The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 869: The best brain surgery specialists have a problem with water cut off

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This warship has been prepared long ago, more precisely, it was originally prepared for Shen Yunbu.

This room is full of sophisticated instruments and equipment, which is extremely clean and can be adjusted to a vacuum environment at any time, and there will be absolutely no infection.

Even if spores float in, they cannot survive for too long.

This place can be understood as the most high-end operating room, and it is very comfortable. Everything is in line with Shen Yunbu's aesthetic requirements and practical needs.

For example, the utensil containing the vitamin solution.

Shen Yunbu's head immersed in it is like a person soaking in a bathtub, no matter the size or depth is perfect, even the temperature of the nutrient solution is adjusted to an appropriate level.

He sighed comfortably, and found that the house was the best.

Jing Jiu said, "Confirm?"

Shen Yun hummed, and then said: "Whether you stay at the base or go to other places, if you are tired of thinking about that question, come and play with me at any time."

Jing Jiu said, "No."

Shen Yunbu's head undulated slightly in the liquid, just like his voice was erratic, full of helplessness and faint desire.

"I was injured too badly this time, and it will take at least a year to repair it. It's boring."

Jing Jiu hummed, reached out and touched his head, then turned and walked outside.

Shen Yunbu's eyes fell on his back, and suddenly thought of something, he shouted: "You said that you are the head of Qingshan so you can control me... But aren't you ascending now? The head of Qingshan should have someone else right."

"I didn't fully retreat." Jing Jiu didn't stop.

Shen Yunbu thought he meant something like the Supreme Emperor, subconsciously shook his head. Shaking his head is a simple movement, but the problem is that now he only has one head left, so when he shakes his head, it looks very strange, the nutrient solution makes countless waves and rattles.

Now the head of the Green Mountain Sect is that poor man who no one can control, Zhuo Rusui.

Before leaving the bamboo chair, Jing Jiu saw that scene through the magic weapon of the Zhongzhou faction.

The problem is that Shen Yunbu didn't know, his father didn't know, and General Li didn't know, because his book didn't include the later part.

If you want to infer the future or calculate his behavior based on the original, you will make many mistakes.

That book did not write about Xilai Feisheng, because at that time he had already left the sun outside Chaotian Continent and embarked on a journey to find Xueji.

Back on the Lieyang battleship, he and Xilai stood in front of the window, watching the black battleship slowly leave.

"Have you heard of thought branding?" Jing Jiu asked.

Xilai asked, "Do you want to do pyramid schemes?"

With the rebirth of human civilization, many achievements of ancient civilizations have been rediscovered, inherited and developed, and many other business models and social phenomena have also been inherited. MLM is a business model in the embryonic period of ancient civilizations, with some flavor of religious fanaticism and some practical means, it was revived again in the Galaxy Alliance without accident, as if it has unimaginable vitality and advantages like a cockroach .

Jing Jiu looked at him quietly and didn't speak.

Xilai said: "Deconstructing the spiritual world and then reorganizing it according to a certain purpose can be regarded as a brainwashing method, but it is more direct and effective. The current methods are very diverse. For example, some fleets that perform missions to death will collectively take drugs , but because of too much controversy, it has rarely been used in recent years.”

Jing Jiu said, "Cultivators are good at mind control."

Xi Lai looked at his profile, and asked blankly, "What are you trying to say? Think I've been brainwashed?"

Jing Jiu said: "Only people who have been brainwashed can be so sensitive."

Xilai said, "It's not funny."

Jing Jiu didn't speak any more, and continued to look out the window.

The black battleship gradually disappeared into the dark universe, never to be seen again.

All the staff on the black battleship are servants of the Shen family, and their spiritual world has long been implanted with indelible imprints, the so-called ideological imprints, and they will never betray the Shen family—don't say anything about death. None of these threats can be done, but it is simply impossible for them to have such an idea in their consciousness.

There is no need to worry about those messy things on this battleship.

Soaked in the warm liquid, Shen Yunbu seemed to return to his mother's belly, forcibly stopped the sleepiness, and said: "Let's start."

The housekeeper responded blankly, and stretched out her hands to hug his head.

The gravitational field device can be turned on at any time, and more than ten automatic machines and equipment are on standby.

