Abnormal Doomsday Records

Chapter 120 53. Oh my gosh! Ajie can talk!

No one else knew what Weng Meiyu and Qiao Ya discussed. The next day, Weng Meiyu disappeared without a trace.

Zhou Ke did not ask Qiao Ya about her plan, but just asked Qiao Shan to send her and Mu Fang back to the Consortium Academy to continue her studies.

To be honest, the exciting and dangerous situation last night scared Mu Fang.

Although she was brave, she was born in the city-state after all, and had never really seen how the mob acted. The scene of "burying the female swindler alive" almost scared her to death. Later, she saw the surface governor coming late at night, and then she realized that she was involved in a very terrible thing.

Therefore, in the second half of last night, Mu Fang kept hiding herself in the quilt, covering her head and pretending to be resting. She did not participate in the conversation and planning between Qiao Ya and Weng Meiyu at all. She felt that at her level, the less she knew, the better.

Given the current situation, let alone her, even her weird cheap father wouldn't be able to stop her.

Qiao Ya didn't really intend to involve her good friend in her own troubles. After returning to the college, she told Mu Fang not to spread what happened last night, and then went to class as if nothing had happened.

"On your first day at the academy, I foolishly came to protect you when others bullied you."

On the way to the classroom, Mu Fang, holding her textbook, complained to Qiao Ya, who was chewing chocolate beside her, with a look of grief and anger:
"If you had told me earlier that your background was so terrible, who would have dared to cause trouble for you if you had revealed your identity earlier?"

"What is my identity?"

Qiao Ya shook her hair and said helplessly like an ordinary high school student:

"When I first came to the academy, wasn't I just an ordinary transfer student? And a stowaway from the countryside."

"But your grandfather is the helmsman of the Weng Group, your aunt is the Ascendant Knight Commander of the Snake State, your guardian and the surface archon are collaborators, and he has the most insane gang of thugs in the City State District. Even your cousin is a big hit in the eyes of Mr. Acholi."

Mu Fang sighed and said:
"This background is already more prominent than 99% of the students in the consortium academy. I thought I was protecting you, but in fact you don't need protection at all."

"Nonsense. If you hadn't stood up for me, I would have become an emo because of being isolated."

Qiao Ya laughed and stretched out her hand, holding Mu Fang's shoulders, and said:

"Don't underestimate yourself. When I get back my mother's inheritance, I'll make you a senior executive of the group, okay? Or just make you an executive of the board of directors? Anyway, I don't plan to really be in charge."

"Humph, I don't care about this kind of relationship-based thing."

Mu Fang raised her nose and said:
"My dad has arranged everything for me. If I want to enter the arts world in the future, he has connections."

"Whatever you want."

Qiao Ya curled her lips and stuffed a chocolate bean into Mu Fang's mouth.

The two girls walked through the corridor laughing, and then they saw their classmates who were very unfriendly to them pointing and whispering.

The "bodyguard leader" and the "bad girl" Amei behind the two yawned and glared at them. Those guys turned their heads away one after another. One guy even wanted to provoke him. Amei immediately became interested and rolled up her sleeves to go forward to start a fight, but was grabbed by Qiao Ya's wrist.

"Don't bother with them."

Xiaoya said casually:

"These little punks are not worth our time to hate. Hatred is a precious commodity and must be used in the right place, just like precious energy."

"Wow, that was so cool."

Mu Fang complained:
"But you must have learned what Boss Zhou Ke said, right? Although I haven't had much contact with him, I know that this is the tone he speaks."

"How about it?"

Qiao Ya turned around, made a face, and said:
"I've learned well, haven't I? There's still a lot to learn. Let's go to class. The exam is coming up, and I don't want to go home with a bad report card. Even though Zhou Ke says he doesn't care about my grades, believe me, he'll be furious if I fail."

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"What's wrong with you as a doctor! Can't you choose to be a little more patient-friendly?"

Zhou Ke was furious.

