When Chen Feng just arrived at the mobile scientific research space station in Area 7, the energy of the Folding Shadow Armor was just exhausted.

Ou Qinglan was standing in the hall behind the entrance with a sad face.

Although she is the dean of the Academy of Sciences, biomedicine is not her best specialty, and she can't help much here.

The medical staff and biological scientists in the treatment room are busy.

The facilities and equipment and related technical personnel in the mobile scientific research space station are very complete.

The medical center, biological center and genetic research institutions under the Academy of Sciences have all sent top professionals.

At the same time, the space station and the Mercury polyhedron giant ship also maintain high-intensity quantum network communication.

With multiple means of protection, the medical capacity of the space station is not inferior to that of the Mercury giant ship.

Chen Feng did not exchange any more pleasantries with Ou Qinglan. He opened the Folding Shadow Armor and jumped out, heading straight to the treatment room.

Someone else went to take out the box containing Linbu's head, but Chen Feng ignored it for the time being.

Nearly 300 seconds had passed since Fredes was injected with life-support agent, and Chen Feng did not have much time left.

In the treatment room, Fredes was lying on his back on the treatment chair, dying.

Countless nano-scale microbial material tubes spread out from under the treatment chair, drilling into the pores, piercing Fredes' skin, and replacing the functions of his blood vessels and lymphatic vessels.

There was another fiber bundle that looked very similar to the core material of the prism's brain that pierced Fredes's neck and went straight to his brain.

Xiaofu had several silver threads hanging from his head, his face was covered with patches of black spots, his cheekbones were protruding, his skin was dark and dull, and

he looked very skinny, like a dehydrated quilt.

If Chen Feng hadn't known that he was a few years younger than himself, at first glance, he would have taken him for a three-hundred-year-old dying old man.

The medical staff briefly told Chen Feng about Xiaofu's condition.

Twenty-seven seconds ago, Xiaofu was still conscious, and could even open his eyes and blink, but now he had fallen into a deep coma.

His heartbeat has completely stopped, and his internal circulation has completely collapsed.

The mitochondria in his cells have collapsed on a large scale and no longer produce adenosine triphosphate.

At this time, the energy supply for Xiaofu's cells has long been replaced by biological material tubes.

If Xiaofu's brain can still be maintained, the bionic technology micro-robots can replace the functions of mobile cells such as red blood cells and white blood cells, and continuously provide synthetic nutrients, so that his consciousness can be maintained as much as possible.

But the problem is that Xiaofu's brain genes are also collapsing rapidly, and neurons are disintegrating one after another. Even if there is a life-sustaining agent that is barely hanging on to his life, it is too late to save his life.

"Now, in addition to the life-supporting network system, Dr. Fredes also has as many as 5 billion ultra-nano-precision robots in his body. We have built a complete bionic circulation system in the doctor's body, but all our means cannot reverse the process of his life heading towards the end."

Chen Feng only considered for 0.1 seconds and stretched out his right hand, "Extract serum from my body and inject it into him. I also have the same recovery factor as Linbu in my body, let's try it."

In fact, Fredes already has a recovery factor in his body. Chen Feng injected him before. This is the core reason why Xiaofu can absorb the Glas people.

Now Chen Feng is just trying his best to save the situation.

Let's give it a try, it's better than doing nothing.

The researchers acted quickly. After just over thirty seconds, Chen Feng's serum containing a large amount of recovery factors began to flow into Xiaofu's body through the bionic pipes.

Xiaofu reacted quickly. After only five seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes.

His cloudy eyes looked around aimlessly at first, then he noticed Chen Feng and quickly focused.

The eyeballs that were like polluted water in the previous moment quickly became bright and energetic.

Fredes did not open his mouth, but a voice came from Chen Feng's personal assistance system.

"Brother, you're back?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Yeah."

While speaking, Chen Feng glanced at the detector next to him from the corner of his eye.

After receiving the new recovery factor reinforcement, the speed of Fredes' neuron collapse slowed down a little, but it did not stop completely.

The attempt had a certain effect, but it could only make Xiaofu hold on a little longer.

Chen Feng's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something like "Xiaofu, don't die, you haven't finished your work yet."

But when the words came to his throat, he felt that it was meaningless to say anything. Birth, aging, illness and death are both destiny and the law of the universe. After

a hundred years of dependence on each other, there will always be a separation. Xiaofu, as a person who was destined to die a hundred years ago, has nothing to complain about for living another hundred years.

But during this hundred years, Xiaofu has been busy and working all the time, and has never had a moment of rest. It is not an exaggeration to say that he bowed his head and worked hard until his death.

Perhaps in the eyes of many hedonists in the 21st century, living like Xiaofu may not be considered as real living. It can only be said that one knows the warmth and coldness of drinking water.

