Chapter 164 Interlude
The man in the wheelchair was about to ask anything else, but suddenly his complexion changed... Although his complexion itself was not good-looking, at this moment it was really whiter than paper. .
Looking at what the other person was about to say, the next moment a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his face, accumulating more and more. In an instant, there was already a layer of sweat on his forehead and temples. The man in military uniform hurriedly wanted to get close to him. After checking, he saw that the other party's rugged wrist bones were hanging on his legs, and his weak fingertips were drooping along the bend of his knees.
This man's kneecaps were empty from both sides down, and his calf pants were empty from the bottom down. They could barely fit on the footrests of the mechanical wheelchair.
If this was considered a normal thing in modern times, at most it can only be said to be an unfortunate incident in life. But it would be very unusual in the interstellar world.
In this world where technology and bioengineering have developed to such an extent, rebirth of a severed limb is not a fantastic thing.
Although it is indeed unreasonable in terms of cost, and it is not original after being connected, there will definitely be some incompatibility in the operation, the recovery period is quite long, and regular injection of maintenance solution is required to maintain it. Relatively long-lasting effect. Otherwise, it may not take more than 20 or 30 years to replace another one.
And even if it is due to price or other reasons, there are also semi-mechanical and semi-biological prostheses that can be installed. When installed, they are no different from the real ones and even some functional prostheses can be customized according to needs.
In short, there are really few people with mutilated limbs in the interstellar world, and there are corresponding treatment plans for various terminal diseases. Except for congenital genetic diseases and diseases caused by certain biological toxins, there are basically no terminal diseases in the interstellar world that cannot be cured by humans.
Not to mention that the young man is qualified to sit in the privileged seat arranged by the school. The opponent's mechanical wheelchair that looks quite simple at first glance is a high-end product handmade by a mecha master. Even the wheels are made of The hexapeptide alloy Watanabe is used to make high-end mechas.
How could such a person have no money for limb replantation? Judging from this person's terminally ill appearance, it is probably because his body does not support his limb transplantation, so he can only maintain such a mutilated appearance.
The man in military uniform naturally knew where he was feeling uncomfortable, and even now he couldn't believe that the man who was once so powerful had become so weak and incomplete now. But this is exactly the truth.
The man in military uniform was about to squat down to check the situation for his superior, but he seemed to suddenly think of something and stopped his movements. In the end, he could only hold back the sourness in his heart and asked softly: "If you are not feeling well, would you like me to take you back first? Xiaowen can pick him up later."
The man in the wheelchair was silent for a while, not saying yes but not saying no either. Just when the man in military uniform was about to make a decision for him, he said weakly: "It's an old problem, and today... it doesn't hurt."
It doesn't hurt, but it still hurts. ah.
The young man who knew the root cause of the other person's current misery and disability, and watched the other person weaken day by day, understood the other person's pain better than anyone else. But the sad thing is that he can't do anything and can't comfort him. He can really only watch like this.
Just looking at it, he felt sad from the bottom of his heart. So, how sad will it be for you...
"Okay, it's rare for me to come out. Don't ask me to come back disappointed."
"Besides, I promise The guy came to see him. He was very stubborn. He had been struggling for a month just to beg me to come here, and all the housework he promised to do was unhelpful. Even the housekeeper couldn't stand it and left now. I don’t know how to behave when I go back.” The frail man in the wheelchair seemed to be dissatisfied with the “boy” in his words, but his tone was so intimate and filled with love that was hard to ignore.
The cherished feeling is almost beyond words. The man in military uniform, who had always looked heavy since just now, couldn't help but have a helpless smile on his brows when he heard this: "I didn't expect Xiaowen to be so lively when he grows up. You must have had a lot of headaches over the years. These years have passed before I knew it.”
"Yes, it is extremely annoying. Fortunately, he has finally reached this age. If he doesn't grow up, I will almost throw him back to the capital galaxy to be taken by his grandfather." That person He said with a smile and pressed his forehead helplessly. Under such a smile, the outline of the diseased bones unexpectedly reveals a bit of past style.
"He... It has been two weeks and he hasn't been eliminated yet. It seems that he is lucky this time. I thought that if he could last for one and a half weeks, that would be enough. "
"How can you say that about your own child? It's not only half a week, you have some misunderstanding about that child, after all, it is..." Your child."
The descendants of the legendary founders of the empire, your children.
But the sickly man waved his hand: "I don't know him yet. He has ordinary qualifications, is careless, and timid. His mental qualifications are barely acceptable, but he can't do anything well. But ...That's fine." He was obviously degrading and scrutinizing her, but his brows were so happy at the moment, as if this was his lifelong wish.
The more you listen, the more outrageous it becomes. Watching the other person's brows sinking as he gradually enters into a certain past memory, the person next to him has a bad feeling in his heart and is eager to find something fresh to divert the other person's attention immediately. force.
Suddenly, the screen that was broadcasting on their side switched to a certain viewing screen. The man in military uniform's eyes lit up and he quickly reminded the people next to him to take a look.
——In the center of the screen is a team of five people.
More than two hours have passed since the orienteering race before I knew it. During this period, people were constantly eliminated. Whether it was the general professional area or the military professional area, the number of people eliminated reached an extremely high level.
It’s just that as time goes by, and after experiencing the test of a big melee without any precautions, most of the people left behind are a little bit distracted. People who are stupid and can’t adjust themselves well will almost always fall into the trap at the beginning. Was eliminated miserably.
And they gradually realized that such a melee would be detrimental to the entire situation, and would also make the exercise meaningless.
After breaking away from the initial melee and entanglement in the war zone, they gradually entered this "hunting" game.
Obviously, one's own strength is limited, so finding reliable teammates to form a team to share combat power and "lives" is the best choice.
In just two weeks, many teams sprung up on the training field, and there were even alliances formed by combining several teams.
Those on the list who have formed a team are also distinguished by numbers suffixed to their names.
(End of this chapter)