In the narrow attic, leaning half against the log-colored wall, was a livid-faced boy of fourteen or five years old.
The blood flowing from the back of his head soaked the wooden board behind his head and flowed to the ground, turning his black hair into strands and sticking together.
It was like sitting in a pool of blood. The pungent smell of blood, mixed with the original smell in the room, filled the whole room with a strange smell that made one feel nauseated.
I don't know how long he had been lying here. The young man who was half leaning against the wall suddenly moved his eyelids and his pale fingers followed suit.
I have a splitting headache and my whole body is sore and weak!
After waking up from a coma, Raymond struggled to resist fatigue and slowly opened his eyes. In his blurred vision, a small room appeared.
There was a small hardwood bed with messy bedding and a faint smell.
On what could barely be called a table was a lampstand that emitted a faint light.
Raymond, who was half-leaning against the wall, had the window in the attic directly in front of his sight. He could see the faint light of fire outside, and the sound of burning wood could be heard in his ears.
He twisted his neck slightly, trying to see everything carefully, but the severe pain coming from the back of his head made Raymond groan, his eyes turned white, and he fainted again.
I don't know how long it took, but when Raymond woke up again, there was an extra memory in his mind that was completely not his.
This is a man with no name at all, a boy who was born with some intellectual disabilities.
In the scattered fragments of memory, this young man has lived here since he was a child, doing chores such as serving tea and water and cleaning. He is a servant who is born without freedom.
This room is his little nest. This young man has no impression of the whole world. The meaning of his existence is to provide labor for an old man.
As a young man who has never left the hut, the area he is familiar with is less than a hundred meters away from the hut.
Living in the same hut as him were a fat cook and a strong but not very bright coachman.
Enduring the pain in the back of his head, Raymond slowly sat up, holding on to the wall and walked to the only window in the room. In his sight, a blazing fire appeared, and the entire courtyard was illuminated by the firelight.
Under the reflection, it looks a little hazy and misty.
The entire stable was about to burn down, and the luxurious carriage parked outside the stable was burned to the ground, leaving only its thick metal frame.
Further away, there is endless darkness, the wind carries a stench and a burnt smell, and there is a buzzing sound like the vibrating wings of insects.
"Retarded servant? Did he travel through time? I remember that at the end I was just re-categorizing those adult action movies from the island country..." Raymond, who looked blank and touched his forehead with his hand, muttered softly and looked at it again.
into the small room around me.
The thick logs, the dark room, the simple lamps, everything was unfamiliar.
The clothes he was wearing were neither linen nor cloth, and were rough and uncomfortable.
Raymond, who had a cold personality, had no choice but to accept this fact.
After digesting the memory for a while, the last thing he saw in the memory of this young man who was originally somewhat mentally retarded was a sinister face. This was a big shot who seemed to have just arrived here in the evening and was warmly received by the old man.
But this man suddenly hit the young man on the head with something in his hand.
Rubbing the back of his head with his hand, the sticky feeling made Raymond understand that this guy was here to kill someone.
"Did this mentally retarded servant offend him?" Raymond, who was a little depressed, habitually rubbed his temples with his fingers.
A long cry of 'Beep!' echoed in Raymond's ears.
Raymond, who was a little angry and unbearable, suddenly woke up completely from this hazy state.
"Personal gene chip number HX278060 is at your service! It is manufactured by Huaxia Company and supervised by the Artificial Assisted Intelligence Supervision Department of the Earth Federation."
A sweet female voice full of magnetism sounded in my mind.
When Raymond heard this voice, he did not panic at all. He knew that this was a benefit given to him from birth as an earthling. The current voice was a chip implanted in his personal gene, which would only be activated when it was first started.
A sound like this appears.
This kind of personal gene chip was developed in the 23rd century. It is a gene chip that every person on earth will have. Although it has a single function, it is indispensable for people on earth who can already travel between planets.
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Recording, analysis, storage, and as the individual breaks through the genetic limitations, based on the physical condition of the chip body, the genetic chip will continue to increase the computing speed and assist human evolution at the genetic level.
A chip directly rooted in a person's genes is like a person's brain. Although it is not intelligent, the recording function of the chip can completely record everything in sight, including sounds, pictures, and even smells.
The analysis function is basic logical modeling analysis, which performs calculations through mathematics and physics. The resulting calculations or calculation results will automatically enter the storage area.
The capacity of the storage area is accompanied by the growth of personal genes and can store three-dimensional images for thousands of years. For people on earth who have entered the interstellar era, such a chip can completely free humans from the learning process and allow everyone to
They all became scholars with a photographic memory.
Taking a deep breath, Raymond, who was leaning against the wall and looking at the fire outside the window, needed to digest this fact. Since even his gene chip was brought here, then his own genes must have been brought to this strange place.
The world has become a part of his current body.
"Please name the chip!" The sweet voice continued to echo in my mind.
"Number one!"
"The naming is successful, the chip system is about to complete its restart..." The sweet female voice stopped abruptly.
Raymond was very upset, because with the restart of the chip, the hundreds of thousands of hours of adult action movies he had saved in the chip storage area would also disappear forever. It seems that the current time travel is different from the time he used at that time.
The data copying performed by the chip's fast storage function has a great relationship.
After the chip is restarted, the chip will become an integral part of his brain, and his voice will become what it is now, and that sweet female voice will no longer appear.
Knowing nothing about this strange world, the original owner of this body was an empty body but a servant with low intelligence. The only person in this body who had a deep impression was the old man with white hair and a magical power.
