When the law of conservation of isolation is broken

Zhang Luotuo was lying on something cold, he frowned with difficulty, everything progressed in a way he didn't understand.The scorching temperature shone on his face like a lamp.He was panting, couldn't see everything clearly, his mind seemed to be disconnected, and flew away from him at a flying speed, and his sense of hearing and smell became the only existence at this moment.

The smell of the cold and tidy room, the fragrance of Tieguanyin, and the peculiar smell of machine oil all entered his nose unprepared, sluggishly pricking his nerves.

sound.He closed his eyes, recalling the old voice after the door opened.

"Come in," said the voice.Then the door closed behind them, the breeze passed by them, they walked through many rooms, and finally stopped somewhere.Then Zhang Luotuo was placed here, motionless, with white light in front of his eyes.He tried to move his fingers, but they didn't listen to his call, and his consciousness was fading away.

Is this the operating table?he thinks.

What appeared to be a hand reached out unceremoniously to his left arm, flipping from side to side in his wound.The pain echoed up and down, Zhang Luotuo's body trembled as his hands poked a pain point that had subsided.

A pair of cold hands gently covered his right hand, stroking the knuckles tenderly.

"It's okay." His tone was very calm.It's Joad.Zhang Luotuo thought in a daze.

Another old voice covered everything: "The left arm is injured, the key nerve is broken, which affects the heart system and visual system. If he comes 10 minutes later, his injury will be irreversible and can only be destroyed."

The hand left his left arm and moved to his face.Now it caresses neatly over his jawbone.That feeling was different from usual, and Zhang Luotuo couldn't explain it clearly.It stays for a while and quickly transfers to the eyes.

Three seconds later, Zhang Luotuo's eyelids were lifted, and a burst of white light immediately flooded into his eyes.Zhang Luotuo felt that he couldn't bear so much white light, and his body couldn't help shaking again. The cold palms that wrapped his hands immediately soothed his emotions, allowing Zhang Luotuo to hold his hand vigorously.

"...his eyes were out of order, and the shot was placed in a very tricky position." The old voice sounded rudely again, "His eyes must be replaced before his left shoulder can be repaired, otherwise the visual system will be permanently damaged."

"Big A, bring me something." The old voice continued. "Open cabinets A-4 and A-8."

Big A, this name is very familiar, he seems to have heard it before, Zhang Luotuo thought in confusion.But he couldn't remember it, the name was swimming around the edge of his brain, he couldn't catch it, his consciousness was roaming in the sky.

There was a low noise, as if some mechanism was opening.Footsteps echoed in the empty room, and then walked back, and the smell of disinfectant wafted in the air.Zhang Luotuo didn't know what was going on, he clenched his fists tightly, the cold hands were still holding his hand, he felt a little relieved.Zhang Luotuo blinked helplessly, but he couldn't see anything in the white light.

"I'm going to inject medicine."

The needle was squeezed into his neck, and the ethereal pain hit him.Zhang Luotuo heard the sound of the potion shooting out, which sounded like the opening song at the beginning of the VR game.His heart beat faster, and a violent electric current surged from his lips.

For a moment, he seemed to be out of his body.

"I'm going to change my eyeballs." The voice was very clear in his ears, but he couldn't think, these words flowed past him like imitating people's meaningless sex.

He heard a creak.His eyelids were opened again, and at the same time a blinding white light hit his eyeballs, he heard the banging of gigantic pliers, which sounded meaningless and long.Something covered his eyeball and was slowly pulled out, but he felt no pain, couldn't cry out, and lay still.

Something pulled from his cheek, a metallic smell spread, his heart pounded, he felt flustered, maybe the drug.

The white lights in front of his eyes gradually faded, and they were enveloped by circles of black.It is densely packed and getting darker, like the night before the founding of Chongqing as the capital.

Liu Liu's eyes.He suddenly remembered inappropriately.

Who is Liu Liu?

His body was in cold sweat, his heart was beating so fast, he felt like he was going to die.

The darkness seemed to be infinitely still, and the smell of cold rain gathered into a river, drowning over his head.Something reconnected to his eye socket, and the pincers and the knife were sparring in mid-air.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.He felt the landscape before him lighten up, first in color, then in outline.White light is mixed inside, but it becomes smaller and smaller, and finally disappears without a trace.His vision gradually became clear, like polished glass.He rolled his eyeballs numbly and moved his tired body, and found himself lying on a cold bed, which seemed to be an operating bed or something.A scorching surgical lamp overhead shone menacingly on him.On his right stood Joad, who was still holding Zhang Camel's hand.He noticed Zhang Luotuo's gaze and said something.

