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Chapter 455 The Mars Project, ask about longevity? (big chapter)

"over there!"

The fat security guard raised his hand tremblingly, and pointed behind him, "Go straight, go straight to the end, then walk against the wall, keep walking for about five or six minutes, and you will be able to see it."

"Thank you."

He Ao nodded his thanks, passed the fat security guard, and walked towards the route behind him.

The fat security guard turned his head and glanced at He Ao, got up tremblingly, and patted the dust off his body, "Is it easy for me to make some money? I..."

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He Ao didn't pay attention to the action of the fat security guard, he quickly walked to the end of the road, passed through the parked vehicles, and arrived at the position against the wall.

The overall wall presents a slight arc, and the underground space of this hospital seems to maintain a strict correspondence with the ground.

In the process of walking, He Ao occasionally invoked his consciousness to take a look at the situation on the ground.

In the murals recorded by the Andavi family, the original Fountain of Youth seemed to have collapsed during the battle between the quarryman and the foreign angel and was buried by chaotic rocks.

Since it was buried, during the construction of the project, if the engineering team dug a little deeper, it might be possible to dig out the fountain of youth.

After all, the fact that the Andavi family, which had low productivity 900 years ago, could not be dug out does not mean that the modern engineering team could not dig it out.

However, He Ao looked all the way and found no obvious traces of energy.

This proves that there is no strong energy spillover, at least in shallow locations close to the underground car park.

I don't know if it is well sealed, or there is no energy here.

He Ao squatted down and tapped the ground under his feet lightly.

The feedback sound is very muffled, there is no empty sound, and there seems to be no other space below. This underground parking lot is the bottom floor.

The sewer planning of Limen City did not pass through here either.

He Ao stood up and glanced at it.

The entire underground parking lot is normal, and the flow of people is not restricted, and there are no special people walking in it.

Just like a normal underground car park.

If the opening of the Fountain of Youth was here, it shouldn't be so peaceful.

Howard shook his head and continued on.

And as he continued to move forward, the curved wall gradually became straight, as if an additional straight wall was built to separate part of the entire circle.

The separated space should be a mortuary.

Going forward, without taking a few steps, He Ao saw a silver double iron door appearing in front of him.

Ho O pulled the latch, and the door was locked.

He lowered his head and looked down.

The shadow of the drainpipe next to the light is reflected in the gap under the door.

Nocturnal!

In the next second, He Ao appeared in the vast and silent room.

The room contained only a quiet dormant robot and rows of cold silver-gray metal cabinets.

These metal cabinets are arranged densely, with the bottom connected to the ground and the top connected to the roof, silently.

Each metal cabinet has a number on it, and this number refers to the deceased person in the cabinet.

A person has a name before his body, and he will have a name after his death.

Most large hospitals in the Federation have realized automatic access to morgues.

The corpses of the dead are stored in the mortuary cabinet by intelligent machinery like goods, and then taken out of the cabinet when they need to be transported away.

The whole process basically does not require manual work.

He Ao walked quietly in this quiet and depressing environment, and the central air conditioner that maintained a constant temperature was blowing icy wind.

The surroundings are so quiet, and there is no smart security or walking employees in sight.

Generally, no one thinks of coming to the mortuary to 'play', and there are strict access control in the passageway to enter the mortuary, which isolates most of the 'visitors' who do not have permission.

A low probability of 'unexpected visitors' means safety, and safety means that there is no need to install expensive intelligent identification security systems.

And even if the body is lost... the damage caused is very little.

Spread the unexpected cost over a long period of time, if the loss caused by the accident is lower than the cost of installing and maintaining the security system, then for the consortium, this is a 'profitable' business.

Therefore, the security of the entire mortuary seems a bit weak, except for a few cameras with obvious dead spots, it is basically in an undefended state.

He Ao easily avoided the cameras and entered the interior of the mortuary.

He stops at a morgue that appears to be in use and presses the check button on the morgue.

This check button is generally used by the staff to check the condition of the corpse.

