"Why do you think I'm lying?" An Wujiu asked.
"It's nothing." Zhong Yirou changed the subject, "Fortunately, there is this mechanical skeleton, this kind of synthetic metal has high hardness, otherwise your wrist will be useless." Zhong Yirou turned his head, grabbed An Wujiu's intact hand, and shook it His wrist, and his five fingers.
Then she said to herself, "If only I could cut open your hand..."
As soon as the words finished, Zhong Yirou couldn't open her eyes due to the glare of the light. She covered her eyes with her hands, "What are you doing, masked man, I didn't say I'm going to cut it open now!"
Only then did Shen Ti aim the flashlight in his hand at An Wujiu's wrist again.
Zhong Yirou rolled his eyes, "I just feel that his bones are not quite right, I want to see what's wrong, but now I can't scan."
Although Zhong Yirou didn't speak clearly, An Wujiu understood her implication to some extent. My wrist bones are made of artificial metal, what about the other bones.
"My memory is probably also artificially cleared." An Wujiu directly confessed his conjecture to her.
Zhong Yirou raised his eyebrows, his expression seemed to be dubious, "The neurons in your hippocampus have been tampered with?"
After all, she is a prosthetic doctor, and she has seen all kinds of strange operations, so she thought about it and said another possibility: "Maybe it was selectively removed, and then a new code was inserted."
After hearing this, Shen Ti on the side started to shine a flashlight on the back of An Wujiu's head, but was called back by Zhong Yirou, she stopped, cut off the thread with scissors, wiped off the blood on An Wujiu's skin, and put some more on An Wujiu. medicine.
"Does it hurt?" Zhong Yirou asked, "Give you a shot of endorphins?"
"No, it's okay." An Wujiu replied truthfully, speaking in a slow manner, but seemed very calm.
"Okay, that stuff is so expensive, I'm still reluctant to part with it." Zhong Yirou didn't know what to say, after suffering this level of injury, the person in front of him didn't respond at all, and even the deep suture without anesthesia only felt slight pain.
An Wujiu observed Zhong Yirou calmly, and found that the virtual machine interface in her brain was exposed. Behind the ear, a black carbon arc ring extending from the interface directly went around the right earlobe, and it was worn on her head like a A special kind of jewelry.
Subconsciously, An Wujiu went to look at Shen Ti again, but he was wearing a helmet, An Wujiu found nothing.
Zhong Yirou discovered his intentions and told him directly: "Ours were all installed before entering the altar. If there was someone who drilled through the skull and installed a brain computer before, no matter how much money you had before and how good the installation was, it will be installed before entering the altar." It was uninstalled, and now it is a virtual experience machine inside the altar."
As she spoke, she turned her head to look at An Wujiu's ear, but found that it was different from her own, there was no sensory hub ring on his ear.
"Let me see, where is your interface?" She muttered to herself, after putting away the tool, she turned and gently grabbed An Wujiu's hair, "Your hair is longer than mine." She twisted it with her hands She twisted her hair, a little surprised, "It turned out to be true." After speaking, she seemed to suddenly think of something, "By the way, I just wanted to check it."
Zhong Yirou turned around, squeezed An Wujiu's face with his hands, and tugged at it, and carefully observed the pores and tiny light-colored hairs on his face.
"Your face is real too, you didn't buy it." She couldn't help but sigh, "Nowadays there are too few pure natural handsome guys, and many of them changed their faces before they reached adulthood."
"Is face important?" An Wujiu asked.
Zhong Yirou raised her eyebrows, "Of course, what are you thinking." She shook her head, "In this world, violence, hallucinogens and sex are all hard currencies. Isn't beauty a kind of sexual ability? Especially for natural beauty, those rich people hate the same cell face. Do you know what a cell face is? It is the epidermis cultivated from human skin tissue. Piña is a weird, rubbery…”
When talking about his profession, Zhong Yirou started to talk more. Ke An Wujiu didn't feel much about his appearance, and didn't think it was a rare trait.
Zhong Yirou supported An Wujiu's chin, looked at his face carefully, and came to a conclusion, "However, it seems that the current technology can't make a face of your level. This skull and the shape of the eyes ,really not bad… "
Shen Ti's flashlight crazily shot at An Wujiu's head to remind Zhong Yirou that it's time to get down to business. But Zhong Yirou glanced at him, "Mask man, why are you wearing a mask? Could it be disfigurement?"
An Wujiu also turned to look at him, only to see Shen Ti shrugging his shoulders, as if acquiescing. A little insincere pity appeared on Zhong Yirou's face, "I'm pretty good at plastic surgery, I guarantee you will have a nice face. Although I can't turn you into a handsome guy, you definitely don't need to wear a mask."
"And the price is fair. How about it? Think about it?" When money was mentioned, Zhong Yirou's beautiful eyes began to shine.
But Shen Ti just shook his head, and pointed the flashlight at An Wujiu's head.
"Forget it." Zhong Yirou curled her lips, stopped promoting her plastic surgery technology, and lowered her head to concentrate on examining the back of An Wujiu's head.
"I touched it."
The two interfaces are located one inch above An Wujiu's two ear tips at an angle of 45 degrees. They are hidden in the hair. A small square bump is the sealing threshold of the liquid metal electrode. "Your virtual machine is not the same as ours." Same, electrodes are different. Why?"
