Gene of Brilliant City 13 Division

Chapter 1527 Fight!Master and Apprentice 41

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Marcus had just finished facial revision surgery on a deformed person, and walked out of a temporary operating room a little tired, looking at the desolate courtyard in front of him, in this huge facility that belonged to the Angus family during the war, There are less than 3000 freaks left.

Then Marcus turned on a light and shadow screen and reported the results of today's operation to Section Chief Akimi. At present, in the Seminary of God, apart from teaching and reviewing the medical market, people from Section 4 will basically come here in turn. Perform corrective surgery on deformed people.

In the past, the number of tens of thousands of deformed people has been effectively reduced, and because of the success of the longevity vaccine, the probability of deformed children has been reduced to 0.03% last year, and it has been 9 years since the success of cloning future technology.

The urban population is now maintained at 1800 million, and the population growth rate has continued to increase in the past 9 years. In the past, due to the impact of the aging society, the population was once reduced to 1400 million, and nearly 9 million newborns were born in 300 years.

Stimulated by newborn childcare subsidies and education subsidies introduced by Congress, many families have three or four children, and these newborn children will shoulder the next era.

The city once again passed through a heavy and old era, and is welcoming a more glorious era of light and shadow.

Marcus sighed, looking at the multi-functional light and shadow medical machine next to the operating table in the room, which can automatically change the injection fluid, and conduct detailed regular inspections to collect all data of patients. The profession of nurses has really been eliminated.

After the AI ​​system enters the medical industry, the industry only needs doctors who can see a doctor and perform surgery, but Marcus is somewhat unacceptable.

"The girls in nurse uniforms all disappeared."

Marcus laughed and sat at the door and lit a cigarette. Marcus also knew that this was an inevitable situation caused by medical technology and medical intensity. AI would even give some doctors who prescribed the medicine. Make reasonable reminders to make the doctor's work easier.

A doctor needs to accept a full range of patients. In the past, there may have been a difference between internal medicine and surgery, but now being able to use a light and shadow scalpel to perform surgery and to see some common diseases has basically become a doctor's entry threshold.

The medical industry is becoming more and more elite. Some powerful doctors can perform operations on three or four people at the same time. Marcus feels a little boring. Only smart guys can become doctors in the future.

Among the 32 schools, the elimination rate of 4 subjects is very high. Many students have no way to become medical elites and are quickly eliminated. They can only choose to go to 3 subjects as military physicians.

Marcus always felt that something was wrong, and the medical pressure would increase exponentially in the future. This is not a commendable thing. The speed of cultivating a qualified doctor is far lower than the growth rate of the population, even if the medical intensity increases too much , It is still difficult to alleviate, the most important thing is that this elite system has begun to solidify.

The most important thing is that the chief Akimi now intends to develop in the direction of nano-medicine, which will have a greater impact on the future of medical care. Marcus once discussed these things with Huashen in depth, but there is no answer.

This industry is not like other industries. Other industries are stupid, but they only need to do it for a long time. After gaining experience, no matter how stupid people can be, this industry is not good. Experience is often not necessarily useful. It is a flexible and smart head, and you can't make any mistakes in the middle. This is the most important point, because your mistakes are very likely to lead to the death of a patient.

In the past, medical malpractice was very common in cities, but now there are almost none, because the legal definition of medical malpractice is extremely strict.

Marcus knows what the gods want to do, so that the profession of doctors can return to its original intention. Healing diseases and saving lives is what doctors need to do. Hospitals are all the same, with the same charges and the same medical methods, there will not be much difference, and the medical prices can be balanced and stabilized.

Recently, Marcus feels more and more heavy. Everyone is just flesh and blood. In private, many former students of the 4th department are relatively silent. Although everyone did not mention the future cloning plan, many people There are some problems in my heart, plus the genetic food research that I am now cooperating with 11 and 12 families.

