In the hospital on Koro Island, Garrett was staring at the ceiling in a daze.
He was not yet thirty years old, but doctors told him that he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. He had read the medical certificate and signed it, but he could not accept this fact anyway.
Star Ring Trading's employee benefits are very high. If he loses the ability to work due to a work-related injury, not only will he receive a high retirement pension, but his life for the rest of his life will also be guaranteed by Star Ring Trading.
However, no amount of money can make him smile.
He would rather not have the money, just to get his own health back...
But he also knew very well that this was impossible. Today's medical conditions were simply not enough to cure his injuries.
The door to the ward opened, and a very unexpected person appeared at the door.
Garrett tilted his head.
"Please forgive me for not being able to salute. It's a miracle that I can still joke with you now."
Jiang Chen smiled and walked to the bedside.
"You can still joke, it seems you are in a good mood."
Garrett shook his head.
"No, this is not a joke, I'm telling the truth."
"I know." Jiang Chen nodded and looked at the flowers on the bedside table, "Has your wife been here?"
"Yes," Garrett replied.
"I'm really sorry for your injury..."
"No, you don't have to be sorry." Garrett shook his head, "Thanks to the exoskeleton protection, I can still lie here in a daze."
After looking at his legs, Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and suddenly said.
"Want to take revenge?"
"revenge?"
"Well, to the person who took your legs."
Garrett smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head and said, "You are joking. I can't even get out of bed and walk now, let alone revenge. I will have to rely on the help of a nurse to eat later."
"What if I said... I can help you stand up?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.
Garrett was stunned.
He was about to say that this was impossible, but suddenly he remembered the commander's other identity.
Chairman of Futureman Group!
With the name Future People Group, nothing seems impossible. Whether it is artificial intelligence, virtual reality or graphene, it has been questioned countless times by media experts, and it can always create miracles that people cannot believe their own eyes.
If it's Jiang Chen's promise, maybe it can really happen!
Garrett swallowed and was about to speak.
"But I have to remind you that the operation has only a 10% success rate. We will replace your entire damaged spine with a titanium alloy, and then install special electronic neurons inside. I guarantee that even if you have an injection Anesthesia, this surgery is also very painful.”
The success rate is actually 40%, but it is really painful. After all, the operation is on the nerve. Jiang Chen wanted to know his consciousness, so he deliberately exaggerated the failure rate of the operation.
Garrett took a deep breath.
Jiang Chen originally thought he would be scared, but he didn't expect that he still had the energy to joke.
"Am I going to be Captain America?"
This question made Jiang Chen obviously stunned for a moment, and then he laughed out loud.
"Of course not. Maybe you are stronger than him."
…
Garrett agreed to undergo the surgery, which Jiang Chen expected.
After finishing the conversation, he signed the confidentiality agreement provided by Jiang Chen.
No matter what the reason is, you must not leak the contents of the operation, you must not use your abilities for illegal activities, you must unconditionally obey the organization's command, etc. Doctors will implant a slave chip in his spine during surgery. If betrayal is confirmed, the slave chip will blow up the spine's main control system and turn him back into a cripple.
After the agreement is signed, he will be discharged from the hospital and transferred to the underground facility on Crescent Island, where he will undergo spinal nerve replacement surgery by the doctor responsible for the slave chip implantation surgery.
Even though Jiang Chen obtained some relevant equipment for the operation from the apocalypse, the mortality rate of the operation is still very high based on the current medical level. However, on the way to the hospital, Garrett's expression was unusually calm.
He would rather die on the operating table than lie in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
Even if it means that from now on, he will put on a "dog leash" and do dirty dirty work for Jiang Chen, performing more dangerous tasks than before.
Fortunately, the surgery was very successful.
The surgery not only replaced his spine, but also the bones in his limbs.
Now, even without relying on a mechanical exoskeleton, he can punch a dented steel plate and lift a car. The six-inch graphene circuit board implanted on the inside of the back of the skull integrates retinal imaging, radio life signal detection devices, drone control components, motion signal modems and other black technology chips.
From a straightforward point of view, as long as he is given a rifle, and both sides do not consider battlefield support, there is no pressure to single-handedly challenge a squad of U.S. Marines.
Whether it's street fighting or field fighting.
While Garrett was completing the operation, Jiang Chen saw Zhu Tianyou who had regained consciousness in the ward on Crescent Island.
After seeing clearly the person who came to visit the patient, Zhu Tianyou looked over unexpectedly.
"Jiang Chen?"
"Do you know me?" Jiang Chen looked at Zhu Tianyou in surprise and asked with a smile.
"Is there anyone in this world who doesn't know you?" Zhu Tianyou said with a weak smile.
"Drug lords also read newspapers?" Jiang Chen teased.
His expression didn't change at all, Zhu Tianyou chuckled.
"It seems nothing can be hidden from Mr. Jiang's eyes."
"The Xiangjiang City Government asked me for your name, and I told them that you were not on the list of survivors." Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"What do you need me to do?" Zhu Tianyou closed his eyes and said simply.
"Do you recognize this person?" Jiang Chen took the tablet from the bodyguard next to him and threw it on Zhu Tianyou.
Zhu Tianyou opened his eyes, glanced at the tablet, his expression changed instantly, and he squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth.
"Even if he is burned to ashes, I know him."
"Tell me what you know." Jiang Chen said.
"He was the one who tied me in the bathtub and turned on the faucet to drown me." Zhu Tianyou said bitterly.
"reason?"
Zhu Tianyou hesitated for a moment, but still sighed and explained honestly.
"We were discussing business on the deck and he offered to buy ten tons of salt from me."
"Salt?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly.
"Bath salt, a drug extracted from Arabic tea." Zhu Tianyou looked at Jiang Chen, paused for a moment and then continued, "But later I found out that he could only get 5 million yen. This amount of money There wasn’t even enough change, so business went down.”
Speaking of this, Zhu Tianyou's expression looked like he had seen a ghost.
"What happened next?" Jiang Chen asked in a deep voice.
Zhu Tianyou took a deep breath to calm down.
"Later... He took off his hat, and then he fell down on the table. There was no breathing, no heartbeat, and no pulse. He just died! Yes, I originally thought he was dead, but then something strange happened! "
"What's weird?"
"It is definitely a troublesome thing if someone dies on a ship, especially since I have a special status. In order not to get involved in trouble, I asked two of my bodyguards to hold him between them, pretend that he was drunk, drag him to the stern of the ship and throw him into the sea. . And I myself returned to the room first."
Zhu Tianyou's face became paler.
"In the room, I saw him sitting on a chair, still smiling at me..."
Hearing this, Jiang Chen fell into deep thought.
As he expected, Tanaka was indeed alive and did not simply die on the plane. And this virus leak was also his work. The problem lies in that hat. The hat is like some kind of switch. If you take it off, you will die.
And here's the problem, that Tanaka seems to have more than "one life."
But how did he do it
Jiang Chen frowned slightly. (.)