Ma Yongzhen felt very wronged. He had just produced some chocolate, but was caught and beaten up for no reason. Not only that, after the beating, the people dragged him all the way out of the room.

"Hey! My chocolate!"

He shouted, turning his head desperately at the place where the chocolate was hidden under the bed, but was ruthlessly dragged away from the room.

After walking through the hospital's multi-layered rooms, there were some strange friends. Ma Yongzhen raised his hand from time to time to greet the guys in the room who were listening to his speech. Unfortunately, he was dragged and really couldn't be said to be decent.

This made Ma Yongzhen very angry, and he was treated unfairly again.

Huh?

Why again?

Ma Yongzhen was a little confused. When was the last time he was treated unfairly? He shook his head, and some broken images flashed through his mind.

It was a surging blue, it was a golden mask, and the eyes floating in the sky. Ma Yongzhen suddenly felt a little scared. He began to struggle hard, and shouted while struggling: "Let me go, let me go, let me go!"

But he was not let go. The people dragged him farther and farther away until they entered a cold room where the people in the room held a needle, shook the bottle, and pushed the equipment. Ma Yongzhen was very scared when the bright white light shone. He stuttered.

"I...I... tell you...a fable."

The people in the room were busy and no one paid attention to him.

Ma Yongzhen said to himself: "Since... there was a hen that laid a golden egg. Every day... he lays a golden egg. His master... because he was not satisfied, so he cut the chicken's belly open and knot... as a result, the chicken... died, and could no longer lay a golden egg."

After the story was told, there was no unexpected applause.

Those people are just busy with their own affairs.

Ma Yongzhen was even more scared. He shouted: "I hid the chocolate under the bed. I only have so much of it a day. You can't be greedy!"

The anesthesiologist looked at him coldly and pierced his spine for a while. Ma Yongzhen suddenly felt his body soft and he was lying heavily on the bed, unable to control his limbs anymore, as if he only had a brain left on his body.

"Oh...Oh mom..."

Ma Yongzhen started to hum.

"Is half anesthesia possible? This kind of surgery is better for general anesthesia." The anesthesiologist asked the attending physician.

"How can I wake up my brain when I fall asleep?" said the attending physician. "Put him the image data of Colin Lansell, which may have some stimulation effects on him."

The nurse next to him opened the projection screen in the ward, found a folder, clicked it and started playing it in the ward.

So, there were enthusiastic music and advertisements in the ward.

"Are you still worried about not being able to find a girlfriend?"

"Are you still upset because your girlfriend has a bad temper?"

"Are you still working hard for your girlfriend to ask too much??"

"bring it on!"

"Come and enjoy Beckrammy's latest masterpiece!"

『Lilith PULS』

"Real person's model, various actions, thousands of romantic and tender."

"First of all, I don't buy coins, I sell B. Secondly, the doll I sell will stop when you shout to stop. To sum up, I think there is still quite a difference between me and this ancient man."

"Hahahaha~ Mr. Lansell is really humorous and funny. So have you considered producing male synths? As far as I know, there is also a great demand for the female group."

"Will you buy my doll? If I produce a male doll."

"I... don't know, this depends on the aesthetics." The host said hesitantly.

"Male dolls don't make money. They can't do creative work and can only execute programs. They don't need to make money, so it's actually hard for me to hit the nail on the head of female users."

"It's not like that, Mr. Lansell, and women don't look at money."

"Then why didn't you interview me ten years ago? As far as I know, there was no difference between me at that time and me now."

The host was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

"With that being said, I will still create male synthetics. The sales volume is different. After all, the slogan of my company has become - more like a human than a real person. In order to achieve this goal, I think I will do my best to abandon narrow gender bias."

"ah!!"

The host was excited: "At this point, I don't know what your slogan means. It looks more like a human being than a real person. At first glance, it seems very ordinary, but when you think about it carefully, the more you become confused."

"This explanation is of course..."

"ah!!!"

"ah!!!"

"ah!!!"

Ma Yongzhen, who was lying on the bed waiting to die, suddenly screaming, scaring several doctors so much that they turned around.

Ma Yongzhen's mouth and nose were bleeding, his eyes were staring at the man wearing a golden mask in the projection, and his mouth kept screaming with unknown meaning.

Accompanied by shouting, various medical devices were clattered by him, and the sound was as amazing as a corpse. He kept trying to sit up, but he kept failing and falling down.

drop...

drop...

drop...

The machine that detects the heartbeat keeps sending alarms, and he actually makes such violent movements as his heartbeat gets slower and slower. It's hard to imagine.

"Good guy, Eden's genes are really perverted. Get the pacemaker quickly!" said the attending physician.

The nurse hurriedly brought two pacemakers for the doctor. Several nurses stepped forward and tore open Ma Yongzhen's chest. The doctor held the pacemaker and pressed it down on his skinny chest.

Here!!

Ma Yongzhen screamed wildly, sat up from the bed, and then fell down immediately, as if someone was pressing him tightly to prevent him from getting up.

Here!!

Another electric current.

Ma Yongzhen sat up again, struggled on the bed, his whole body exposed its blue veins, biting out blood from his lips. This time, he still could not resist the fate. His old body in his eighties could not bear his desire, and fell down again.

Here!!

Another electric current.

Ma Yongzhen sat up with a hoarse howling.

The guy in a black robe grabbed his arm, and he didn't realize it, just staring at the guy wearing a golden mask on the TV, his face as ferocious as a monster crawling out of the abyss.

"Too...too...too...too...too...sun...sun...sun...sun...sun...sun...sun...sun system...!!!" he said in a vague way.

The brain-computer interface that intervenes in his brain has also begun to operate, helping his brain distribute and mobilize the energy in the body.

Here!

Here!

Here!

After several consecutive electric shocks, the heart that entered the body due to anesthesia finally began to beat again.

The black figure disappeared from Ma Yongzhen's sight. He sat on the bed panting, his whole body as if it was fished out of the water, sweating profusely. Even so, he didn't care about his condition. He still looked at the projection firmly, watching the man wearing a golden mask being scolded and flattered, as if it would be fragrant if he farts.

The doctor slowly lowered the pacemaker and looked at the beating heart on the display in disbelief. A nurse slowly walked to Ma Yongzhen and waved in front of him: "Teacher Ma...? Are you okay?"

Ma Yongzhen stared at the golden-faced man on TV in a daze.

"Teacher Ma...Teacher Ma?"
Chapter completed!