Chapter 1 Song Shi
“According to the fourth agreement of the ‘Medical Trial Volunteer Service Contract’ signed by you, the 150,000 credit points related to the subsidy for this medical trial will be credited to the designated account within seven days, please Please handle it as soon as possible.”
“Note: This contract fully complies with the ethics review committee standards. If you have any objections, please submit an appeal within two days.”
“——In summary, please Three days later, he went to the 'Palose Third Institute of Psychiatry' to receive the last preoperative maintenance to adapt to this medical experiment."
Song Shi closed his eyes.
He will be projected directly on the personal terminal interface of the retina through the eye implant, and the unfolded "Medical Trial Volunteer Service Contract" is closed.
Perhaps it is because the surprise of his resurrection from the dead is too strong, or because he has lost the powerful spiritual power he originally mastered, which makes him feel uncomfortable with his current too fragile body.
At this moment, Song Shi's mood was a little subtle.
He adjusted his breathing and slowly opened his eyes.
This is a small room, the surroundings are spotless, the walls are uncomfortably white, and the light cast from the ceiling is quite gentle, but this cannot make Song Shi feel better.
At this moment, he was sitting on a row of seats against the wall. One seat away to the right, there was a man in a suit and leather shoes with short brown hair, his fingers clasped and his head lowered.
There were only two of them in the whole room.
No. That is not accurate.
Song Shi glanced at the door. Although the door was closed, he knew that a armed security guard was standing outside the door. It was the security guard who brought him to this room not long ago.
His only responsibility is to ensure that "volunteers" like himself do not give up and run away because they suddenly cannot bear the pressure when the medical trial is about to begin.
Faced with "volunteers" who have been locked up with implanted prosthetics and blocked access to the Internet, a stun gun can make them behave again.
Of course it is impossible for the other party to use live weapons in this situation. If they accidentally strike too hard and cause the carefully selected "volunteers" to be injured or even killed - not many people can bear the accusation of malicious damage to company property. You can afford it, even if the other person is a security guard of the hired company.
——However, these are not important right now.
Song Shi slowly sat up straight.
Although Song Shi’s signature and personal authentication are clear at the signing place of this “Medical Trial Volunteer Service Contract”, following the principle of voluntariness, and the entire signing process was videotaped. However, Song Shi felt that he should still have a little Room for appeal.
Because he is not a real "Song Shi".
In other words, at least it is not the current body, the "Song Shi" who has the same name and surname as him for some reason.
He is the fourth-circle psyker of the [Dayuan] path, a free bounty hunter, and the murderer of the imperial royal family.
Rather than an orphan from an orphanage in a city called Paloser in another country [Enterprise Alliance].
Of course.
Looking at his right hand, which had an implanted data interface on his wrist and had obviously undergone semi-prosthetic modification, Song Shi understood that there was no difference between the two now.
“.Tsk.”
There is no need to close your eyes, the memory of the last moment is still vivid in your mind.
Because of the assassination of the imperial prince, especially the opponent was not a branch bloodline raised by the royal family, but an "emperor elector" who had the official inheritance rights of the empire and ranked third in the sequence.
As a result, I suffered unprecedented revenge. Facing perhaps the most powerful country in the world, even if I had reached the pinnacle of the fourth ring psyker, enough to change the landscape for miles around with one blow, Still unable to resist.
So he died, on the seventh day after successfully assassinating the Emperor Chosen, in a deserted wasteland, surrounded and killed by a group of religious lunatics from the empire.
Song Shi can be sure that when faced with a fourth-level psyker and the other party’s last-ditch attack, his body collapsed, his soul perished, and his psychic path was shattered. The dead can no longer die, shattered into pieces and burned up.
Even if you use the "brain in a vat" to bottle yourself and create a cognitive illusion, you can't do it.
But the next second, when he opened his eyes again, he appeared here.
From the [Vampusta Empire], which ruled one pole of the world, the sacred emperor, and the unity of politics and religion, appeared within the territory of the [Enterprise Alliance] composed of nine giant companies that dominated the western region of the planet. .
Two completely different countries.
Even the body is different.
