In a spacious office full of books, Wu Jun wore a pair of black-framed glasses that did not meet his fierce temperament, and looked through a thick leather-covered book like a scholar. The sunlight outside the window crossed Wu Jun's sideways and sprinkled on his desk and book pages, lingering on the surface of the tea in the cup.

At this time, the wooden door was knocked, and Wu Jun said "come in." An old man wearing a black and white butler uniform walked in with a silver tray, replaced the cold tea for Wu Jun, and put a warm new cup.

During the replacement of tea, the old housekeeper Charlie whispered: "Master, with the help of Dean Greg Moses, the son is ready to remove the Nirvana virus."

Wu Jun's eyes always moved on the paper pages, he asked lightly: "Oh, what method?"

"Unload yourself by eight pieces, and then repeatedly irradiate them with omega rays," the steward stated.

Wu Jun's peaceful brows bounced insignificantly, and he lifted a breath in his chest, but this breath was immediately pressed back by him.

"Well." Wu Jun said with no regrets.

Seeing this, the old housekeeper Charlie added a bit of personal feelings and authenticity: "The guts of the son are indeed high."

"He has a way to keep himself alive even if he is dumped, and he is determined to be in the Third High School. Even if someone wants him to die, someone must want him to live." Wu Jun said indifferently. It seemed that his son Wu Qi's guts that awed most people were no exception to him.

Charlie the old housekeeper did not speak. Because Wu Jun wouldn't be disobedient, but at the same time, Wu Qi grew up watching him, and there was always some emotion in his heart.

"That master, I'm back." Old Charlie finished, turning around with the tray on his way.

"Send a good man to the West Yard and stare at it."

Wu Jun said suddenly. Old Charlie heard his heart move and turned to find that Wu Jun's eyes had drawn away from the pages of the book and was looking up at himself.

Old Charlie bowed his head slightly: "Good old man. Is it still "Black Heron"?"

"Black Heron" is very strong, good at concealment, the most important thing is to have a lot of contact with the Wu family, easy to use.

Wu Jun pondered for a moment, and immediately said: "No, I am not at ease with the people of "Night Owl" recently. Send their own people to go."

"Yes."

After old Charlie left, Wu Jun's eyes turned back to the pages. He picked up the warm tea and took a sip, his gaze continued to stay on a certain sentence written on the page for a few seconds.

"If God openly goes against people, it will be difficult for anyone to deal with."

Wu Jun murmured with emotion: "So, people will fear God. When God has not become God, people will scramble to do something."

Wu Jun closed the whole book, with four large characters printed on the spine-"Homer Epic".

...

The cold white light hit the operating table, and Wu Qiping lay on it. His neck, torso, arms, and legs were all buckled by alloy rings. Above the operating table are eight manipulators holding various surgical tools, one of which holds an omega-ray release probe and the other holds a circular saw.

Renee, who was watching from across a glass wall, looked at the scene in the operating room, swallowing drunk nervously, and she couldn't help sweating.

Rao Shi Wu Qi told her before the operation that he could transfer his "consciousness" to his limbs, and the risk of this operation was not low. In case something goes wrong, Wu Qi may really be gone.

Dr. Greg and Xiang Keping stood on both sides of the operating table as the main and deputy performers of the operation. Greg looked at Wu Qi's face solemnly and said, "Operation is about to start, are you ready?"

Wu Qi looked at Dr. Greg and Xiang Keping as if he was more nervous than himself, and the tension in his heart suddenly reduced by half. He smiled and gasped Dr. Greg and Xiang Keping: "I've already prepared it, just wait for this moment."

Xiang Keping stroked his chest up and down, taking three deep breaths in a row, trying to calm himself down, his hands no longer shaking.

"Huh-Wu Qi, don't worry. We won't let it go."

"Ok."

After everyone in the operating room was ready, Greg gave orders that the electronic light at the top of the operating room door suddenly switched from green to red.

The operation begins.

Wu Qi closed his eyes, sinking his mind and silently communicating the power of ancestorization deep in his body. The revelation of the wild gods in the dark gave him an immediate response.

Unsealing the ancestralized gene seal to two-sevenths will temporarily simulate the corpse virus's ability to "transmit awareness to the whole body's nerves"!

Wu Qi acted decisively. In him, there was only one area in the original endless darkness shining with golden light. But the edge of the existing golden radiance area now "bashing" a lot of fire-like star lights, these golden star lights are connected to each other and merge together, and finally form a second filled with endless darkness Block puzzle!

As the revelation of the wild gods told, Wu Qi instantly realized how to "transmit consciousness to the whole body's nerves". He transmitted the main consciousness of the brain to his left hand through countless nerves and veins, and then his head was dull and his mouth was mechanically open:

"I have transferred the main consciousness to the left hand."

Xiang Keping and Dr. Greg glanced at each other, and immediately lowered the high-speed rotating saw with the operation lever. Because Wu Qi blocked the pain in the whole body in advance, the saw saw cut off his neck without any response, and Ren Xianbiao flew all over the operating table.

Immediately after another mechanical hand-held Omega ray release probe was aimed at Wu Qina's head, which was separated from the body, and after aiming, a bright yellow beam was emitted. The bright yellow light beam disappeared as if a warm sun had melted into the spring snow, and the head of the irradiated Wu Qi quickly turned into a gray light body, with deep stars of five colors flashing in it.

"Continue~lightnovelpub.net~Gregor said in a deep voice.

After 2 minutes, the gray body of Wu Qi’s head was reborn in destruction, and the recovered integrity was almost perfect; the head was then irradiated with weak Omega rays, and the “Nirvana” inside Wu Qi’s head was displayed on the monitoring instrument. The "virus" stock has been completely reset.

The head lying quietly on the operating table was as beautiful as an ingenious sculpture. A pair of eyes with slender black eyelashes closed like a sleep, as if nothing in the world could disturb him.

"Join the head."

The two manipulators move together to stitch Wu Qi's new head and original torso together. In a flash, dozens of **** thin tentacles flipped out of the cross section of Wu Qi's neck, active as if he ran outside to breathe a few breaths of fresh air, and then returned to the inside of the cross section, weaving each other into the missing flesh, bones, The nerves and skin make Wu Qi's neck look smooth without leaving any gaps.

"You can send the main consciousness back to the brain, Wu Qi." Greg said.

Waiting for Greg to hear Wu Qi's response, there was a "slap" in the operating room suddenly.

The lights are all black!