When Chen Feng just arrived at the mobile scientific research space station in District 7, the energy of the shadow armor was just exhausted.

Ou Qinglan is standing in the hall behind the hatch with a sad face.

Although she is the president of the Academy of Sciences, biomedicine is not her best major and can't help.

The medical staff and bioscientists in the treatment room are busy.

The mobile scientific research space station has complete facilities, equipment and relevant technicians.

The medical center, biological center and gene research institution under the Academy of Sciences sent top professionals.

At the same time, high-intensity quantum network communication is also maintained between the space station and mercury polyhedron.

Under the guarantee of multiple means, the medical capacity of the space station is not lost to mercury.

Chen Feng didn't greet ou Qinglan any more. He opened the shadow and jumped out and went straight to the treatment room.

In addition, someone went to take out the box containing Lin Bu's head. Chen Feng won't take care of it for the time being.

Nearly 300 seconds have passed since Flemish injected life support agent, leaving little time for Chen Feng.

In the treatment room, Flanders was lying on his back in the treatment chair.

Countless nano-sized fine biomaterial tubes spread out from under the treatment chair, drilled into the pores, pierced Fred's skin, and replaced the functions of his blood vessels and lymphatic vessels.

Another fiber bundle, which is very similar to the core material of Lingjian intelligent brain, pierced into Fred's back neck and directly connected to his brain.

Xiao Fu's head hung with silver wires, his face was covered with black spots one after another, his cheekbones were prominent, and his skin was dark and shiny.

His whole body looked very dry, like a dewatered quilt.

If Chen Feng didn't know that he was a few years younger than himself, at first glance, he would be regarded as a dying old man of 300 years old.

The medical staff and Chen Feng briefly talked about Xiaofu.

Twenty seven seconds ago, Xiao Fu was still conscious and could even open his eyes and blink, but now he has fallen into a deep coma.

His heart has completely stopped and his internal circulation has completely collapsed.

Mitochondria in his cells have collapsed in a large area and no longer produce adenosine triphosphate.

At this time, all the energy supplied to Xiaofu's cells have been replaced by biomaterial tubes.

If Xiaofu's brain can be maintained, and the bionic technology micro robot can replace the functions of blood red blood cells, white blood cells and other mobile cells and continuously provide synthetic nutrients, his consciousness can be maintained as much as possible.

But the problem is that Xiaofu's brain genes are also rapidly collapsing, and neuronal cells are disintegrating one after another. Even if there is a life support agent barely hanging, it has been unable to recover.

"Now, in addition to the life support pipe network system, there are as many as 5 billion ultra nano micro robots in Dr. Fred's body. We have built a complete bionic cycle system in Dr. Fred's body, but all our means can't reverse the process of his life towards the end."

Chen Feng only considered for 0.1 seconds and stretched out his right hand, "extract serum from my body and inject it by him. I also have the same resuscitation factor as Lin Bu in my body. Try it."

In fact, there are resuscitation factors in Fred's body. Chen Feng has injected him before, which is the core reason why Xiao Fu can absorb grass people.

Now Chen Feng's old technique is just a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Try it for a while. It's better than doing nothing.

The researchers moved quickly. Only more than 30 seconds later, Chen Feng serum containing a large number of resuscitation factors began to pour into Xiaofu along the bionic pipeline.

Xiao Fu's reaction was quick. Only five seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes.

His muddy eyes first looked around aimlessly, then noticed Chen Feng and quickly focused.

The previous moment was like the eyeball of polluted muddy water, which quickly became bright and bright.

Flanders did not open his mouth, but there was a voice in Chen Feng's personal assistance system.

"Brother, are you back?"

Chen Feng nodded, "HMM."

While talking, Chen Feng glanced at the detector nearby.

After being reinforced by new resuscitation factors, the collapse rate of Flemish neuronal cells slowed down slightly, but did not stop completely.

Try to have a certain effect, but it can only make Xiaofu stick to it a little longer.

Chen Feng's lips shook. He wanted to say something like "Xiao Fu, don't die, you haven't finished your work yet".

But when the words came to his throat, he felt that it was meaningless to say anything. Birth, old age and death are both destiny and the law of the universe.

A hundred years of depending on each other, there will be a difference. Xiao Fu, who must have died a hundred years ago, has nothing to complain about if he lives another hundred years.

But in these hundred years, Xiao Fu was busy and working all the time, and never had a moment's rest. It's not too much to say that you've worked hard and died.

Perhaps in the view of many people who advocate hedonism in the 21st century, living like Xiao Fu may not be true, but just like drinking water.

