CHAPTER 508: CHAPTER 193: HUMAN BRAIN IMPLANTATION, RELIVING YESTERDAY_2

Ren Zhong holds a Ph.D. in biology.

He understands the field.

Undoubtedly, the Mengdu Group is attempting to guide cell division directionally, using a method similar to cloning, to grow more brains on the neck of the same person.

The human body is an extremely intricate structure, each head needs to be matched with a large number of blood vessels, lymphatic vessels, and a neural network.

To achieve the effect depicted by Sun Miao, the workload of directional guidance is enormous.

Ren Zhong was astonished by the Mengdu Group’s insane ambition.

To obtain more human brains, they came up with such a mind-numbing idea.

Yet he wasn’t surprised.

The technology on Source Star is highly advanced, but morals and ethics have long been distorted beyond recognition.

There is an iron-clad class barrier established between citizens and the savages.

In the worldview of many citizens, there is actually no essential difference between savages and farmed livestock.

If obtaining more human brains is the highest motivation, then it is reasonable for the Mengdu Group to try to develop this human brain planting technology, akin to planting sunflowers for seeds.

Only that it completely eradicates humanity, yes, that’s all.

But if savages are not considered humans at all, then it becomes understandable.

Ren Zhong could even imagine such a scene.

In a massive prison, countless people are tied to iron-framed beds.

Various tubes are connected to these people.

Most of these people are skinny and emaciated, but their necks are like grapes, hanging with nine heads.

These people are unable to move throughout their lives, bound there since birth like leeks.

Once the brains encircling their necks "mature," one round is cut off, leaving only the core brain, and another round grows.

Their existence’s purpose is to continuously provide brains.

Thinking of this, Ren Zhong felt a chill down his spine.

When he looked at Sun Miao again, he saw a lingering sadness in Sun Miao’s eyes.

Clearly, Sun Miao’s cancer humanity creation plan was also built on the technical support provided by that project.

Sun Miao could not accept this nightmarish expectation.

This was also one of the reasons he chose to leave initially.

Later, Sun Miao returned there with another dream.

So, at the moment when the dream was determined to have shattered, he decisively pulled the trigger to death.

If the project were to succeed eventually, in the distant future, perhaps someone would praise him, but he did not want his name nailed to the wall in such a manner.

Ren Zhong took a deep breath: "Brother Sun..."

"Alright, quickly call them back to Starfire Town, don’t cause trouble anymore."

"No, use your power to get people into the research headquarters."

Sun Miao: "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"Okay."

Sun Miao is also a smart person.

He had made it clear, yet Ren Zhong still insisted, so there must be a reason for the necessity.

Ren Zhong might be trying to tell him something important, but couldn’t do it over the network.

This information must be of great importance.

Lately, Sun Miao was indeed very pained.

With his return to the Mengdu Group to retake command of the team, the research progress in brain implantation had advanced rapidly.

His own private work, however, still remained without direction.

Ren Zhong was informed, so most likely Ren Zhong’s information had to do with his private work.

It was supposed to be a good thing, but it made him recall the long-armed old client, which made him feel complicated.

If not for fear of exposing too much, he would have pointed at Ren Zhong’s nose and cursed, you’re so vicious!

Yet he was unable to resist the intense curiosity that all scientists cannot escape about Ren Zhong’s information.

This left him mentally exhausted and weary beyond measure.

"Alright, that’s enough, I’m going to rest now."

Sun Miao waved his hand and walked away.

Ren Zhong exited the wrist watch space and walked to the window, looking into the distance.

That was the direction of Bai Men Town.

On the morning of the 62nd day, Bai Feng boarded the volunteer recruitment car in Bai Men Town.

In the afternoon, Xingkong Shipbuilding experienced a slight decline.

Ren Zhong gave Yang Bingzhong the first calming pill.

On the 63rd day, Xingkong Shipbuilding continued to fall.

Ren Zhong fed a second calming pill to the shaky Yang Bingzhong.

On the 64th day, rise, a big rise!

Yang Bingzhong was overjoyed.

He invited Ren Zhong to the office, laughing heartily: "Luckily, I have you to help me steer the ship. With how I am, I would have definitely sold yesterday."

Ren Zhong smiled and said: "Mr. Yang, you are too modest. I only made suggestions, but ultimately it was you who made the decisions. If you really wanted to ignore me, there’s nothing I could have done. Mr. Yang, you’ve truly overcome human nature. There’s a saying in the stock market, out of ten investors, eight will lose money, one will lose everything, and only one, which is 10%, can truly earn money."