Star Dome Railway: Hand-made strange objects forcibly marry Black Tower

This operation will be performed entirely in the large conference room on the highest floor of the hospital, and precisely because of this, the hospital specially reset the specifications of the conference room and built a sterile ward made of glass.

At that time, famous doctors, biologists and relevant government officials from Belloberg will be on site to observe the event.

Outside the conference room, other visiting doctors from other hospitals will watch the whole process through closed-circuit television.

As for the reporters and media people who were almost going crazy waiting, the hospital could only arrange things later.

In the lounge, Professor Nerog, the surgeon in charge of this operation, was looking through the records of previous experiments conducted with Natasha, recalling all the details in his mind again and again.

The experiment was successful. After simulating the disease in animals, according to Natasha's theory, the redirection of arterial blood to the lungs was indeed achieved.

Everything is ready, but accidents always happen.

"This operation is very important, Professor Narog."

The night before, the director of the administrative district general hospital came to Nerog and spoke earnestly.

"This is related to our hospital's reputation, honor, and various subsequent impacts, so..."

"I don't want to see people from Xiacheng District appearing in this operation. It will make our hospital appear to be unavailable and very incompetent. Do you understand?"

The dean did not give Nerog a chance to refute, and stood up and left after speaking.

The unexpected changes made Nerog feel extremely depressed.

Natasha is a talented doctor. During the operation, her reaction and judgment are above Narog. She may lack some experience in large-scale operations, but as long as she accumulates time, she will definitely be able to do it. He is a rising star in Belloberg’s medical community.

Narog, who was originally full of confidence and planned to create history, suddenly felt uncertain after learning the dean's idea.

Without Natasha, I really don’t know if there would be any accidents during this operation.

Natasha in the waiting room didn't know anything about this matter.

"Actually, the surgery was okay. After all, there were many experiments. Professor Nerog has rich experience, so I won't be so worried." Natasha sighed slightly, "In the past two days, I heard that there is a big difference between ground fire and withered grass. There are constant conflicts, big and small, just because of Oleg.”

"Before I came here, I asked a cadre to take over my management temporarily, but now the situation has become more and more serious. Even Luka almost ignored his injuries and wanted to end things with the dead grass."

"I'm also very worried. If it's really confirmed that Oleg's death was caused by Kucao, then the lower city will..."

The rest of the words were not continued, but both Xier and Natasha looked extremely heavy.

Lu Huai was speechless, but he understood that if this matter was really confirmed, perhaps the lower city area would be engulfed in the flames of war before the dispute between the Great Guardian and the nobles broke out.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Huai suddenly had an idea.

"Miss Natasha, is that letter in your hand? I remember there seems to be a photo in it. Do you have it with you?"

"There are photos..." Natasha nodded, and she took out from her pocket the photo that Oleg had taken with his life to identify evidence of collusion between Kucao and the nobles.

"What's wrong with this?"

Lu Huai took the photo and said, "If there is any problem, maybe we will know later."

As he spoke, Lu Huai calmed down. The power of destiny was surging at this moment, gradually infiltrating the photo.

The next moment, there seemed to be a flash of lightning, and in the shocked eyes of Natasha and Hill, Lu Huai's figure disappeared.

There was only one photo left, floating on the chair where he had just been.

"Pfft!"

Falling from the sky, Lu Huai fell onto his butt in the snow.

Biting coldness came from the hands that were in contact with the earth. Lu Huai felt a thrill all over his body and hurriedly got up.

Looking around, a piece of ice and snow enveloped the hazy sky and earth.

Snowfield...

Lu Huai pondered for a moment and became enlightened.

Inject the power of destiny into that photo and turn it into a strange object. Maybe you can get some clues.

But Lu Huai never expected that he would directly enter the photo.

Did the photos of strange objects reduce his dimensionality? Or has the photo itself increased in dimension?

But it didn't matter, because Lu Huai saw that right in front of him, there were two groups of people standing not far away, facing each other.

One team is composed of silver-maned iron guards in blue clothes and silver armor, while the other team is composed of people with dead grass.

However, the blue turban that had been tied to the head was now surrounded by them. In the heavy snow, it was impossible to see who was who.

Just when Lu Huai was about to try to get closer, suddenly, there was a "click" sound in his ears.

Turning around, I saw a slender figure standing not far away. His figure and appearance were completely covered by a thick long cotton coat and hat. Coupled with the thick gauze-like blizzard, it was completely visible. I don’t know what that person looks like.

But at least one thing Lu Huai was sure of was that that guy was definitely not Oleg. From his figure to his clothes, he was not the same person at all.

Wasn't it Oleg who took the photo?

Looking at the camera in the other person's hand, Lu Huai thought again, yes, if it was Oleg who took the photo, then where was the camera he used to take the photo?

It couldn't have been lost while escaping, right?

Thinking like this, Lu Huai wanted to get closer and see the photographer clearly, but the picture in front of him suddenly became distorted.

Darkness obscured his eyes, and when the light appeared again, Lu Huai had returned to the waiting room of the hospital.

"Lu Huai, you..."

Seeing Lu Huai suddenly disappear and then reappear with their own eyes, Natasha and Hill were astonished beyond measure.

"What did you just do?"

However, Lu Huai remained silent. After a long silence, he put his hand into his pocket.

[Tell me, who killed Oleg? 】

In Lu Huai's inquiry, 'Describe Reason' responded after a short delay.

[Sir, maybe you can make a guess first. Wouldn’t it be boring to ask me about everything? 】

Lu Huai frowned slightly. This was the first time that Descriptive Reason did not answer his question directly.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Huai settled on an answer in his heart.

When hearing Lu Huai's response, 'Describe Reason' responded very quickly.

[Congratulations, although I know you are just guessing based on impressions, but this is indeed the case. 】

After receiving a positive reply, Lu Huai took a deep breath unconsciously.

Unexpected, but also seems reasonable.

If this is the answer, then his current situation may not be good.

"Strange." At this time, Xi'er glanced at the wall clock next to her, "At this time, isn't the operation already starting half an hour ago?"

Only then did Natasha react. She raised her head and looked at the slowly rotating pointer with a bit of confusion in her eyes.

Lu Huai retracted his thoughts, and his eyes fell on Natasha. He saw that Natasha's expression changed quietly, from being confused to being a little confused, to being lonely and lonely.

"..."

After all, Uptown contains everything except the dust underground.

At this moment, an anxious roar suddenly erupted from the hospital's radio.

"Natasha! Where is Natasha! Come to the operating room immediately!"