Coupled with the need to train the next batch of medical talents for the city, many people are under great pressure, and the medical market needs to be supervised, and those big medical companies Zhou Xuan are constantly conducting rectification investigations in all aspects of the entire drug market. Longer follow-up studies are also needed on the safety and reliability of new drugs.

Everything was exhausting. Marcus looked up at the fireworks floating in the sky all over the city. This kind of surgery was very easy for them. Only he and Frye came here today.

Marcus once thought that it would be great if someone could replace him, but the reality is that this group of people is responsible for the overall medical treatment of the city in the next era, and no one can replace it.

At this time, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Marcus looked into the facility behind him, and Frye ran over quickly.

"Come down and help me Marcus."

Marcus smiled helplessly and stood up. The only thing that supports many people today is perhaps seeing the next era of the light and shadow era, the era of mechanization, so that human beings may never get sick again.

Soon Marcus followed Frye to an underground facility that the two had spent a long time building. In a room with a large number of equipment, the clone Lolita lay quietly on the table , looks very weak, and there are many large jars with columnar bodies next to them, soaking some orcs of all kinds. These are the researches of Marcus, but unfortunately they all failed without exception.

"You might forget more next time."

Fry said, and the clone Lolita nodded.

"But what I'll never forget is, what do I do!"

Marcus walked to the edge of a wall and pressed a button on the wall. After half of the wall disappeared slowly, a training chamber was revealed. The new clone of Lolita was ready. Next It is the memory of Lolita who is about to die.

There are still flaws and instability in this technology. Both Fry and Marcus have inquired with some people from Section 10 about the technical part, but it is a pity that they still cannot be effectively resolved.

Neuroscience is also a relatively large research project in the current cooperation between 10 departments and 4 departments. In the plan of cloning the future, everyone has tried countless times. Many clones of the main body, clones of clones, memory It is difficult to preserve it very completely, as long as those things that will cause relatively large emotional fluctuations for the main body are remembered clearly.

Soon the clone Lolita on the stage stopped breathing, and Frye held her hand, and quickly took out a cranial nerve signal displacer from the back of Lolita's head, while Marcus was still adjusting it The body values ​​of the fresh clone Lolita need to be slightly adjusted after some values ​​are injected with some corresponding cool elements to ensure the fitness of the body.

Densely packed small tubes filled Lolita's body in the cultivation warehouse. Frye had already wrapped up the dead clone Lolita's body and put it in a corner.

"Are you still in doubt? What have you done? Is what you did right or wrong?"

Frye was silent and didn't speak, and Marcus smiled.

"You should have noticed, Fry, that the teachers are stripping away everything from people little by little. Remember what the teachers said in the history class!"

Frye nodded.

"One day when this place is no longer suitable for human habitation, human beings can only go to the vast universe to find the next planet that can survive. Everything the gods do is for the arrival of that moment. I was studying When they got their cell particles, they found an interesting thing."

Fry stood up, shaking his head.

"I'm going up to continue to operate on some deformed people, and I will trouble you here, Marcus."

Marcus laughed.

"Aren't you going to revive Nabe?"

Frye shook his head, he was still unable to make a decision, because in fact Nabe was already dead, and even if Nabe was resurrected using cloning technology, then she might not be her anymore, but someone else, and Nabe Nor do you wish to appear as a clone.

"Evidently I have collected all of Nabe's body data in such a complete manner, but I am still reluctant to do it, Frye, how about I help you."

"It's none of your business."

Frye said and left the room, and quickly returned to the facility corridor on the ground. He walked quietly in the dark aisle, and there was a faint light in the distance. At this time, Frye thought more Most of them are some mental illness patients who have come to see him recently.

The age ranges from the youngest 11 years old to the oldest 78 years old. This group of people has begun to become more and more marginalized. Although there are wards for such patients in the hospital, most of them are relatively expensive. If you can’t afford the money , Most of these people who have lost even the most basic ability to live will only go to death, no one cares about them, no one cares about them.

Mental illnesses are not like physical illnesses, which can be cured with drugs and surgery. Mental illnesses have no cure.

