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After hearing the amount of information Frank revealed during the call, Du Wei frowned slightly.

During a nightclub hookup, someone injected me with drugs. My heart hurt unbearably and my mood was high.

These words combined together are not a good sign.

Of course he knew what Frank's situation was at this time. Simply put, Frank was hopeless.

In other words, it can be said that there is no other way to save Frank except changing his heart, using a bionic body and uploading his consciousness.

Frank's life has been sounded by the Illuminati.

And since the Illuminati has found Frank, the hidden meaning behind it is also very intriguing.

After all this time, have they finally realized that there is a third hand behind the scenes?

That's why they thought of using Frank's help to attract more members of the organization?

It's really a good calculation.

Du Wei, who wanted to understand everything, replied:

"Are you feeling dizzy and having blurred vision now?

And the blood vessels that are usually invisible are now showing their presence abnormally, making you feel like there is rust inside, just like the heart that is constantly pumping blood is stuck in the asphalt road?"

On the other end of the phone, Frank, who was still in the hotel room holding the broken TV and feeling dizzy, heard Duwei's description and found that his current symptoms were exactly the same!

Sweating profusely, he immediately realized that Du Wei knew what kind of poison he had been poisoned with.

He endured the pain in his heart and spoke with difficulty:

"Yes, what do you know about this?"

Du Wei gave a rare sigh. If he played too much in nightclubs, he would lose his kidneys sooner or later.

Of course, Frank was even more unlucky, as he actually triggered an unintentional plot.

"If I guess correctly, the drug the Illuminati will inject you with is called 'Tokyo Cocktail'.

This is an inhibitor that acts on the adrenal glands and blocks the interaction between the adrenal glands and receptors.

After being modified by the Illuminati, it became a deadly poison that usually no one could survive for 24 hours.

Because the only way to delay it is to use excitement, fear, danger and other extreme methods to prompt you to secrete enough adrenaline to offset the effects of inhibitors and keep adrenaline normal.

Simply put, if you cannot maintain a high level of mental tension, you will die."

After hearing Duwei's explanation, Frank on the other end of the phone instantly realized that something was wrong.

He knew clearly that Du Wei would not lie, which meant that he was in trouble now that he had not taken care of his lower body.

Feeling the ticking countdown of his life, Frank immediately felt a strong will to survive.

With his eyes that started to turn black, he searched for the metal baseball bat on the ground that he had used to smash the TV.

Then he picked up the bat and started venting crazily on everything in the room.

Intense exercise brought about a considerable amount of adrenaline secretion, and the effect of adrenaline inhibitors was gradually offset, and the heart, which had been gradually declining, began to pump powerfully again.

Frank's health improved after the blood was re-infused into his limbs.

Frank immediately confirmed that Duwei was right. Only intense exercise and deep stimulation can make him secrete a sufficient amount of adrenaline to survive!

But Frank also clearly understands that it is absolutely impossible for a person to live in a highly mentally active state all the time.

When he feels tired, that's when he will die!

Damn the Illuminati!

He needs other ways to relieve the symptoms of poisoning in his body!

Frank, who knew that his current condition could not last long, spoke quickly to the other end of the phone who had not hung up yet:

"I want to know if I'm really hopeless?"

"Normally, you are hopeless, but there are two extremely high-risk backup plans that you can refer to.

The first is a heart transplant, but your survival time is very short and you may not be able to wait for a perfectly matching heart.

So if you want to choose this, you can probably only use a 3D printed heart..."

Frank frowned, understanding what Duwei meant.

This is to make it a combination of inorganic matter and biological matter.

"So I can only survive by becoming a Cyberman?"

Duwei chuckled, confirming Frank's understanding.

"You can understand it this way."

When he thought about having to live on a mechanical heart, Frank felt a little uncomfortable with his heart.

This is not a small pacemaker, nor is it the mechanical heart valve device currently popular in the world, but a real mechanical heart made purely of inorganic substances!

As far as he knew, the surgeries being performed in the world today were said to be replacing mechanical hearts, but they were actually just changing heart valves into mechanical ones.

And that doesn't work for him. What he needs is to replace his entire heart!

He clearly understood that the success rate of this operation was appallingly low.

In other words, he was very likely to die during the operation, and he didn't even have the chance to consider whether the combination of inorganic matter and living organisms could be perfect.

Even if he successfully completed the transplant operation, it would only be equivalent to changing from an immediate death penalty to a suspended death penalty.

After all, as the first person to perform this kind of surgery, he would probably die of various weird complications in the end.

Fortunately, it seems that Du Wei is not the only way to save himself.

"What about the other way?"

"Another way... haha, it's even more science fiction.

Have you ever heard of consciousness uploading as speculated in the scientific community?