No, maybe not "next second", such a light name.
Deep in the brain, there is a looming pain that seems to tear the whole brain apart.
You don’t even need to close your eyes, Song Shi’s eyes are like a split screen, two completely different scenes overlap alternately, as if a road suddenly splits into two, leading to different worlds——
Song Shi looked to the right.
The first time I took to the streets, I awakened my spiritual power in a battle with weapons, I mastered the art of "psionic power" for the first time, and felt this extraordinary power. In the beginning, I pieced together firearms from scrapyard parts, then earned rewards for the first time, replaced implants, and continued to deepen on the path of psychic energy.
Learning, fighting, bounties, and power.
Twenty years have passed, when he has officially entered the spiritual realm at the peak of the fourth ring. Whether as a bounty hunter or a psyker, no one can ignore him, and he even has certain qualifications to participate in the world's situation. .
In the end, the famous bounty hunter Song Shi succeeded in assassinating an imperial prince and was surrounded and killed by the imperial troops.
Song Shi looked to the left again.
From an abandoned baby who was randomly abandoned on the street while still in his infancy, to becoming one of the propaganda products of the coalition government’s “social resettlement project”, he was lucky enough to enter the Lomond Welfare Home and avoid freezing to death at night. The next day, they were picked up and boiled into protein paste, or waxed to make taxidermy statues.
Just after the initial publicity period, the financial allocation of the Lomond Orphanage built by the coalition government began to drop again and again.
Because a publicity project that no one pays attention to is meaningless.
In the more than ten years after the establishment of the orphanage, in Paloser, a city ruled by the [Enterprise Alliance].
Whether it is the unemployment wave caused by the explosion in the old industrial area, or the corporate war between the two giant companies [Southland Heavy Industry] and [Chronological Passage] that competed for rare minerals in the suburbs of the city and almost destroyed half of the city. Far more than the plight of the disadvantaged, the city's people are attracted to it.
Because of this, although the coalition government presided over its establishment, the situation of the orphanage has been deteriorating in the past ten years, even though it has moved from the "White Gate District" where the rich gather to the "Deep Moss District" of the urban slums. , it is still increasingly difficult to maintain expenses.
The coalition government is turning a blind eye.
The children who have walked out of the orphanage and have officially entered the society are either cut off early, or they are not doing well themselves, and the help provided is of a drop in the bucket. If nothing else happens, in another two years, the entire orphanage will no longer be able to support it and will be packaged and sold.
“Is this the reason why you come to this research institute to act as a ‘volunteer’ in exchange for medical trial subsidies?”
Two completely different scenes are confused in the mind, and memories are surging, making people feel overwhelmed. But these scenes contain emotions.
——The feeling of being overwhelmed when killing someone for the first time, the excitement of earning a bounty for the first time; the seventh year of awakening psychic powers, and entering the third level of psychic realm. He was so high-spirited at the time; because he saw his hometown burned to the ground by the war, he decided to take revenge on the initiator of the war, and finally cut off the prince's head with his own hands.
——The care and kindness shown to me by everyone in the orphanage in the past; by chance, I heard the conversation between Aunt Nancy and the old director, and I felt a deep sense of powerlessness after knowing the true situation of the orphanage. It was the first time I met The old director who was always serious and solemn and frightened the children shed tears; he chose to secretly become a drug trial volunteer in exchange for remuneration, hoping to help the orphanage tide over the difficulties, and the tossing and turning before making a decision Fear.
Only what is beating in the heart is real.
It's hard to tell whether all this is just other people's memories or my own personal experience? Is "Song Shi from the bounty hunter" reborn here, or is it "Song Shi from the welfare home" who has gained the memory of the former?
Song Shi took a deep breath and tapped his chest gently, slowly suppressing these surging emotions.
At this moment, his head still ached a little, and he also had various doubts and even wariness about this "rebirth" that happened to him, but at this time, he couldn't worry too much for the time being.
Yes, "rebirth".
Through the eye implant, the upper right corner of the personal terminal interface can be directly projected on the retina to clearly display the current time.
Universal New Calendar 2150, November 23, 21:20 pm.
