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

Shadow called him hastily.

You may cause big problems if you take this shot.

It's better to wait patiently.

Hearing the shadow's call, Lu Xiao stopped while climbing.

After a while, he let out a long sigh and said:

Forget it, I'll let this turtle grandson go this time.

Later, he became interested in Mo Ling again.

Compared with the half-dead look when she first saw Mo Ling, she looked like a robot at this moment.

In fact, Lu Xiao was very curious about the scene under the black tights.

But he was embarrassed to ask the other party to take off his tights.

Shadow also returned his gaze to Mo Ling.

The warden on the side looked at Mo Ling and groaned:

Is this the idea of ​​mechanical transformation that the doctor proposed before?

Hearing this, Mo Ling nodded slightly and replied:

Yes, this is the mechanical transformation proposed by Mr. Doctor.

Originally he wanted to use a giant spherical device to reshape my life.

But for some unknown reason, the experiment failed during the preparations for the preliminary experiment.

All the experimental materials before me failed to complete the reshaping.

And in the C03 shelter.

The doctor is reviewing the experimental process with Huines.

While listening to the doctor's narration, Hughes checked the experiment log.

After the doctor finished speaking, Hughes said with confusion on his face:

Strange, there is no problem with the data.

But why can't the experimental subject enter the process of reshaping?

The doctor said solemnly:

After the experimental material was broken into molecules, it completely disappeared.

I tried based on the data you provided.

Is it because of some variables?

Xiu Ens shook his head and said:

I've told you all the data I know.

If there are no mistakes in your operation, it should be time to proceed to the reshaping process.

It's normal for problems to occur during the remodeling process, but from what you're saying, it seems like it's never entered the remodeling process.

Hearing this, the doctor gently pushed the monocle on his face.

I have tried many times, but without exception I am stuck at this step.

All experimental materials failed to enter the reshaping process.

Xiu Ens sighed and said:

Then shall this experiment continue?

The doctor thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly and said:

“There is no need to waste resources and time.”

After that I made countless more attempts in that world.

“Not once did it get to the reinvention step.”

Xiunes was stunned. He didn't expect the doctor to move so quickly.

He said with some hesitation:

Then shall I arrange for someone to dismantle the device?

The doctor thought for a moment, then shook his head and refused:

Keep it for now, I'll try it when I have time.

Hunes took a deep breath, and then stopped mentioning the matter.

He thought of the victim who had been transformed by the doctor.

By the way, how did you complete the transformation of the victim?

She seems to be in good shape.

The doctor held his monocle and began to explain:

Her original consciousness has been lost.

And she needs to connect with the personality I created for her in the dream world.

The only way I can think of is to imprint that personality on a chip.

As he spoke, the doctor took out a chip similar to a USB flash drive from the pocket of his white coat.

The chip is about one millimeter thick, exudes a dark red shimmer, and has brilliance flowing on its surface.

There are densely packed metal guides at the end of the chip.

Hughes took the chip and observed it carefully.

After a while, he sighed and said:

What is the function of this chip?

The doctor answered in a calm tone:

I named this chip a biochip.

But this one is a defective piece originally produced.

The data throughput of the chip in your hand is about 110,000 times per second.

It's like a CPU that can issue instructions to the body on behalf of the brain.

But its more important role is to control mechanical limbs implanted in the human body.

Hearing this, Hughes put the chip on his forehead and said to the doctor:

How do I need to implant it?

Doctor: An operation is required to reserve an interface for the chip.

After listening to the doctor's answer, Hughes exclaimed: Has your experiment already involved the brain level?

This is the most mysterious part of the human body.

The doctor waved his hand and said:

It's not as difficult as you think. The chips operate independently.

The principle is to control the chip through biological instructions issued by the epidermal layer of the brain.

And the only things the chip can control are those implanted mechanical limbs and organs.

Judging from the current performance of the victim, this biochip has the potential to be mass-produced.

As he said that, the doctor's eyes fell on the experimental table.

There is a piece of paper data on it.

He reached out and picked up the data document.

After the transformation, the physical performance of the victim was more than twenty times stronger than the reference data of ordinary humans.

Hughes took the data in the doctor's hand and looked through it carefully, and then he said softly:

Theoretically it can be stronger, right?

The doctor nodded slightly and said:

The victim's current mechanization level has reached 80%.

The proportion of flesh and blood is only 20%, which also includes the proportion of brain.

This is the best I can do right now.

I think if she continues to change, she will become a robot, or should be regarded as a mechanical life.

Hearing this, Xiu Ens was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile:

If this experiment of yours had been carried out in my time, you would most likely have gone to jail.

The doctor waved his hand to interrupt Hunes. It was obvious that he had no intention of joking.

This experiment gave me a new revelation.

Mechanical limbs and organs can be used to restore the combat effectiveness of prison guards who have retired due to disabilities.

Because the technology is not yet mature, the cost of transformation is a bit high.

Xiunes thought about this possibility carefully, and then his eyes lit up.

If, I mean if.

Can the transformed people of Serial Number 3 be able to resist mental pollution?

After all, judging from your level of transformation, physical pollution no longer poses any threat.

Use the cage as a backup method. In wartime, all they need is an idea and the liquid will be injected into their brains.

Can't they gain spiritual defense?

The doctor's pupils shrank.

After a long time, he nodded slightly and said:

It's a good idea.