I'm not sick! So do my other personalities!

Zhou Zhen's expression was silent, his eyes fixed on the [Quick-Acting Transplantation Memory Fluid] in "Shi Guang"'s hand.

The energy intensity of the two members of the "Ash Order" in front of me must be above the "Fourth Step"!

That "picking up light" is probably the "fifth step"!

The energy intensity of the other "Jiyu" is not stable. His [Energy Observation] is not very easy to judge the opponent's specific ladder, but this just shows that the opponent is abnormal.

If you are an ordinary "third ladder" compatibility, you have absolutely no chance of winning against these two opponents.

But he is different!

What he was really worried about was not whether he could beat these two men, but whether they could escape quickly!

Now, as long as he separates Tao Nange and lets Ji Xuexun's influence shine into reality, even if a "sixth ladder" compatibility comes, he will still catch it!

But...he didn't dare to gamble with Tao Nange's life!

Even if his chances of winning are very high!

Especially since he had already failed once!

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhen took a deep breath and immediately replied: "Okay! I will join the 'Ash Order' and give me the [Quick-Acting Transplantation Memory Fluid] immediately!"

Hearing this, "Shiguang" nodded with great satisfaction and said, "You agreed quickly."

"I thought you would hesitate for a long time!"

"However, this is not good news for the organization."

"This shows that that ghost member is too important to you."

As she spoke, she took out a black metal ring. The surface of the ring was engraved with the emblem of a two-headed snake wrapped around an upside-down scepter. On the inside of the ring, the word "Sui Shi" was engraved in elegant fonts.

"Shiguang" said in a calm voice: "This is what the organization has prepared for you. The emblem on the ring face is the symbol of the organization."

"From now on, your codename is 'Sui Shi'."

Zhou Zhen nodded. He didn't put the ring on, but put it directly into his pocket.

At this time, "Jiyu" walked up to Zhou Zhen with brisk steps, turned over his hand and took out a piece of strange-shaped glass, spread his palms to facilitate Zhou Zhen's observation, and said in an elegant tone: "Use your 'numbers' , write your name on it."

Zhou Zhen looked at this piece of glass. Its shape had no rules at all. It was like a broken piece from a certain shape. It was completely transparent. Apart from its unique appearance, there was nothing special about it. He immediately asked Said: "What is this?"

"Jiyu" raised the corners of his mouth with an exaggerated and weird smile: "Fragments of [Klein Bottle]."

"If you betray the organization in the future, the world in the bottle will be your destination."

"There are many failed experimental subjects already locked up there."

"I hope you're not next!"

【Klein bottle】……

This was proposed by mathematician Felix Klein in 1882.

In the field of mathematics, it refers to a non-directional plane, such as a two-dimensional plane, with no distinction between "inside" and "outside"; in topology, it is an unorientable topological space.

It is a closed surface with only one side and no interior. If it is divided into two halves of equal size, it is two [Mobius strips].

Although it can advance infinitely in any direction on a two-dimensional surface, it can only return to the origin in two specific directions. Moreover, only in one of the directions, you will pass through a "reverse origin" before returning to the origin.

This is a "bottle" that can only be truly expressed in a four-dimensional space, and can only be embedded in a four-dimensional or higher-dimensional space. 【Note】

If you are locked in a bottle and want to get out, you can only find the fourth dimension!

Or, the owner of the bottle opens the outlet...

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhen didn't hesitate much. He immediately took out the scalpel, scratched his finger, then pressed it on the glass shards and wrote his name.

After the name was written, the smile on "Jiyu"'s face became even crazier. He threw the fragments up high, and the glass fragments continued to refract light like broken stars as they rose. In an instant, the fragments disappeared and had been quietly carried by him. Put away.

Step, step, step...

Expensive handmade leather shoes stepped on the moss-mottled brick floor, and "Jiyu" walked back to "Shiguang" again.

"Piu Guang" didn't waste any time. He took out the memory fluid and threw it directly to Zhou Zhen.

Zhou Zhen caught the memory fluid and did not inject it immediately. Instead, he looked at "Shi Guang" and "Ji Yu" and said calmly: "I still have a few questions that I want to get confirmed."

"Shiguang" nodded slightly: "You say."

Zhou Zhen immediately asked: "After I get Sister Nan's 'number', I can really resurrect Sister Nan as long as I use the 'equation separation surgery' to separate Sister Nan's 'equation'?"

