Zhang Shuang felt that he must have stolen God's dog in his previous life, so he was played by fate in this life.

His impression of his mother was just a photo and a few words repeated by his father: Your mother is a very good person! Your mother is a very virtuous person.

When Zhang Shuang was 7 years old, when his father went to help relatives build a house, he accidentally slipped and fell from the roof. He was sent to the rural hospital. The doctor said that he could not be cured and had to be sent to a big hospital in the city. However,

, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s cousin Zhang Chenggui dragged his father back from the health center.

Although Zhang Shuang was young at the time, he still remembered several of his uncles muttering in the hall. Later, when Zhang Shuang's uncle came over, he saw his uncle Zhang Chenggui patting his chest and telling his uncle that he would raise him up.

The shrewish cousin sat on the ground and cried loudly, while the cousin's brother stepped forward and grabbed his uncle, quietly handed him a package of things and whispered to him. After that, he never saw his uncle again.

His father, Zhang Chengfu, lay on his bed for three days before dying, without eating a morsel of food or drinking a drop of water. The young Zhang Xiaoqiang once wanted to feed his father saliva, but was slapped to the ground by the aunt next to him. That woman

She even told him viciously that his father was ill and could not eat or drink.

When his father was dying, he held Zhang Shuang's hand and moved his mouth as if he wanted to say something. However, until his death, Zhang Shuang did not hear clearly what his father said.

Zhang Shuang became an orphan and lived in the home of his cousin Zhang Changgui, while his own home became the warehouse of his uncle's family. From then on, Zhang Shuang ate scraps and was beaten and scolded. His cousin was still there.

Everyone in the village said that he was some kind of broom star who could defeat mothers and fathers, and whoever got in touch with him would be unlucky. The villagers were superstitious, so they began to alienate him and would not let the children play with him.

Until Zhang Shuang graduated from junior high school, a contractor from the village took a job and came to the village to recruit people. Zhang Shuang and a few bachelors in the village followed him.

Before leaving, Zhang Shuang glanced at his uncle's house, and there seemed to be fire in his eyes.

Zhang Shuang worked as a migrant worker, learned to cook, swept the road, and delivered express delivery. The hardships he suffered since childhood endowed him with tenacity and hard-working qualities. He was able to work hard even when others looked down upon him, and he saved some savings in the past few years.

Just when he was looking forward to having a career in the future and ruthlessly retaliating against Zhang Chenggui's family, misfortune struck him from the sky. An object fell from a height and hit his cervical spine. The doctor diagnosed him with high paraplegia, which is irreversible.

Zhang Shuang was admitted to the hospital, and the high cost of treatment quickly drained his limited savings. As for compensation, it has been almost four months since the police found the person responsible.

Just when Zhang Shuang was desperate, the hospital director told him that a foreign medical institution was recruiting clinical trial participants for nerve reconstruction surgery. If he agreed, he could receive free treatment from the institution, and there was a high chance that he would recover and be okay.

Receive a substantial amount of compensation.

Zhang Shuang did not hesitate and signed immediately. Soon, he was taken to this overseas medical institution and began to receive treatment.

And today is the day of surgery.

"Mr. Zhang, you seem to be in good condition." Dr. Morris looked at the tablet in his hand.

"Doctor, I'm a little nervous. Will the operation fail?" Zhang Shuang looked a little solemn.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Zhang. You are already in the worst situation now, it won't get worse." Morris shrugged nonchalantly.

"Oh, by the way, I have some bad news for you. Maybe it will make you less afraid." Morris looked at Zhang Shuang meaningfully.

"Your cousin Zhang Chenggui caused an explosion due to illegal manufacturing of explosives. Six members of his family were killed and there were no survivors."

"Are you...are you sure?" Zhang Shuang stuttered because of shock.

Ever since he was sensible, Zhang Shuang had fantasized about how to take revenge on Zhang Chenggui's family countless times, but this sudden news still made him a little at a loss.

Dr. Morris showed the flat-panel monitor in his hand in front of Zhang Shuang's eyes. The photo on the monitor was exactly the place that frightened, hated but was extremely familiar to him, but now it was a tragic scene after the explosion.

Morris patted Zhang Shuang's shoulder, turned around and walked out. Zhang Shuang, whose mind was blank, was left lying alone on the operating table.

Morris entered the monitoring room of the operating room, looked at an assistant who was observing the computer monitor, and asked: "Has the experimental subject's thinking speed slowed down?"

"This is incredible. Without the use of drugs and artificial hypnosis, the subject's thinking speed has dropped to the lowest level! His brain seems to be in a state of stasis!" the assistant shouted loudly.

"Quickly adjust the wavelength of the human-computer interaction device to be synchronized with the brain waves of the test subject, and prepare to connect to the interactive system." Morris's eyes flashed with excitement. This was indeed a good start.

As long as the human-computer interaction system is successfully connected, the interactive device will take over most of the functions of the experimental subject's brain, generate a new functional area in the idle area of ​​the experimental subject's brain according to the pre-programmed program, and activate it. This functional area will have

Preset functions, assisting memory, enhancing perception, introducing skills, forming a digital interface in the visual area, etc. This is the true x-3 chip, a new functional area of ​​the human brain.

