Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

Wu Mian's words were quickly rejected by Nan Ci: "You are equipped with a mechanical spine and are a synthetic human being excluded from mainstream society. How can you become a detective and how can you live in the city?"

"I don't know, my memory has been lost!"

Multiple fragments flashed through Wu Mian's mind again.

Neon, rain and fog, skyscrapers, dark alleys, killers, biotechnology, artificial intelligence, layers of old signs and posters.

The scattered fragments pieced together a piece of information in Wu Mian's mind: "Before my accident, I was investigating the Jinma Group. I went to the backyard of this company!"

"Jinma Technology?" Nan Ci's eyes flashed with an elusive emotion: "What are you investigating?"

"I can't remember!" Wu Mian tried hard to recall what happened before: "Synths! They captured a lot of synths, and they seem to be conducting synthesis experiments... I only have so many memories!"

After hearing Wu Mian's words, Nan Ci's eyes twitched twice: "Are you sure you have seen those people who were arrested? Who are they? Male or female? How old are they? How many are there?"

"I don't know, my memory is very confusing."

Wu Mian felt that his thinking was like a ball of mud: "My memories are all scattered fragments, and I can't even recall what I was doing at the time, but I am definitely not from the Golden Horse Group. I remember wearing mercenaries."

The picture of clothes is to hide my identity!"

After hearing what Wu Mian said, Nan Ci turned around and left without hesitation.

Wu Mian caught a glimpse of Nan Ci disappearing at the door with his peripheral vision. He turned back and stared at the tattered ceiling and the starry sky outside, murmuring: "What on earth happened to me...?"

…

After Nan Ci left Wu Mian's room, he quickly walked to the other side of the garbage dump, pushed the door and entered a shack.

The white-haired old man standing in front of the operating table with a pair of mechanical legs and wearing glasses is called Uncle Min.

Before the purge of synthetic humans, he was once a world-famous inventor of mechanical limbs, but now he has become a wanted criminal arrested by the coalition government.

After Nan Ci entered the door, he looked at Uncle Min's back and said, "Uncle Min, I have something to talk to you about!"

"Don't make any noise!"

Uncle Min interrupted Nan Ci and stared at the mechanical arm made of scrap parts on the table.

As he connected the two wires together, the exposed clockwork and gears of the robotic arm slowly rotated, and the palm of the hand began to perform some simple movements.

"Bang!"

Three seconds later, the robotic arm emitted a puff of black smoke, then turned into scrap metal and smashed onto the table.

Uncle Min sighed, his eyes full of disappointment: "It's too difficult to build a robotic arm out of waste products. This kind of low-end chips and parts are still not enough."

"Uncle Min! I need your help with something!" Nan Ci had no intention of discussing his scientific research results with Uncle Min, and said quickly: "Er Niu and the others rescued a man from the garbage dump. His machine

His spine has been dug out, you must help me save him!"

"Can you live without a spine?" Uncle Min turned to look at Nan Ci and adjusted his glasses: "Who is he?"

Nan Ci shook his head: "I don't know! He claims to be a detective, and he is investigating the disappearance of synthetic people. He also said that he saw the kidnapped people. I suspect that my brother is also among them!"

"How do you want me to save it?" Uncle Min picked up the pipe on the table and lit it: "You have also seen the environment here. I can't even assemble the simplest mechanical arm, and the mechanical spine requires a lot of neuron interfaces.

, I can’t pinch it out of mud, right?”

"I know you have a way!" Nan Ci looked at Uncle Min seriously: "You must help me with this favor, otherwise, I will hand you over to the police of the coalition government! You should know how much they want to arrest you.

Is it up to you?"

"You're crazy! This kind of thing can't be said as a joke!" Uncle Min looked at Nan Ci with wide eyes, patted his mechanical leg and said: "Isn't your rebel organization providing shelter for synthetics?

Really? You see clearly, I am also a synthetic human!"

