Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Meng Chao didn't go home directly.

By coincidence, he went all the way down the stairs to another ward.

In this 50-storey inpatient building, the top two floors are single luxury suites. There are TVs, refrigerators, sofas, reception rooms, separate toilets and bathing facilities in the wards. Apart from the faint smell of disinfectant, it has nothing to do with hotels. Big difference.

From the forty-eighth floor down are the general wards of various departments.

But general wards are also graded.

Expensive single room, although there is no refrigerator, sofa and living room, at least it has independent bathroom equipment.

There are also double rooms and triple rooms, which can guarantee the most basic dignity of patients.

There are more six-person rooms, eight-person rooms and ten-person rooms.

In theory, ten people is the limit.

But after Dragon City crossed, because of material instability, cell mutation and virus infection, there were many more people suffering from various malignant diseases than in the Earth era.

Coupled with the monster attack, it caused all kinds of secondary disasters, such as house collapse, fire, and corrosive gas burning the lungs, etc., which made the major public hospitals overcrowded.

In a standard ten-person room, there are often twenty or thirty people, packed full like sardine cans.

Some patients really can't wait for the hospital bed, so they can only temporarily add extra beds in the corridors and stairwells-just for this, they need to beg hard and have a certain way.

Now is the time to allow sick visits.

Meng Chao randomly found a floor, opened the door and entered.

Both sides of the long and narrow corridor were crowded with makeshift hospital beds. Skeleton-like bodies were wrapped in crumpled sheets. Even the strong smell of disinfectant could not conceal the smell of decay and death.

Beside the nurse's desk, a pair of plainly dressed parents were discussing something sadly.

Meng Chao listened to his ears, it turned out that their child was seriously ill, and there was no bed in the cheapest ten-person room in the hospital. There was only one bed left in the expensive single room that could not be reimbursed. The two had to break up under the urging of the nurse. Start with the problem of calculating medical expenses and hospitalization expenses.

Next to the nurse's desk, the door of a ten-person room was open.

Meng Chao glanced inside, and found that the cramped ten-person room had been divided into twenty or thirty honeycomb-like compartments with thin curtains.

It's mixed sex here.

The patient's groans and excretion, the stench of rotting flesh and excrement, as well as the weeping and sighing of the family members, all of them gathered into a whirlwind that the curtain could not resist, rushing towards Meng Chao.

Some patients and family members simply gave up on themselves and did not even close the curtains, so he saw grotesque and incomplete bodies that seemed more ferocious than monsters.

Meng Chao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let the rancid whirlwind cleanse his nerves and awaken the memories of the past.

Humans are animals that are good at forgetting.

Ever since he was a child, Meng Chao had accompanied his mother to the hospital many times. If he was going to be hospitalized, his mother would defy all opinions and insist on living in a ten-person room.

In other words, Meng Chao is actually very used to this environment, and even used to be a member here.

However, ever since he awakened his extraordinary power and was able to send his mother to the "Qingsang Medical Center", in the past six months, Meng Chao has gotten used to the bright and clean windows, the fresh air, the polite and patient nurses, and the gentle and polite doctors. Professionalism in the medical environment too.

The memory of the past ten years gradually faded away, and now when he mentioned the hospital, he would think of the Qingsang Medical Center—at least it was Xie Xiaolei's stay, the appearance of a single luxury suite.

It wasn't until he stood here, his nostrils filled with the breath exhaled by dozens of patients, and he heard the quarrel between the patient's family members and nurses, and the sound of people peeing, farting, moaning, and sobbing behind the curtain, that he suddenly remembered Well, it turns out that most of the hospitals in Dragon City look like this.

"Takano...is this the 'Fireworks on Earth' you want to see?"

Meng Chao had mixed feelings, silently trying to figure out Gao Ye's mental state.

Perhaps Takano is right.

Humans are never equal.

Life is by no means priceless.

Human life and dignity can be measured, and measured with considerable precision.

This kind of ten-person ward, after reimbursement, requires the citizens to bear the hospitalization fee, which is about 24 yuan per day.

If it is a six-person room, it is about fifty-two yuan a day.

The price of a double room and a single room will soar to more than two hundred yuan.

And Xie Xiaolei's single luxury suite costs 2,550 yuan a day.

The VIP suites in Qingsang Medical Center are naturally more expensive.

Fifty-two minus twenty-four is twenty-eight dollars.

Twenty-four minus two thousand five hundred and fifty is two thousand five hundred and twenty-six.

In other words, the value of human dignity fluctuates between about 28 yuan and 2,526 yuan.

As much as you are willing to pay, you can have as much dignity as you want.

