Full-time Doctor

"Compulsory order...the deep sea state is lifted."

"...Heart rate 73, high pressure 93, low pressure 65... the signs are safe..."

"...Start the wake-up procedure..."

A weak pulse of electric shock awakened Wu Chenghe. He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying in the warm and viscous liquid, yelling subconsciously, only a dull whine sound from his throat.

what happened? Shouldn't I be bombed to death? Wu Chenghe's brain was blank, and his consciousness remained at the moment of the explosion—the Libyan field hospital, hysterical terrorists, the shock wave of the shaking ground...

The entire reception hall was almost razed to the ground, how could he survive? Has Destiny finally opened his gold finger to him?

The liquid immersed in him was quickly evaporating, the liquid level dropped, and it dried up quickly. Wu Chenghe took off the respirator from his mouth and gasped, and found himself wearing a silver-gray jumpsuit lying in a rectangular box that looked like a coffin. The lid of the box was a translucent membrane. You could see through the membrane. Not very bright light. He raised his hand and tried to poke with his fingertips, the membrane made a slight "pop" sound, burst like a soap bubble, and disappeared.

The noisy sirens instantly rushed into the eardrums, and Wu Chenghe's brain "buzzed-", and it took a long time to slowly hear the content of the alarm. It was a mechanical female voice: "Orange alarm, orange alarm, D boarding." The entrance has been forcibly landed by an unidentified intruder. All passengers are released from the deep sea state. Please do not leave the dormant cabin, fasten your seat belts, and wait for further instructions from the system."

Wu Chenghe was slightly dizzy. He climbed out of the "coffin" and found himself standing in a long and narrow hall. The hall was five or six meters wide and very long. There were hundreds of silver-gray "coffins" neatly placed on both sides. , Just like the one he just stayed in, like a big warehouse.

Where is this? Why am I here? Wu Chenghe couldn't figure it out at all. The floor was shaking slightly, a bit like on an airplane. He staggered and walked a few steps and saw people lying in the adjacent long boxes, and their faces could be seen through the semi-transparent membrane.

There was something wrong with the height of his sight, it seemed to be shorter... Wu Chenghe was surprised and inexplicably stretched out his hands in front of his eyes, and was surprised to find that he was a little smaller, and when he looked at his feet, it seemed that he was also two points smaller. After two seconds, a strange thought suddenly appeared. Thunder thundered into his mind-it didn't seem to be his body!

Brain transplant? Mechanization? Crossing? Is this golden finger enlarged? Rao is Wu Chenghe who is imaginative and good at brain replenishment. He was also stunned. He touched his body with his hands, and he became more sure that this is not his body—this body is thin and small, not more than 1.7 meters tall, and weighs not more than fifty. Five kilograms does not seem to be an adult at all. But he is obviously 28 years old and has served in the UN peacekeeping force for two years!

Wu Chenghe is going crazy!

Not allowing him to calm down, the harsh alarm sounded again, and then, a rugged male voice replaced the previous mechanical female voice, "Good evening, dear passengers, the public spacecraft'Mayflower' you are riding on has been revolutionized by freedom. The army has taken over, please don't panic, we will have a pleasant journey in the next time!"

Free Revolutionary Army? As a peacekeeper, Wu Chenghe had never heard of this name, so isn't this the earth?

And what is a "public spaceship"?

"Red alert, red alert." The female voice of the machine reminded again, "Attention all passengers, all passengers, please note that the sleep has been fully lifted, everyone please move in the direction indicated by the orange arrow, and gather in the central lobby within ten minutes. Repeat, This ship has been fully taken over by the Free Revolutionary Army. Please be sure to follow all their instructions and do not make senseless resistance to avoid casualties."

"Is it the Free Revolutionary Army?!" A fat man crawled out of the dormant cabin next to Wu Chenghe, with a look of horror in his eyes, "God, we are hijacked by terrorists, call the police!" He trembled and stretched out his left hand, too. I don't know how to do it, the palm of my hand flashed brightly, and a light blue phosphor screen appeared, and a red X was displayed on the screen.

"God! The Internet is blocked!" The fat man screamed, "No signal at all!"

Other people crawled out of the dormant cabin one after another. They reacted similarly to the fat man. First they screamed in horror, then lit various light screens in their palms, and then looked at the red cross on it and screamed desperately. .

Wu Chenghe didn't care about despair at all, he was already out of horror-what kind of technique is this? Holographic screen? Isn't that a scene that only appeared in science fiction films? Such a powerful technology is not even used by the military on a large scale now, how can it be popularized by the private sector?

Or... it's not "now" anymore?

Wu Chenghe instantly joined the ranks of despair-dormant cabins, semi-permeable membranes, self-evaporating mucus, a holographic screen with one hand, everything shows that this is an era in which the development of science and technology far exceeds the 21st century!

Mother, am I traveling to the future world?

It’s good not to be killed, but being hijacked as soon as you cross it is totally cheating, do you want to die again? Wu Chenghe was dumbfounded.

