Chapter 47 Surrogacy Factory

Shen Ti's words caused An Wu Jiao to briefly change his state.

It didn't feel good, like a hand holding the heart valve, peeling off half of it, and throwing it to his mutilated other half.

"Together?"

When An Wujiu repeated the four words, his expression was a little confused.

So Shen Ti immediately discovered that his state had changed.

But in the next instant, An Wu Jiu laughed, the corners of his mouth curved to make people unconsciously terrified. He lowered his head and opened the game panel while talking.

"You're right, I'm not that stingy either. The fun of chaos, it's boring to be monopolized by one person."

After buying the bullet, he grabbed it with his right hand, lowered his head to quickly and skillfully changed the bullet, then raised his eyes and smiled at Shen Ti, "However, I don't like a tentative guy like you."

"It's not over."

When the words fell, An Wujiu raised his spear, crossed Shen Ti's body and hit a monster that had reappeared.

Shen Ti didn't know whether An Wujiu's last words were aimed at the monster behind him or him.

But the words inevitably had an impact on him.

Would you like to try a straight-forward strategy?

"It appeared again." Wu You looked at the monsters, so he also exchanged a weapon from his panel, which was the machine gun that An Wu Jiu said should be exchanged.

The fire that had been burning for a while seemed to be extinguished by an invisible damp cloth, and the charred bodies of those twisted monsters burst open immediately, and countless pink and tender tentacles were born from them, and the top of each tentacle was a sheet full of Fang Fang's mouth opened, and mucus overflowed from the gap between the teeth, making a sharp whistle.

The voice was like viscous syrup, sticking in the throat, making it inaudible, like a repeated language they were unfamiliar with.

Wu You is a little rusty with machine guns, he is not very good at using it, and his accuracy is poor. This is the first time in his short life that he has killed something. The monster in front of him fell down, and the splash of mucus made him nauseous.

The tentacles continued to spawn forward, faster than they thought. Shen Ti threw the incendiary bombs that had not been used up before, creating a wall of fire with precision.

Here comes the opportunity.

An Wujiu needed continuous firing of weapons, he shouted at Wu You, "Give me the gun!"

Wu You was about to throw the gun, but a thick tentacle covered with synovial fluid quickly stabbed An Wu Jiu, who was sideways, through the fire wall.

"Be careful!"

An Wu Jiu turned his head, one second before the huge tentacles attacked him, a wooden sword flashing with golden light appeared and cut off the tip of the tentacles.

It is Nanshan's sword.

Nan Shan seals Yujian with both hands, her lips are extremely pale, "You go to the other side first, I will break it later!"

Going back is not an option either.

An Wu Jiu frowned, this place is different from the first two floors, it is not a circular corridor, even if they retreat, it will be a dead end.

Is it really necessary to annihilate these monsters before the door leading to the large room in the middle is opened?

“What did you find over there?” An Wujiu asked Josh.

Josh replied in a panic, "Only one ball was found. It's made of metal. It's very small. It's at Nanshan's."

"Metal ball?"

Not the kind of clues that solved the puzzle before.

Wu You guessed that these monsters are supernatural products, and only Nanshan can compete with them on the field. His peach wood sword can ward off evil spirits, which may be really useful.

But at this time, he was worried about Nan Shan's physical strength. If Zhong Yirou was used as a reference, Nan Shan should have been completely unconscious at this time. He was using a spell to forcibly overdraw his physical strength.

This peach wood sword is indeed slaying demons and slaying demons now, but without Nanshan, this is a fake sword that cuts grass constantly.

As Wu You thought, Nan Shan obviously felt powerless. When chanting the mantra, the mantra was scattered and could not be condensed. And those tentacles that were cut open in front of them gave birth to many new tentacles, and it was almost endless.

An Wu Jiu is still aiming at the gun, he wants to know where the vital points of these monsters are.

head?

But even though he was hit by a shot, he was still able to act.

Neither are tentacles.

The wall of fire blocked the monster and also interfered with his vision.

"No blame!" Josh grabbed him and ran back, "Come on! They're coming!"

"You can't hold it!" Wu You was reluctant to leave. He held a machine gun and fired at the monsters behind the fire wall.

"Don't worry about me," Nan Shan's face was pale, her trembling hands were holding the knot in front of her chest, "Children can't risk their lives..."

He didn't finish speaking, he took a half step back as if he couldn't resist the power, the peach wood sword in the air also stagnated for a few seconds, and finally did not recover, the golden light instantly extinguished, and the wooden sword fell straight to the ground.

But it didn't really land.

With a toe pick, the peach wood sword rebounded and rose, and was finally held by a black gloved hand.

"Nan Shan, lend it to me."

With the hilt of the sword in his palm, Shen Ti only felt that a huge resistance was transmitted from the wooden sword to his body, and even the blood could feel the vibration.

Incompatible, but can be tamed.

But soon, the ringing stopped, and a new force flowed back into the sword along the wooden handle.

"Watch out for the tentacles!"

The tentacle hit the red dot on his forehead, and was cut off by Shen Ti with a peach wood sword just before it touched it.

