not do it to a girl, especially a dead one. He gritted his teeth and turned to the door. "Wait here, I'm going to do something!"
Ulyanov's room was just next door.
The entire barracks was assembled with an alloy frame and a 'gray box'. The inside was neat and compact like a cage. Rooms were arranged in sequence on both sides of the corridor. Although it was the mercenaries' residence, it looked neat and tidy. On the door of Ulyanov's room, there was a child's UFO graffiti on it, which was easy to recognize.
Hao Ren knocked on the door. After a long time, he heard a hoarse, low voice from inside. "Come in, the door is unlocked."
Hao Ren pushed the door open and entered the room. "Ulyanov, I want to ask you something. What the hell?"
Ulyanov looked up. "Shocked, right? My face. "
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