Most of the methods of drug suppression are very cruel, which will calm these patients down, but gradually lose their health. Some doctors even advocate frontal lobotomy to make some aggressive mental patients become Into the walking dead.

Mental illness is already a major problem in the city. Most doctors are reluctant to take it over. The cure rate is almost zero. In addition, the families of most patients cannot afford some effective but high long-term medical treatment. cost.

Frye quietly looked at the building behind him. He wanted to talk to Alpha. After all, this is the property of the Angus family. It would be much better if it was used as a shelter for the mentally ill. Frye Recently, I have also been studying the behavior of many mental illnesses, and the appeals hidden in their crazy words.

Frye has already found the direction of the future. He can't stand those things in the power circle, because he is not good at communication by nature, and he is not willing to accept those complicated things. It might be good to be a psychiatrist.

Seeing the gradually decreasing number of patients here, Fry felt a little excited at this moment. Something had to be done by someone. Fry himself was also a doctor. When he came back to his senses, the number of deformed people here There is only a little left, as long as the corrective surgery is completed, you can return to society, and you don't have to care about other people's eyes.

Looking back on everything in the past, Frye only remembers that he was attracted by that young boy with unparalleled skills. If Huashen hadn’t taken the initiative to come here to help mutants see a doctor and perform body correction surgery, this place might not be here until now. Still no one cares.

Fry had also thought about what he could do after graduation, but now he realized that the marginalized mental patients in this part of the city needed care and treatment, so Fry planned to build this place into a mental hospital.

But Frye had no money, so he could only talk to Alpha. Frye shook his head with a smile.

"The answer may already be obvious!"

1:01 AM

Accompanied by the sound of violent metal collisions, in a large building material production workshop located on the bottom floor of the west, a huge machine was emitting black smoke, and the steel ropes snapped one by one, and more than ten tons of steel fell from the hanging rope. .

"Be careful."

Accompanied by shouts and a bang, the steel that was supposed to be hoisted onto the truck tilted down.

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A few workers who were about to be hit by the truck sat on the ground in horror, black particles were floating in the air, Quasimodo raised his hands, and slowly moved the steel to the ground aside, a large number of workers took The fire extinguishing equipment is used to cool down the smoking machinery.

Many people became dazed and praised this big man with great strength and hard work.

After Quasimodo scratched his head, the foreman heaved a sigh of relief. The equipment should have been replaced a long time ago, but the boss refused to change it, saying that it would still work after they were repaired. In the end, something happened. If there is no such a big guy tonight, More than a dozen people will definitely be smashed into meat sauce.

At this time, Quasimodo walked towards the boss, his eyes looked a little embarrassed, and he pressed the back of his head with one hand.

"Can I get off work?"

Quasimodo asked a question, and the foreman nodded. Quasimodo has been working for a month without rest, and only sleeps 4 hours a day. He can do the work of 30 people by himself, but his salary is the same as that of others. Yes, many workers complained about this big guy who didn't talk much and always walked alone. In the end, the boss gave Quasimodo a special bonus, and the matter calmed down.

"This is your salary last month, a total of 6800 yuan, take it."

Quasimodo said thank you, took the money bag from the foreman, and carefully pushed out a stack of banknotes with two thick fingers, flipping through them one by one.

"There are so many Quasimodos that don't need to be counted, and you won't lose a penny."

Quasimodo became embarrassed, he couldn't read or count, he just wanted to see if every supersheet was a banknote, not a blank piece of paper, he had been tricked like this more than a dozen times.

Many workers came towards the foreman, and the foreman began to settle the money to them. Several people stopped Quasimodo and said to have a drink together. Quasimodo shook his head in refusal and left quickly.

"Hey, such an honest guy is too easy to suffer."

Quasimodo would still go out to eat and drink with his fellow workers before, but he was always the one who paid the bill in the end. The foreman couldn't stand it anymore, so he told Quasimodo not to go no matter who invited him.