An Wu Jiu frowned immediately.

Why does this wooden sword take effect in his hands?

Shen Ti didn't know how to use the sword, but he just observed the moves of the Taomu sword in the air, and quickly imitated and reproduced it. The beheading speed became faster and more ruthless.

At the same time, the palm of his hand holding the sword seemed to have a wound open, bleeding out, and the bright red blood flowed along the sword body and reached the tip of the sword.

The peach wood sword immediately burst into light, but it was not the golden light that appeared when Nanshan Yujian was used, but a scarlet light mist.

Those tentacles that split immediately after being cut off actually exploded when they touched the scarlet mist, leaving only the fragmented tentacles and splashing mucus.

At the moment of the turning point, Nanshan gradually lost consciousness, and in front of his eyes there was only the dim red firelight and the chaotic green of mucus.

Before he fell, Wu You caught him behind him.

At the moment when Nan Shan's body was tilted, An Wu Jiu's eyes caught a small ball shining with metallic luster, which was falling from Nan Shan's pocket, fell to the ground, and started to roll.

An Wu Jiu tried to pick up the ball, but his eyes followed the ball for a long time.

Suddenly he noticed a problem.

Josh was very surprised, An Wu Jiu clearly saw the metal ball, why didn't he pick it up.

"No blame?" He prepared to bend over to pick it up.

"Wait." An Wujiu stopped him, "Don't move."

He just stood there, watching the ball roll toward the ordering service channel, rolling farther and farther, without showing any signs of stopping.

"No blame, why don't you pick it up?"

"Because the ball should have stopped."

An Wu Jiu only gave him an inexplicable sentence.

What's the meaning?

An Wujiu squatted down, put one knee on the floor, and pressed his palm to the ground, as if he was observing something.

"But it didn't stop."

The entire baby-making factory consists of "honeycombs" built against walls and production lines. The various sections of the assembly line are connected together like a small maze.

A melodious piano music is playing in the space.

But to Yang Erci's ears, this is no different from the way humans massage and listen to music to cattle in order to eat more delicious beef.

She looked up and couldn't find a place to play music. Surprisingly, she didn't find a surveillance camera either.

[Provide you with the most private and safest service. ]

In the middle of the piano music, some such vocal announcements will be inserted from time to time, which is probably the advertisement of this surrogacy factory, which is used to give psychological hints to the "customers" who come to order and visit the assembly line.

Yang Erci's current position is at the beginning of the production line, that is, the concentrated waiting area for conception.

This is a conveyor belt that rolls forward slowly, with a guarded robot standing on the right, and a long flow table on the left. The table is clean and conveys the pregnant mother.

But it was isolated by glass, and Yang Erci couldn't touch it.

Each of them stood on the orderly round platform of the conveyor belt, and they were transported in a single queue to a huge transparent cabin, which contained many robotic arms that were only operating.

According to the instruments attached to these robotic arms and their operating procedures, that is where the fertilized embryos are transferred into their bodies.

Looking back, Yang Erci noticed some anomalies. Those "beehives waiting to be born" that she thought would surround and leave no gaps were not fully built, and there was a blank wall in the corner behind her.

No, not blank.

She saw some English words on the wall, like door signs.

There is a hidden door there.

Yang Erci squinted, trying to recognize the English on it.

power distribution……

[Provide you with the most private and safest service. ]

This voice appeared again, disrupting Yang Erci's thoughts.

Looking away, she turned her head.

There are different women in front and back of Yang Erci, wearing outdated clothes, and his white coat looks out of place in it. Although everyone has different faces, they all seem to have lost their souls, neither speaking nor responding.

Most of these women are of Southeast Asian faces, with obvious facial features, and many Caucasian looks. There are relatively more black people and few East Asian people, so Yang Erci saw Zhong Yirou's back at a glance. Not far in front of her, her loose black curly hair had an anachronistic and vibrant beauty in this place.

Like these women, Zhong Yirou seems to be just a consignment product, but at least she didn't faint. Yang Erci looked at them, and there were seven women between them.

Strangely, the back of her neck hurt. Yang Erci reached out and touched it, and at the same time glanced at the back of the neck of the previous woman.

Numbering.

There is a series of numbers on the back of her neck, and even a slightly raised square.

Yang Erci touched it, it was probably a chip.

At the same time, she found that whenever they were teleported a distance of about thirty centimeters, a horizontal red laser would appear in the sky, like a border, a door.

When they penetrated the laser, the laser also penetrated the back of their necks, scanning the chips on the necks.

[In the information input, the total number of transplants to be transplanted: 54, the number of people who passed: 54, there are no omissions. ]

Listening to this information, Yang Erci's conjecture was verified.

The conveyor belt continued to move forward slowly. Before long, Zhong Yirou, who was in front, was about to be sent to the embryo transfer cabin.

Yang Erci felt a little flustered, and she forced herself to calm down.

Insert the advertising word again in the piano piece.

[Provide you with the most private and safest service. ]

If it is recorded with a chip, will these artificial intelligences have the function of face recognition and scanning?

