. "Not bad! It's me!" Tianxiang, who could still maintain a basic appearance, shook his head gently and sighed: "How is it? Are you doing well here?"

"Okay? Oh...and...and...and..." As long as you are not a fool, anyone can hear the bitterness and pain behind this sentence. But what can I do? Faced with such a situation, can Chen Zhiwen continue to make a big fuss and curse according to his temper? He will never forget how disdainful he was in the face of the jailer's suspicion and confession. He even spoke ill of him and threatened the other party with all his might. This is certainly a relief and safeguarding his due dignity. However, the result is dangerous. Some precious little lives were ruined in this dark and dark place. The prisoners had no freedom, especially those who were strictly guarded, and had no time for their own. They were often shackles and tied up, and even more so, they had to be paid attention to by the detention center at all times. Especially those who were repeatedly "careful" by the rulers, such as Chen Zhiwen, are increasingly valued by the prison guards. Therefore, except for being able to rest in the torture gap, he had no use to soothe pain at all. The dark dirt, nauseous and odorous urination, and the blood stains formed after the dry board... ...All the dirtiest things were fully reflected in him. Chen Zhiwen's eyes were intact, but they could not open them at all. The blood flowing from the wound on his head made the two eyelids that could be tied together as if they were tightly glued in the world and could not be separated. In order to find the exact direction where Tianxiang was and be able to see with his own eyes that brought him extremely painful but could not blame him, Chen Zhiwen could only use his hands to tightly hold his eyes tightly. He endured the heart-wrenching pain, gritted his teeth, and Pulling hard... Suddenly, in a clear sound like a crack, the eyes that had been closed for a long time finally emerged from the powerful split mouth, and a large amount of blood surged from the wound. The messy eyelashes, minced meat, and dry blood clots were washed away and spread to the face. It looked like a fishy cleaning with water. "Don't be so anxious, why bother?" Tianxiang watched the movement indifferently, without any intention of helping and comforting. He just stood there calmly. He said slowly in the gentlest tone: "Don't be anxious, we have time."

"Please... Please... Please... Let me go! I am willing to say everything I know... I just want you to let me go... " "Let you go? No problem." Tianxiang turned around with a smile, walked slowly to a wide wooden chair next to him, and sat back. He stared at the other party's eyes completely soaked in the bright red liquid, and looked for a long time. Then he said leisurely: "I'll ask you two questions now. As for whether your request can be met, it depends on the answer to the question. Whether you are life or death, you can choose for yourself. I will never force others to do so." "Let's live! I want to live!" Tianxiang's voice was not loud, and Chen Zhiwen's ears were also covered with various dirt. However, this did not affect his ability to understand this sentence with deep meaning. At the moment, he could hardly see too much resurrection, as if he was given a stimulant, and he agreed repeatedly.

"The question is very simple." Perhaps affected by the other party's emotions, Tianxiang couldn't help but smile a long-lost smile appeared on his cold face. He only heard him coughing lightly and asked slowly and clearly: "First: Is the actual function of that green energy cultivation tank really just for the treatment of injuries?" "Oh... this..." Hearing this, the prisoner, who was originally extremely happy, suddenly felt a hoarse voice. He never expected that what the other party asked was actually the biggest secret in his mind. For a moment, Chen Zhiwen couldn't help but feel a little stunned. He really didn't know how to answer this question.

"What? Don't you want to say it?" Tianxiang smiled and asked in the most peaceful tone: "Haha! Everyone is friends, and I won't force others to do anything. Since you don't think it's hard to say, you'd better not. I have time, take it slowly, and one day... I will be clear." "No! No! No! I don't mean that." Hearing this, the poor prisoner suddenly felt a burst of fear for no reason. He quickly resisted the severe pain from his eyes, with trembling and uncertain voices,

He said carefully: "This question... I remember... you have asked before, the answer... the answer... I told you... why... do you need me to repeat it again?" "Repeat? Of course, no." Tianxiang looked at Qin Guang beside him and said in a playful tone: "My memory has always been good. What I want to know now are the parts you should say but haven't said yet. How about it, my words are clear enough, right? Do you understand what I mean?"

"clear

A cold situation...

Tianxiang seemed to be careless about this. He turned his body to Qin Guang and covered it up with deliberateness, but from the perspective and perspective, he could clearly hear the tiny voice of the prisoner's location: "What else will be arranged later?"

"It's almost time to have a meal!" Qin Guang nodded understandingly and thought for a while: "I heard that the restaurant has a new canned insect meat that has just been successfully developed. The taste is very good. Otherwise, let's try it?" If someone asks Chen Zhiwen what is the most delicious thing he has ever eaten in his life. He will definitely answer without hesitation that it is canned insect meat. The delicious taste, tender taste, and rich aroma make it an unforgettable memory in his mind.

In addition, the amount of diet provided by the prison itself for prisoners is quite sparse, and he is always half-starved, so it is even more difficult to resist the temptation of food. You should know that physical pain can be relieved by future replacement surgery. The successful protest from the stomach bag is a huge torture that cannot be tolerated even if his strong will! At that moment, Chen Zhiwen almost started to cry. The simple words "Can canned meat insects" are simply the most cruel torture that he can't bear.

Unconsciously, the transparent saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth mixed with bright red blood soaked the dirty prison clothes in front of his chest.

"The actual function of the culture tank is not only for treatment, but also for renewing human cells... and reducing energy loss..." After hesitating for a long time, the poor prisoner finally made the final judgment under the fierce inner weight of the trade-offs. Food eventually became the key to the decision of the victory and defeat in this tug-of-war.