Quasimodo came to the opposite side of the factory, bought some food and drink in a food store, and left with a big bag full of things. Seeing such a tall and burly guy like him, many people couldn't bear it. After all, in the city, it was the first time for many people to see a guy who could grow to a height of 3 meters.

"found it!"

Suddenly, accompanied by a burst of laughter, a man in a suit and leather shoes, who didn't look like a person from the bottom at all, ran over with a smile.

"Are you Mr. Quasimodo?"

Quasimodo looked at the smiling man in front of him, he turned on the light and shadow mobile phone, and immediately a business card stood in the air.

"I am the boss of Liuyun Entertainment TV Company from the Film and Television District, my name is Carlos!"

Carlos looked at Quasimodo with a smile on his face, and Quasimodo stared at everything on the business card and nodded.

"Can we talk?"

Quasimodo nodded, and after a while the two sat in a tavern, and Carlos said directly that he wanted to find Quasimodo to be a special actor.

Quasimodo didn't know what a special actor was, so he shook his head and refused, and Carlos immediately said with a smile.

"How much is your monthly salary, Mr. Quasimodo?"

Quasimodo didn't answer either, he didn't know what this man wanted him to do, after drinking a glass of water, Quasimodo stood up, looking like he wanted to leave, Carlos immediately became anxious.

"At least ten thousand a month, Mr. Quasimodo."

Quasimodo stopped for a while, or rather moved, but thinking of the energy he had been cheated in the past, Quasimodo did not rashly agree.

"Consider Mr. Quasimodo, where do you live!"

Quasimodo didn't say a word, but Carlos laughed.

"Tomorrow night is still in this tavern, Mr. Quasimodo, you think about it, I hope you will give me an answer tomorrow night, if you are not satisfied with the salary, we can continue to discuss, and we can add a few thousand yuan to you."

Quasimodo quickly passed through a large residential area, and soon came to some dilapidated housing areas outside the abandoned vegetable market. Many places inside were dimly lit, and many people came out for a while .

"Signor Quasimodo has returned."

Unkempt and unkempt, people who looked like ghosts and ghosts ran out one after another. Quasimodo put down the big bag that looked like a hill, and many people surrounded him and kept saying thank you for buying so many things. It only cost more than 200 yuan, but it is enough for more than 40 people here to eat for many days.

They are all beggars begging along the street, scavengers, and they are all people living on the edge of the city. Quasimodo also lives here. Any rent is needed here, and it is relatively quiet. Then Quasimodo picked up a large piece of it. Bread, and a bottle of water, and left, watching a group of people gobbled it up, Quasimodo calmly returned to the dilapidated three-storey room with a smile in his eyes, and sat cross-legged on the ground , quietly closed his eyes, as if praying for something.

It's just that Quasimodo's mind was thinking of more than 1 jobs a month, so he decided to check it out tomorrow.

2:13 AM

"We're out tomorrow, Hydra!"

Peristan looked at Hydera, who was in a trance. A group of people were celebrating the New Year in the cafeteria of the prison. The manager provided them with drinks and some food. Many people will be released from prison tomorrow. It's a petty crime.

Tamai smiled helplessly. He could see that Hydera was unwilling. He had already completed his studies in chemistry in prison, but his sentence remained unchanged. This year is exactly ten years. He has been in prison for 20 years. Although the prison managers have taken good care of Hydera, allowing him to move freely a lot of time, and giving him some opportunities to go out on parole from time to time, it is just that Hydera seems to have changed his mentality. .

"I will definitely do something for you, Hydera, you believe me and don't give up any hope."

Peristan said, Hydera nodded, his eyes were a little wet, the law did not make any adjustments, there is no way to reduce the sentence for serious cases such as homicide, and the law has become more and more stringent, Tamai and others In prison for 20 years, he also learned some legal and economical things. He knew very well that Hydera's case, as a textbook case of the city's management, was almost impossible to overthrow. For Hydera, what is it like, Tamai dare not think about it, nor can he imagine that this poor young man is already 30 years old.

