123 days, 12 hours, 07 minutes and 21 seconds; 20 seconds; 19 seconds; 18 seconds; The countdown may seem nerve-wracking, but it's just a hint of how long he can live "for now."
If proper maintenance is done before the countdown ends, the number will be brushed back to the initial value and the countdown will start again.
If this countdown is not saved in time within 24 hours after the countdown is cleared, then the word "for the time being" should be removed forever, and the moment of clearing will become the real end of Chus's life.
The device had been in Chuss's body for many years.
The two-week vacation at the Black Cedar Forest Villa every year is to do normal maintenance for this device, so as to ensure that Chus can still exist in this world in good spirits for the next six months.
When this thing was first embedded, Chus protested to the technical doctor, asking: "Can this thing be made a little more humane, such as giving this creepy countdown, I don't know and think I'm working on a suicide bomb, as soon as I open this door, it still ticks and ticks, do you listen to this?"
The technical doctor's name is Shao Dun, who belongs to the highest-ranking White Eagle Military Hospital, is an authoritative expert in the field of intelligent mechanical therapy, and is also an old man who fights wits and courage with patients all year round.
Dr.
Shao has always implemented the policy of "three noes and one unification" for patients like Chief Chu, who rely on their faces to look good and talk nonsense all day long Don't be reckless, don't give a good face, don't let you be coerced, and reject them all.
At that time, the left half of Chief Chu's body still had a serious rejection reaction to the intelligent machine, bleeding, allergies and high fever alternately, and the gauze in his eyes had just been untied for half a day.
Old Doctor Shao had a coffin face, and while instructing the little nurse next to him to give Chu Si a needle, he stared at the various data on the instrument and said: "To deal with a bastard like you who is busy and doesn't care about day and night, and goes crazy and doesn't want to die, you should use a countdown to stimulate you by seeing the world, so as not to forget to maintain it at some point."
Not to mention giving up his life, he wasted an instrument. ” "You have to take care of it, there are only 20 units of this machine on the entire planet, once the interface has a memory of your DNA, it can't be used by others, and there is nowhere to use it if it is scrapped."
Shao Lao lectured while using the tips of his gloved fingers to poke the connection between Chusi's wound and the intelligent machine.
It was so direct that Chu Si completely lost his temper, and he could only accept his fate.
This tick-tock countdown is actually not heard at all.
But from time to time, Chus could feel that it was clinging to the cracks of his bones, calculating the length of his life.
Even after nearly ten years, even an hour before the planet exploded, he was still doing a new round of maintenance on this thing in the villa.
Ten years, anyone is used to it.
So Chus just glanced down at it, made sure that the device hadn't malfunctioned significantly during the fifty years of freezing, and closed the skin back on.
The number of days he could live was still in the triple digits, enough for him to find another place to provide maintenance.
As long as the countdown does not become a single digit, Chief Chu, who is not nervous by nature, can still remain calm.
Chus pressed the skin back together and went into the shower, the heat pouring into the glass door.
In the sound of the rushing water, the microphone embedded in his head suddenly rustled twice, and Chuss stretched out his hand to take the towel and immediately paused.
The microphone is connected to the prison's alarm and communication system, and is often used for emergency notifications.
The people in the Security Building, who don't know how many emergencies they have to deal with each year, are extremely sensitive to this kind of thing.
Chu Si was stunned for less than a second, slapped the shower switch, immediately combed the wet short hair rake to the back of his head, wiped his body indiscriminately, and put on his clothes and walked out of the shower.
Just as he was buttoning his shirt with one hand and was about to unlock the door and go out, someone in the microphone suddenly coughed and cleared his throat, and said in a procrastinating voice: "Sir, there is no hot water in my room." ” Chuss: "" He braked suddenly, touched the finger of the electronic lock and turned halfway, directly pressed the call button on the wall, and asked, "Sa'eyang, are you sick?"
The microphone rustled twice and replied, "Yes." ” Chus: "You live next door, do you still need someone to teach you such a mentally retarded thing as opening and knocking on the door?"
Sa'er: "Nine times out of ten, you won't open the door I knock on, so I'll communicate first." ” Chu Si opened his mouth and wanted to scold, but he heard the microphone rustle again, and the sound of the mop came out: "What are you two doing scare me to death" Chuss: "" I was confused by the neuropathy surnamed Yang, and forgot that this microphone was released.
Chus rolled his eyes, looked down at the wet shirt on his body, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down expressionlessly, pressed 3 on the communicator embedded in the bedside, and directly connected to the No. 3 duty room in Sa'e next door.
"Don't you know how to use internal one-line communication?"
asked Chu Si salty.