"Then, my own 'digits' will return to my main body, and my current symptoms will be restored?"

"Shiguang" nodded calmly: "That's right."

Zhou Zhen fell silent immediately. After a moment, he suddenly spoke again: "'Doctor Ashes' said last time that I might change my mind."

"Now, I really have to change my mind."

"So, is Sister Nan's accident a coincidence? Or did you deliberately arrange it?"

"Shiguang" shook his head slightly and said in a calm voice: "Although I really want to take the credit for killing the ghost team members, but if we were to take action, we would not leave any recovery for No. 024. Opportunity."

"You are a very successful experimental subject. No qualified researcher will risk his or her best work."

"The advice we gave you from the beginning was to kill Ghost No. 024 directly."

"The 'doctor' said you would change your mind, and he wasn't referring to this little thing!"

Hearing this, Zhou Zhen's face suddenly turned cold, but after looking at the memory fluid in his hand, he calmed down quickly. He then asked: "So, Zhou Jianqiang, were you the ones who killed him?"

"Shiguang" replied calmly: "It's not me, and I'm not a 'doctor' either."

"Jiyu" next to him showed a weird smile: "It's not me either!"

"However, as a welcome to the new members, I can give you a hint."

"Zhou Jianqiang died in a very strange way."

"Not just the manner of death, but the cause of death as well."

"Because there is no such link in the organization's plan!"

"correct."

"The organization's surgery fee only charges 'digital' materials, not money."

No charge?

Zhou Zhen was stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly, his eyes immediately fixed on "Jiyu".

The operation fee of "Ash Order" is not money, so what happened to the 10 million that Zhou Jianqiang borrowed in the first place? !

While thinking about it, Zhou Zhen suddenly remembered that Lu Jun once told him that the confidentiality level of Zhou Jianqiang's case was not low, and his level at that time could not be inspected...

Also, the memorial service on July 10...the martyrs at the memorial service were basically the people who died in the underground morgue case of the Yuan Jinsheng Machinery Factory in Binhai City and the "Xiangda" shopping mall case.

Only Zhou Jianqiang was not involved in these two cases, but his name still appeared in the memorial service!

Thinking back again to what Zhou Jianqiang said to him that day after he was brought back to Yaxinyuan by Zhou Jianqiang, it seemed that they had a new meaning...

How many mysteries are there in this matter?

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhen quickly asked: "How do I know if what you said is true?"

"Shiguang" replied briefly: "You can check it yourself."

"Or, ask your 024 number to check it for you."

Zhou Zhen nodded, and then asked: "When did Sister Nan start to have memories after her resurrection?"

"Is it from the beginning of the separation surgery? Or from the time of her accident?"

"Shi Guang" said nonchalantly: "It's possible."

"If you have needs in this area, there are very mature technologies in the organization in terms of 'memory'."

"Whether you want to add some memories or delete certain memories, there won't be any problem."

Zhou Zhen looked at her, nodded slightly, and immediately replied: "I have one last question, what should I pay attention to when transplanting the memory fluid of the 'Equation Separation Surgery'?"

"What kind of equipment or materials is needed for this operation?"

"If there is no organization to help, is it possible for me to get it by myself?"

Considering that Zhou Zhen was already a member of the organization, "Shi Guang" did not hide anything and directly replied: "When injecting memory fluid, choose the right body."

"There's nothing else to pay attention to, just find a safe place."

"As for the equipment and materials, we will prepare them for you."

"The materials at Maoqiao Isolation Point and Jingxi Isolation Point are enough for you to practice two or three times."

"There is also the Ling'an isolation point. There is a ready-made target for practice."

Zhou Zhen nodded and carefully wrote down all this information. Then, without choosing a safe environment, he directly picked up the memory fluid syringe and stabbed it into the right side of his neck.

The moment the memory liquid entered his body, a severe and familiar headache swarmed over him.

Zhou Zhenqiang endured the pain of thousands of steel knives being stabbed into his brain. He took out his cell phone with his free hand and quickly dialed Tao Nange's number.

"Thank you both very much for the reminder!"

"I really don't dare to gamble with Sister Nan's life!"

"but……"

"I dare to bet on myself!"

"I did leave my name on the fragments of the [Klein Bottle] just now, but the fragments of the [Klein Bottle]... you can't take them away!"