What makes Hydera feel uncomfortable is that his last relative also died of illness last year, and no one will come to visit him.

Even some prisoners in the prison complained about everything about Hydera, and from time to time someone deliberately bullied him.

"If you want anything, remember to contact me, Tamai and I will send it to you."

As Peristan said, Hydera shook his head, with a hint of despair in his eyes, and Perristan raised his glass and took a sip with Hydera.

Tamai said with a smile.

"I will definitely send you some of the latest photos of actresses, or some adult movies."

Hydera shook his head with a bitter smile. Both of them knew that what Hydera wanted was freedom, but they couldn't give it to him.

Now Peristan's funny comic "Special Warfare Zero" is completely popular, and the TV series has filmed more than 100 episodes, and the economic losses caused by him and Tamai have been compensated.

After a while, Hydera got drunk and fell asleep on the table. Peristan looked at him and sighed a little moved for a while.

"We have to do something for him. The managers can't do anything for him from their standpoint. After all, if something is really done, the law will have no stand."

Tamai nodded.

2:23 AM

Located in the warden's office, it was a mess, many wine bottles were empty, and there were a lot of food boxes on the table that had already been eaten.

砰

Latis bowed his waist and hit a pink ball into the bottom pocket. Alpha, who was holding the club next to him, looked serious. Latis took the cigarette from Alpha's mouth and took a puff. asked refreshingly.

"How about it! For the New Year's punishment game, I might as well just let you take off your clothes and run around naked on it."

Alpha looked at Latis angrily.

"Hurry up."

Latis shook his head, held the cue in one hand, looked at Alpha and hit the white ball casually, and soon the black ball accurately fell into the left middle pocket.

Alpha pressed his forehead, then looked at Latis.

"Are you really going to let me go?"

Latis smiled and wrapped his hands around Alpha's neck, and Alpha slapped Latis on the forehead.

"I'm so kind to come to accompany you at night, don't go too far."

Latis smiled and sat back on the sofa with his arms around Alpha.

"Punishment games are still necessary, otherwise wouldn't such a game be boring! Let me think about it, this is good, you call Noah, and then admit that you are too impulsive, and apologize to him."

In an instant, Alpha's face turned rosy, and he turned his head.

"do not want!"

Latis moved his cheek closer and rubbed Alpha's cheek.

"We agreed to accept the bet. I lost a game before. You asked me to bring food and drink to the prisoners. Didn't I already obey it? Now it's your turn, Alpha."

Alpha still turned his head, Latis called out the light and shadow phone, and pressed Noah's number, 0010.

"That bastard actually asked you to say good things."

"What's the matter, Latis, call me so late. Is there something wrong with the equipment in the prison? I'll send someone to overhaul it right away."

Latis sighed.

"What are you doing?"

"We are formulating some steps for the opening of industrial light and shadow technology, and some related things."

Latis smiled and handed the phone to Alpha, then squeezed Alpha's mouth.

"it's me!"

Noah on the phone was startled for a while.

"What's up Alpha, isn't it?"

"It was indeed my fault before, sorry!"

The phone was hung up immediately, and Alpha looked at Latis who was hugging her stomach with a smile, pressed her on the sofa, and scratched her.

"Excessive!"

After a while, Alpha lit a cigarette, and Latis shook his head helplessly.

"In my opinion, you are too much. Noah always gives way to you and follows you. It's just a quarrel. You scold him, and he doesn't say anything. On the contrary, you angry."

Alpha leaned on the sofa, Latis shook his head and stood up.

"Let's go, let's take a shower together and go to bed."

"Maybe it's because I've been too emotional recently."

Latis grabbed Alpha with a grinning hand.

"We are always women, and it is normal to have a little temper, but I am amazed that you will not bring your emotions to work, so in life, it is reasonable to pass it on to Noah, after all, he is a Very generous."

(End of this chapter)