She stretched out her hand and shook it in front of the robot in front of her, without getting any interaction.

After passing through several 30cm laser lines in a row, the next one was coming soon. Seeing that he was about to move before the red laser, Yang Erci took a step back after thinking and got down from the round platform.

The red laser scanned the circular platform and sent a buzzing alarm, and the robot beside it also started to move. It raised an arm, and the mechanical finger emitted a blue laser, which seemed to be tracking the position of the chip.

Yang Erci felt that something was wrong. She took a step forward, and the blue laser shot almost penetrated her body. Fortunately, she dodged in time, and the laser missed the target and finally hit the glass baffle on the left side of Yang Erci.

The glass baffle shattered.

The red laser on the top scanned Yang Erci's body again, the buzzing stopped, and the robot retracted its arm.

After scanning the remaining people in a row:

[In information input, the total number of transplants to be transplanted: 50, the number of people who have passed: 50, there are no omissions. ]

Yang Erci understood what the so-called "privacy" and "safety" in the advertisement meant.

Because there won't be any images of their surrogacy factory going public.

They specifically only use chips to record numbers and information, without artificial intelligence for monitoring and visual scanning.

There is no airtight wall in the world, unless the wall itself does not exist.

She took a deep breath, stared at Zhong Yirou's back not far away, and then, just like before, under the premise that the robot would move, she left the round platform and took two steps back.

As expected, the robot tracked where the chip moved, raised its hand to attack, and Yang Erci returned to the round table one second before the blue light appeared. The blue light hit the glass plate as before, cracking but not shattering.

The moment after passing the detection of the red line, Yang Erci raised her leg and kicked the crack on the glass baffle with one foot, and the glass shattered and spattered instantly.

The next red line is just one point away.

She quickly picked up the nearest piece of debris and held it tightly in her hand.

After passing the red line, reach back with your hand and slash the skin of the back of your neck along the raised line. Blood trickled down her fingers, dripping onto the clean and orderly conveyor belt.

Being transported forward continuously, Yang Erci kept seeing new scenes.

In the transparent transfer chamber, a skinny woman was transferred a full five embryos, which is their way of ensuring the survival rate of the embryos, and then cutting and discarding other unwanted embryos before delivery.

In the production cabin at the other end, a sharp scalpel at the top of the robotic arm cut open a woman's stomach, which was smooth and seemed to have no resistance.

It's like cutting a cake with a hidden surprise, slicing a ripe fig.

Yang Erci released her right hand, and the glass fell. She pressed the wound on the back of her neck, bent down, and moved her blood-stained hand to her mouth, learning the prayer method her father taught her back then, and kissed the chip.

She was very devout and kept praying in her heart that luck would come for someone.

But she wasn't pious enough, because her eyes were always looking at Zhong Yirou's back.

Zhong Yirou was less than two meters away from the embryo transfer cabin.

She's about to be put into it soon, with long needles penetrating mucous membranes and muscles and into the uterus...

time is limited.

Elegant piano music flutters over the orderly factory, and the only rioter is running towards the white invisible door under the watchful eyes of artificial intelligence.

The blood-stained chip stayed on the round table in her place, waiting to be scanned.

And Zhong Yirou, who lost her self-consciousness, entered the cabin and waited for conception.

An Wu Jiu followed the metal ball to the depths of the corridor, in the end, the metal ball seemed to be stuck by an invisible line on the ground and suddenly stopped.

Josh and Wu You followed the unconscious Nan Shan, "No blame."

An Wujiu didn't want to listen to his question, so he said it himself, "This floor is not a horizontal plane, you can't see it with the naked eye, but for this metal ball, such a slight inclination is enough for it to resist the frictional force, constantly Roll forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, as if the answer had been verified, the invisible line appeared and turned into a blood-coagulated line, like a boundary separating the gate of life and the gate of death.

An Wu Jiu looked in the direction they came from, but did not see Shen Ti.

"What about the others?"

He felt weird about himself asking such a question.

Josh also looked back, "Shen Ti just said, let's go first and follow you, he will stop later."

What a hero at this time.

"whatever."

An Wu Jiu bent down, lowered his head and picked up the metal ball that was still on the ground, in an instant, several green laser beams were emitted from the smooth ball, crisscrossing each other, and finally fixed into four up, down, left, and right, forming a rectangle.

The door opens.

Maybe it was because of familiarity, or maybe it was some kind of guidance, the first time the door opened, An Wugui saw the transparent circular cabin directly through the production line.

I also saw Zhong Yirou lying in the cabin. One robotic arm peeled off her clothes, and the tip of the other was connected to a long needle that was about to pierce her body.

Almost uncontrollably, a certain part of An Wu Jiu's body was awakening, and that force was forcing him to rush in.

Save her, hurry up.

Quick, that's my friend!

An Wu Jiu had a splitting headache and felt that his body was not under the control of his present self.

The next moment, goodwill broke through the confinement, and he finally rushed in.

However

[Provide you with the most private and

The piano music came to an abrupt end.

Everything in the bright and clean surrogacy factory was suddenly interrupted and plunged into a dead silence.