"how are you feeling?"

Zhang Luotuo frowned to show his confusion. The information flowed into his ears, but could not enter his mind. His mind was completely occupied by others, and he was oppressed by a heavy sense of unconsciousness.

There is a voice on the left.Zhang Luotuo blinked dully, turned his head, and saw a man standing beside him with a scalpel in his hand.He was wearing a black fiber suit, with snow-white hair and a bloated body, but he looked very energetic.He held a white orb in his scalpel.Zhang Luotuo blinked and stared at the ball with ecstasy. It was covered with all kinds of fibrous things, and purple and black nerves were glued to it.

That seemed to be an eyeball.He was slow to judge.

"That's your eye, now we have a new one for you." The man said to him.Zhang Luotuo blinked and looked at the man. He tried hard to understand these words, but felt that the potion suppressed his thinking.He looked away and noticed a silver crane standing on one foot next to the man, with a disc on its forehead, and some numbers displayed on its electronic screen.Thirteen twenty-one.It says.Zhang Luotuo stared at them, feeling that all this was very familiar, but he couldn't remember what was going on.

He has seen them.He thought desperately.

"98% of the visual system has been successfully replaced..." The old voice came from the man's mouth, "The injury on his left arm has damaged the nervous system, so it must be completely removed and replaced." He calmly looked at Joad , "Now he can see the whole process of our operation... are you sure—"

"Change it." Joad interrupted him firmly.

Zhang Luotuo struggled to concentrate, this time he probably understood 50.00% of what they said.He hurt his left arm and they had to replace it, it seems.But now the scientific community in Chongqing is not enough to support the replacement of real human limbs.Zhang Luotuo thought hard. Limb replacement basically only exists in remote medical cases, far from clinical trials. Zhang Luotuo heard Zheng Zheng mention this.

We envy imitators for this.Zheng Zheng said.We can install a robotic arm after the arm is sacrificed to make it stronger, but you can't replace your arm with another perfect human arm, there is only one human arm, and our science is not yet perfect Copy that step.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

He watched numbly as the scalpel was extended again.

He spent the next 10 minutes dumbfounded.He felt like everything was hallucinating.He watched the scalpel operate and move on his limbs, using all kinds of tiny needles and tools he didn't understand to make movements he couldn't understand-but he could see that it didn't seem to be treatment, because he was injured Instead of being stitched with potions or thread, her left arm was smashed and dismantled like a house.He was breathing, and he didn't feel any pain from his body other than the coldness and dizziness. He guessed that the potion he injected just now had an effect.The arm was brutally treated and slowly dismantled, but he couldn't feel the pain and could only stare dumbfounded as his left arm slowly moved away from himself while the rest of his body relaxed, like Sleeping, oblivious to its departure, and Zhang Luotuo couldn't wake any of them up.On the other hand, he sniffed something——his thinking seems to be gradually recovering from the anesthesia, the effect of the potion on his brain is gradually slowing down, his mind is becoming more and more clear, the surrounding noises, the screams of equipment, The breathing of others gradually became clear and even noisy in his thinking.Qiao De and the man talked occasionally, and Zhang Luotuo listened silently. He began to understand one or two sentences they said, and finally became able to understand every sentence.

And memory, some vague memory is being formed, escaping from the effect of the expired potion.His eyes avoided the knife cutting his arm, and fell on the man and the robotic crane.

"Big A, cabinet A-63." The man said.

White room, the smell of disinfectant.A silver robotic crane, an old man who looks like he has a lot of power.Big A.Zhang Luotuo frowned.

His heart was pounding.Some vague thoughts came to his mind about this man.

Fan... Fan...

willow……

Fan Liu.He opened his mouth to read silently, and finally pronounced the name.In an instant, many things flew into his mind.Big A, Liuliu, Jinshan Apartment.The thing about signing the contract.He collapsed in exhibition room C and woke up with nothing.

Fan Liu.The creator of Liu Liu, he met Fan Liu twice.The first time he met him was to sign a contract, and the second time he met Fan Liu and Qiao De at Li Xiangxiang's concert, they looked familiar.

Why is Fan Liu here to help him heal?Why did Joad bring him here?Hazy memories turned to whirling doubts.Zhang Luotuo was lying on the operating table, confusion roiling in his mind.But he didn't have time to think for long.At this moment, Fan Liu and his scalpel entered the final stage of the operation. Zhang Luotuo turned his head and saw his left arm, which was almost completely separated from him, was slowly taken away by the scalpel, and then there was a bang. It was completely separated from Zhang Luotuo, fell on the side plate, and rolled a few times, making a crisp sound.Zhang Luotuo is now sure that he was given a strong anesthetic, and he doesn't feel any pain.He stared blankly at the left arm under the operating light without blinking, it was motionless, as if it had nothing to do with him, just calmly touching the cold plate, as if it was a perfect and lifelike prosthesis .But it belonged to Zhang Luotuo. Zhang Luotuo could still see two moles on his left arm that belonged to him, but they had already festered.