Lying on Weng Mingyue's hospital bed with half of his body paralyzed, but with the injection of special enhancers, the pain from his spine and kidneys still made his face distorted and he couldn't help cursing.

Weng Mingyue, who was wearing a mask and operating a precision medical robotic arm, remained calm and answered casually:
"You suddenly came to ask me to speed up the strengthening process. You asked for it! So, save your energy now. I will complete all your second-phase strengthening progress today and start the preliminary preparations for the third phase. Then, according to your request, I will carry out the third-phase strengthening process for you in the next fifteen days.

Fortunately, you have a good foundation and your body is very adaptable, otherwise I would not agree to your request to speed up the treatment process at will."

"I know, I know. You are a fellow with medical ethics."

Zhou Ke complained:

“If it hadn’t happened suddenly, I wouldn’t have made a decision that would put me at risk, but my collaborator only gave me 15 days to arrange my affairs, and I had to shape my personal situation to perfection before the operation began.

By the way, if the inhibition of the brain's psychic organs is lifted in fifteen days, what is the possibility that I can break through to the sublimation state in a short period of time?"

"Infinitely close to zero."

Weng Mingyue, who was working, said in a serious but helpless tone:
"Although the progress of strengthening your body container is perfect, psychic manipulation and learning has always been a complicated process. The purification and transformation of the energy in the body also requires time. How long have you embarked on this path and you are thinking about breaking through the life form? This is no longer the level of thinking about flying when you can't walk.

If I have to describe it, it is like a child who has just learned to walk having to reach the first cosmic speed to leave the earth's surface the moment he jumps.

Theoretically, it is impossible.

It is impossible for you to gather the biological energy required to break through the sublimation state in a short period of time. This is a very realistic problem. Think about it yourself, how strong is the energy required for an ordinary person to be reborn in an instant?

I still suggest you don't take the risk.

This is a careful reminder of the doctor's duty, and there is one more thing."

He manipulated the medical robotic arm to inject the third reinforcement into Zhou Ke's heart, and then instructed:
"After the third phase of strengthening is over, when I release the suppression of your brain's psychic organs, you may be forced to be in a state of 'psychic vision' for a period of time, and your psychic energy will grow rapidly in a short period of time.

This is normal.

But you must control yourself during that time and not get too immersed in the special illusions brought about by psychic power.

I have seen many psychics who have a kind of 'god' illusion after learning to use these supernatural powers. They feel that they are omnipotent, but in fact, the psychic will die quietly after being hit by a bullet. "

"I understand that those who cannot control power will eventually drown in the backlash of power, but I think I can give it a try."

Zhou Ke gave a smile that made the doctor feel uneasy.

But Weng Mingyue could no longer give any more reminders. As a doctor, he had said everything he could. It was up to the patients whether to accept it or not.

"I have some good news for you."

A few minutes later, when the augmentation injection process was over and Zhou Ke was lying on the augmentation table, counting sheep and waiting for the anesthesia to wear off, Weng Mingyue took off the gloves that controlled the medical robotic arm and said to Zhou Ke:
"Ajie's treatment has been effective. I used dangerous mental stimulation therapy on him. It turns out that Ajie is tougher than we thought."

"Oh?"

Zhou Ke became interested and said:

"Does he remember the past now?"

"That's not true."

Weng Mingyue shook her head and said:
"But he has changed. Come with me and I'll let you see it with your own eyes."

"How do you think I can go with you in my current state?"

Zhou Ke stared at his doctor with dead fish eyes and said:
"How about you carry me on your back?"

"I have a medical wheelchair here."

Weng Mingyue called an automatic wheelchair into the reinforcement room, placed Zhou Ke on it, took him out of the room and into the observation room on the other side.

Ajie was among them at this time.

Still eating and drinking heartlessly, he was sitting cross-legged on his dirty bed in a hospital gown, grabbing the hot dogs in front of him with both hands and eating them in two bites, showing his true foodie nature.

These foods were specially prepared by Lao Bai for Ajie. Because of the "comradeship", when Ajie was receiving treatment from Weng Mingyue, Lao Bai was responsible for his daily life. Just in terms of food, Ajie's current life is really not on the same level as the wandering life in the bad land.

