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"At least three days." Wuhun's expression was also a little dignified.

Slowly raising his head, seeing all the people present looking at him, Wuhun thought for a while before adding: "There is another way, which is to lower the temperature. Theoretically, the lower the temperature, the more manic spells will dissipate." Fast, but the body cannot withstand an infinite temperature drop, so this is also a theory."

"Ask him how long it will take him to solve this skill at minus 120 degrees." K's voice rang again.

"If it can be controlled at minus 120 degrees, is one day enough?" Before Han Xiaodong could speak, Wang Jiayuan rushed to ask.

"Theoretically, it is enough. If you can really control this temperature, with your physical condition, it will be enough for about 20 hours. But the problem is, people will definitely freeze to death at this temperature. How can you let it go?" Will she come back to life?" As for Wang Jiayuan's question, Wuhun obviously couldn't understand it.

Not to mention being soulless, even Olivia who was present frowned tightly, and it was also difficult to understand why Wang Jiayuan raised such an impossible question.

She and Wang Jiayuan are familiar with each other, so it is not good to directly refute her words, Olivia thought for a while and said: "Although the current popular cryonics is theoretically feasible, it is very difficult in practice.

At present, this technology can only preserve human remains. It is said that it can be resurrected, but it is actually an expensive mortuary. Our technology only controls the temperature at about minus 30 degrees, and with the addition of auxiliary equipment and medicines, we can maintain the vitality of the body. 120 degrees... It's probably not technically feasible. "

After she finished speaking, before Han Xiaodong could ask a question, K took over the conversation: "Not only that, minus 120 degrees, there is no equipment in this base that can operate at such a low temperature. After all, this is not NASA, no Such exaggerated equipment will be manufactured and stored, and under this premise, everything must be operated manually."

K's words raised the difficulty of the question again, which made Han Xiaodong feel dizzy.

Fortunately, he knew in his heart that with K's character, since he dared to say this, he must be sure, but he didn't know how to operate this so-called manual operation.

"Let's talk about what you need. I know you have a solution." Now that K stood up at this time, Han Xiaodong didn't want to go around with him anymore.

After all, this is a matter of Anna's life and death. Although Wuhun's method is not recorded in the memory given to him by Wuhun, Han Xiaodong believes that Wuhun will not just talk nonsense. They all say that folk remedies can cure serious illnesses, but how many so-called folk remedies are there? The one that was finally recorded in medical books?

Now, the memory given to him by the witch god is orthodox, and what Wuhun said is a folk prescription based on experience.The most important thing is that now they really can't think of any other way, they can only use a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and it is serious to save Anna.

"I need a large refrigerator that can drop to minus 120 degrees and maintain a constant temperature for 24 hours. The temperature is electronically controlled and the temperature difference cannot exceed one degree.

The medicine that the female doctor said needs to be used 24 hours a day. In addition, a needle tube that can be used at minus 120 degrees and a chair that is strong enough are needed. "

Han Xiaodong was about to write down what K wanted to say one by one, but after hearing the items he asked for, he felt bad: "Is this what you want?"

He panicked for a while, because he knew very well that this was an extremely complicated and sophisticated adventure, and the many things required meant that the technique was difficult and the coordination was complicated. If the things required were few, it could only mean...

"Anyway, you are operating inside, why do I need so many useless equipment? A chair that can be used in low temperature is enough.

Besides, didn’t I tell you earlier that the entire base can’t find a few decent equipment that can work normally for 120 hours at minus 24 degrees? Yes, if something goes wrong, is it your fault?Or is it mine? "

"What? Me? Minus 120 degrees? Operating for 24 hours? Are you so confident in my ability to resist the cold?" Han Xiaodong's hair stood on end. He felt unreliable.

The lowest temperature on earth comes from the Vostok scientific research monitoring station in Antarctica. The extreme temperature is minus 89.2 degrees. People working in that kind of place almost want to wrap themselves like a bear, and spend most of their time indoors , can resist the severe cold.

Although NASA satellites once observed a temperature of minus 92 degrees in the east of the Antarctic Plateau, the results of satellite observations at that time did not challenge this temperature for a long time.

Now K makes Han Xiaodong stay in the severe cold of minus 120 degrees for 24 hours, which is definitely the ultimate challenge to the human body.

Of course, this kind of challenge has not happened before. In order to quickly recover their physical strength, some athletes have also challenged the low temperature of 120 degrees, still wearing single clothes, but the challenge time is only 2 minutes.

Now K actually wants Han Xiaodong to stay in this scalp-numbing environment for a whole day. If he doesn't scold his mother in his heart, Han Xiaodong thinks that he must have a good temper, almost like a dead person.

"K, your uncle! If you want to kill me and change my master, just say so, you don't need to bother. Really, your current method is really inferior to a beast! It's too inhumane! It's so insane! You It's not to save Sister Anna, it's definitely to kill me!"

Han Xiaodong was already gnashing his teeth.

Although his physique is stronger than that of ordinary people, he still has no confidence in the challenge of such a low temperature. The most important thing is that the space requires a constant temperature of minus 120 degrees.

In other words, he can't use any skills to keep himself warm. This is no different from slow suicide.

"I know your difficulties, but do you have a better way now? Believe me, I have calculated, and I will design a suitable cold-resistant suit for you to ensure that you can come out alive.

You should be lucky now that the temperature she needs is minus 120 degrees instead of minus 120 degrees, otherwise, I can only get you a piece of tin foil for grilling. "

As he said that, K released a three-dimensional image in Han Xiaodong's mind. It was a jet-black over-the-knee coat that exuded a luxurious temperament from top to bottom.

"You are... your uncle! Isn't this a dog fur coat?!" After taking a closer look, Han Xiaodong immediately recognized the real body of this coat.

"Um...sorry, I took the wrong one, it's this one." K pretended to fake cough, and then, the picture flashed, and a white dress similar to a spacesuit appeared in Han Xiaodong's mind.

"Don't be so exaggerated, I don't go to heaven." Seeing this dress, he finally felt a little relieved.

This clothes looks very thick, it is definitely the kind of design that can at least resist the low temperature below minus one hundred degrees when worn on the body.It's just that the clothes look a bit bloated, and the movement may be restricted by then.

"No way, I checked the base's material library, and I can only make this set of clothes for you for the time being. It's important to save people, and I don't have time to study these details."

Han Xiaodong thought for a while, finally gritted his teeth, and turned to look at Wang Jiayuan: "You know the situation, these materials, are they all right?"