brain death.
A word that Hao Ren is no stranger to—this terrible situation is usually seen in humans who have suffered various fatal organic injuries. The brain loses its function, but sometimes the autonomic nerves can survive for a while, and some limbs will remain conditioned The ability to reflect, but pure conditioned reflexes cannot maintain the operation of a complex life system, so brain-dead humans need a lot of hoses, wires and air pumps to survive—all in all, a very miserable state.
But he didn't know that the eldest son would also be brain-dead.
And it was clear that the brain-dead eldest son of this planet didn't need someone to plug him a bunch of hoses, wires, and air pumps.
His tentacles are still alive and happy, and he can even happily kill the space bombers and robot girls who dropped bombs on his head.
"Are you sure?" Hao Ren asked again with a cautious attitude, but Nolan expressed strong dissatisfaction with being questioned: "Boss, you have to trust my current deduction and calculation capabilities—I use a computer that can deduce The shipboard main engine evolved by the stars to think about the problem, and I also have a super huge database, my judgment is based on massive data and real-time updated detection results, of course it is not a random guess.”
Then she added: "Of course I'm not sure... After all, we haven't seen the condition of the eldest son's brain nucleus yet."
You can't confirm and still say a lot of nonsense! Sun configuration
Hao Ren rubbed the space between his brows, feeling that the ship's lady has become less and less worrying recently, and then carefully thought about what it means to be a brain-dead eldest son.
The vitality of the eldest son is unimaginable to ordinary people. His body can resist almost all injuries caused by planetary system level civilizations, and even if he suffers a little injury, he can heal in a very short period of time, and these are just the basics. , his vitality is more reflected in the fact that this powerful divine creature has no clear weaknesses: it is a giant living body composed of a large pile of indescribable biological tissues and countless tentacles, veins, and cysts. All organs (if those groups of functional tissues can be called organs) have multiple copies, and none of them are non-regenerative. A mature eldest son has at least several brain nuclei and a larger number of second-level thinking units. Each brain nucleus can independently undertake the task of storing memory and thinking. Even if a part of the brain nucleus is lost, it will only make people His ability to control his body has declined temporarily—it won't take long for the brain nuclei to re-grow from those secondary ganglia.
And even if all his brain nuclei are destroyed, it will not help: the eldest son will only lose the ability to think and act for a short time, but soon the disaster emergency program in his body will start, and this process of saving himself will be carried out on some ganglia. Stimulation, these ganglia will assume the function of thinking, and a batch of brain nuclei will be mutated in a short period of time... This process will of course cause some losses, such as memory loss, but brain death? That is impossible.
As long as a few tissue cells survive, plus a little time to breathe and recover blood, the eldest son can recover in a 100% healthy state.
These are all the first-hand information that he heard from the honest and honest eldest son when communicating with Zhuomu. Hao Ren quite believed it—because he felt that it was difficult for Zhuomu to make such a "competition". something to do...
"Indeed, judging from the information we have about the eldest son, 'brain death' is unlikely, but there are always exceptions, and the body of the eldest son is not invincible," Nolan's holographic image jumped onto the bar, Sitting on the edge of Hao Ren's cup, "Yugudora Hill's brain nuclei differentiated into two consciousnesses due to infection, and the struggle between the two consciousnesses caused the body of Yugudora Hill to show signs of rigidity and decline; the super high dose The neurotoxin and the powerful lullaby program can make Holletta's eldest son fall into a deep sleep, and the neural activity is reduced to almost stop; the direct order from the goddess of creation can take over the thinking function of the eldest son neatly, and if this part of the function goes wrong It will show a state similar to brain death. Many factors can affect the activities of the eldest son, and we must make bold assumptions."
"It's okay to make a bold assumption, but I'm thinking of another thing." Hao Ren glanced at Nolan. "Even if brain death is real—why would the eldest son of this planet behave like this?"
Nolan blinked, but didn't seem to react.
"You saw the attack echelons sent by the survivors' rebels to the surface of the planet, and with their technical strength, they were just so-so to deal with the tentacles of the eldest son, but it's a bit impossible to blow up a mature eldest son's life. Tan."
At this time, Vivian woke up next to him, showing a thoughtful look: "That is to say... you think the eldest son was made demented by something else, and then the survivors in space just happened to pick up the rebels." Only by making a mistake can we fight back and forth with the eldest son like today?"
"This is one of the possibilities. Anyway, no matter what, the half-dead state of the eldest son of this planet is definitely not explained by the survivors in space dropping a few bombs every now and then."
