God is Coming

It is difficult for ordinary people to understand the enthusiasm of researchers for research. The same is true of Chu Jungui, and he never agrees.

The extremely long scanning process made Chu Jun alert. However, at this moment he was lying on the operating table, and his body was sprayed with a layer of anesthetic water mist, and his body was gradually losing consciousness.

At this time, several robotic arms stretched out, and a few ten-centimeter-long fine needles were probed out at the front end, which penetrated into Chu Jungui's body gently, and continued to penetrate the bones to reach the bone marrow.

These fine needles are made of special materials, as thin as hair, but extremely strong, easily penetrate the bones of Chu Jungui and reach their destination.

The fine needle seemed to be inserted deeply, but after it penetrated, it was pulled out without causing damage.

A few fine needles quickly retracted the robotic arm, and then the robotic arm retracted. There was a rare smile on Professor Lu's face. Although he denied his subordinates' thoughts about Chu Jungui's slice, but what age is it now, do he still need so many samples? The number of samples in several fine needles is sufficient for research.

"Ready for surgery and start anesthesia."

The assistant next to him whispered, "Professor, he has been anesthetized."

"Then you will be anesthetized again. He is of good physical fitness, and the usual doses will not work." The professor used a mechanical voice to cover up his small mistakes caused by excitement.

Three fine needles were extended out of the operating table, penetrated into Junjun's body, and released anesthetic. The researchers at Tianmen No. 1 Research Institute thought that it was thoughtful and used two different anesthesia methods before and after. The superiors came down to check afterwards, and there was nothing wrong with the procedure.

After anesthesia, more than ten finger-sized floating medical instruments flew out of the wall, hovering above Chu Jungui, and then shot out a thin beam of light. These high-energy beams are comparable to the sharpest scalpels, and their accuracy far exceeds that of solid tools.

They cut Chu Jun's left arm wound layer by layer with cell-level precision. All the nerves, blood vessels and important body tissues were opened one by one, temporarily closed, and then waited for the next operation.

Suddenly, Chu Jun turned into a cluster of sea anemones at the broken arm, turning into countless very thin shreds, floating in the air.

Each medical instrument is monitored by a dedicated researcher, and if there is a problem with the automatic procedure, they will immediately intervene and complete the operation manually.

Professor Lu is a well-known distrust of artificial intelligence programs, often mentioning a typical case repeatedly. In that case, the procedure-operated medical instrument malfunctioned, and dozens of high-precision knives instantly dismembered the patient on the operating table into a complete and separate nervous, skeleton, vascular and muscular system.

In fact, that case is 700 years ago, but researchers are unwilling to offend Professor Lu, who is in power, so there is a backup staff behind each automatic medical instrument.

After the wound was treated, six different types of medical machines appeared. They fixed the parts and interfaces of Chu Jungui's broken arm for manipulating the robotic arm with a robot with the same tentacles, and took them out one by one and left them aside In the tray.

When the contents are full, the tray will fly away by itself, and a new tray will fly over to take over.

A washer had a slightly greater force and bounced in the tray and fell to the ground. The tray sinks instantly, catches it steadily, and returns to the origin, as if nothing happened.

At this point, Chu Jungui's wound was treated.

A new batch of body implanters flew in, each with several long robotic arms, as thin as hair, each with a needle at the front of the arm, and a nanoscale fiber on the needle tip.

After these implanters are in place, they start to operate at the same time. Several robotic arms first lay down the fixing device at a predetermined position, and then weave a strip of muscle fibers in an action invisible to the naked eye.

Although the frequency of the implanter's action is amazingly fast, the basic components of these muscle fibers are too thin. The diameter of each basic fiber is only 2 nanometers. Several basic fibers are knitted together with a specific structure to become a component of the muscle fiber. . A similar process takes hundreds of times to complete muscle fibers.

Needlepoints that can perform nanoscale operations are naturally not ordinary materials. The materials that make up the needlepoint have undergone special treatment and have a density close to that of a neutron star.

These fibers can only extend one centimeter per hour, and Chu Jun's return to the surrounding space to squeeze ten implanters is already the limit. Whenever a muscle fiber is completed, they press a position, and repeat the process until all the fibers are ready, and then continue to clone the arm. That step is simple.

Chu Jun remained motionless, in fact, he was very conscious. At this moment he understood why the operation took a full week.

In the control room, Professor Lu has stood motionless for three hours. He rubbed some dry eyes, looked at the time, and asked, "Are all the follow-up personnel scheduled?"

The assistant said: "It's all arranged. You can rest assured that 20% redundancy is arranged for each shift, and there will never be any problems."

Professor Lu nodded and said, "It's better not to have problems. I am afraid that this person's identity is not simple. This operation was not only commissioned by the Lin family. I heard that the royal family is also paying attention. Once something goes wrong, don't say you can't afford it. From ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ I am the one who will blame and resign. "

"So serious?" The assistant was startled.

"If it's not serious, you need to transplant 90 fibers at a time? This is the output of our research institute for three months. How many big people are waiting in line behind, but a young man is in the line?"

"This is also true. You can rest assured that we never take things lightly."

Professor Lu nodded and said, "I'll go to bed for an hour and call me on time."

"You haven't rested for 48 hours, why don't you sleep for 5 more minutes?"

"No, I'm not at ease."

The assistant knew Professor Lu's temper and did not persuade him, but sent him back to the room to rest.

The operation is ongoing and the process is long.

At this time Li Ruobai was sitting alone in the room, holding wine in his hand, hesitating, and finally ordered Lin Xi's communication request.

"It's you, why do you suddenly think of looking for me? My girlfriend didn't accompany you?" Lin Xi smiled on the screen, smiling absently.

Li Ruobai sighed, "Come on, sister Xi, you don't tell jokes. You know I love you secretly!"

Lin Xi smiled and said, "Forget it, we are all so familiar, and I am in love with you, I'm afraid I can't help it."

Li Ruobai also laughed and said, "This is just like you. By the way, I heard that you are getting married? Why didn't you tell me? I still got the news from Xuancheng Brother."

Lin Xi ’s smile suddenly disappeared for the most part, saying, “It was decided suddenly, for some reason. In addition, do you know everything about Xuan Cheng?”

"Just read the information." Li Ruobai raised his glass and took a sip.

Lin Xi suddenly hesitated and asked, "Why do you drink so much?"

Li Ruobai was also stunned. He turned around and realized that several empty bottles had been put on the little table at hand.

(= Easy to read novel)