Not far away, big A walked up to the cabinet with firm steps, and he pecked open cabinet A-45, which looked huge.Fan Liu walked over and took out a big thing from inside, Zhang Luotuo looked there - it was an arm.

Zhang Luotuo looked at all this in disbelief, not understanding what happened at all.Is that a mechanical arm?he thought unconsciously.

From a distance, the arm does not have a faint mechanical luster, its color is almost the same as that of a real person.

Fan Liu walked over, that arm got closer and closer to Zhang Luotuo, and finally stopped beside him.Zhang Luotuo could see that arm in detail.Delicate skin, light hair, dense nervous system, a color similar to his skin color, with some spots on it.Zhang Luotuo saw two of the moles, which were distributed on the upper side of his left arm like two stars.

Zhang Luotuo was startled. He hesitated again and cast his gaze to the arm on the plate. Then, he was a little surprised to find that the two arms looked very similar, especially the two separate moles—it was just that the two arms were on the plate. The mole on Fan Liu's hand had already festered, but the one on Fan Liu's hand did not.

what happened?He wanted to open his mouth to speak.But he couldn't say it, and no one paid attention to him.Fan Liu didn't speak from the beginning to the end, he kept absolutely silent and immersed himself in the operation.

click.The arm was placed next to Zhang Luotuo, and it rolled like a living hand, life force spurting out from it.

Zhang Luotuo's heart was pounding, he was trembling, he clenched his right fist unconsciously, and turned his head sideways, only then did he notice that Joad was still holding his hand.

Joad didn't speak, and his hand holding the camel became tighter.

After a long time, maybe 10 minutes, or ten hours, everything changes.Zhang Luotuo's heart was lost in the white room.He stared blankly and numbly in front of him.Fan Liu began to connect the arm taken out of the cabinet to his body. Zhang Luotuo didn't understand how he did it. Fan Liu's movements were fast and fast, as if he was repairing a machine, connecting points one by one. One point, one procedure after another, the nerves are connected together, the skin is connected together, the bones are turned, and the blood vessels are connected.So, slowly, that arm was connected to Zhang Luotuo.In the end, that arm, together with other parts, became a part of Zhang Luotuo completely—except for the feeling, that arm did not give Zhang Luotuo any neurological tactile sensation like other parts of the body, and Zhang Luotuo still felt his body. The arm was calm, as if it had disappeared or ceased to exist.

"...Okay." Fan Liu put down the knife, and it seemed that the construction was complete. He simply wiped the blood on his hands, picked up a needle and a liquid bottle, inserted the needle into the bottle cap, and absorbed the liquid inside.He said, to Joad, in a steady tone, "Give him a palliative and he'll wake up in an hour."

The needle stretched out to the camel's neck.It was inserted into his nerves.The cold liquid poured in instantly.

Zhang Luotuo opened his eyes wide, and in an instant, the sensations in his limbs were connected.His left arm, which was perfectly connected but didn't give him any feeling, suddenly came to life. All of a sudden, with the sound of its weak current, Zhang Luotuo felt a burst of intense pain rushing towards his senses. At the same time, he also felt that the blood in the blood vessels began to flow rapidly, and the nerves began to touch each other, resulting in contradictory and confusing pain sensations.But that's just all at once.That feeling disappeared immediately.Then, a wave of drowsiness spread through his body.He couldn't help wanting to sleep, and at this moment, right now, he could fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.He tried to grab hold of something, but moving his limbs only made him sleepier.

bump.bump.His ears buzzed.He unconsciously looked at the plate next to the operating table. He saw the arm that he had abandoned. It was lying there, motionless. exquisite.It shone brightly in the white room and didn't dry up so quickly by leaving him.

Joad's voice, Fan Liu's voice.As they spoke, their voices stretched out like four dimensions.Zhang Luotuo couldn't understand the meaning.He blinked, and the words became fragmented.

"...he is different from what I imagined..."

"You are too impulsive..."

"you do not……"

"He's different from you..."

"I do not……"

"He's not human at all."

Zhang Luotuo closed his eyes, the last sentence paused in his mind, and then sank, like all other thoughts.

Sleep is the Internet, infinitely wide.