"Why did his experiment be ahead of time?"

Ye Zhou stopped the security personnel who wanted to take Huo Bo away and asked suspiciously.

"There is no reason. The experimental schedule is not fixed and can be changed at any time. Is this something you should care about? Your experiment will be arranged the day after tomorrow, just take care of your own affairs!"

"Even if the schedule changes, there must be a reason. Does he have no right to know why? The experiment is risky. If he does not inform the risk, he can refuse!"

"Put your arrogance! There are only rules here!"

An impatient look appeared on the Security Guard's face. Ye Zhou looked at Huo Bo on the side, but he didn't care at all.

"It's okay, let's do it now. You can get the money early if you go early..."

Hearing this, Ye Zhou was a little dazed.

That's right, for him, the meaning of participating in the experiment is just for money. So earlier or later, what's the difference?

I shouldn't stop him--but the effect of the "decision maker" talent clearly told myself that the man in front of me was definitely not an ordinary passerby in this imitation.

He should be alive.

Ye Zhou hesitated and stepped aside, watching the security guard take Huo Bo away. He didn't know what kind of changes this experiment would bring to the simulation, but since the plot simulation is not over yet, it should prove that he has not made a serious mistake.

Just as he wanted to go back to his tent to record this clue, the scene in front of him suddenly changed quickly. When the picture stabilized again, he found that he was already in a clean ward.

The timeline skipped two days and had already entered the interior of the medical center and was about to start the first experiment.

The physical examination had not started yet. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Zhou found the micro camera in his body clothing and carefully implanted it above his collarbone. The spacious hospital suit just exposed the camera's vision. After that, Ye Zhou could obtain all the information he needed as long as he completed the experiment step by step.

"No. 47, Ye!"

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open. When Ye Zhou heard his name, he quickly formed the unnecessary camera left behind and rushed into the toilet. Then he walked to the ward and replied in disguise:

"What's wrong here?"

The nurse at the door looked gentle and had a professional smile on her face, which was completely different from what Ye Zhou thought.

He thought that the staff here should be cold and indifferent.

"Mr. Ye, your experiment is ready. Can you start now?"

Ye Zhou was stunned. The strong contrast and expected gap even made him a little at a loss. After pausing for a few seconds, he answered:

"It's OK to start...is this experiment...safe?"

He tried his best to pretend to be hesitant and fearful. After seeing this, the other party walked up to him and gently grabbed his hand and said:

"Don't worry, our experiment is very safe. Didn't you see it too? Those who have had very weak bodies in the experiment were all people who were very weak. They shouldn't have participated in the experiment, but they just lied to report their physical condition and would cause danger..."

The nurse said everything perfectly. When Ye Zhou heard her admit that there was an accident in the experiment, he almost thought he had completed the task, but with a word "little reporting on his physical condition", he immediately pushed the blame completely.

"Okay..... Then is this experiment illegal? I mean, the official will not cause trouble for me, right?"

"I heard that medical trials go through many steps. If they are not compliant, the experimenter will be punished, right?"

"Don't worry, no one will cause trouble for you."

The nurse's attitude was still gentle, and she didn't seem to be willing to say too much, which was probably their standard process.

The more you say, the more flaws you will have. It is better to just use the simplest answer to just pass it over.

It seems that no breakthrough can be opened from her. What can really play a decisive role must be used to capture evidence of the so-called experimental process using video.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhou no longer made useless efforts. He didn't know what kind of evidence he needed to advance the simulation, but he had sufficient trial and error opportunities to try the boundaries of the plot.

After following the nurse out of the ward, Ye Zhou saw a corridor that could almost be described as spotless. Promotional videos about immune reconstruction technology were played on the screens on both sides of the corridor. A young and beautiful nurse was walking in the corridor, holding a personal terminal full of technology in her hands. Occasionally passing by the opened ward, you could see doctors communicating enthusiastically with "patients" or "experiments".

Ye Zhou finally knew why the people in the experimental hall outside were reluctant to leave.

Of course, the threat of violence is one reason, but this dreamlike environment is the real source of their real stay.

The strong contrast made Ye Zhou a little doubt whether they were really doing the right thing, and whether they just didn’t do some details well?

The nurse took him to a laboratory. The operating table here was not as cold and mechanical as Ye Zhou had ever seen. Instead, it was wrapped in light-colored leather. After lying on it, the carefully designed ergonomic structure immediately adjusted to the most comfortable position for him.

"The experiment is about to begin. We need to anesthetize you first. Are you ready?"

While speaking, the nurse thoughtfully sent him a hot towel to wipe his face, and gently massaged him for more than ten seconds. His skillful techniques allowed Ye Zhou to quickly relax.

After breathing a long sigh, he spoke:

"I'm ready."

After getting his answer, the nurse tied a restraint belt for him, and the anesthesiologist who had been waiting for him to come over and said kindly:

"I will perform anesthesia later. Please count down 10 numbers after you start inhaling, okay?"

Ye Zhou nodded gently, the anesthesiologist put a mask on him, and Ye Zhou silently counted down in his heart.

He thought that in the simulator, he would witness the entire process of the surgical experiment in other ways, but in fact, when he counted down to "5", he had lost consciousness.

This is a real anesthesia experience. When he woke up again, he found that he had appeared in the laboratory hall.

And his gaze was red.

This is a sign of a dic explosive start.

He didn't know the time, but judging from the progress of his condition, it had been at least more than a week since he entered the laboratory.

And this week, he has never woken up even once!

The so-called medical staff took the most extreme method to conduct the experiment, and after confirming that he had rejected and was powerless, they decisively abandoned him.

Ye Zhou struggled to get up from the ground and touched the miniature camera under the skin of the collarbone with his hand. Fortunately, the extremely tiny bulge was still there.

Just find an opportunity to export the video and then send it to the outside world, then your own task will be completed.

But the question is, how long can I last for myself when the dic breaks out?

The countdown to death has begun.

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