She was puzzled and tried to open the closed threshold, but found that the entire virtual machine was currently in the state of terminating the program.
"I can't open it." Zhong Yirou tried using several tools, even using a code that was forced to open, but failed. "No. This startup program is a built-in encryption program, and I can't help it."
An Wujiu understood this, "It's okay, I'm in the altar right now, which means it's working inside. Perhaps some programs have been suspended."
Zhong Yirou was a little dissatisfied with the fact that she couldn't get it done completely. After all, she thought she was a prosthetic doctor with excellent professional ability. After thinking about it, Zhong Yirou clapped her hands, "By the way, I can help you install a sensory hub ring. Analgesia may have something to do with that."
She took out a space gray streamline ring with metallic luster from her tool bag, one end was stuck on An Wujiu's ear, and the magnetic induction device on the other end was chained outside his hidden interface.
"This is the latest generation of silicon carbide in space. It is much easier to use than the ones installed in our heads. I originally reserved it for myself. It will not take effect in the altar if I install it first. If I can survive this round Go out, when the time comes, I will load you in the real world, and your bones will have to be scanned again."
An Wujiu also expressed his gratitude to Zhong Yirou.
"I will help you." His tone was gentle and sincere. Zhong Yirou was still not used to it, so he just smiled, "Then there is no need, just give me money, ten thousand holy coins."
Zhong Yirou just said casually, and stretched out his hand casually. After all, 10,000 holy coins are enough to smuggle half a box of space silicon carbide materials in the real world.
Unexpectedly, An Wujiu immediately and quietly called up the panel after hearing this, and then entered Zhong Yirou's name on the transfer interface, and transferred the money without hesitation after confirming the personal information.
It was only when Zhong Yirou heard the reminder that the speed was so fast that she, a miser, was shocked and speechless for a moment.
What a happy day, meeting a pair of prodigal sons at once.
While sighing, the fourth person broke into the lounge porch, it was Wu You.
"You... why are you all here?" He held the door with his hand, hesitating whether to come in.
"Look at what the rest room looks like." Zhong Yirou put the tool bag on his back again, grabbed the rope with both hands and tied it around his slender waist, and tied a knot.
Wu You glanced a little defensively, and suddenly spoke very bluntly, bringing up a topic that several people had never discussed or even avoided discussing.
"Will you form an alliance with Yang Ming?"
Zhong Yirou was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Children are straightforward."
"I'm not a child." Wu You stood up straight, frowning slightly, "I'm sixteen years old."
"Pfft, okay." She had no choice but to raise both hands in a gesture of surrender, "You are not you."
But this kind of appearance of directly expressing wishes to strangers is not mature in any way.
"At least he won't ally with me." An Wujiu said slowly, "No matter what the position is."
"That's true." Zhong Yirou nodded, "Yang Ming is probably trying to figure out how to kill you right now."
Wu You looked at Zhong Yirou and asked, "What about you? Why are you so flattering An Wujiu? Could it be him that you connected with the red line?"
Zhong Yirou showed a puzzled expression, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wu You pointed to the tool bag she was carrying, "I've seen it all. You sewed up the wound on his hand. You really have a crush on An Wujiu."
"I have a crush on him?" Zhong Yirou sneered, "I still have a crush on you."
Seeing them playing small fights, An Wujiu actually had the illusion that this was not a survival game, but it was only for a second. Although he was not used to it at first, by now, he also understood the rules of the game.
Zhong Yirou patted him on the shoulder, "Let me tell you, you can't just give up so easily. If you really lose your memory, then you are a novice at this game. I can tell you mercifully that you can participate in any game in the altar. You can’t be soft-hearted, otherwise you will definitely lose.”
The corners of An Wujiu's straight mouth slightly raised, "But don't be reckless."
Zhong Yirou froze for a moment, "...that's true. But no matter what the game is, if you get the worst cards and don't resist in the worst situation, the situation will be even worse. It's like a worthless person, how do you survive? ah?"
An Wugui didn't speak.
It is indeed difficult for worthless people to survive.
But worthless people can hide from intrigues. Especially the invincible dangerous person in the legend, once he loses again and again, retreats again and again, the opponent will relax, his self-esteem will be greatly inflated, and he will be despised as a worthless person.
This is the only way for An Wujiu to escape unscathed.
He was seriously injured, had no supplies, and his health bar was not the highest, and he was regarded by everyone as the strongest person and the biggest obstacle to victory.
To win, you have to lose.
"Why don't you talk anymore?" Zhong Yirou sighed, "I've never seen a guy like you who doesn't know how to calculate people at the altar. Don't look at Yang Ming, who has very little health, so he can't talk to you directly. duel, but he will surely use the others... ”
Before they could finish speaking, a piercing siren sounded in the room, followed by their familiar holy voice.
"The players initiate a duel."
Shen Ti, who was standing aside, whistled, but he didn't blow it, which was a bit embarrassing.
No one expected that peace would be so short-lived.
"Initiator: Robber role - Liu Chengwei"
"Challenge: Intern—An Wujiu"
"The duel will start in three minutes. Please come to the duel room on the right side of the living room. The responding party must not refuse the duel, otherwise the blood bar of this round will be directly deducted."
Sure enough, it came.