bookbashuk Chapter 172
Chapter 172
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Mellon turned his heart sideways and lay on the operating table. It looks like you're going to kill or chop whatever.
That's very wronged.
Jarvis was beside him, picking up a syringe larger than his arm.
In front of Mellon.
A soft spray of anesthetic was squirted.
This scared Mellon even more.
Special!
It's not as simple as being a veterinarian.
The needle is bigger than an arm, and do you have a doctor's license?
Mellon wanted to ask this, but he hesitated for a moment and didn't dare to ask in the end.
As the anesthetic needle is advanced into Mellon's arm.
The anesthetic quickly travels through the body with the bloodstream. Soon, Mellon's mind was dizzy and he was unconscious.
But it's weird.
Although the brain is not sceptical, the body cannot move.
But Mellon could feel his surroundings clearly, and he saw Jarvis pick up a saw and sawed his head open.
Then place in the culture chamber.
He then cut off the head of the medical body and swapped it with his own head.
Crunch, squeak....
Mellon could even hear the sound of the chainsaw rubbing against his cervical vertebrae.
it!
Mellon's eyes widened.
Even though he was now anesthetized, he was still scared.
......
But.
Fortunately, the surgery was very successful.
After about five hours, Mellon woke up leisurely.
It's just that
~ he can't move yet.
His head was still immobilized after a head swap.
The effects of the anesthetic have not yet passed.
About another hour passed.
Mellon finally slowly regained consciousness, first with his hands, then with his feet, and finally with his entire body.
Eyelashes move slightly.
As soon as Mellon opened his eyes, he was hit by a bright light.
The glare is a bit harsh.
His eyes couldn't help but shrink.
Moment.
I felt that my eyes had adjusted to the light, and then I opened them again.
"Who are you?"
Immediately after, a soul torture came, and Mellon subconsciously replied.
"Mellon XII."
"How much is this?" Jarvis held up three fingers and placed them in front of Mellon.
"Three."
"Where's this?" Jarvis withdrew one finger, leaving only two fingers in mid-air.
"Two."
"Where's this?"
"One."
Listening to Mellon's answer, Jarvis couldn't help but smile faintly.
"Congratulations to Mellon XII."
"You're finally alive again." Jarvis smiled.
"Really?"
Mellon was a little incredulous.
Although the operation was only a few hours, it felt as if centuries had passed.
These few hours were the most difficult years for him.
The good thing is....
He finally survived these dark years.
"Yes."
"Mellon." Jarvis replied in the affirmative.
"That's nice."
Mellon's eyes welled up with tears.
Followed by.
So he tried exercising.
It turned out that the body was surprisingly good, he could stand up easily, and he could walk easily.
And....
There is not the slightest feeling of exhaustion.
This is something that the original decaying body dare not think.
Young....
Vitality....
Energetic....
Mellon XII felt like he was alive again.
Although there is still some pain in the head, there is even a feeling of shaking, and the brain is unstable.
But these are minor problems.
Mellon felt that he had survived the darkest moments, so the rest of the days, no matter how bitter they were, were nothing.
Just take good care of your body.
Then it is not a problem for your body to return to its peak.
......
Then.
Jarvis slowly walked over to Mellon, a faint smile on his lips.
"My dear Mellon."
"Now that you have enjoyed the scientific and technological achievements of our foundation, should you also fulfill some obligations?"
Groov!
Mellon's face changed slightly.
I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.
But now, I'm already on the Foundation's thief ship, and it's impossible to get out of the car by myself.
"What should I do for the Foundation?"
Mellon XII thought in his heart that businessmen are all for money, and presumably the Foundation is also here for money.
As for donating some money to the foundation, that's understandable.
However.
He was still too naïve.
Tunnel fire technology is making money day by day, faster than the money printing machine, will it covet his money?
The pattern is smaller.
What the Foundation wants, something that no amount of money can buy.
"No!"
"This is the mission manual."
"You can check it out."
"When the time comes, you can choose the tasks you like to do."
"Still."
"You can rest assured."
"Our foundation will not take advantage of you in vain, as long as you complete the task, then our foundation will still have a reward. And it's a big bonus.
Mellon took the task book with a skeptical look.
When I opened it, I suddenly felt a sense of remorse in my heart.
How did you get on this thief ship?
Where is this serious organization?
Is this clearly a pyramid scheme?
I saw that this is what the Foundation mission manual says.
Mission 1: To
help the Foundation develop and expand its arms business in Bald Eagle.
Completion rewards: member points +1000, 10 bottles of longevity medicine.
Task 2:
The development foundation is offline.
Foundation members can find their own downline. For each downline, you can get a bottle of longevity medicine.
Increase life expectancy by 10 years.
Credits, : +10.
Task 3:
Help the Foundation establish a branch in the Bald Eagle Country and complete the rewards...
Task 4:
....
Look at the dense tasks above.
The Mellon people are numb.
The longest way in the world is the Foundation's routine.
The point is -
Mellon can't do the task if he wants to.
He had just undergone a head replacement operation and needed a bottle of maintenance solution every day, otherwise the junction between his head and neck would rot.
This maintenance liquid is not free.
Instead, it has to be exchanged for Foundation points.
......
This routine is really deep.
You were given a head replacement surgery, and then the maintenance solution was charged.
You'll have to help the Foundation complete its missions and earn points.
Otherwise, you don't have points.
You can't buy maintenance liquid without points.
If you can't buy a maintenance solution, your neck will rot.
And then your little life will just whine.
......
Mellon XII thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a word to describe himself.
Tool man.
Special code~ After I had a head replacement operation, I became a tool of the Foundation.
"...""
..."
Mellon XII and Jarvis stared at each other for two seconds.
In the end~
it was Mellon who made a compromise.
"Old K."
"Don't worry! I'll do what the Foundation does. After all, it was the Foundation that gave me a new lease of life, and I should contribute to the Foundation. "
Uh-huh...
"Little comrade."
"Your consciousness is high."
"If there are a few more members of the Foundation who are so thoughtful, then why won't our Foundation take off?"
Jarvis walked up to Mellon in an old-fashioned manner and tapped her shoulder with his right hand.