Xiaofu's extra hundred years of life is both a blessing and a misfortune.

Chen Feng was really mixed with emotions and didn't know how to make a conclusion.

When Chen Feng was silent, Xiaofu spoke first.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I have to break my promise and go first."

His expression did not change from beginning to end, but his tone revealed a lingering sense of loss and regret.

Chen Feng shook his head, "You didn't do anything wrong, no need to apologize."

"Brother, don't comfort me. I know the work is not yet completed. I will die with regrets like Sergei."

Chen Feng sat down next to him, with the blood pump still connected to his wrists.

The blood was being sucked out of his veins quickly, and the serum meter next to him was quickly separating the serum and injecting it into Fredes' body.

"It's okay, that's enough, you've done enough. Death is not scary, everyone will die, countless people sacrifice in every war, you don't need to be full of regrets when you die."

Chen Feng forced comfort.

Fredes' head suddenly shook, as if he was shaking his head. "I understand the truth, but I can't do it. Brother, my past life, the life before that, and every life of mine, I spent in infinite admiration for you. When I had not yet mastered the language and my cognition of everything was in chaos, there was only one thought in my mind, to continue the unfinished business you left for Sergey."

"Compared to the countless Sergeys in the past, I am so lucky. I have obtained a life that has never been seen before and will never be replicated. I can even travel the universe with you and fight for a common great cause together. In these hundred years, every day I have been doing my best to fulfill the promise between myself and Sergey."

"Brother, you definitely don't know that I'm actually secretly happy every day. I'm secretly happy that I can fight for the greatest cause in human history. I'm not fighting as a clone of Sergei, but as Fredes, the assistant of the sage. I don't care what others say, but I know that in your heart, I have completely stepped out of Sergei's shadow and lived a life that belongs to Fredes, right?"

Xiaofu's face finally showed an expression.

The corners of his mouth slightly curved, revealing a faint shy smile. Chen

Feng nodded, "Yes, you are you, and Sergei is Sergei."

Xiaofu hummed, "Then I have no regrets. I believe that in the unknown future, when humans can really fly freely in the universe and become an eternal civilization, someone will definitely remember that in this era, there was a man named Fredes Sherge who once fought with the sage Chen Feng."

Chen Feng: "I will write these things down."

"Yeah. Brother, goodbye..."

Fredes closed his eyes again.

The surface of his skin began to ooze out a gel like oil. This is the "corpse" of the Glas people. After

a hundred years of fusion, the Glas people, whose consciousness had long been swallowed and occupied by Fredes, were finally able to die a worthy death.

In the surveillance, the mist representing Fredes' consciousness flickered like a heartbeat.

Every time it flickered, it would become a little dimmer.

A large amount of quantum information flow was overflowing from the room.

It was not a problem with the equipment, but Xiaofu's brain was the source of this information.

Ou Qinglan stood behind Chen Feng silently, "My condolences."

"Yeah."

"Are you sad?"

Chen Feng did not answer her, but stared at Fredes with empty eyes, as if he was wandering in the sky.

Sad?

A little bit, but Chen Feng was already accustomed to the feeling of constantly losing this and that.

As a savior who has been defeated eight times, Chen Feng has experienced too many "losses".

His tolerance for pain is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Ou Qinglan thought he was overly sad, but he didn't know that the more critical the moment, the more active his mind became.

At this moment, Chen Feng was desperately trying to find a solution.

He said to himself blindly and confidently that since he could save Xiaofu the first time a hundred years ago, he could save him the second time now.

As long as I want to do something, as long as there is a one in a billion chance of this happening, I must do it.

As long as Xiaofu himself does not really want to die, Chen Feng does not want him to die.

You haven't finished your work!

Don't even think about dying!

Xiaofu can no longer transmit any information to the outside world, and the quantum storm that makes up his thinking is swaying like a candle in the wind.

The medical staff member next to him wiped away his tears and said to Chen Feng: "My lord, Dr. Fredes's consciousness..."

"What's wrong?"

"He is fighting against the force of the expansion of the universe. He...he actually doesn't want to die. His will to live is very strong."

Chen Feng: "I know, I know everything."

He was talking, but his mind was racking his brains, thinking of a solution from heaven to earth.

An extremely huge amount of information was rolling in his mind like boiling water, and he extracted each stream of information bit by bit.

The Glas people.

Quantum life.

Medium layer network.

Sergei's obsession.

Fredes, who cannot speak because of a congenital genetic defect and lacks a central part of his language.

"Song of the World".

Blank.

The deep neural connection cluster tube inserted from Fredes's back neck.

"Play "Song of the Other World" directly in Fredes' brain! Perform deep memory reading at the same time!"

Chen Feng gave the order abruptly.