"You're too pessimistic!" The man was a little annoyed and explained again: "You know, there's nothing wrong with the technology itself, it's humans who are wrong! We just want to develop this technology and give humans one more skill!"
"What kind of technology requires implanting a control chip in the human brain?" Turbine stood up suddenly and said in rejection, "Have you ever thought about the world after humans are controlled by chips? As human beings, if we don't even have the basic ability to control our bodies, are we still complete people?"
"How come they are not complete people?" The man was also angry: "I've already said that this technology is to make soldiers more obedient to orders and improve the efficiency and accuracy of issuing instructions. This will be an unprecedented enhancement to the overall military management capabilities of the Federation planet!"
"Okay, let me ask you," Turbine looked at him steadily, "How can you guarantee that this technology won't be used by someone with ulterior motives and promoted to ordinary people?"
The man was speechless and said, "Do you know how much it costs to implement this technology? Even if the entire federal empire's financial resources were used, it would be difficult to promote this technology to all soldiers. What are you talking about ordinary people?"
This was the first time that Turbine felt that he was so difficult to communicate with. She took a deep breath and said, "What I mean is, if this technology is used by malicious businessmen, or by people from other planets, or even by criminals from our planet, to control the brains of dukes and admirals, do you know how serious the consequences will be?"
The irritation on the man's face became more and more obvious: "Why do you always like to think about things so pessimistically? Is that something we need to take care of? People should take on as much responsibility as they have the ability to do! The higher-ups will take care of their own affairs. We are engaged in academic and experimental research. Isn't it enough for us to just do our own experimental work quietly?! This matter is obviously very simple, why do you make it so complicated?!"
The man was so excited that he couldn't control himself and pushed Turbine hard onto the sofa, with an irritable and fierce expression on his face.
For a moment, Turbine even felt that the person in front of him was completely unrecognizable and was no longer the elegant man he had been before.
After the operation, the man seemed stunned and looked at his hands in disbelief.
The room fell silent.
The man slumped down beside the coffee table in frustration. "I'm sorry... I don't know what I'm doing."
The scene is set in a dim living room.
A thick fog rose up and the illusion changed again.
Turbine had his head shaved and was tied to an operating table.
She struggled violently, her face full of despair and madness.
"Let me go! Let me go! I don't want to participate in the experiment! You can't do this! This is against the law!"
The doctor in a white coat was wrapped tightly, his eyes full of indifference: "Your husband has signed the contract, it's legal, please don't move."
A guilty look flashed across the face of the man in a white coat and mask next to him.
The nurse next to her forced a plastic mask onto her face.
She inhaled the atomized anesthetic.
After a moment, Turbo stared at her husband next to her and closed her eyes in despair.
On the operating table, her brain was opened and a chip was implanted.
Next to it are various instruments for recording data.
As the operation progressed, the man kept recording data and observing the condition of the turbine.
Suddenly, all the green data on the machine turned red and the alarm made a sharp buzzing sound.
"Not good! Her data is unstable!"
"Quick! Increase the anesthesia dose!"
"But Director Zhang, excessive anesthesia will affect her brain..."
"This is impossible! This is impossible! Her gene sequence is being rewritten! Her mental power level has increased from C to B. What kind of monster is this?"
"Kill her!"
The man pointed the scalpel at her heart and stabbed it.
With a "puff", the sharp knife pierced the heart.
Turbine snapped her eyes open and met her husband's fierce and fearful gaze.
The man looked at her in horror, fearing that she would suddenly attack him, and while the anesthetic effect had not worn off in her body, he stabbed her several more times.
With a series of "puff" sounds, the sharp knife pierced her heart again and again.
Turbine's eyes widened, veins popped out on his forehead due to pain, and his whole body was covered in sweat.
The man became even more flustered when he saw that she had not yet lost consciousness.
The gene sequence is constantly reorganizing, and the combat value of the turbine is constantly rising.
The man finally couldn't help but tremble with fear, sweating all over.
The surrounding instruments suddenly exploded one after another and the circuits short-circuited.
The man shuddered with fear, and his survival instinct suddenly burst out, making him feel fierce for no reason.
Turbine's hands suddenly grabbed the bed rail beside him.
The man clenched the scalpel in his hand in horror and stabbed it into her brain.
"Ah!!" Turbine screamed.
Seeing that it was effective, the man smiled grimly, wiped the blood from his right hand, gripped the scalpel tighter, and was about to make a few more cuts.
Turbine suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's neck.
The doctors and nurses around were so scared that they turned around and ran away.
Turbine expressionlessly pulled out the tubes on his body with his other hand, and in front of the man's horrified eyes, he pulled out the scalpel from his head.
The man's face turned red from being pinched and he kept struggling.
Turbo stared at him viciously, "Which operating room are my parents in?"
"He...they..." The man's face looked even more guilty.
Turbine blinked, grabbed his neck, and pushed him against the wall. With his other hand, he held the scalpel and stabbed it into his body fiercely: "Tell me! Where are they? Which experimental hospital did you sell them to?!"
The man's face was distorted with pain, and his neck was strangled, so he couldn't even scream.
His hands and feet couldn't help but twitch as he tried to struggle and escape.
Turbine was still not satisfied, so he stabbed him a few more times: "Speak! Speak!"
The man saw her expression and knew that she would not survive today. He suddenly laughed grimly: "They...died on the operating table...because of your foolish trust in me!"
"You deserve to die!" Turbo went completely crazy, attacking the man madly.
The man's body gradually became bloody and even some small pieces of flesh were brought out during the thrusting.
He had no vital signs long ago, only his body was twitching mechanically.
Someone soon came outside with security guards.
Turbine pushed open the door of the operating room and walked out slowly.
The man outside held his gun in fear and pointed it in the direction of Turbine: "Don't move! Get down!"
Turbine ignored them and continued to move forward mechanically.
"I told you not to move! Don't move any closer! Didn't you hear me?"
With a few "bang" sounds, Turbine was hit by bullets from the machine gun.
She looked expressionlessly at the medical staff and researchers hiding behind the security guards.
Many of the people here are her former colleagues...
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