As the pace of conquering other worlds is gradually accelerating, the cultivation system is becoming more and more perfect, and the strong are constantly breaking through the limits of life. Will the gap between people become wider?

Should be.

At least, in Meng Chao's past life memory fragments, the dragon city powerhouse decades later already possessed the power comparable to gods and demons, far from being able to catch up with ordinary people with hard work.

As the gap between people continues to widen, will the treatment they enjoy become more and more different?

This is also of course.

Don’t use past life memory fragments, let’s take the present as an example. As far as Meng Chao knows, many forces are developing higher-end medical equipment and technology. There is a medical room that is completely made of the highest-grade spar, which is equivalent to the medical room that Meng Chao used to treat. The "Lanyuan Mother Stone Mine" can form a magical spiritual magnetic force field, resonate with the magnetic field of human life, and maximize the self-healing ability of cells.

No matter how serious the injury is, staying in such a medical room can heal without medicine.

Of course, the cost of using this kind of medical room is also astronomical.

The patients living in the harsh environment in front of them in the "Ten Room" may not be able to enjoy the crystal clear super medical room for the rest of their lives.

Even Xie Xiaolei's single-person apartment is beyond the dreams of ordinary people.

When Gao Ye saw this scene countless times, what would he think in his heart?

"Since the blood of the strong should be shed for the weak, why can't the strong build some spacious inpatient wards for the weak, at least to maintain the most basic dignity of the weak?"

Meng Chao's ugly face once again appeared in front of Meng Chao's eyes.

It wasn't until now that Meng Chao realized that there was a faint sarcasm on Gao Ye's face.

It wasn't until Tu Qiong saw it that the sarcasm turned into resentment.

Meng Chao sighed, turned and left.

When he passed the nurse's desk again, he found that the frowning parents just now were arguing with the nurse.

It turned out that when they finally made up their minds to let their child live in a single ward, the single ward had already been taken away by other patients because of too long hesitation.

On the way home, Meng Chao was always thinking about Gao Ye's mental state.

He was also thinking about how, decades later, the gap between people was getting bigger and bigger, and the classes were gradually torn apart, how would Dragon City usher in its own doomsday.

Maybe it's because of my thoughts.

Back home, Meng Chao received a very strange email.

Meng Chao has an official website account on the largest live broadcast platform in Longcheng. He has inherited many fans from "Crying and Killing God", and handed it over to Yan Feirou's team to operate it. The exposure rate is quite good. Leaving aside the navy and zombie fans, Hundreds of enthusiastic emails are received every day.

This email was sent directly to the SMS mailbox of the rather private account that Meng Chao used in high school.

The sender's name is: Dr. Sandworm.

Meng Chao stared at the name for a long time, held his breath, and clicked on the email.

Inside is the experiment log of the last half month.

Contains a large amount of experimental data, as well as detailed diagrams and bioneural current scans.

There are also changes in Takano's self-perception.

"April 28, Era 56

The growth rate of the internal organs is faster than I imagined, and the wound can be completely healed immediately. The powerful self-healing ability of annelids is of great value for further research. If it can be possessed on the human body, and a human being capable of regeneration of severed limbs can be prepared, it will be Greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of Dragon City.

April 30, New Era 56

A brand-new nervous system brings a brand-new thinking experience. The ten times thicker nerve cord plus myelin sheath plus independent nerves make me have the ability to process multi-threaded overclocking. I feel that I have never been so smart Pass.

May 1, New Era 56

It was my biggest negligence that I failed to prepare a few pairs of tentacles for this body. You must know that the first spark of human civilization was ignited by the liberated upper limbs of the apes.

However, there's no need to actually concoct a few pairs of octopus-like tentacles.

In the next stage of evolution, as long as some tough nerve clusters can be evolved and connected to the robotic arm, it will be fine.

I was so stupid in the past, there was no need to worry about whether the body was flesh and blood or a machine.

Only the soul is the only evidence to prove human beings.

May 3, New Era 56

The damn phantom pain, I didn't expect that after the consciousness shifted, it would still linger, and it was even more serious than before.

I always think that I am still a human being, with hands, feet and a head.

These non-existent limbs remind me of their existence all the time without severe pain.

Perhaps it was because of the incompatibility between the human soul and the monster's nerves. With the improvement of computing power and mental power, the pain also increased tenfold. My soul seemed to be soaked in strong acid, and I couldn't bear it for even half a second.

It seems that it makes sense for human beings' nerves and souls to be kept in a semi-sealed state.

If you want to get a ten times stronger soul, you have to pay a ten times more tragic price.

But that's fine too.

At least I discovered another fatal problem of consciousness transmission technology, phantom pain, which I had never thought of.

I hope my computing power and mental power can last long enough.

I have to beat the Phantom Pain before it beats me.