Nan Ci stood there with an unprecedented serious face: "Our protection is only for the weak! But you are not weak!"

"Crazy! Everyone in this world is crazy! Whether they are natural people or synthetic people!"

Uncle Min seemed frightened by Nan Ci's uncharacteristic appearance. He walked to the shelf next to him, took out a dusty iron box from underneath, and opened it to reveal the contents.

This box contains dense circuits and white bones, including cervical vertebrae, thoracic vertebrae, lumbar vertebrae, sacral vertebrae, and coccygeal vertebrae.

If you look closely, you will find that these bones are all made of ceramics.

Seeing Nan Ci looking at the things inside the box, Uncle Min explained: "This set of ceramic spines is what I prepared for myself. You know, the human body has a lifespan, and there will always be various kinds of things when we get old.

The shortcoming is that now titanium alloy, graphene and carbon fiber are all controlled materials. This set of ceramic exoskeleton has not been tested yet and is stronger than human bones. It is just a cheap substitute."

Nan Ci didn't care about this: "Can it be used?"

Uncle Min shrugged his shoulders: "There has never been a precedent for using ceramics to make mechanical skeletons in the world. I can't guarantee its reliability. This is why I haven't replaced it yet, but this is also the only way we can use it."

Materials, I want to remind you that the spine involves too many nerves and blood vessels, and the fatality rate of this kind of surgery is as high as 70%."

…

Five minutes later, Nan Ci led Uncle Min into Wu Mian's room, walked to Wu Mian first, and turned him over.

Wu Mian's eyes turned and his neck tilted to one side: "What are you going to do!"

Uncle Min ignored Wu Mian's cry, walked to the bed and saw a gap in his back. The corners of his mouth twitched for a long time, as if he had seen something terrible: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How is this possible?"

Nan Ci frowned: "What's wrong?"

"His bones are all independent, and the blood vessels have been modified to completely become a closed circulatory system, and even each rib has an independent neuron interface.

In other words, in addition to its supporting role, his spine will not affect the body at all. The most important thing is that an additional layer of skin grown in the body is implanted on both sides of his spine to prevent germs from invading the body.

Infection of internal organs!

This is beyond the scope of synthetic humans! This is an unknown! Brand-new technology!”

Uncle Min breathed rapidly: "How is this possible! How can this kind of technology exist in this world! Theoretically, this makes no sense at all!"

Only then did Nan Ci discover that there was no blood flowing out of the gap in Wu Mian's back, and the muscles and internal organs inside could not even be seen. Instead, it was covered by another layer of skin, and the ends of the 24 ribs were exposed in this skin.

Come out, it is covered with VGA interfaces common in electronic products.

Nan Ci had seen many synthetic humans, but this was the first time she had seen electronic interfaces installed on human bones. She asked Uncle Min, "Can your spine be used on him?"

Uncle Min, an old scholar, saw that Wu Mian's body was like a vulture attracted to carrion. He called Nan Ci aside and whispered with bright eyes: "Interesting! This is so interesting! His body structure is very strange! Instead of saving him, he

Instead of keeping him alive, let me dissect him! This would be more meaningful!"

Nan Ci frowned and looked at Uncle Min: "We are not lunatics who unite the government and oligarchic companies, let alone conduct human experiments! You have no other choice but to save people! I can distinguish between anatomy and surgery, if you do anything

Damn it, I promise to let you be buried with him!"

"It's really boring to communicate with you roughnecks who don't understand science." Uncle Min's interest dropped by half: "Go to my room and bring me the white box. I'm going to prepare for the operation.

"

After Nan Ci delivered what Uncle Min needed, he went outside to wait.

The stars and moon dispersed, and the radiance of the morning sun splashed across the earth.

Nan Ci, who had been standing outside the door all night, heard footsteps coming from behind. He turned to Uncle Min and asked, "How is it? The operation went smoothly..."

Nan Ci's words were only half spoken before he stopped abruptly because behind Uncle Min, Wu Mian had already followed him out of the room.