“It looks like there is no change from before.”

Zhou Ke, who was sitting in a wheelchair, "appreciated" the way Ajie wolfed down his food. He looked around and then complained:
"He's getting bigger and bigger. This body that can easily win a prize in a bodybuilding competition is really amazing with that silly expression. Speaking of which, I suddenly realized that Ajie's head seems to be pointy as well." "I haven't shown it yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

Weng Mingyue snorted, reached out and knocked on the door of the observation room, coughed, and said:
"Ajie!"

"Ok?"

Ajie, who was eating, suddenly raised his head and looked towards the window. An awkward smile appeared on his silly face with a hot dog in his mouth.

This reaction made Zhou Ke's eyes widen immediately, and he exclaimed:
"Fuck, he can understand what people say now?"

"To be precise, part of the brain tissue is recovering its function, which improves cognitive ability."

Weng Mingyue explained:

“I didn’t have the ability to rebuild his shattered personality, so I changed my treatment approach and tried to restore his most basic cognition in a ruined spiritual world. It turned out that we found the right way.

As you said, although there is no way to turn him back into a human, at least he can leave as a human being."

"You can do it, Mingyue. You are indeed a genius doctor."

Zhou Ke praised generously:
"When I sent Ajie here, I didn't think he could recover to this extent. Now that he can understand human language and at least won't attack anyone who gets close to him, I'm already very satisfied. So, what is the goal of the next stage of treatment?"

"There is no next stage, Zhou Ke."

Weng Mingyue took off her glasses, took out a glasses cloth to wipe them, and said with regret:

"Ajie's treatment here is over. This is all I can do for him at the current level of medical care. He won't be able to recover any more if he stays here. I hate what I'm about to say, but...
I tried my best. ”

"Is that so?"

Zhou Ke, who was in a wheelchair, was a little disappointed, but he believed in Weng Mingyue's medical ethics.

This guy said he tried his best, which means he really tried everything.

He was silent for a moment and winked at Weng Mingyue, who opened the door of the observation room for him. Amid the humming sound of the automatic wheelchair, he and Weng Mingyue walked into Ajie's ward together. When the latter saw Zhou Ke, the clear and stupid smile on his face became even brighter.

When Zhou Ke approached, Ajie, who was sitting cross-legged, reached out and pushed the hot dog on the plate in front of him.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak, but in the end he could only make a vague sound:

"Eat you. Eat. Zhou. Zhou."

"Alright, alright, it's tiring to watch you talking. I can't eat in this state."

Zhou Ke smiled and gave Ajie a smile, who returned a silly smile, then lowered his head and began to eat the plate of hot dogs made by Lao Bai.

"Can't the language ability be restored?"

Zhou Ke asked, and Weng Mingyue shook her head and said:

"I tried to install an auxiliary chip in him, but the lesion in Ajie's brain is very difficult to treat, and any craniotomy may stimulate the lesion area. But considering that Ajie is the result of the research of the Flash Organization on the new biochemical warrior, perhaps they still have the research data.

I mean, if you don’t want to give up, maybe you can try your luck with that.”

"Given our current relationship with the Shunguang Organization, if I dare to bring Ajie with me, I think they will be so happy. This is a buy one get one free deal."

Zhou Ke shook his head and said:
"Forget it. I believe in your skills. You said there's not much you can do. That only proves that this is Ajie's fate. Clean him up. I'll take him back when I leave. How long does he have?"

"Six months."

Weng Mingyue said:

“It’s just an estimate, but Ajie’s current physical condition is already at the final stage of a biochemical warrior. All of his potential is constantly being released, just like a balloon that is constantly being filled with air. The ever-expanding force is the driving force towards doomsday.

Once the last bit of his potential and energy is released, he will quickly collapse like a rotten wood.

This time will be too fast for you to accept.

It would not take more than three days for a person to go from being at the peak of his career to declining and finally dying. In fact, I now strongly suspect that the lesion in Ajie's brain is not a tumor in the conventional sense.