The corpse of an old dead man popped out.

He Ao stared at the deceased. There was no specific and obvious injury on the deceased, and he seemed to have died of illness.

He turned on Super Memory and glanced at it.

The dead have no soul, and there is not even the slightest shadow on the body.

The soul dissipates quickly after death.

He Ao pushed the cabinet back, thought for a moment, and then opened several mortuary cabinets that showed that he died within two days.

Exactly the same, there is no soul left.

After death, most souls will dissipate quickly, but when the soul is already very thin, the speed of dissipation will slow down, and the whole process may even last for seven days.

It doesn't make sense for something to completely dissipate within a day or two.

He Ao pushed the corpses back, looked up and looked around.

Rows of icy mortuaries reaching the roof spread out along his line of sight, extending into the depths of the deep and dim light.

The densely packed mortuary cabinets are like trees made of corpses, forming a deep and dark jungle.

At a certain moment, He Ao seemed to hear chaotic and crazy ravings coming from his ears, as if an ancient curse lingered around him.

The lights in the distance seemed to be extinguished, and the surrounding colors dimmed in an instant. It seemed that only He Ao was left in the whole world, and the narrow corridor made of mortuary cabinets that spread to the depths of endless darkness in front of He Ao.

Phantom slender limbs protruded from the morgue, swaying like catkins.

The cold wind blew against He Ao's cheek again, like the sound of death.

People with strong souls and high inspiration are always prone to seeing things that shouldn't be seen.

Howard shrugged.

He raised his foot and walked towards the end of the abyss naturally.

In the next second, the depressing and terrifying scene instantly dimmed, and the ravings in his ears disappeared.

The central air conditioner blows the wind that smells like the dead, and He Ao's surroundings once again turned into the silent mortuary.

The morgues with phantom limbs sticking out have also returned to normal.

Can't play it...
Howe smacked his lips.

Just now he was thinking that there were not enough clues, yet someone sent them with his face close to his face, but the phantom disappeared in an instant.

Just be intimidating and timid, right?
However, it is not without clues. This may be related to the existence of a certain angel or higher.

Only such an existence can derive this mysterious environment of spying because of contact with clues related to the other party.

If it is a little weaker, it is likely to be influenced by the opponent and become the opponent's minion.

Sometimes a strong soul is not a good thing, especially when it comes to things directly related to high-level existence.

He Ao looked around a few times, opened a few more cabinets, and this time did not trigger the environment again.

It seems that the illusion of connection can only be triggered once.

He glanced at the time,
Coles' surgery should be almost done.

He turned and walked out of the morgue.

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[-]th Floor, Building A, Qunxing Zhimei Hospital

The old doctor with a slightly higher hairline and half-white hair was finishing changing clothes and came out of the locker room when a young resident doctor came over with the hospital's internal phone in his hand, "Professor, someone is looking for you, say It's your friend."

"my friend?"

The old doctor was taken aback, and he reached out to take the phone, "Hello, hello."

"Dr. Coles?"

A somewhat hoarse middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Coles subconsciously felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, and that it was a character that he remembered deeply.

But he had to meet too many people and listen to too many voices every day, and he didn't remember who the voice belonged to for a while.

"Yes," he nodded slightly, "are you?"

"I am your 'patient'" said calmly on the other end of the phone, "We met six days ago, in the institute, when I was lying on the operating table and you were holding a knife."

Coles' body froze in place, the corridors of the hospital were full of noisy people coming and going, but he felt that the world was so silent for a moment.

"Doctor, I have something to ask you. I'll be waiting for you at the front desk."

Seeing that Coles didn't respond on the phone, he didn't seem to be puzzled, but added softly.

Then the other party hung up the phone.

"Dududu-"

As the phone beeped, Coles was still holding the phone, his face expressionless, and he froze in place.

"Professor? Professor?"

The young resident shouted softly beside him.

"Ah good."

Coles woke up like a dream.

He supported his head and rubbed the space between his brows, as if he was dizzy.