Twenty years ago he died in battle.
Twenty years ago, at the current time, those artificial intelligences hiding under the abyss have not yet launched the [Second Freedom Revolution], and the Vampusta Empire’s [Purification Jihad] proposal has probably just begun After being handed over to the emperor's desk, it has not yet turned into a terrifying military force sweeping the future world. The group of giant companies like gods in the [Corporate Alliance] are still looking down on all living beings, overlooking the world, and the ideal country, [Eden] has not yet fallen - —
But right now, these have nothing to do with Song Shi.
Song Shi looked away from the security personnel outside the door, looked around again, and finally looked to the side, fixating on the man who remained silent and with his head lowered.
——The top priority now is to get out of here as soon as possible.
Just now, he had seen the "Medical Trial Volunteer Service Contract" signed by "himself".
The target of this medical trial is [psychiatric tolerance to implants].
It has a more popular name, called cyberpsychosis.
Because of the continuous implantation of prosthetic bodies and various modifications to the body, an individual suffers mental breakdown and mental decline, becoming a wretch who no longer has self-awareness. This is cyberpsychosis.
In this era where prosthetic implants are commonplace, in the city of Paloser, you can see videos of cybermaniacs killing people on streaming media every day.
And this research institute, which is affiliated to the giant enterprise [Emerald Pharmaceuticals], gathers a group of carefully selected volunteers to conduct clinical trials of a new inhibitory drug.
This drug suppresses "cyberpsychosis."
So where are the cyber psychotics?
It’s here.
According to the memory and the contents of the contract, the medical trial content of this trial subsidy is up to 150,000 credits. The volunteers will first be forcibly transformed into "cyber psychosis", and then clinical trials of new drugs will be conducted.
The 150,000 credits provided by this institute are more like an expense expenditure that directly buys your entire ownership than a trial subsidy!
From the moment the volunteers for this experiment enter this institute, regardless of whether they survive or not, they will be under the control of the institute from now on, and will no longer have any personal rights.
Like merchandise.
So, we must prepare for a strategic shift.
Song Shixin said.
No matter what the reason for his "rebirth" is, whether it is true or false, or whether there is any conspiracy hidden behind it, in any case, being a guinea pig is not Song Shi's wish.
Especially when it becomes something like "cyber psychosis".
As for the bad behavior of those giant companies, he has seen too much in his previous life, and he has no expectations for the character of those high-ranking directors.
Even, it’s not like he hasn’t killed a few.
But that's all in the past.
Looking at the "Implant List" on the personal terminal interface, Song Shi couldn't help but feel helpless.
The limbs are original, and the internal organs are also original, with blood flowing inside instead of oil and coolant.
The only thing that can be considered a "prosthetic body" is the right hand that has undergone certain modifications and implanted a data interface and enhanced skin, as well as a brain-computer interface.
And now.
A half-cheated orphan who was born in a welfare home and has just grown up. He doesn't even have a complete implant. On this list of pitiful implants, the most valuable one is probably the personal terminal chip provided by the coalition government.
In fact, one of the reasons why the research institute allowed Song Shi to pass a series of tests and become a volunteer for testing new drugs for "cyberpsychosis" was because Song Shi was in a situation where "there are implants but not many" Degree - they need volunteers in different states to serve as sufficient samples.
Not to mention psychic powers, they are not even in the [Awakening] stage of the first level, they are purely ordinary people.
The power of materialism enlarges the hips, and the power of idealism is completely absent.
This test will start in twenty minutes.
Under this situation, even if Song Shi had a lot of psychic skills and the selection and matching of various implants in his hands, it would be impossible for him to break out of this research institute alone without all the obstacles in his way.
Is it possible that one person can block the burst of large-caliber steel core bullets from a smart rifle just because of his strong will?
Oh, it really works.
But that can only be done by taking the path of [Consensus], at least in the third ring stage, when thoughts have begun to affect reality.
In short, I want to get out of here.
I need to find a partner.
Song Shi looked at the silent man in a suit and leather suit sitting not far away and said hello.
“Yo”
“Company people, at this time, are you still reluctant to take off your skin?”
(End of this chapter)