That is most likely the new achievement of the Flash Organization in the field of biochemical warriors!
Just like the psychic organs in the brains of psychics, the changes that occurred in Ajie's brain could perhaps be summarized as the same thing.

That's a new organ!

But we know too little about it now, and Ajie is obviously out of control, which proves that the research of the Flash Organization in this area is not yet complete. They have only come up with this idea, but still do not have a proper idea on how to control the growth of this new organ that can comprehensively enhance the combat effectiveness of biochemical warriors.

From this point, it can be judged that the Flash Organization has never given up the plan of "artificial sublimators" and they are turning from studying psychic energy to more extreme physical breakthroughs.

According to my summary of Ajie's physical data, when his potential is released to its peak, this guy's destructive power will be completely comparable to that of an ascender, but it will only last for a short time. If a large amount of strengthening drugs is used, then this peak period will come earlier, but that also means..."

He didn't say anything else, but Zhou Ke already understood.

He nodded and did not continue the topic. The atmosphere between the three of them was a little dull. After a few minutes, Weng Mingyue said:

"I may have to leave the City-State District in a while. Maybe we can meet in the Bad Land in the future, Zhou Ke."

"what?"

This sudden news made Zhou Ke look at Weng Mingyue in surprise. The latter showed a gentle but determined smile on the face that did not belong to him. He said:

"I talked to my sister on the phone, and she told me about the plan you are promoting. This is a really good thing, and I decided to participate in it and become one of the 'high-quality medical resources' transferred from the City-State to the Badlands.

To be honest, compared to treating these drug addicts and desperate people who cannot go to regular hospitals for check-ups every day in the City-State District, I would feel happy and valuable if I could use my medical skills to do something more meaningful in the Bad Land.

My sister agreed with my decision, and although she was angry, she didn't stop me this time.

She has indeed changed a lot, and I have to thank you, Zhou Ke. I can feel that my sister has adjusted her life plan, and she doesn't seem to intend to continue wasting her remaining youth with little Acholi.

I am really happy to see such progress. After all, I don’t want my sister to have to warm someone else’s bed in exchange for a good life for her and me.

Alas, I am still a very traditional man, which is really a pity in this era. "

"No, this is a good thing. Seeing a soul move towards independence is the best thing I have seen in a while."

Zhou Ke shamelessly accepted Weng Mingyue's thanks. He looked at this rare "good man" in the Evil Land era and said:
"Is there another reason why you must go to the Bad Land? Tell me."

"Ha, I can't hide it from you."

Weng Mingyue did not hide anything. He put on his glasses and said:

“In addition to achieving my goal of studying medicine, I also want to visit the place where Aunt Fen lived.

I know that Slag Town is gone, but at least my aunt's grave is still there, and I have to go and say goodbye to her. The reason why I set my life goal to be a doctor is because when Aunt Fen was drunk before she left, she told me and my sister that we must be useful to the world.

I think what she meant by 'useful' was definitely not staying in the city-state to treat the rich and powerful.

I adore Aunt Fen.
Really, I have always regarded her as a role model in life. Now it is time to follow the power of the role model and do something meaningful. I am not afraid of you laughing at me, but I still have not lost faith in today's human civilization.

If I can make it better, then I will.”

"I can only wish you a safe journey."

Zhou Ke sat in a wheelchair and emphasized to Weng Mingyue:
"But life in the Badlands is not like that in the City-States. To practice medicine there, in addition to the professional tools in your hands, you must also hold the gun in your pocket tightly.

If you encounter trouble, remember to shoot first and ask questions later!

This is my valuable life experience, and now I’m giving it to you.

But the good news is that before you leave, you will most likely be able to see the Weng family's troubles resolved."

"Ok?"

“Well, believe me, your cousin and your sister have colluded with each other and are preparing to solve this matter in their own way. Master Weng wants to get an outstanding heir, and he will see what he wants.

Humph, this old man who plays tricks is the worst. "

(End of this chapter)