"And there is more," Nangong Sanba also came over at this time, "We all know the recovery ability of the eldest son, as long as there is a little bit of scum, he can be resurrected with full blood in a short time, so even if there is really a powerful guy After cutting off all the brain nuclei of the eldest son of this planet, he should have recovered after so many years—after all, no one on this planet played a 'lullaby' before we came here, and its activities were not inhibited. "
"So there must be something preventing the eldest son's brain nucleus from recovering." Vivian pinched her chin. Hao Ren is usually used to doing this action, but it has become her habit now. "We can only go to the center of the earth." Take a look to figure out what's going on…”
Nangong Wuyue covered her face and slowly coiled her tail: "I think this is more deadly than God..."
Hao Ren rolled her eyes: "I didn't say I'm going now."
Nangong Wuyue's tail almost wrapped herself up: "I don't want to go anytime..."
This coward.
However, given the current situation of his group, Hao Ren really didn't plan to go to the ground to do a brain examination for his eldest son. He doesn't even understand the "rebels" in the sky who are throwing bombs on the ground when they have nothing to do. If he is distracted and starts the second mission line, he will die very rhythmically.
As Lily likes to say: eat rice one bite at a time, ribs at one bite at a time, noodles at one bite at a time, fragrant chicken... Anyway, it's wrong to aim too high.
Hao Ren decided to establish contact with the group of people in the sky first, or at least find some useful information from the other party's information network before considering dealing with the eldest son deep in the ground.
Nolan turned a set of antennas he had just repaired to the sky, and was always monitoring the communication signals that occasionally escaped from the giant space station and the moon. As if nothing.
But short-term monitoring can't get too many clues.
From the signals collected by the antenna, Nolan sorted out a large number of action reports and material transfer lists, about half of which are related to operations on the surface of the planet, and most of the rest are related to industrial production—the departure and recovery of fighter jets , Battle damage and supplementary applications for bombing missions on the surface, production status of factories, mining progress of lunar bases, and some accidents that need to be dealt with. Daily reports like this accounted for 80% of the total information. In addition, of course, some not-so-official contact signals have also been collected, which should be communications of personal opinions within the rebel army, but the amount of information on this part is pitifully small.
The signal strength and transmission priority of personal communication must be the lowest. They are covered and overwhelmed by the massive signals from the giant space station and the moon base. Nolan's antenna is not working very well, so what can be captured is almost impossible. piece together a complete profile.
However, from these communications, Hao Ren still draws two preliminary conclusions:
First, there is a very busy society of survivors on the giant space stations and lunar bases - although they were kicked out of their planets, they still developed a strong presence in space and on natural satellites, maybe not as good as the firstborn Powerful, but the situation of these rebels is by no means hopeless.
Second, the actions of the Survivors' Rebels are highly logical, and there is no obvious tendency to crazy violence or blind destruction. They should be accessible.
In the evening of the second day, Nolan once again observed the formation of bombers from the Rebel Army appearing in the sky.
It was a larger bombing formation than last time—twelve fighter planes flew from the southeast and struck the tentacles on the edge of the forest more violently. Just like last time, the bombing process was efficient, precise, and fearless. And this time the battle damage ratio looks much better. Probably because the damage caused by the last bombing hadn't healed yet, the eldest son's tentacles seemed powerless in the counterattack. Only half of the twelve fighters were damaged, and the remaining six withdrew from the battlefield with many scars.
Compared with the two-thirds loss rate last time, this time it is indeed an ideal result.
The tentacle on the edge of the forest suffered a second attack before it fully recovered, and it was finally severely injured. Nolan detected that the physiological activity of the tentacle continued to decline after the bombing ended, and a large number of nerve structures located underground were also disconnected. Lost connection to it: the tentacle has been destroyed.
But new tentacles will soon grow, growing from the roots of the destroyed tentacles, and using the blasted wreckage as nourishment, its growth will be extremely fast.
"This is a war that has lost its meaning," Vivienne couldn't help sighing as the six surviving fighters disappeared from the monitor screen, "The eldest son of this planet is brain-dead and lives in the sky Those people will neither be threatened by the eldest son, nor can they really eliminate the latter. They are just filling in life and resources wave after wave... like crabs charging towards the endless ocean over and over again. Is it really so important to regain the home planet?"
In this regard, Hao Ren could only shake his head: "Perhaps it is very important to them."