The power can make this young man miserable when he makes a mistake.
'Dip! Dip! Dip!'
After three long beeps, Raymond knew that the chip had completed restarting. After letting his body relax, Raymond issued an order in his heart: "Check the physical condition!"
A three-dimensional model immediately appeared in Raymond's mind, and the numbers that emerged like a waterfall flashed quickly in his field of vision.
"The back of the skull is slightly fractured and is expected to heal in 132 hours..."
'Alert! Alert! There are undetectable toxins in the body. It is expected that the subject will be paralyzed in 198 hours!'
Startled, Raymond suddenly opened his eyes, facing the still open window, stunned.
Will he die in eight days?
Raymond was quite speechless. He had not fully digested the surprise of having a chip, and was immediately hit by the sudden bad news.
The mechanical chip sound will not have any reaction due to such bad news. It faithfully feeds all the information that can be detected around Raymond into his mind.
After experiencing the possibility of traveling through time with his own genes and chips, Raymond needs time to digest all of this.
Because the owner of the original body is almost a blank sheet of paper, his trivial memory has no useful information at all, and the chip that lacks information can only be established after supplementing the information about this world.
Complete database.
"Perhaps the toxin is not as serious as the chip detected."
Silently comforting himself, looking at the fire spreading from the stable outside the window, which was threatening to ignite the small house, Raymond dragged his limp body towards the door.
The dark attic where Raymond lived was located on the top floor of the hut. He moved his body slowly while holding on to the wall. When Raymond passed the second floor, he saw the body lying on the ground in the corridor.
The body of the short and fat cook was cut into two perfect halves. The white brains were like tofu brains, mixed with the broken organs and blood, dyeing the walls dark brown.
Carefully walking around the cook's body, Raymond walked up the stairs to the main entrance. Only then did he see the strong coachman. He should have died at the main gate, but only half of his thick thigh was left on his body.
It seemed that he wanted to escape from the cabin, but the coachman who was lying face to face on the ground had only the half of his legs on the floor of the room that was still intact. The rest of his body had turned into white bones with scattered pieces of flesh and blood.
Outside the door, countless black winged insects were lying on his skeleton, chewing on it, and the sound of 'click, click' could be heard.
Raymond tiptoed to the door. Just as he was about to carefully observe the situation outside the door, the alarm number 1 suddenly sounded in his mind: "Alert! Alert! An unknown toxin has been detected. The spread range exceeds fifty centimeters. Stay away immediately!"
The chip alarm sounded instantly, making Raymond startled and took two steps back. However, in panic, Raymond knocked down the vase behind him. With the banging sound of the vase falling to the ground, an old man
And the hoarse voice echoed in Raymond's ears.
"Come to my room!"
The moment the old and hoarse voice sounded, Raymond subconsciously stood up straight and immediately responded with a loud voice: "Yes!"
It was an instinctive reaction of the original body. This answer that came out of his mouth made Raymond's scalp explode. He knew something was wrong.
"hurry up!"
After speaking in a coercive and old voice, he started coughing violently. The muffled hissing sound coming from the chest was like an old exhaust fan, which was dry due to lack of lubricating oil.
When he turned and left the gate, Raymond silently gave the order to the chip in his mind, and an enlarged picture of the bug appeared in his sight.
The black midges are only two millimeters long. After magnification, you can see that their sharp mouthparts have countless sharp teeth. The bones of the coachman were bitten out by these mouthparts.
holes.
There are countless such insects, as if they are blocked by the gate. None of them can enter the gate. Their waving wings make a buzzing sound, noisy and harsh.
After walking along the corridor in front of the door and entering the deepest room of the hut, Raymond stood stunned at the door.
In the large and bright room, the floor was in a mess, everything had moved from its original position, and the air was filled with a pungent smell.
After looking around for a moment, the old man sitting in the corner of the room came into view.
"Well, strange breath, inexplicable mental fluctuations, you are not my servant, what is your name?" The hoarse and old voice seemed very weak.
The old man in a white robe had a very painful expression on his face. He was sitting there upright, with a strange luster shining on his body, like a gray rock, which looked strange under the light in the room.
"Raymon."
After answering the old man's question frankly, Raymond silently gave the order to the chip. "Explore this person's data."
Countless blood-red filaments appeared in the pupils, and as the chip detection began, a three-dimensional model appeared in front of Raymond's eyes.
But what is different from normal people is that the lower part of this human body model, the chip detection results show that only the upper part of the waist is human body, while the part below the waist is actually stone.
"The object of investigation is surrounded by a chaotic energy field, dangerous!" The mechanical voice of No. 1 echoed in Raymond's mind, and the three-dimensional human model and rock parts in his eyes were still gradually spreading upward.
The waterfall-like data is still refreshing, but Raymond's expression has completely changed.
"Weird little guy, what does it feel like to come back from the dead?"
"Headache and general fatigue."
Raymond's honest answer made the old man laugh, but under Zhao Tianxing's gaze, the clothes on his lower abdomen continued to change color, turning into a rock-like color.
The strange look in the old man's eyes made Raymond feel a little uneasy, so he subconsciously added: "This is not my world!"
"Moreover," looking at the old man's eyes that looked like he was looking at a monster, Raymond hesitated before speaking out his question: "I have been poisoned and I won't survive more than a week."
The old man, who narrowed his eyes, looked at Raymond carefully until he felt uncomfortable looking at him. Then the old man withdrew his gaze and said slowly: "Want to hear a story?"
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