Xiaofu's extra life span of 100 years is both a blessing and a misfortune.

Chen Feng has mixed feelings and doesn't know how to conclude.

When Chen Feng was silent, Xiao Fu opened his mouth first.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I have to break my promise. I have to go first."

His expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, but his tone was filled with lingering loss and regret.

Chen Feng shook his head. "You didn't do anything wrong. Don't apologize."

"Brother, don't comfort me. I know the work hasn't been completed. I'll die with regret like Sergei."

Chen Feng sat down beside him, and the blood pump was still connected to his hands and wrists.

His blood is being rapidly pumped out of his blood vessels, and the serometer next to him is rapidly separating the bleeding serum and injecting it into Fred's body.

"It's okay, that's enough. You've done enough. Death is not terrible. Everyone will die. Countless people have died in every war. You don't have to be full of regret when you die."

Chen Feng forcibly comforted.

Fred's head suddenly shook, as if shaking his head, "I understand the truth, but I can't do it. Brother, my previous life, previous life and every life I have spent in infinite worship of you. When I haven't mastered the language and my cognition of everything is in chaos, there is only one idea in my mind to continue the unfinished business you left to Sergei."

"Compared with the countless Sergei in the past, how lucky I am. I have obtained an unparalleled and unrepeatable life. I can even travel the universe with you and strive for a common great cause. In these 100 years, I have been trying my best to fulfill my promise with Sergei every day."

"Brother, you certainly don't know. In fact, I'm secretly happy every day. I'm secretly happy that I can fight for the greatest cause in human history. I'm not fighting as Sergei's clone, but as Fred, the sage's assistant. I don't care what others say, but I know that in your heart, I've completely walked out of Sergei's shadow and lived a family In the life of Fred, right? "

Xiao Fu finally had an expression on his face.

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, revealing a shy smile that seemed to exist.

Chen Feng nodded, "yes, you are you, Sergei is Sergei."

Xiao Fu said, "then I have no regrets. I believe that in the unknown future, when human beings can really fly freely between the universe and become an eternal civilization, someone will remember that in this era, a man named Fred Sergei once fought with the sage Chen Feng."

Chen Feng: "I will write these things down."

"Well, brother, goodbye..."

Fred's eyes closed again.

The surface of his skin began to permeate the oil like gel, which is the "corpse" of Glass's people.

After a hundred years of integration, the grass people whose consciousness has long been swallowed and occupied by Flanders can finally die well.

In the monitoring, the dense fog representing Flemish's stream of consciousness is as bright as a heartbeat.

Every time the light flashes, it will become a little darker.

A large amount of quantum information is overflowing out of thin air in the room.

There is no problem with the equipment. Xiaofu's brain is the source of this information.

Ou Qinglan silently stood behind Chen Feng, "I'm sorry for the change."

"Yes."

"Are you sad?"

Chen Feng didn't answer her, but looked at Flanders with empty eyes, as if wandering outside the sky.

Sad?

A little bit, but Chen Feng is used to the feeling of losing this and that.

As the Savior who has been defeated eight times, Chen Feng has too many "lost" experiences.

His tolerance to pain is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Ou Qinglan thought he was grieving too much. However, the more critical he was, the more vivid his brain became.

At this moment, Chen Feng is desperately trying to find a way.

He said to himself blindly and confidently that since he could save Xiaofu for the first time a hundred years ago, he can save Xiaofu for the second time now.

As long as I want to do something, as long as it is so possible, I must do it.

As long as Xiaofu doesn't really want to die, Chen Feng doesn't want him to die.

You haven't finished your work!

Don't die!

Xiao Fu can no longer transmit any information to the outside world. The quantum storm that makes up his thinking is just like the flickering candle in the wind.

The nearby medical staff wiped a tear and said to Chen Feng, "master sage, Dr. Fred's stream of consciousness..."

"What's the matter?"

"He's fighting the expansion of the universe. He... He doesn't want to die. He has a strong will to survive."

Chen Feng: "I know, all know."

His mouth was talking, but his heart was exhausting his thinking, trying to find a way.

The huge amount of information rolled in his mind, and he refined the information flow bit by bit.

Glass.

Quantum life.

Media layer network.

Sergei's obsession.

Because of congenital genetic defects and incomplete Language Center, Fred, who can't speak.

Song of the world.

Blank.

The deep neural link bundle tube was inserted from the posterior neck of Flemish.

"Play the song of the world directly in Fred's brain! Read the deep memory at the same time!"

Chen Feng suddenly issued an order.