This time, Sa'er's voice finally didn't come out of the microphone, "Yes, but I guess you're taking a shower, and the sound of one-line communication can't reach the shower." ” Okay, you have a point.
Chus's face remained unchanged, and he hung up mercilessly.
Two seconds later, the communicator at the bedside rang again, and it was automatically connected: "Sir, it's not polite to hang up the phone before you finish speaking." ” Chu said solemnly: "I have never been so unreasonable. ” Sa'er laughed: "So, can you borrow the shower room?"
Chu Si wiped the water from his hair twice and replied, "I have to remind you that I searched for food in the No. 3 duty room, and I tried to check the drinking water, and there was no shortage of hot water at all.
Okay, I'm going to sleep a little bit, and I wish you a nightmare. ” After saying that, he completely cut off the communication, and turned on the nighttime no-wrap mode, and then dragged the communication code of the No. 3 duty room into the blacklist.
Anyone who knows a little about Saeyang knows that he is a very extreme and eccentric person, to be precise, most people in this world are simply air in his eyes, he is not interested, so naturally he can't see it.
There are only two kinds of people who can interest him.
One is someone who is even more dangerous and uncontrollable than him.
The more dangerous it is, the more interesting it is for him.
But in fact, such people are almost non-existent.
The other kind of person holds what he needs, he has a purpose, so he can see you.
Chus thinks that if he is not the first, then it can only be the second.
And Sa'e's purpose is actually to guess everything, it's nothing more than to unload the black gold controller through him.
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To be honest, even the planet no longer exists, and it's not entirely impossible to remove the controller.
But it really can't be done by relying on Chus's authority alone.
It's just that even if he tells Sa'e, it's useless, didn't he say it, so the neurotic believes No.
It's only to blame the great Chief Chu for talking too much, and his resume in this area is simply bad.
Even if he occasionally opened his heart and said two sincere words, few people believed him.
Chu Si wiped his hair half-dry, and then folded his clothes and lay down on the single bed.
The fifty years in the cryo capsule belong to physiological suspension, not normal rest, so Chus, who has experienced a lot of bad things, is extremely sleepy at this time, and almost falls asleep the moment he closes his eyes.
Then he dreamed again of the winter of 5702.
It was a really cold winter, with a month of heavy snow falling in Nanton State, not to mention the famously cold Mia Mountains.
The huge wreckage of the aircraft landed between the steepest cliffs of the Mia Mountains.
Literally "between".
Its damaged left landing wing rested on the east cliff, the scorched right crash landing wing rested on the west cliff, and the middle fuselage hung dangerously in the air.
In his dream, Chus's situation was the same as the reality of the year, unchanged in the slightest.
The left half of his body was still in the security door, but the entire security door was unrecognizable, and the whole deformation almost crushed half of his body to pieces, so broken that he couldn't even feel the pain anymore.
The right half of his body hung dangerously out of the door of the aircraft, and his outstretched hand dragged a three-year-old child, and the child's feet were thousands of abysses.
As soon as he let go, the child would disappear into the world before he even had time to cry.
In fact, a three-year-old child is not too heavy for him.
But in that extremely cold mountain, in the snow and wind, dragging such a child with one hand without any support, the hand will lose strength after an hour.
And Chus has been dragging for thirteen hours.
Even he himself can only rely on what little will he has left.
Fortunately, most of the people in the experimental team were ejected with the safety capsule during the forced landing of the aircraft, and only the child who was tripped by the nerve wire and slid out of the hatch at that time, and Chus, who fished him, missed the best time to escape, and was caught in the constantly exploding aircraft hatch and crashed into the Mia Mountains.
One hang is thirteen hours.
Even in his dreams, Chus could clearly feel the coldness that could make people lose consciousness and will.
There is also the unbearable swelling pain of blinding cannons stabbing people's eyes when the weapon compartment of the aircraft is blown up.
He eventually lost consciousness in that torment, and when he woke up again, he was already lying in the special care unit of the White Eagle Military Hospital, and Dr.
Shao said to him with the iconic coffin face: "Nine deaths, the left half of his body is 70 highly damaged, and he has to use intelligent machinery" The second half of Shao Lao's sentence seemed vague in his dream, and was interrupted by an alarm, and his voice kept getting closer and closer, becoming clearer and more harsh Two seconds later, Chus suddenly reacted that the alarm was not from a dream In the No. 2 prison guard duty room, Chus jerked up from the bed.
In the microphone overhead, the shrill alarm still didn't stop, he picked up the communicator on the bedside table and threw it into his pocket, and strode out of the door, "What's going on with the eye of the sky":