The young doctor immediately reached out to help, "Professor? Are you feeling unwell?"

"it's okay no problem."

Coles shook his head, "Maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday, I'm going down."

With that said, he was about to move forward.

"Professor, call!"

"Oh, okay, I'll give it back to you."

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After waiting for about ten minutes, He Ao met Coles at the front desk.

The other party was a little taken aback when he saw He Ao at the first glance, but he quickly realized that he walked over, looked at He Ao, and hesitated to speak.

"There's a coffee shop outside the hospital, why don't we go there and have a chat?"

Before he could speak, Ho Ao said with a smile.

Coles looked at He Ao's smiling face, knowing that He Ao didn't want to expose this matter, he nodded slightly, "Okay."

As he spoke, he called and ordered some things, then followed He Ao and left the hospital.
The two quickly walked to the coffee shop outside the hospital.

Howe asked for a cup of black coffee, while Coles asked for a glass of milk.

This coffee shop provides private rooms, and the two opened a small private room. He Ao checked it, and there was no camera in the private room.

Black coffee and milk are served quickly,

Coles took a sip of milk, and as time passed, his mood gradually calmed down,
"So, what do you want?"

Being an underground doctor is not very glamorous, and it is still related to institutions in gray areas like research institutes. If it gets out, it will deal a fatal blow to the medical reputation he has accumulated in half his life.

"Doctor, take it easy," He Ao said softly, "I just want to understand the ins and outs of this matter, for example...how did you become the 'doctor' of the institute?"

He paused for a moment and added, "Based on your current status and status, you should not be short of money."

"The cause is a study."

Coles glanced at He Ao, with a hoarse voice, "There is a secret research within Qunxing Group, and Reid is one of the leaders of some of the research projects. At that time, it was about ten years ago, and I was not as tall as I am now. status, he invited me to participate in the study."

"It seems that this is a very important research project."

Ho sat up straight,

Coles is already a relatively well-known figure in the federal medical community.

It would be understandable if he joined this research because of certain interests when he was young, but at this age, this status is still in this research project, which proves that this research project itself is very attractive to him.

"Yes!"

Coles took a sip of his coffee and looked out the window.

This private room has a relatively large one-way floor-to-ceiling window. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the streets coming and going outside the window, as well as the patients who come to seek medical treatment.

Most of these people are old people with gray hair.

He Ao glanced at him, turned his head, and asked with a smile, "So can I know what the theme of this project is?"

"In theory, I signed a non-disclosure agreement and shouldn't tell you, but I don't seem to be able to make a decision now,"

Coles turned his head to look at He Ao, and smiled hoarsely. He paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something,
"The project was called the 'Mars Project', and the subject he was working on was simple,
"eternal life."

After finishing speaking, he stared at He Ao's cheek, and found that He Ao's expression didn't change much.

He was a little puzzled, "You don't seem surprised."

"Isn't it normal for a medical consortium to study immortality?" He Ao shrugged.

"When science and technology develop to a certain level, or even do not need to develop to a certain level, there will always be those who hold wealth and power who want to hold wealth and power forever.

"In the age of ignorance, some priests were responsible for researching immortality. In the modern era, this task would naturally fall to the medical consortium. As the largest medical consortium in the Federation, it is not surprising that Qunxing Pharmaceuticals has a plan to study immortality. ,
"The key is"

He Ao stared at Coles in front of him, "What have you researched?"

"Precisely what 'they' worked out."

Coles looked out the window with deep eyes,
"For more than ten years, I have not entered the core of the research, I can only see 'they' take out the core results one by one, of course, through the 'rumination' of these core results, I also have the present status."

He Ao stared at the old doctor in front of him, picked a cube of sugar from the table, put it into the coffee, and shook it gently with a coffee spoon.

This old doctor does not seem to be as respected and indifferent to fame and wealth as he appears on the surface.

(A double monthly ticket asks for a monthly ticket)

　A little busy, later, still on the way.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)