If he wants to fully repair his body, he must return to the Alliance Academy of Sciences, but the space voyage is long, and he needs to start surgery immediately if he wants to prevent the injury from deteriorating.

To be precise, he needs to perform a craniotomy on himself.

The arms can be replaced, as can the body and energy supply system, only the brain cannot be replaced, so what can really hurt him is the impact on the brain.

Things like consciousness transfer... yes, but not necessary.

Shen Yunbu realized this when he was very young, specifically when the first arm was replaced in the 857 base, so at the beginning of the body transformation, he attached great importance to the protection of the brain.

He studied hard for a while and became a brain surgeon.

In the current medical field of the Galaxy Alliance, he is definitely one of the top three experts in brain surgery, but no one is lucky enough to have the opportunity to be operated by him personally.

After mastering the relevant knowledge, the first thing Shen Yunbu did was to reduce the size of his brain a lot, in other words, to remove a lot of what he thought was redundant.

With the support of Taoism, this extremely absurd idea actually became a reality in his hands.

Now his brain volume is only one-seventh of a normal human brain, and of course he has not become a dementia.

Then he protected his brain heavily. The rarest superalloy in the universe is the outermost layer, covered with high-density materials. There are many micro-arrays embedded in the gray matter interlayer, and the vacuum maintenance arrays that echo the micro-arrays Law is the second layer, and there are many unimaginable transformations besides this.

Accompanied by the low sound of motors and the sound of magnetic force splitting, the sharp plasma beam knife sliced open the shell of the skull, revealing an extremely narrow gap.

An extremely thin water column penetrated into the gap and began to flush, the width of which remained within the ultrafine particle range.

All of this is under the control of Shen Yunbu's own consciousness.

This is the initial debridement and irrigation process of the operation. The water flow is very gentle and the momentum is extremely small.

That jet of water would later become thinner, generate cutting powers, become a knife and start repairing his brain.

As the most talented practitioner of Qingshan Sword Sect, Shen Yunbu naturally knew the importance of swords.

After starting to dabble in brain surgery, he was looking for the most suitable sword, which is a surgical tool.

The requirements for the surgical tools are particularly high, far exceeding those for writing on grape skins and cutting gauze on tender tofu.

All kinds of ray knives and precision alloy knives were eliminated by him after many rounds of experiments.

In the end, he found that water jets were the best way to carve brains.

Such high requirements for surgical tools naturally show how risky the operation or daily maintenance work is.

At this time, he is at the most unprotected moment, and also the weakest moment, not to mention that at this time, he has only one head left, and can only control things with consciousness.

Only on this ship and in the laboratories of the Academy of Sciences, only in the service of these thought-stamped servants, did he dare to put himself in such a dangerous situation.

Otherwise, he would definitely keep Jing Jiu and try to see if the legendary sword is better than the water knife.

The sizzling sound continued, and several streams of water flowed out from the operating table, with a very light powder, indicating that very little blood was flushed from the brain tissue.

Shen Yun buried his eyes and rested for a while, then opened his eyes to start the formal operation.

But at this moment, the water column suddenly disappeared.

He looked at the middle-aged housekeeper.

The housekeeper looked at him quietly without speaking.

Shen Yunbu was silent for a while, and asked with a self-deprecating smile: "Why did the water stop suddenly?"

He is now a head floating on the surface of the solution, and this smile looks very strange and terrifying.

This black battleship possesses the highest technological level of the Starship Alliance, far surpassing those of the military, and the battleship of Makoto Akamatsu is far from comparable. There is no need for more specific descriptions, at least such absurd things as water cut-offs are impossible on this battleship, not to mention that this room is an operating room specially prepared for Shen Yunbu.

Since it is impossible to owe the water bill, there is only one explanation, someone turned off the water. Normally, when the water is turned off, at most it is impossible to cook and flush the toilet, but at this time there is no water suddenly, Shen Yunbu cannot perform surgery, so it cannot prevent the injury from worsening, and may even die.

"it's me."

The question about cutting off the water was ridiculous, but the housekeeper answered it honestly.

Shen Yunbu looked at her quietly and said, "I don't understand."

"I don't understand either," said the housekeeper.