The world was shocked: You call this a museum?

Chapter 67
Half a year later, Zhao Yan was lying in the operating room. At this time, several doctors with big bellies surrounded him with scalpels.

"I'm taking anesthesia, bear with it." said the chief surgeon, whose name was Jiang Li.

She was very worried, because if there was a slight difference, Zhao Yan might be next door.

At this time, more than 300 people were waiting anxiously outside the operating room.

People with huge parts have bulged stomachs, whether big or small, pointed or round.

People are very worried.

"Sister Lihua, is he okay?" Emily said, she lowered her head and put her hands on her stomach.

"Don't worry, we have been preparing for this operation for half a year, and now the fate of the old human beings rests on him alone." Lihua said, "I believe that he will survive, and then the children of this generation will see their fate." Father."

"Everyone, let's pray for Zhao Yan." The people around closed their eyes.

But here Zhao Yan had already passed out, and the chief surgeon had tears in his eyes, but he still held back the tears.

"Doctor Jiang, the leader said, don't be emotional." The nurse next to him said, "Otherwise it will disturb your steady hand."

"How can you not be emotional? The car repairs in the past six months have been fake? He is the only one who can break into our single-sex family." Jiang Li said, "He is a great person..."

"The infusion has started." The nurse next to him said.

Jiang Li also knew the seriousness of the matter. She put the sharp scalpel on Zhao Yan's chest and dragged it, and Zhao Yan's skin was cut open immediately.

"To open the chest, you only need to preserve the internal organs and the brain." Jiang Li gritted her teeth, persisting in pain.

"Yes!" The surrounding nurses also started to get busy.

And one of them has already pushed a repaired robot over.

An hour later, Jiang Li sweated profusely and placed Zhao Yan's internal organs on a special hanging net, and then, together with the brain, went all the way to the inside of the white robot.

……

When Zhao Yan opened his eyes, he found a corpse on the operating table.

That is yourself.

And beside him, there are more than 300 women.

"Success!" The leader came over in person. Since the old man's death, the leader has aged a lot.

Zhao Yan raised his hands and found that his hands had turned into mechanical arms. He no longer felt pain, and instead, he had an infinitely wide field of vision around him.

And there are plenty of instrumental twigs: "Am I a robot now?"

"Yes, this is an irreversible operation." Jiang Li walked over, her smoky makeup already blooming.

The leader said: "Zhao Yan, you are everyone's hope now. After entering the plateau, you must remember not to let anyone seriously injure your head, because your internal organs are stored in your head, and the nutrients in it The fluid should be able to sustain your vital activities for three months."

"So now he has three months left to live?" Li Hua asked anxiously.

The leader sighed: "Originally there should be a traveling device, but... most of the materials in our base are picked up from the garbage dump, and many things are improvised. Now we can put together such a look It looks like a brand new mecha, and all our resources have been used."

"In this case, I'll leave immediately." Zhao Yan said, he heard his voice full of electromagnetic sound.

"It's ready." Emily tore off the canvas from a truck beside her. It was a brand new truck.

Knowing that he didn't have much time, Zhao Yan immediately bid farewell to the people around him and sat in the back of the truck.

The person who sent him away was Emily, just as Emily brought Zhao Yan back.

A large group of women were watching Zhao Yan leave at the gate of the base, their eyes full of reluctance.

Zhao Yan said: "Emily, do you think I have sown so widely, is it really worth their tears?"

"Fart, you are not sowing seeds, you are saving the world and continuing the fire of mankind." Emily scolded.

Zhao Yan suddenly felt that his behavior in the past six months was very noble, and couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you still laughing?" Emily said.

"I don't know, maybe it's because I still have a human brain." Zhao Yan said.

Emily pouted, but still didn't say anything.

The car drove for two days and two nights, and most of the time along the way was quite quiet. When Zhao Yan came to the plateau, he found that everything here was very different.

It is more like a city in a science fiction novel.

"It can only be sent here, and if you send it there, there will be new humans." Emily said.

Zhao Yan looked towards Emily: "Then...then goodbye."

"Bastard!" Emily suddenly hit the armor on Zhao Yan's leg with her fist. She lowered her head, but tears kept falling, "Why do you have to be a hero! Live a good life, watching thousands of people Are the offspring not good?"

"Sorry." Zhao Yan moved over and touched Emily's head.

Emily got a little out of control, and immediately hugged Zhao Yan, even though Zhao Yan was just a cold mecha now: "You must come back, come back alive."

Zhao Yan sighed in his heart, secretly thinking that even if he came back, he would still be covered in iron bumps, and it would be the same whether he came back or not.

But facing the girl's tears, he still couldn't resist, he said, "Hmm..."

He didn't know if it was a lie.

In short, when he left the truck and headed to the plateau city, there were already robots who were as lucky as him around him.

Seeing a robot sweeping the street, he realized that he was just an ordinary sundry robot.

The city is very prosperous, but lifeless.

The reason why these two words are completely antonyms is because Zhao Yan saw that the people around him had two snail-like tentacles on their heads.

But those are steel tentacles, which seem to be embedded in the head.

These human beings are male and female, but their eyes are dull and expressionless.

Although they have flesh and blood, they are colder than robots.

Zhao Yanman walked aimlessly on the street, everything around him seemed so orderly.

People walk very neatly, just like train carriages lined up one by one.

And crossing the road at the same time, and entering the surrounding businesses at the same time, it seems that everything is set.

These people are programs, and the programs act according to the instructions of the administrator.

But there is no administrator here, only a heavenly brain.

On the edge of the city, there are turrets similar to bunkers. The turrets are constantly rotating, as if to blast all the threats that approach.

"DiDi, DiDi..."

There was a sound from a car in the distance. Zhao Yan looked over and found that the other robots had all got into the car in unison, so he also hurried into this car.

With the doors closed, he didn't know where the truck was going to take him.

(End of this chapter)