"Renew the human cells? Reduce energy consumption?" Although he had guessed the answer, Tianxiang was still a little surprised. He couldn't help but ask repeatedly: "What do you mean is that the culture tank can slow down human metabolism and slow down the speed of aging?" "...No...not that." Hearing this, Chen Zhiwen suddenly straightened his head and said clearly in a tone without any reservation: "You are wrong. In fact, it does not slow down Qingcheng's metabolism, but should replace the original metabolism. By injecting energy, all aging cells will be converted into a new state. In this way, the entire human body will be fully regenerated...

"Regeneration?" Qin Guang repeated the word and said suspiciously: "How is this possible?... Can you regeneration by lying in the cultivation trough? Could it be that you are also a regeneration body?" Such words are undoubtedly a joke. People with a little mind know that this is impossible at all. "I am not a regeneration body, but my body has indeed received the necessary energy replenishment." As if to clear the other party's questions, Chen Zhiwen, who was full of fatigue, explained: "I know its function from the knowledge instilled by the computer. To put it bluntly, the cultivation trough is actually a kind of wound specially designed to treat body modification. If you have enough energy... I also want to stay there for a while. After all, everyone wants to stay young at all times..." "Sure enough." Tianxiang and Tai Guang looked at each other, and both saw the surprise and relief in each other's eyes.

In fact, the specific function of the green cultivation tank was discovered when occupying the glorious base. The cultivation tanks that housed disabled people and some scattered information all vaguely explained that in addition to treatment, its actual function was obviously beyond people's imagination. Tianxiang has more than once suspected the unknown parts of it. Even the humanoid bodies found in it can be seen that muscles and fur are soft. Everything seems to indicate that with the cultivation tank, organisms can achieve rejuvenation. Of course, before today, everything was just a guess. Until Chen Zhiwen said it a few seconds before Tianxiang asked himself in his mind whether all this was possible.

Now, the facts are completely certain. However, Tianxiang's mood has not improved at all. He still has a few questions that have not been fully explained.

"How much energy does the culture trough need to renew human cells at one time?" "I don't know the specific numbers very well." Chen Zhiwen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "From the data, the energy required by the culture trough is an extremely huge number. There is a very ancient energy count that can be replaced. It is said that their unit is "k"."

“k?”

"Yes! "k" in the ancient English alphabet. This is the symbol used for energy representation." "So... how much does 1k... equal?" Tianxiang obviously didn't know this inexplicable unit of energy. He had to obtain a more practical concept.

"How to say... Taking the small high-energy battery that is matched in the cultivation tank as an example, based on its capacity, the energy is filled once, which should be equivalent to one-two percent k!" "So much? My God!" Qin Wen shouted in surprise: "It's really incredible. Such a huge energy is only one k? So, how much is it necessary to achieve the energy to completely rejuvenate a person?"

"... According to the information, it should be 10k..." Although the listener was quite prepared, he was still shocked by this inconsistent statement. You know, this is too different from the actual number he accepted in his mother's mind.

That small high-energy battery belongs to the original product left since ancient times. Therefore, its energy storage is far greater than that of similar products in Longcheng's current manufacturing. If it is converted into actual contrast, it should be between one to six and seven. In other words, if you want to use the cultivation tank to completely rejuvenate a person, you must use up at least thousands or even tens of thousands of batteries made by the Dragon Clan. "It's really... it's too crazy..." Tianxiang murmured. His heart was completely shocked by the huge number. But this is not all, and what Chen Zhiwen said next was even more unexpected.

"Not all humans can accept replacing cells with powerful energy. In fact, the number of humans that can be transformed is quite rare."

"What kind of humans can meet the charging requirements? Or who can be reborn?" Restrained the huge shock in his heart, Tianxiang asked. "...'Pathfinder' should be one of them. The remaining ones are probably Zhao Lun, the former ancient leader of the Asian Federation. It is said that direct descendants who are related to him can meet this transformation requirement."

"So it's him! No wonder!" Qin Guang nodded suddenly: "That's right. If this is the case, then everything before and after can make completely sense." Tianxiang did not speak or make any statement. In fact, he was thinking quickly how much energy it was needed to carry out a necessary transformation of his body again...

People are selfish. The "Pathfinder" is no exception.

"This question is here. I want to ask you another question." After a long time, he had been thinking about it, and he spoke again: "What method do you use to control ordinary transformers?" Chen Zhiwen obviously did not prepare much for this sudden question. He looked at Tianxiang who was asking questions in surprise, and after looking coldly for a long time, he sighed slowly: "It seems that all of us are in the same situation..."

"All the same? What does this mean?" "Hahahahahaha! Do you want me to say it more clearly?" The prisoner smiled nervously: "I mean, there is no difference between us in this regard. I have said it all about this. If you still don't understand, it's better to go back and take a look at my confession again."

"You mean...you don't have a better way to control it?" Qin Guang shouted in shock: "How is this possible?" "This is the fact." Chen Zhiwen stared into his eyes and said word by word: "I really didn't lie to you."

"What about the computer?" Tianxiang inserted: "What about the computer you are talking about? How does it use to control the modified biological humans? You won't even tell you this method, right?"

"Its method...hahahaha! Do you really don't know, or are you pretending to be confused?" Chen Zhiwen sighed helplessly: "Do you have no brains? Has no one ever thought about the problem?" "What's the problem?" Qin Guang asked.

"I have said that the computer has been around for a long time. It has a history of at least hundreds of years. Since it has become self-aware, it has been constantly capturing and transforming all humans that it has mastered. From a time perspective, it has been a long time... Do you know what the meaning is?" "I understand the time a little. Do you still remember the message sent by computer No. 1, that is the best explanation."
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