I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

When Chen Feng just rushed to the mobile scientific research space station in District 7, the energy of the Shadow Armor was just exhausted.

Ou Qinglan was standing sadly in the hall behind the access hatch.

Although she is the dean of the Academy of Sciences, biomedicine is not her best major, and she can't help much in it.

The medical staff and bioscience workers in the treatment room are very busy.

The facilities and equipment and related technical personnel in the mobile scientific research space station are very complete.

The medical centers, biological centers, and genetic research institutions affiliated to the Academy of Sciences all sent top professionals.

At the same time, high-strength quantum network communication is maintained between the space station and the Mercury polyhedron giant ship.

Under the protection of multiple methods, the medical capabilities of the space station are not lost to the Mercury giant ship.

Chen Feng didn't exchange any more greetings with Ou Qinglan, opened the shadow war armor and jumped out and went straight to the treatment room.

Someone else went to take out the box with Lin Bu's head, and Chen Feng didn't care about it for the time being.

Nearly 300 seconds have passed since Freders injected the life-sustaining agent, and there is not much time left for Chen Feng.

In the treatment room, Freders was lying dying on his back in the treatment chair.

Numerous nanoscale microbial material tubes spread out from under the treatment chair, drilled into the pores, pierced Freders' skin, and replaced his blood vessels and lymph vessels.

There is another fiber bundle that looks very similar to the core material of the prismatic brain, pierced through the back of Freders' neck and directly connected to his brain.

A few silver filaments dangled from the top of Xiaofu's head, his face was covered with black spots after another, his cheekbones were prominent, and his skin was dull and black and dull.

He looked very dry, like a quilt without water.

If it weren't for Chen Feng to know that he was a few years younger than himself, at first glance, he would be regarded as a 300-year-old dying old man.

The medical staff and Chen Feng briefly talked about Xiaofu's situation.

Twenty-seven seconds ago, Xiaofu was still conscious, and could even open his eyes and blink, but now he has fallen into a deep coma.

His heartbeat has completely stopped, and his internal circulation has completely collapsed.

The mitochondria in his cells have collapsed on a large scale and no longer produce adenosine triphosphate.

At this time, all the cells that supplied energy to Xiaofu's body had been replaced by biomaterial tubes.

If Xiaofu's brain can be maintained, the bionic technology micro-robot can replace the functions of red blood cells, white blood cells and other mobile cells, and continuously provide synthetic nutrients, then he can maintain his consciousness as much as possible.

But the problem is that Xiaofu's brain genes are also rapidly collapsing, and neuronal cells are disintegrating one by one. Even if life support agents are barely hanging, they are already covered in water.

"In addition to the life-sustaining pipe network system in Dr. Freders, there are as many as five billion ultra-nano micro-robots. We have built a complete bionic cycle system in the doctor’s body, but none of our methods can reverse it. The process of his life reaching its end."

Chen Feng only thought for 0.1 seconds before extending his right hand, "I extract serum from my body and inject it by him. I also have the same recovery factor as Lin Bu, try it."

In fact, there is a resuscitation factor in Freders, and Chen Feng has injected him before. This is the core reason why Xiaofu can absorb the people of Grasse.

Now Chen Feng's repetition of the old technique is nothing more than a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Give it a try, it's better than doing nothing.

The scientific researchers moved quickly. After only more than 30 seconds, Chen Feng's serum containing a large amount of resuscitation factors began to pour Xiaofu's body along the bionic tube.

Xiaofu's reaction was quick, and after only five seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes.

His muddy eyes looked around aimlessly, then noticed Chen Feng and quickly focused.

In the first moment, the eyeballs, which were still like polluted muddy water, quickly became bright.

Freders did not open his mouth, but Chen Feng's personal assistance system rang out.

"Brother, are you back?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Yeah."

While speaking, Chen Feng glanced at the detector next to him from the corner of his eye.

After getting the new resuscitation factor reinforcement, the collapse speed of Freders neuron cells slowed down a little, but it did not stop completely.

Trying has a certain effect, but it can only make Xiaofu hold on for a while.

Chen Feng's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something like "Xiaofu, don't die, you haven't finished the work you are going to do."

But when the words came to his throat, he felt that it was meaningless to say anything. Birth, old age, sickness and death are both destiny and the law of the universe.

For a hundred years of mutual dependence, there will be a difference. Xiaofu is a mortal man a hundred years ago, and if he lives for another hundred years, there is nothing to complain about.

But in these hundred years, Xiaofu was always busy and at work, and never had an instant rest. It's not an exaggeration to say that you will die and die.

Perhaps in the eyes of many hedonistic people in the 21st century, living like Xiaofu may not be considered a real life. It can only be said that people know themselves when they drink water.