However, the brutal "Free Revolutionary Army" did not give him time to digest the information. Amid the noisy voices, the alarm sounded again: "Repeat the alarm. All passengers must rush to the central hall within ten minutes. Please move. Line up along the orange arrow to avoid trampling. Five minutes have passed, and now it’s a five-minute countdown, four minutes and fifty-nine seconds, four minutes and fifty-eight seconds..."

A line of bright orange holographic arrows floated in the air, indicating the direction of the central hall. Everyone looked at each other, showing helpless and panic expressions, and slowly lined up and walked forward along the arrows.

Wu Chenghe walked out of the dormant cabin in the middle of the crowd, and entered the central hall along a silver-gray aisle. It was a bit like an opera house. The upper and lower floors were densely lined with silver-gray metal seats. On a small platform, several sturdy men in dark-green military uniforms were standing on the platform, watching the passengers rushing in like hungry wolves watching the fresh meat.

Wu Chenghe was thin and small. He lowered his head and mixed in the crowd, completely inconspicuous. He quickly found a seat near the corner and sat down.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am sorry for causing you a small shock." The first dark-skinned terrorist raised his voice, "Please don't panic. Now the Mayflower is officially taken over by the Free Revolutionary Army. We will Protect your personal safety to the utmost extent."

The passengers looked at each other in panic and whispered. The fat man beside Wu Chenghe was a little trembling: "The Free Revolutionary Army...these lunatics who kill people without blinking...Oh my God! Poor people like me don't even have the value of kidnapping and extortion, they Will definitely throw me into space like trash, woooo..." He became more and more scared as he talked, sobbing in a low voice.

Just after being bombed by a human flesh bomb in Libya, he boarded the robber’s thief ship. Wu Chenghe was in a much worse mood than he was at the moment, but out of the doctor’s morals, he comforted him softly: "Relax, take a deep breath, you have to faint. Don’t worry, someone will come to rescue us soon after such a large-scale kidnapping, but before that, you have to make sure that you are alive.”

His words seemed to have some kind of calming magic. The fat man looked at his eyes and adjusted his breathing according to the rhythm he instructed. He miraculously calmed down, his pupils slowly dilated, and his expression was dreamlikely relaxed: " You are right, I have to live first, you are right." While muttering to himself, he held his hand tightly with an expression of "Mom, don't leave me".

what's the situation? Wu Chenghe felt a little strange. Has my hypnosis skills improved again?

At this time the black kidnappers said: "Quiet! We are the Free Revolutionary Army, a democratic armed force set up to oppose the dictatorship of the Yuanhang Army. We are from citizens and we will never do anything to harm citizens. Please don't worry, as long as You will not make unnecessary resistance, and we will ensure your safety to the greatest extent."

It turned out to be the space version of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang... Wu Chenghe roughly inferred that this is an authoritarian country ruled by the "Expeditionary Army". These guys are making a revolution. They just don’t know why the revolution hijacks the plane and kills the rich and the poor? Or terror and awe?

As if to answer his question, the black version of Chen Sheng OR Wu Guang went on to say: "The purpose of our operation is not aimed at you. You will be sent to the nearest space port soon. We are not kidnapping or extorting, our There is only one goal—"

Hearing that they could survive, everyone calmed down and looked at him in panic and expectation. The black man paused and said, "On this ship, there is a special guest. His father is the highest commander of the expeditionary army-Hanni. Star puller. Now, our requirements are very simple, as long as this special guest stands up, others will be free immediately!"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and a bold middle-aged man trembled and said: "Big brother, big brother, as long as you connect to the main control system of this ship, you can find the list of all passengers. I, I think you can find it easily. he."

The black bird's eyes swept over the speaker and said: "It's a pity that his name is not on the passenger list."

"Then he shouldn't be on this ship? Could you make a mistake?"

"The information is accurate. He is on this ship. Among you, he just used a fake identity." The black man scanned the audience, "Then, respected Mr. Hannibal, for the safety of everyone, please stand up. ."

The passengers looked around eagerly, and Wu Chenghe couldn't help but look around. However, ten minutes later, the noise in the center hall became louder and louder, but no one stood up.

"Very well, it seems that Mr. Hannibal is not as brave as his great father." The black man grinned and said, "Then let us help him." He strode off the platform and suddenly grabbed I took a thin blonde girl in the front seat, pulled her by the hair and pulled her onto the platform. With a move of her right hand, a shiny silver pistol was pointed at her temple, "I count to ten, if no one is there yet. Stand up and I will blow her head!"

The girl screamed in horror, and the black raised her voice: "There are 426 passengers here, Mr. Hannibal, if you stand up, they can all live, but if you insist on being a coward, everyone I'm going to be buried with you, of course, you won't be able to live by yourself!"

A fierce noise broke out in the hall, and Wu Chenghe also became anxious. If the legendary official second generation is a gangster, then everyone will give him back. As a freshly released traverser, he has a big explosion in Libya. It’s not easy to survive, but I don’t want to be shot down by the kidnappers.

After all, can he wear it back?

As for whether he would be the second generation official, Wu Chenghe didn't think much about it. After all, the chance of a one in four hundred and twenty-six is ​​still relatively slim.