Sanxingdui has always been short of volunteers for human trials.

Yurek loaded the latest batch of volunteers who had submitted the volunteer form and completed the physical examination, and counted the number of people, there were ten in total.

All of them are wearing headgear, and the channels for external links with Star Network are naturally blocked early.

"Is the number correct?"

The handover person asked Yurek.

Yurek nodded, branded his spiritual imprint on the electronic file he handed over, and drove a car of people to the experimental area around the car door, humming a song.

The lowest-level human experiments in Sanxingdui belong to high-level secrecy, and it is natural to protect the specific location of the experimental area.

"That... little brother driving, can I ask?"

While driving, the voice of a volunteer came from behind Yurek.

"what?"

This was Yurek's first shipment, and he was very patient with these dedicated people, and he responded with kind words.

"Has the money for this experiment been credited to the designated account?"

Yurek thought they were asking for specific information about the experiment, and he was still thinking about how much he could say.

"money?"

"Yes, the agreement promises to be 50,000 Star Coins, and it is said that the remittance can be made by signing the agreement... You see that the agreement has just been signed, so I just wanted to ask if the remittance has started."

A voice just fell, and another voice echoed.

"Yes, yes, we were put on our hoods before we saw the record, and we were very surprised."

"Little brother, you are a staff member here. You should know this, right? Can you tell us so that we can relax a little?"

Yurek was shocked beyond words.

He couldn't help but ask: "You...are you doing the experiment for money?"

The man who asked the question first chuckled, with a bit of bitterness in his voice: Otherwise? This shows that there is no return in the business, and everyone knows that it is to exchange life for money. "

"I also have a daughter who doesn't even know how to walk. It's impossible for me to make any money like this. The only thing I can use is this body."

Yurek couldn't help looking at the rear display screen, and found that half of the person who said this was disabled, with an empty sleeve and trouser legs hanging in the air, sitting in position, hiding in the crowd, not careful You can't see it at all.

"Your body... No, why don't you want to do something else?" Yurek still carried the innocence he just came out of the campus.

"My home is in a war zone, and the first shot of the battle was fired there."

The man grinned: "My family doesn't have much money, so naturally it's impossible to get a prosthesis."

In his free and easy tone, he could not hide the despair.

"Who would be willing to come here to sign a volunteer form if there was a way."

"Yes, yes."

"Don't they all exchange their lives for money?"

The rest of the people echoed: "What's more, in our situation, any job is life-threatening. If you become a volunteer here, you don't have to do your own brain activities, and you will get a lot of money. A dozen anesthesia, everything I don't know, is there anything more worry-free than waking up and seeing a large sum of money in the bill?"

"As for the risks... There is a risk in everything you do. It's a matter of dying sooner or later."

"I said the one in front, this is your first time participating in the experiment, right? Don't worry, this is Sanxingdui after all, and the reputation is still guaranteed, so you don't have to worry, the money must be lying in your account now! You said Isn't that right, little brother driving?"

Yurek forced a smile, and later realized that the group of them couldn't see at all, so his expression collapsed, and he echoed with difficulty: "Ah... um. It must have arrived."

Those who can skip grades in college towns are at least not bad in terms of IQ and family background.

Although Yurek's family is not a very rich person, but they don't need to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

He was isolated in an ivory tower since he was a child, and he did not study any majors in humanities and social sciences.

war…

He still remembered how he toasted with his new colleagues when he heard the announcement of the war—

Finally there is peace.

He, like many others, can't wait for the federal government to take down these notorious pirates.

But he never realized a problem.

Peace never comes out of thin air.

It was built on sacrifice, blood, and countless homeless lives.

The air of peace has always been filled with **** fog. Many people turn a blind eye, but once they choose to see it, they will feel overwhelming suffocation.

"Little brother, do you know what this experiment is about?"

The man who was obviously an "experimental old fritters" casually tried to talk to Yurek, "Let's talk about it, let the brothers have a good idea."

After a few words, they began to call themselves brothers.

Just as Yurek was about to speak, he remembered the confidential notice that he had just been trained, so the words came to his lips, and he turned a corner: "I don't know."

"but-"

Yurek looked at the man on the rear screen who was participating in the experiment for the first time. His one hand was firmly grasping his trousers, and the folds on it were clearly visible from a distance.

