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In the morning, the housekeeping robot entered Ivano's room.Serve him breakfast, and take care of him to wash up as soon as possible.Because the master wants to see him today.He also told him some precautions, such as the daily code of conduct that would be shot and killed if he attacked his master.

After Ivano made sure he understood, the housekeeping robot unchained him.Ivano got out of bed, he could feel that his body was in good condition, and he was still a little hungry.The postoperative trauma basically recovered.He glanced at it as he passed through the living room. The breakfast was a normal breakfast, beautifully presented.

He pushed open the bathroom door to go to the toilet - he'd been holding back all night because of the chains - but stopped when he passed the mirror.

He turned around and saw the face clearly in the mirror.Now it was his own face.

It was a face so handsome that even Ivano was a little surprised.The features are as delicate as finely cut gemstones, precise and radiant.Because of the characteristics of the Kuntu people, his complexion is very white, and with the soft light in the bathroom, the portrait in the mirror is framed in a classical oil painting.

If this person lived in the Dark Empire, many people would want to have an affair with him, he thought, and he was so beautiful that it was easy to forgive his mistake.

Ivano thought of the man who died under torture. The face that was exactly the same as his was distorted in pain, and Shan En did not forgive him.

He moved closer to the mirror and looked into his own eyes.The eye color has not changed, it is still mint green, very light, and there is a small tear mole under the right eye.Those eyes were born on Ivano's firm and indifferent face, always mistaken for gray-green.But in this pretty face they were bright, sly, and radiant.He was obviously not smiling, but those eyes staring at him from the mirror gave him a strange sense of discomfort, as if the person in the mirror was flirting with him.

He gave a disgusted look, but even the frown was melancholy.He took his eyes off his face, lifted his clothes in front of the mirror, and looked coldly at his belly.

The body is much slender than itself, but the shape of the muscles can still be seen, even a little abs.But he was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old stunted boy.

He also noticed many holes in his body.Not only are there pierced ears, but a nail is worn on the left nipple, and a ring is worn at the place where the base of the penis connects to the scrotum.He carefully looked at the material and shape of the metal ornaments on his body, trying to guess the social class of the original owner of this face.

But soon he won't need to do that.Not long after breakfast, a battle robot took him to a laboratory on the second floor.He was pushed into the door, the sliding door closed behind him, and the battle robot guarded the door.

Ivano didn't know what the other party was going to do to him again, so he glanced around with a cold face.The entire lab has no windows.In the middle of the room is a chair that resembles a dental chair, with some suspicious instruments attached to it, and a medical robot stands next to it.

He caught sight of some medical scissors, and after a few seconds, gave up on the idea.Using scissors to deal with humans is okay, but dealing with combat robots is like using a schoolboy's utility knife to deal with a chainsaw massacre.

He glanced back, and the two red dots of the battle robot were staring at him intently. As long as he made any abnormal actions, it would respond immediately.He cannot escape.

"How many ribs are you going to remove this time?" he asked the medical robot.

"We will inject part of your memory next," the medical robot told him with a reminder card, "There will be a faint headache during the process. Please don't be nervous." And motioned him to sit down.

Ivano's eyes showed a look of vigilance, and he asked it: "Inject what?"

He saw a needle tube on the instrument next to the medical chair, which was filled with pink medicine.They were going to inject that thing into his brain.

He took a step back in resistance, and continued to negotiate with the medical robot: "You have to tell me what's in the needle."

The medical robot said that in the potion were molecular robots carrying memory data, and they would help him form new neural connections in his brain, and thus gain new memories.And assure him of the safety of this robot.

Ivano does not accept this statement.This is a fucking joke!

That person can beat him, which means that since he has fallen into his hands, it is inevitable to be beaten.But don't tamper with his brain!

Human cognition of the world comes from the brain.That is the final line of defense in the human body.

What is the difference between the person who dominates his brain and the world that dominates him?

He leaned down and whispered to the medical robot: "Listen, there is no need to report this to your master. I have recently suffered head trauma and am not suitable for this type of operation. I need to rest for a while. I will Explain to your master."

The medical robot showed his medical examination report, proving that his physical condition was adequate for surgery.He lowered his face, stared at the robot for a while, and suddenly rushed to the operating table to grab a pair of surgical scissors.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the battle robot rushing towards him, quickly calculated the gains and losses in his mind, and decisively leaned over to strangle the medical robot's head, and stabbed the scissors neatly into its head-body connection.

He took a blow to the chest and was knocked to the ground by the battle droid.

Ivano almost heard the sound of sternum shattering, and it was so painful that he couldn't breathe. He clenched his fists and tried to get up, but was trampled on the ground by the battle robot again.

"Damn..."

He scolded softly, this is not the behavior that combat robots will do at all, they will not humiliate the target of attack.He raised his eyes with difficulty, staring angrily at the camera in the corner through the fallen forehead hair.

At the other end of the camera, the man laughed wildly.He turned on the loudspeaker, and weird laughter came from the zenith.