It is both a blessing and a misfortune for Xiaofu to have a life span of one hundred years.

Chen Feng really had mixed feelings and didn't know how to make a conclusion.

When Chen Feng was silent, Xiao Fu spoke first.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I have to break my promise, I have to go first."

His expression remained the same from beginning to end, but his tone of voice was filled with lingering loss and regret.

Chen Feng shook his head, "You didn't do anything wrong, don't apologize."

"Brother, please don't comfort me. I know the work is not finished yet. I am going to die with regret like Sergey."

Chen Feng sat down beside him, the blood pump still attached to his hands and wrists.

The stubborn blood is being quickly drawn out of his blood vessels, and the serum analyzer next to him is quickly separating the serum and injecting it into Freders.

"It's okay, enough, you have done enough. Death is not terrible. Everyone will die. Every war has countless people sacrificed. You don't have to die and be full of regrets."

Chen Feng said with relief.

Freders' head suddenly shook, as if he was shaking his head, "I understand the truth, but I can't do it. Brother, my past life, past life, every life of mine, are in infinite worship of you. Passed. Before I mastered the language and my cognition was in chaos, there was only one thought in my mind, to continue the unfinished business you left with Sergey."

"Compared to countless Sergeys in the past, I am so lucky. I have had a life like no one before and no one, no one can copy. I can even travel the universe with you and fight for a great common cause together. In the past hundred years, I have done my best every day to fulfill my and Sergey's promise."

"Brother, you certainly don’t know. Actually, I’m cheering every day. I’m so happy that I can fight for the greatest cause in human history. Not as a clone of Sergey, but as a philosopher. The identity of the assistant Freders. I don’t care how others comment, but I know that in your heart, I have completely walked out of Sergey’s shadow and lived a life that belongs to Freders, right?"

Xiaofu finally had an expression on his face.

The corners of his mouth bend slightly, revealing a shy smile that seems to be nothing.

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, you are you, Sergey is Sergey."

Xiaofu said, "Then I have no regrets. I believe that in the unknown future, when human beings can really fly freely in the universe and become an eternal civilization, someone will remember that in this era, A man named Freders Sergey once fought with the sage Chen Feng."

Chen Feng: "I will write these things down."

"Hmm. Brother, goodbye..."

Freders' eyes closed again.

The surface of his skin began to seep into a gel like grease, which was the "corpse" of the Grasse.

After a hundred years of fusion, the Grasses, whose consciousness had been swallowed and occupied by Freds, could finally die well.

In the surveillance, the cloud of fog, which represents the stream of consciousness of Freders, is like a heartbeat.

Every time it flashes on and off, it becomes a little bit darker.

There is a huge flow of quantum information overflowing out of thin air in the room.

It's not that there is a problem with the equipment, Xiaofu's brain is the source of this information.

Ou Qinglan stood behind Chen Feng silently, "Sorrow and change."

"Ok."

"Are you sad?"

Chen Feng did not answer her, but looked at Freders with hollow eyes, as if wandering away.

Sad?

A little bit, but Chen Feng has become accustomed to the feeling of losing this and that again.

As the savior who has been defeated eight times, Chen Feng has too many "lost" experiences.

His tolerance for pain is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Ou Qinglan thought he was overwhelmed with grief, but she didn't know that the more critical he got, the more vivid his mind became.

At this moment, Chen Feng was desperately trying to find a way.

He said to himself blindly and confidently that since Xiaofu could be saved for the first time a hundred years ago, he can now be saved for the second time.

As long as I want to do something, as long as there is such a one-in-a-million probability, I must do it.

As long as Xiaofu himself didn't really want to die, Chen Feng didn't want him to die.

You haven't finished your work!

Don't think about it!

Xiaofu can no longer transmit any information to the outside world, and the quantum storm that composes his thinking is struggling like a candle swaying in the wind.

The medical staff next to him wiped a tear and said to Chen Feng, "Master Sage, Dr. Freders' stream of consciousness..."

"what happened?"

"He is fighting against the expanding forces of the universe. He... he actually doesn't want to die. His will to survive is very strong."

Chen Feng: "I know, all know."

He was talking ~www.ltnovel.com~ but in his heart he was exhausting his thoughts, trying to find a way out of the blue and the yellow spring.

An extremely large amount of information rolled in his mind like boiling water, and a stream of information was refined by him little by little.

Grasse.

Quantum life.

Media layer network.

Sergey's obsession.

Because of a congenital genetic defect, the language center is incomplete, and Freders cannot speak.

"Song of the Outside World".

Blank.

The deep nerve link cluster tube penetrated from the back of Flades's neck.

"Play "Song of the Outside World" directly in Freds's brain! At the same time perform deep memory reading!"

Chen Feng suddenly issued an order.