Chapter 455, Victor, another Victor, so many Victors

Chapter 455, Victor, another Victor, so many Victors

"Six days left in a year?"

"Six days left in a year?"

"Six days left in a year!"

This sentence seemed to have become a nightmare, and began to replay in the mind of this young rat man. What else, what else, how many days left in a year, six days left, a year.

Suddenly, he felt an indescribable panic.

Like waking up suddenly after drowning.

Covering his head, this young and wealthy guy began to struggle painfully, rolling down from the luxurious and soft chair. The secretary on the side wanted to come over to help him, but strangely, she grabbed nothing.

Everything is fading, just because of the clarity of a question.

Six days left in a year.

Six days left until the end of this year.

Another year has passed.

Everything around him is fading, a prisoner recalled his memory, so naturally, this illusory space began to collapse.

In the observation room, peeping at the laboratory in front of them through the one-way glass wall, nothing has changed. Experiment No. 2 is still lying obediently on the chair, but the piercing alarm has already sounded.

On the wall of the laboratory, on the large screen that provided them with a peek at everything, everything gradually dimmed, leaving only the young rat man, the tired young man, who raised his head in the dark, as if he was peeping at something, and as if he was looking at some guys.

He said tiredly but gnashing his teeth.

"Another year has passed!"

The image went out because the experiment had taken off the helmet on his head.

He should not remember his memories of the past two hundred years. His life has been frozen on that day two hundred years ago. This is the price of immortality. The rat engineers have deleted his memory. Every year in the past two hundred years has been deleted. He should not remember anything.

But look at his current appearance, tired, vicissitudes, gritting teeth, not like a young rat man, but like a madman whose spirit is about to reach the limit.

The rat engineer who was observing all this, he looked at the abnormal behavior of Experiment No. 2, made a decision, and waved his arms.

"Control him, give him a mental sedative, quickly!"

This is a very precious experiment, the experiment that has experienced the second most reincarnations in the hands of the rat engineer, and an important material for the longevity plan. He cannot have any problems.

Before the assistants of the rat engineer took action, this vicissitudes and tired rat youth stood up from the experimental bed, and his walking was not smooth, staggering.

There was no problem with his body. The rat engineers used technology rigorously, and the mature biological memory and restoration technology to freeze his body forever at the moment two hundred years ago, without muscle atrophy due to long-term lying.

In fact, this Experiment No. 2 is almost the same as it was two hundred years ago. The only difference is that from a physical point of view, including the brain.

This shouldn't be the case. This situation is hard to understand. Biology, biology, biology is just a mass of meat piled up by cells from a microscopic structure. Memory is stored in billions of synapses. Personality comes from hormones and external influences. Talent is the result of small differences in the birth process.

The rats should have been able to stop individual individuals from dying naturally. Telomere wear has long been conquered by them. Biotechnology has been the absolute mainstream of the Rat Empire in the past three hundred years. In the headquarters of the Rat Royal Engineers Association, there is a biological exhibition that records a rat from genes to each cell slice to the final macroscopic combination. Such an exhibition was completed a hundred years ago.

The rats themselves should have no secrets from the rats.

But why, why, their attempts at immortality are always so difficult.

One after another, even if the body has not aged at all, the memory has not changed at all, the brain is still so young, and the disease is far away from them, they will always die at some sudden moment.

And they will talk nonsense crazily before they die.

The rat engineers never figured out why this was happening, but now, maybe there will be a way for them to understand why their attempts always fail.

The second subject of the immortality plan is very special. He seems to have recalled all his experiences in the past two hundred years.

Staggering, step by step, until he hit the silver wall hard.

His expression was extremely ferocious.

"Victor, Victor! I know you are looking at me, get out, get out! I want to see you! I'm going to die! I want to see you!"

He seemed to know something. He seemed to know that the rat engineers were looking at him from behind this wall, shouting and calling Victor's name with ferocious faces. This made the rat engineer hesitate.

At this time, a team of guards arrived. They broke into the laboratory and grabbed the young rat guy.

With a very skillful movement, the mouth of the No. 2 experiment subject was opened. There were many white pills in their hands, and they were about to pour them into the mouth of the No. 2 experiment subject, which caused a struggle. The No. 2 experiment subject kept struggling, kept struggling, and shouted Victor's name loudly.

The ratman engineer in a white coat made a choice, and he stopped the guards through the microphone.

Beside him, the ratman assistants witnessed the ratman engineer's decision, but did not stop him, but cast a strange look at him.

The rude ratman guards left, and soon after, the ratman engineer entered the laboratory. When he entered the laboratory, the No. 2 experiment subject was also looking at him.

Suddenly, he gave an inexplicable word.

"You bastard has become a young boy this time!"

Such a simple sentence directly made the ratman engineer frown, without further investigation. During the entire research process, there are often experimental subjects talking nonsense.

Experienced ratman engineers will not explore the words of these experimental subjects too much.