The newly released rookie was soft-hearted for no reason. After thinking about it, he decided to change the euphemism.

"This time it's very simple, just play a game."

"what game?"

The new man really relaxed a lot, and his voice was not so nervous.

Yurek turned a corner, braked firmly into the garage, and turned off the engine.

"Tetris."

***

After the Dawn experiment, the research progress of the great return has achieved a leap forward.

The last time was an accidental discovery, but this time, it is the second confirmatory experiment based on sufficient conjectures and a large number of complex data theoretical support.

After all, Dawn was only two "heads" at that time, and now it is necessary to further expand the scale to verify their conjectures.

The group of people that Yurek transported was the material for this experiment.

"This time, you are really an assistant. Not only are you responsible for the preliminary preparation and testing, but you are also responsible for the recorder-although it's just a recorder, you still need to make sure that every link is kept in mind."

Riley patted the young man on the shoulder and encouraged: "Do you remember?"

Yurek nodded and said professionalism, the innocence on his face replaced by a seriousness: "The electrical impulses that indicate brain activity are recorded by electroencephalography, and transcranial magnetic stimulators and mental network stimulators... "

He looked at several precision instruments on the table: "In short, I'm trying to find a way to stimulate neurons through magnetic fields to affect the structure of the mental network... First set a 'sender', let him play Tetris, and decide whether to rotate... If feasible If you do, the 'recipient' will have a phantom flash in the brain..."

"Okay, okay." Riley nodded.

These subjects have been given local anesthesia and are lying in the observation room next door, waiting for the next instruction.

"Go get ready and put the recipient's pads on them." Riley put on his gloves.

"Then—what about the sender?" Yurek asked in surprise.

Riley looked him up and down. "Don't you know?"

"Who?"

"dawn."

***

According to the collective discussion in the institute, it was decided that the "sender" should be Dawn.

After all, this experiment involves the core proposition of controlling the mental network, and everyone did it with the mentality of success.

Even if the experimental results are testable, the possibility of mutation cannot be ruled out.

If the "sender" gave the rest of the people an order other than the experiment, it would be a big challenge for the experiment itself and for the safety of Sanxingdui.

After much deliberation, the role of "sender" can only be performed by relevant persons.

There is no shortage of death squads in the institute, but researchers.

There are only a few relevant people, all of whom are the backbone of the research institute.

They are willing, but if something goes wrong, research on this topic is a huge step backward.

From this perspective, the final decision is still Dawn.

—Although it is a bit cruel, but in essence, Dawn is the most suitable candidate.

She was born as an "observation object". She was young, and she only showed a child who was simply interested in experiments. Even if there were some careful thoughts in their hearts, they were confident that they would not be able to make any waves.

What's more, there is also a miniature bomb implanted in Liming's body. Once she has other small actions, this bomb is enough to solve the problem.

Yurek opened his mouth and unconditionally supported the result.

Just don't know why, he suddenly remembered the question that Dawn asked him in the laboratory last time:

【Do you like princesses? Or general? 】

How did he answer then?

"General, after all, she led everyone to overthrow that kingdom."

But how did Dawn answer?

Lying on the operating table, she asked plainly, "Then why did the general commit suicide in the end?"

The conversation ends here.

Dawn closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

The anesthesia assistant took off the mask, indicating that he had completed the final work.

***

The experiment went very smoothly.

After proving the possibility that one person's mind can manipulate many people, the assistants quickly helped to remove the electrodes attached to the ten "recipients".

When the last person was removed, an assistant was keenly aware that this electrode pad seemed to be a little different from the others.

"this…"

"What's wrong?" Yurek leaned in and asked.

"This electrode...doesn't it seem a little old to you?"

Yurek glanced at it and smiled, and comforted: "It's okay, there was a small problem with the No. 1 equipment before. When I tested it, I found that some small parts were faulty. This is a good replacement."

"That's it." The other assistant nodded and quickly ignored the small anomaly.

After he left, Yurek slowly stretched out the clenched fist on his side.

In the palm of his hand, all the details are cold sweat that has not yet dissipated.

