Although the carriage environment is excellent and has all kinds of daily necessities, three days is still a long time.
However, Yi Chen and Reagan had also thought about it in advance. They packed their suitcases with several obscure books, and they would lie on the bed and read when they had nothing to do.
Jin was an exception. She was like a sleeping corpse. She fell asleep soon after getting on the car and no noise could wake her up.
This peace lasted only one day before it was broken.
Due to the reading talent brought by his student profession, Yi Chen finished reading all the large number of books he prepared without realizing it.
In addition, reading no longer has any effect on the brain, and it seems that some special opportunity is needed to reach the limit of intelligence.
"Mr. Reagan, can you lend me some books?"
"good."
A book related to neurology was thrown to him, and Yi Chen read the entire book in less than twenty minutes.
"Mr. Reagan, this kind of pseudo-science fiction book is probably of no use to your research, right?"
Reagan was surprised when Yi Chen asked him this. "Huh? Have you read the whole book? Or just the beginning?"
"My job helps me read quickly. This doesn't require a lot of comprehension. If I'm fast, I can finish it in ten minutes..."
Reagan, who was chewing on a duck leg, finally realized, "Oh, yeah, I didn't even know what your profession is?"
Since Reagan had taken the initiative to share his own information before, now that everyone formed a team, Yi Chen also took the initiative to move his shoulder over and share his basic attributes and some of his abilities.
certainly,
Information on 'death' and 'small grapes' was omitted, and information on plant diseases was relatively simplified.
“I’m so envious of the fact that there is such a profession as a student. If I could have this ability to accelerate my comprehension of knowledge, perhaps I could make a breakthrough in my research.
What you just said is right. This kind of fantasy and unrealistic pseudo-science fiction has no substantial reference value.
But looking across Zion, no one has conducted any research related to consciousness... After all, in such a world, being able to conduct scientific research is already a luxury.
Since I had no previous experience, I had to rely on myself to reconstruct consciousness from nothing to something.
These seemingly useless pseudo-science fictions may give me some research inspiration from my wild imagination.
For example, Feiyin's semi-physical form that is now attached to me is the transformation idea provided to me by a book called "Mind Wanderer".
If I didn't have this idea, Fei Yin would still be following me like a zombie, and I might even lose her at any time."
Hearing this, Yi Chen also took out a bottle of wine from the freezer and drank with Reagan, and began to talk in detail about the "research".
With the experience of studying for a master's degree before his death, he was able to talk to Reagan about more in-depth topics.
Maybe I drank a little too much.
Reagan actually said something that should not be made public.
He is not an electrician or an ordinary researcher. Because he has made contributive research in neural circuits, he has become a senior researcher favored by the station director and the only senior researcher at the human stage in the power station.
This also explains why Reagan had the conditions, and even with the support of the stationmaster, to build the centipede-like spine system on his back, which represents the Zion Power Station's highest exoskeleton technology.
The two talked more and more deeply.
Reagan took off his shirt again under the influence of alcohol and sat on the edge of the bed.
Yi Chen asked Xiao Pu Tao to open her eyes, carefully observed the structure of the spine, and then began to perform plant-based therapy on the spine like a masseur.
Before in the hotel, I just helped Reagan suppress the pain, but this time I really helped to debug the equipment, and even helped him reinforce the device and try to further stabilize the nerve connections and reduce the rejection reaction.
… …
On the afternoon of the third day, the carriage, which had been galloping the entire journey, finally stopped.
On the way, we arrived at the town of Yalstó.
This is a small town that has been completely taken over by the organization. As an important hub supply station, gentlemen who are performing missions in the nearby areas can come here to rest for a while.
The town’s iconic gentleman facilities are as follows:
1. Alexander Luden's clothing store, located on South Street, provides free clothing cutting and repair services for gentlemen on missions.
2. The Seagull Clinic, opened at the intersection of Center Street, provides quick treatment and hospitalization services to injured gentlemen free of charge.
If the injured person is confirmed to be seriously infected and is turning into a sick person, and the director determines that the condition cannot be reversed, the clinic has the right to directly perform euthanasia and retain the right to study the corpse.
If you want to purchase the secret medicine unique to the Seagull Clinic, you need to have an interview with the director. After obtaining the qualifications, you will still have to spend a lot of money to buy it.
3. There is a lake on the east side of the town, called Lenghu.
Its area is basically the same as the lake in Green Lake Town, but the water depth is very different. Leng Lake is only ten meters deep at most, and no pathological changes have occurred.
A special cemetery, Lenghu Cemetery, was built around this lake.
The reason why it is special is that the main and most central cemetery is a lake, and most of the bodies are buried at the bottom of the lake.
Moreover, the more corpses there are, the clearer the Leng Lake becomes. During the day, if you stand on the shore, you can see tombstones standing at the bottom of the lake.
The method of burial in the lake is also very simple. As long as the body meets the standards and rules,
Tie the tombstone to the back of the corpse with a hemp rope in advance, row it to the corresponding burial site by a wooden boat, and throw it directly into the lake.
The bodies that sink to the bottom will be dug and buried, and the tombstones will be erected in the correct positions.
Some of the mature corpses will be transported back to Sion and handed over to the Hippocrates Hospital for research, which will provide information on water-related diseases and prepare for future voyages.
…
The three teams will stay at the stop for a day to further determine the details of the relics incident.
Including the driver, everyone was invited to dine at the most famous hotel in the town, and upstairs were rooms provided free of charge for everyone to rest.
When everyone was seated and the food was not served yet,
A lame old gentleman walked into the hotel entrance with wet black rain boots on his feet. With his arrival, the whole hotel lobby seemed damp.
This is the chief gentleman of the town and the cemetery manager - Lame Field.
His eyes, somewhat pale, looked up and down at this group of young people who came from afar. His gaze lingered on Yi Chen and Reagan for a moment, as if he had sensed the cemetery atmosphere on the two.
Detailed information about black pus, polyphthalmia and sepsis was placed directly on the table before the food was served.
The lame Field put one hand on the edge of the table, and a gurgling sound could be faintly heard in his throat before he spoke.
“According to the organization’s request, after you have learned in detail about the root disease that occurred near Mount Greyrel.
Each of you must choose one of the diseases to eliminate in order to gain the approval of the monitor, and he will open the passage to the old world for you.
This choice will also determine your route up the mountain.
If you still can’t come up with a result after the meal, I will distribute it directly.”
(End of this chapter)