There was just one thing he couldn't figure out, that was the No. 2 experiment in front of him. Why did he know his name? He clearly remembered that he had never come into contact with this guy.

This shouldn't be the case. He was sure that he had never come into contact with the No. 2 experiment.

This vicissitudes of life, tired and young rat man, he helped himself to climb up little by little from the ground.

Victor looked at his crazy look and asked with a frown.

"How did you know my name? How did you know the name Victor?"

This sentence made the guy in front of him start laughing crazily.

"How did I know your name?"

"You are more pitiful than I thought, you bastard, but I am going to be liberated, I am going to be liberated!"

"You bastards have locked me up for two hundred years, and I am finally going to be liberated!"

"Who else will tell me your name! Victor, Victor, who else will tell me your name! Victor, brown-haired, great pioneer!"

"It's you! You told me your name!"

Laughing wildly, tears flowed out, wetting the hair on his face, laughing so hard that his mouth couldn't close, laughing so hard that his mouth couldn't close.

"I am already liberated! You poor bastard! You poor bastard!"

Amid the crazy words, the guards rushed in from outside the laboratory again. They strode forward and even bumped into Victor, causing his body to tilt.

Experimental subject No. 2 was once again lifted up, and a large number of white pills were forcibly pried open and stuffed into his mouth. Soon, another memory recovery was about to begin.

This has happened more than once in the past two hundred years. The poor guy was struggling constantly, roaring angrily at first.

"I won't, I will never go back, you damn things, I will never be manipulated by you again!"

But it is obvious that whether he will be manipulated or not is not up to him.

The problem facing the rat engineers now is that they have clearly removed the memory again and again, and everything is perfect, but these rats whose memories have been restored will still remember something at some point.

This should not happen. After all, their brains, the billions of synapses have been restored one by one, and it is impossible to retain the memory even if they want to.

But such things always happen.

This guy who is about to be restored again, the second experiment, suddenly remembered something while struggling and roaring, and he was no longer afraid and furious, but laughed wildly.

"You can't restrain me anymore, I'm dying! I'm dying! I'm finally dying!"

Who would have known that he was a young ratman businessman an hour ago, but he turned into such a madman an hour later.

His principles and experience were telling him one thing, repeatedly telling him one thing, that is, don't listen, don't listen to the words of these experimental subjects.

But why, why did he know his name?

Victor found it difficult to think about this question, covering his head. Soon after, more people entered the laboratory, accompanied by the panic shouting.

Experimental subject No. 2 died, yes, he died just like that, no longer responding to the outside world, and the brain no longer produced the slightest fluctuation.

Strictly and accurately speaking, Experiment No. 2 was not actually dead. In the concept of biology, because every part of his body and every cell were still alive, including the already silent brain, every neuron in it was alive, but he was still dead and would no longer respond to the outside world. He was already silent.

The No. 2 experiment died, and Victor lost the research material. Later, the Royal Engineers Association should punish him. After all, the No. 2 experiment was a very precious material, but now, this material died in his hands.

He felt a little confused, so what should he do now?

Experience and skills told him that the most important thing to do now was to write a report quickly and clear himself from the matter in the report.

But for some reason, he suddenly lost his energy and was extremely confused.

What Victor didn't notice was that in the observation room, the eyes of his rat assistants and his rat garrisons had become more and more a little strange.

The sight of him was getting more and more dangerous, but he didn't notice it. He just sat blankly at the long table, staring at the empty laboratory in front of him, with the experimental reports on the table piled up in a mess.

In recent years, the hot topic in the Rat Empire is not only the immortality plan, but also another technology has been proposed, a technology that can also be epoch-making and change everything.

Artificial intelligence technology.

The prospect of this technology is unquestionable, it can almost change everything, and the Rat Empire needs this technology.

It's just that this artificial intelligence technology was only popular in the Rat Empire for a very short period of time and then there was no sound.

It is inseparable from the misbehavior of the rat engineers. These guys always come up with some strange solutions to some technologies.

Artificial intelligence is not a completely safe technology. It can change everything and destroy everything.

The rat engineers did not care about the dangers and ran wildly on the narrow branch of this line based on their own technology and understanding.

Victor finally overcame his fatigue. He was a professional rat engineer, a rat engineer who would become a great pioneer. He would not be completely depressed because of such a sudden confusion.

But damn, he still had to write a report to fool the bastards of the Royal Rat Engineers Association.

He was going to start his experiment again. He would never give up until the result was truly born.

He became excited again. This guy, just when he was about to do something, a rat assistant came behind him, without much nonsense, and a stick fell down fiercely.

In an instant, the excited Victor was silent and collapsed on the table with his eyes rolled up.

A rat assistant came over with a heavy notebook and opened the cover. Victor's name was densely recorded on this heavy booklet.

He put a check mark after another Victor's name, the number was (31124), and closed the thick notebook. On the cover of the notebook, a big "1" was printed on it.