To put it simply, you upload your consciousness to the server and save it, wait for the right time, download it to the mind ball, and then install it into a new body.

Of course, this technology currently has no mature applications, and what I have in hand is just a flawed program that is not even a semi-finished product.

Perfecting it cannot be done in a short time, and similarly, your time will not support the perfection of this technology.

So possible problems with this technology include, but are not limited to, amnesia, emotional distortion, and fragmentation of consciousness."

Hearing this, Frank thought to himself that this was really a worse plan than becoming a Cyberman.

Consciousness upload?

It sounds like science fiction when I think about it.

Turn human consciousness into a binary that can be compiled by a machine? From now on, we will live in a world of binary weaving?

This is too hard to believe.

If this is really the case, then why is he still thinking about returning to real life?

Isn’t it good to live in a virtual world?

He doesn't believe that there is a high table in the virtual world that threatens his retirement life, and even drugged him when he was having fun!

Damn it!

But because of this, Frank couldn't believe that this technology could really preserve his consciousness completely.

Although the dream is good, it is still a dream after all.

Moreover, Du Wei admitted that this technology was not mature, which made Frank even more discouraged.

Thinking about it, the probability of his death this time is very high.

Thinking of this, Frank immediately felt a wave of anger in his heart.

Since the Illuminati wants him to die, then he needs to support some people before he dies!

If he didn't die at that time, it would prove that his luck was not bad, and the God of fate was still looking after him.

Then he will choose to accept Du Wei's suggestion and take a bold adventure before he really dies!

Frank, who had an idea, said quickly while running around the small room:

"Okay, I understand.

But before that I need to make these people pay!

I need a machine to help me find their traces, and I also need a way to temporarily avoid death.

Du Wei, you can help me, right?"

Duwei was not surprised by Frank's choice.

When a person feels that his death must be approaching, he will try his best to complete his unfinished business.

Obviously, what Frank, currently carefree, wants is to make the Illuminati pay the price they deserve.

"Of course, I will support all your decisions.

And the Illuminati is our common enemy. You don’t need to tell me that I will eliminate these bed bugs in New York.

But you have to find a TV that can play the disc first. I think the disc is still intact, right?"

Hearing this, Frank's heart skipped a beat.

When he was furious, he didn't notice whether he smashed the CD containing the video to pieces.

Now when he heard Du Wei mention it, he immediately started searching among the ruins everywhere.

Fortunately, the disc was protected by the DVD player and escaped damage.

Holding the CD, Frank immediately rushed out of the hotel room, and after glancing left and right, his keen ears heard the babbling sound coming from the next room.

Without thinking much, Frank took out a tool and opened the hotel's flimsy door lock.

As the light from the corridor entered, the two people inside the door, who were playing the role of master and slave under the dim light, both looked at the door in surprise.

When he saw a strange man at the door instead of the slave girl's husband, the man with the whip suddenly looked angry.

But before he could scold him, Frank, who was in urgent need of violence to maintain his adrenaline secretion, stepped forward and threw him out of the door.

Then he looked at the female slave who was kneeling on the ground. After hesitating for three seconds, he kicked her out of the door and yelled, "Get out."

Finally the door was slammed shut.

The two people lying on the floor in the corridor, their bodies aching, looked at me and I looked at you. For a moment, they didn't know what happened just now.

It took them a while to realize that the most important thing to do now was to call 911.

But what they don't know is that all communication networks here have been taken over by an inhuman creature.

Their 911 call was destined to receive an answer but not a real person.

Frank, who was in the room, looked at the clothes and props scattered on the floor and immediately reacted with excitement.

This made him realize that if there is really no other way to increase stimulation, it seems that using sex to stimulate can also maintain the secretion of adrenaline.

But now he had more important things to do. As the disc was pushed into the old-fashioned DVD player, the ugly face Frank had seen once appeared on the screen again.

Frank clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

But this time he resisted his inner urge to punch, because the person who wanted to watch the video was not him, but the machine that had hacked into his mobile phone camera.

The machine needs all the details in this video to find the Illuminati minion hiding in the vast crowd of New York!

Soon Du Wei's voice sounded from inside.

"According to the machine's feedback on face recognition in New York, these people were very cautious and they were in the signal shielding zone the entire time.

But by reading the information about the characters on TV, the machine still discovered some interesting things.

For example, the facial match rate of this guy is as high as 70%.

According to linked data analysis, the man who was dining at the Prince Restaurant at 7 Caterina Street was his brother.

So do you understand what to do?"

After getting the key information, Frank's eyes flashed with murderous intent:

"certainly."

"Oh, by the way, we still need to solve your problem before you go to him.

It is really difficult to maintain a high degree of tension all the time, so we need to use some external help.

I suggest you first grab a 24-hour convenience store next to the hotel and grab all the caffeinated Red Bull.