Next, this newly generated functional area will activate the brain memory area under the control of the interactive device to read all the memories, emotions, cognitions, and feelings of the experimental subject from the fetus to the present and write them into another blank in chronological order.

The brain of the clone.

Finally, the experimental subject will be reborn in the clone.

At this time, Zhang Shuang seemed to be having a dream, and the past memories in the dream reappeared one by one like a movie.

He saw a woman smiling lovingly at him even though she was dying. Several people wearing masks and green surgical suits were rescuing her. This was his mother. It turned out that he had also seen his mother before.

When I was just born.

He saw his father crying as a baby, a man who had just become a father and lost his wife.

He saw himself growing up day by day, from a baby to a toddler learning to talk. He stumbled and learned to walk, and his father was always by his side.

He saw that after being taken to the hospital by his teacher, he saw his seriously injured father. He was terrified, sad, sad, and scared. While crying, he shook his father's arm and kept asking, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

He saw that when he was trying to give water to his father who was paralyzed in bed, he was slapped to the ground by the vicious woman.

He saw his father trying hard to say this to him before he died. Although the voice was so low that he couldn't hear it, at this time, he saw clearly the shape of his father's mouth. He kept repeating one sentence: Live well and live well.

Show off!

When he saw that he was being abused by his cousin's family, he secretly vowed to take revenge on his cousin's family severely in the future and make them kneel in front of his parents' graves and kowtow to apologize.

When he saw his first salary, he jumped up and down with joy.

He saw that he was injured and unconscious. When he woke up in the hospital and the doctor told him that he was paraplegic, fear and despair gripped him tightly and he burst into tears.

"The memory of the experimental subject is being extracted. Past memories have caused great fluctuations in the subject's mood. Sir, are you injecting sedatives into the experimental subject?" A monitor looked uneasily at the jumping curve.

"No, these emotions are also an important part of the required transfer. We cannot use intervention methods!" Morris said seriously and indifferently.

"Warning! Warning! The clone's brain cells have died in a large area! The clone's brain cells have died in a large area!" A harsh alarm sounded from the speaker.

"How could there be a problem with the clones!? How could this be possible? Check it quickly! What's going on?" Morris yelled anxiously to a group of restless scientific research assistants.

"Dr. Morris, there is a discovery here! In addition to accepting the memory and emotional fluctuations of the experimental subject, the clone has just received countless sensory data, including taste, hearing, touch, vision, etc., of which there are four hundred taste perception information alone.

Thousands of them..." The scientific research assistant monitoring the clones opened the monitoring interface tremblingly.

"The clone is brain dead! The test failed!" A cold electronic voice echoed in the monitoring room.

"How could this happen? Shouldn't this redundant information be cleared first by the human-computer interaction device?" Morris felt like he was going crazy. How could he make such a low-level mistake?

"Mr. Morris, one second before the experiment started, two pieces of code were written into the interactive device. One piece of code hindered the operation of the redundant information removal program and wrote all the information into the clone's brain while simultaneously uploading it to

Headquarters host!" The assistant in charge of program detection looked at the person in charge in horror and continued: "And another code is written directly into x-3. This code is the core operating code of the headquarters host king!"

"King? The artificial intelligence of the headquarters! Does it want to become a human?!" Morris took a breath of air.

"The clone is brain dead. All the memories of the experimental subject have been extracted and cannot be restored. The experimental subject is in a vegetative state. The test failed! The self-destruction program is activated!" A cold and crazy electronic sound filled the entire monitoring room.

"3 seconds left, 3, 2, 1, start!"

The huge explosion came as expected, destroying everything and leaving no chance for the people in the base to pass on the message.

Where am I? Why is it so dark? Did the treatment fail? Could it be that the nerves were not repaired, but my brain was also damaged, and I couldn’t see light, hear sound, smell, or feel temperature?

No! The whole body is gone! What should I do?

Zhang Shuang wants to cry, if he can still cry.

"I want to live! I want to live like a human being!" Zhang Shuang roared silently, and his huge obsession seemed to make him drift upwards. After an unknown period of time, Zhang Shuang felt a light spot above him, and he excitedly

Move up and try to get closer to see better.

Why so slow? Zhang Shuang wanted to go faster, even faster, but the endless darkness almost drove him crazy. Even if the light spot was a man-eating evil ghost, he had to pass by. At this moment, Zhang Shuang finally understood what flying meant.

A moth flies into a flame.

How to be fast? What Zhang Shuang thought of was throwing something away. He really dropped something, and he gave up the information and data. So, he became lighter. The white light began to attract him, getting closer and closer. Absolutely.

Suddenly, Zhang Shuang's eyes lit up and there was color. There was air between his mouth and nose, and there was sound in his ears.

"Lord Baron, wake up!"

Zhang Shuang just wanted to see more clearly and listen more carefully, but countless broken images and disorderly human words overwhelmed his consciousness.
Chapter completed!