"One point for Sean. Somebody lost a point for his cleverness." The voice was heart-throbbingly cheerful, "I know what he's doing, I know, and I'm angry. So what do I do now... …Ah, I see, let's give him a little punishment," he laughed nervously again, short and thin, "a little, he'll like it, a little pain." Fingers typed out instructions quickly.After receiving the order, the battle robot unloaded a steel whip from its body, which was heavy and thorny, and a whip could pull out a bone-seeking wound.

The head of the medical robot was crooked by the scissors, and it was still functioning. It screamed anxiously, and held up a reminder sign hard, saying that the subject should not be injured before the memory implant operation.

Amid its non-stop chirping reminders, Sean let out an irritable cry, and there was a loud noise, as if something had been smashed.The medical robot immediately stopped speaking, shaking with fright.

A long silence followed.Finally, Shane said: "Then forget it this time. I forgive you."

Ivano was roughly pushed onto the chair by the battle robot, and his hands, feet and head were all fixed.The syringe moved to his temple, and Ivano's eyes widened, his fists clenched until his knuckles turned white.

A thin, half-foot-long needle pierced his brain from his temple.The whole process is painful, slow and without anesthesia.Ivano gripped the armrest tightly, scratching his nails.His chest suddenly lifted, bound by the metal ring, unable to break free.After the fine needle penetrated into the designated place, a coolness was injected into the brain along with the liquid medicine, spreading to the whole head.

He gritted his teeth viciously, but the moan of pain still leaked out uncontrollably.A certain area in the brain began to explode, and the whole world was distorted into countless grotesques.He stared in horror, his mind was in a mess, as if it was filled with demons, they were fighting, making noise, and expanding bigger and bigger, as if they were going to burst his skull.

so cold...so cold...

It hurts like the head is about to burst...

He was panting, lost in the twisted world, unable to remember who he was or what he was doing.In a trance, I feel that he has been walking in the dark night for the past 30 years without leaving any traces in the world.

The sky became very dark, pressing down on him, crowding out his living space, he didn't come from anywhere, and he wasn't going anywhere...

At some point, the darkness disappeared, and he was still sitting on the operating chair.His eyes gradually calmed down from the chaos.The needle has been withdrawn, and the steel rings that bound him are gone.Sitting in a daze, he suddenly thought of Shan En, and remembered when he met him.

It was when I was a freshman in college.At that time, his name was Fernan, and he was studying at the top medical school in Rhea, and he was an excellent student.

Sean is a lecturer for a series of lectures, and the school specially invited him from the Department of Medicine.

Before this young lecturer came to their school, there were many rumors circulating about him, saying that he was the youngest member of Rhea’s global medical department, possessed enviable talents, graduated with a Ph. You can be promoted to professor in one year.Others said that not only was he brilliant in academics, but his family was also very rich. He was a truly famous family and owned several spaceships.In short, rumors like to exaggerate, for fear of being unattractive.

The young lecturer named Shane did not leave any information on social networking sites, which made people more curious about this rumored person, so that his first lecture was full.

That's right... Fernan also went there that day and saw the legendary lecturer in the auditorium.He was tall, but very pale, with long blond hair tied in a little bundle at the back of his head.Wearing a very stiff white suit, the neckline seemed to be very stiff, and he adjusted it several times uncomfortable.

He also remembered the theme of that day, which was about the feasibility of converting brain memory into data.When Sean took the stage, many people were secretly filming him—a young and wealthy scholar, who was actually very handsome. Everyone liked such news.

As a result, the young lecturer completely shattered everyone's illusions about him.

He obviously lacked mental preparation for public speaking, his voice broke in the first sentence, and he kept saying wrong words.Following the slight whispers from the audience, his hands began to tremble, as nervous as a doe cornered.And there may have been some kind of compulsive behavior, constantly correcting mistakes with a trembling voice, and rubbing his nose hard.

Ivano recalled many details, such as the ridicule of the people around him, the terrified eyes of that person, and the fragile expression that was about to collapse. They were clear and convincing.As he recalled, a voice suddenly woke him up:

You terminated your education at 15 and have been with Charles the whole time.You never went to college at all.

And your name isn't fucking Fernand.

Ivano suddenly realized that those memories were not his at all.They are naturally terrifying, completely indistinguishable from real memories.He felt dizzy, pressed his temples, and tried to remember what the real him was doing when he was 18 years old, and his reason told him that he was with Tazito, but he couldn't remember.It was as if a period of his life had been forcibly rewritten, and the original memory disappeared without a trace.

Ivan Not stood up abruptly, turning his back to the camera in the corner.He knew that his expression was not calm, and he didn't want to expose it to Shan En.

He saw the needle that had been inserted into his brain just now, and the medicine in the needle tube was empty.

It was the potion that changed his neural connections.If this change is irreversible, he will lose this memory forever.

He remembered a sentence he had said to Tazito.

When a person's memory disappears, he also disappears from this world.

Now, the words sent a chill down his spine.