Excessive caffeine can keep you in a state of high excitement for a short time.

Then you need to go to the nearest Rosov hospital and get some Ephrine (artificial epinephrine).

The ephedrine contained in it can well keep you in a state of high adrenaline secretion.

Of course, you should pay attention to the fact that a syringe contains 10 mg of Eflin, which is very powerful. You only need to use one-fifth of it, so don’t overdose.”

After hearing Duwei's special reminder, Frank asked curiously;

"What happens if you overdose?"

Du Wei smiled meaningfully:

"Then you will transform into a Tetsuo who can fight all night long, or you will become a real eunuch for the rest of your life due to excessive congestion.

Here’s another tip: If you can’t find ephedrine, you can use Nasotongue as a reluctant substitute, which also contains trace amounts of ephedrine.

Okay, you don’t have much time, put on your Bluetooth headphones, the machine will tell you everything.”

Listening to the beeping sound from the phone, Frank understood that the speed of his life and death had begun.

This feeling of racing against time almost made his heart explode!

Frank, who had red eyes and was wearing a Bluetooth headset, suddenly opened the door and was ready to take action.

But he saw that the two bastard men and women he had just thrown out of the room hadn't left yet.

He saw the two of them holding their phones and looking at him with horrified expressions, and then looked at the woman's beautiful figure.

A devilish smile appeared on Frank's lips. Since he wanted to be stimulated so much, he would satisfy both of them.

Anyway, this wave is for everyone to get what they need!

…

After hanging up the phone, Du Wei looked at 47 who had been listening and said:

"I need to go see Winston first, so Frank will trouble you."

47 nodded silently and watched Du Wei go away.

Du Wei didn't avoid him when he answered the phone, so he learned the whole story through listening.

To sum up, it is women who are to blame.

Frank, who stayed away from home day and night, finally came to his senses.

But 47 also knows that this matter is not just Frank's business, because if he likes to play with women, he will at most suffer a kidney disappearance surgery, rather than being issued a death notice like Frank.

This is clearly a trap, a trap targeting the Duwei Salvation Organization.

As expected, Frank should be being monitored by the Illuminati through some channel at this time.

And this kind of channel obviously cannot hide from the eyes of machines.

So what Duwei meant when he troubled him was to let him do what he was best at, which was to kill all those who were monitoring Frank.

Then all clues will disappear naturally.

47 silently put on the Bluetooth headset, listened to the clock chime coming from the headset, and walked towards the distance.

Sometimes, the reversal between prey and hunter only takes a moment.

The Illuminati would never have imagined that Du Wei had the advantage of the Camorra family, an artificial intelligence that could monitor the entire city.

If the size of the server farm can be expanded in the future, monitoring the entire world will not be a problem.

Of course, this is something.

Duwei, who left New York International Airport, met Karen at the pier who had left before them.

Standing on the pier, blowing the sea breeze, Karen looked at Du Wei with complicated eyes, his back to the rising sun.

He originally thought that the mission arranged by Winston was more like a warning against the Mysterious Society of Divine Providence.

After all, the possibility of breaking into the heavily guarded Scepter Tower and killing the three giants of the Divine Will and Mystery Society together with the Eternal Constant is extremely slim.

The most they can do is make the Divine Will and Mystery Society realize that they are not to be trifled with, thereby increasing their negotiating leverage.

As for Duwei and his team who carried out the mission, from Karen's point of view they were nothing more than cannon fodder sent in by Winston.

No matter how amazing Duwei's space parachuting plan is, he will still die in the Scepter Tower.

Because Winston and Karen, who were not optimistic about them from the beginning, have never disclosed key information. For example, the Big Three have inhuman bodyguards around them, and the Divine Will Secret Society once had a plan for human consciousness...

As a result, yesterday, he realized that the so-called brain cancer was probably just a disguise used by Du Wei to avoid being exposed.

He really didn't expect that Du Wei, who was sick and dying when he first met him, could actually complete one almost impossible task after another.

It's simply a miracle that the Secret Society of Divine Will, which countless people talked about, was so easily destroyed in Du Wei's hands!

He witnessed Du Wei participating in the mission with his own eyes.

This kind of Duwei seems quite unfamiliar to Karen.

Before this, he had always thought that Du Wei was at best an intelligent person with a good mind.

Karen was deeply moved and found that she, who had read countless people, had underestimated Du Wei in front of her from the first day.

So, why is such a strong guy willing to obey Winston's orders?

Is Du Wei's goal really what he said, hoping to use Winston's power to reconstruct a new killer organization?

Thousands of thoughts passed through Karen's mind, but in the end he showed his white teeth and said with a smile:

"Mr. Duwei, Sir Winston has been waiting for you for a long time."

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