As they spoke, "Shiguang" and "Jiyu" immediately saw that the entire left half of Zhou Zhen's body began to crack inch by inch, and then disappeared without a trace as if it had been swallowed by the void!

And the cut surface of his right half of the body was flowing with gurgling blood. Before the blood hit the ground, it immediately turned into dense numbers. They squirmed, spread, and wandered... reorganized and outlined, filling in the missing left half of the body.

Almost instantly, Zhou Zhen, who had just completed his body, turned into a monster with the right half of his body being the original flesh and blood, and the left half being "digits"!

"Jiyu" looked at this scene, and the smile on his face became uncontrollably crazy. He stretched out his arms and made the "start shooting" gesture again, as if he couldn't wait to conduct a grand and gorgeous performance.

But the next moment, "Shiguang" grabbed him by the back of the neck and jumped directly towards the bottom of the bell tower.

At the same time, a message that the call was connected appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, and Tao Nange's voice came from the receiver: "Zhou Zhen, what's wrong?"

Click!

Zhou Zhen immediately hung up the phone and turned to look down the bell tower.

The "picking up light" and "accumulating feathers" in his field of vision instantly turned into a very fat white goose and a plump and delicious duck!

Zhou Zhen's mouth secreted saliva involuntarily and rapidly. Roast geese and ducks, dark brown in color and dripping with grease, seemed to have appeared in front of him. He was about to chase these two plump and delicious poultry, when he saw a scene that was obviously very unfamiliar but seemed familiar. quietly emerged in his mind...

He saw an underground operating room with no windows or doors. The entire operating room was like a sealed cabin.

Lights are projected from all directions above and below, diluting each other's shadows, so that not a single shadow falls in the sealed cabin.

In the middle of the large shadowless lamp is not an operating bed, but a deep glass tank.

At this moment, the originally ice-blue liquid in the glass jar was dyed red with blood.

A middle-aged man with shaved head, eyes closed, suspended in the tank in a standing posture.

His head was completely opened, and the upper half of his skull, with the roots of Qingran's hair remaining, was placed bloody on a metal tray beside the tank, revealing his gray-white brain.

Colorful lines spread out from various large medical equipment around, like parasitic vines, piercing into the middle-aged man's head, torso, limbs...

Didi, didi, didi... didi, didi... didi... didi, didi, didi...

In the operating room, the buzzing of various equipment kept ringing. The buzzing tone was very strange. It seemed to be mixed with many infrasound and ultrasonic waves that could not be heard by human ears. They stirred back and forth in the sealed operating room, mixing into a wave that seemed to be similar to that of déjà vu. sound waves.

Suspended on the surrounding screens, there are all kinds of complex data being written down crazily.

Zhou Zhen saw himself wearing a green surgical gown, disposable gloves, a green surgical cap on his head, and shoe covers, standing in front of a blood-red glass jar, holding a sharp scalpel in one hand and a bright scalpel in the other. Holding an instrument similar to a microscope, he used the instrument to magnify local details, quickly picked out various tissue structures from the red and white, and performed the surgery with exquisite techniques.

His hands were as steady as a rock, and every turn of the knife was so subtle that ordinary people couldn't see it clearly.

The middle-aged man seemed to have lost consciousness, but after the operation for a while, the blood suddenly rippled, and his left thigh suddenly moved!

At the same time, an instrument made a rapid "didi" sound, and a screen suspended in mid-air immediately displayed a scene scanned in the glass jar: The middle-aged man's left thigh began to visibly bulge as if breathing. Expansion, contraction, expansion, contraction...

It was as if this thigh had instantly changed from a normal limb to a heart-like one, obviously zooming and beating.

The middle-aged man's originally calm face suddenly showed an expression of pain.

His closed eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils were like glass beads in a box that had been shaken by a naughty child, rotating rapidly and irregularly.

Zhou Zhen saw that he kept stopping the scalpel, controlling the surrounding machines, adjusting the sound waves, and with the ups and downs of the sound waves, the sharp scalpel cut open the middle-aged man's brain bit by bit...

Didi, didi, didi... didi, didi... didi, didi...

The sound waves became more and more familiar to him. Zhou Zhen quickly remembered that in that classroom, when the math teacher was teaching, the sound that he used many times was similar to this sound wave!

[Note] From Baidu Encyclopedia.