He remembered that after the last experiment was over, he expressed his guilt and carefully bought the warm hardcover version of fairy tales recommended by the system from the children's counter of Xingwang and ran to apologize to Liming.

"It's okay."

Dawn's head was wrapped in gauze, and she was lying on the hospital bed. The wounds repaired by the repair fluid and particle scalpel still needed a certain period of rest.

The little girl looked at the researcher who came to visit with fruits, flowers and hardcover storybooks, and smiled tolerantly.

"I love that story."

"Anyway, I still have to apologize." Yurek blushed, "After all, it wasn't a warm fairy tale."

"If you really want to apologize, do me a little favor."

Dawn winked secretly at Yurek, shining like stars in the night sky.

"What?" he answered subconsciously.

"I may participate in the next experiment." Liming sniffed, showing a pitiful look, "But it hurts too much..."

Yurek's sympathy reached its peak at the soft, waxy voice of the child.

"Can you help me to lower the pain nerve secretly?"

"Why don't you use anesthesia?" Yurek laughed. "Then you won't feel anything."

"But I want to watch the whole experiment!" Liming whispered coquettishly, "Just turn it down a little bit. Anyway, the test has nothing to do with pain."

Yurek was so worn out that he thought about it and thought, "Then I'll report to the director..."

"No." Dawn laughed secretly, "They will definitely not agree for the accuracy of the experimental results."

"But…"

Li Ming lengthened his tone: "Is it okay... I really hurt..."

Those deer-like eyes made Yurek almost irresistible!

You must know that there is a loli figure on his own laboratory table! He had always had a preference for such little girls, and now that he had seen Dawn on the operating table with his own eyes, it was even more impossible for Yurek to refuse.

"But I don't know if I'll be a tester..." he said hesitantly.

Li Ming smiled and blinked: "You definitely will."

***

Many things, promised the first time, there will be a second time, a third time.

Yurek discovered that Dawn had an extraordinary talent for getting things done.

Just as he was about to enter the lab to lower the pain threshold, Dawn stalked and wanted to go with him, saying that he had received Riley's permission—under Yurek's watch, he could go in and take a look, but Nothing can be touched.

At that time, Riley and Jeffrey were so busy with the experimental data that they had no time to take her personally, so this glorious task fell on Yurek, who was closest to Dawn and had the best relationship.

Yurek only thought she was curious and didn't take it to heart.

He just didn't expect that when he was adjusting the equipment, Liming accidentally tripped over the wires on the bottom of his feet and fell, and many connected instruments were scattered on the ground.

Fortunately, most of the drop resistance is good, and only a few parts need to be replaced.

It was the first time that Yurek was exposed to this kind of incident, and he was already very nervous. He was not wary of Dawn itself, he even left a sentence "Wait for me to come back" and hurried to apply for new parts.

By the time he came back, Liming had already helped a lot of equipment and cleaned up some of the mess.

"It's alright, you just report that the equipment is broken, it's not our fault." Dawn's kid said comfortingly, "Look, they can't see it after the restoration anyway."

Yurek was amused by the child's words, and shook his head: "Naive."

Of course, the report had to be reported, but Yurek attributed everything to his carelessness—of course, he would not mention the matter of leaving Dawn alone in the middle.

Still a child after all.

What threat can a simple child be?

Yurek thought from the bottom of his heart, and volunteered to take all the faults.

***

Those who have lost hands and feet are being stitched up by nanorobots.

- He got a good reward for this experiment. Sanxingdui not only gave him a lot of money, but even offered to use the latest technology to equip him with a prosthetic limb.

Although at the same time, he also clearly told him that this was an experiment with new materials, and he had to bear the risk.

But what does it matter?

The poor are not qualified to be selective.

The man looked at the prosthesis he was assembling with relief, thinking about how to prepare a surprise for his daughter when he went back, and suddenly heard a little girl's voice, very similar to his daughter, clear and sweet:

【Have you heard the story of the princess and the general? Do you like princesses? Or general? 】

The author has something to say: I have a lot of things to do during the Chinese New Year, so I can't update it. The next update will be on the 9th. Don't worry, the number of words that should be there is indispensable for you (lit cigarette.jpg)

Today's New Year's Eve, I wish everyone a Happy New Year in advance! .

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