Bizarre Detainment Facility: You're Containing a Human Like Me?

Lu Xiao followed the doctor around and finally came to a room similar to an operating room.

There were several sophisticated instruments and a bed similar to an operating table in the room.

At this time, a man's body was lying on the bed.

Several thumb-thick cables were connected to his head.

Lu Xiao had seen this scene in Xiuens' laboratory.

Those devices were the machines for uploading and downloading consciousness.

However, compared with the equipment in Xiuens' laboratory, the equipment here looked much more advanced.

Obviously, these were all improved by the doctor.

After seeing this scene, Lu Xiao looked at the doctor in confusion and said, "Is this the body you prepared for Mr. Damon?

Are you downloading consciousness for him?"

Hearing this, the doctor shook his head gently and said, "The body is indeed prepared for him.

But he no longer has consciousness."

"No consciousness?" Lu Xiao said in astonishment.

Then, he suddenly remembered that Damon had become the vessel of the advent.

Since it is a container for the resurrection of super-dimensional life, the consciousness belonging to Damon has naturally collapsed.

Is Damon still Damon without his own consciousness?

Such a question surged in Lu Xiao's heart.

He is now given a holy name, called Jilupa.

To be precise, he is no longer Damon.

Lu Xiao sighed softly.

In his original idea, after Damon helped the demons get rid of the quagmire of hell.

He should find him and back up his consciousness by uploading consciousness.

As for the later, even if Damon's body is used as a container for the resurrection of super-dimensional life, it doesn't matter.

After all, his consciousness has been backed up.

As long as the 'cortical disk' storing his consciousness is not destroyed.

Then in a sense, Damon is immortal.

But who would have thought that the time of resurrection would be the moment when the scam in hell ended.

Damon didn't have time to back up his consciousness.

It can only be said that fate is unpredictable.

Lu Xiao is not a god in charge of 'fate'.

Therefore, he was powerless to change such things.

But a new problem came again.

There was only a soul, no consciousness.

How would Damon be resurrected?

Just as Lu Xiao was wondering, a dark figure slowly gathered around the doctor.

The dark figure was shrouded in chaos.

Lu Xiao smelled a familiar breath on him.

In just a moment, Lu Xiao remembered the identity of this person.

The old ruler sitting behind the counter at the logistics point in Chang'an City.

At this time, the doctor said softly: "Let me introduce you.

This is the patron of 'death'."

After the voice fell, the vague figure nodded slightly at Lu Xiao.

The doctor continued: "I have reached a deal with this gentleman.

He will help me send Mr. Damon's soul into this new body."

After speaking, he raised his hand and handed the soul light ball in his hand to the patron.

Then he saw that guy took the soul light ball from the doctor's hand and took out two things like woolen needles from somewhere.

Then, he pinched the ball of light with two fingers and gently pulled it.

Just like pulling a ball of wool, a thinner light than the wool came out of it.

After that, he set up his formation and started knitting with two needles in his hands.

He looked just like the old lady sitting at the gate of the community, knitting a scarf with wool.

His movements were very skillful.

This scene also made Lu Xiao feel very familiar.

In the bushes in hell.

This is how ‘Death’ knits feathers for the ravens.

At this time, no one in the room spoke.

The knitting speed of that person was getting faster and faster.

In just less than half an hour, the ball of light in his hand turned into a... hat.

And it was a hat emitting green light.

Then he saw that guy put the hat on the head of the body.

"Just like that?" Lu Xiao widened his eyes.

On the side, the doctor's eyes were also full of confusion.

The doctor thought of countless ways to send the soul into the body, but he had never thought of this one.

This is so down-to-earth...

Look at the body with the hat on.

The hat, after flickering for a moment, gradually merged into the head of the body.

Then, the body slowly opened its eyes.

However, his eyes were turbid and looked lifeless.

This was caused by the lack of consciousness.

If a person's consciousness does not exist, it is no different from a vegetative person.

At this time, the follower of "death" suddenly said: "Okay."

His voice was extremely strange.

It was like a crow speaking.

The doctor nodded and whispered: "Thank you for your hard work."

Then, the vague figure turned into a group of black feathers huddled together.

The feathers slowly fell to the ground.

He left.

I have to say, this way of leaving is still very cool.

Lu Xiao was a little jealous.

He was already imagining what the teleportation would be like after he was promoted to the Old One.

That's right, creatures can fly after being promoted to gods.

After being promoted to the Old Ones, they can teleport.

Lu Xiao had seen the way Luo Lin teleported.

When Luo Lin teleported, he instantly turned into a wooden stake.

When Mo Li’an teleported, she turned into a humanoid green light spot.

Now, this follower of ‘death’ has turned into a group of crow feathers.

Each one is more handsome than the other.

It is precisely because the Old Ones have the ability to teleport that they are qualified to travel between galaxies.

If they fly like gods.

The distance of a star system alone is enough to consume their divinity.

You know, the divinity consumed by flying is the lowest.

…………

Just when Lu Xiao was thinking wildly.

The doctor has already started to get busy.

The newborn Damon has no consciousness, so the doctor needs to create him.

This kind of thing is a piece of cake for the doctor.

After all, before this, he had created Lu Liangren.

The doctor was seen operating the device at the bedside quickly.

After a long time.

Another doctor pushed open the door.

He held a head-sized "cortical disk" in his hand.

This thing named "cortical disk".

It looks square and looks like a mechanical hard disk.

However, the mechanical hard disk relies on the internal fast-rotating disk to burn marks with a needle to achieve the purpose of storing data.

But the "cortical disk" is different.

The "cortical disk" is just like its name.

It is not wrapped in metal iron sheet, but tissue like human skin.