Vol 8 Chapter 37: V's umbilical cord

Before I can take advantage of it, the big guys came around again, "What's wrong with Panan?"
The members of the tribe are very anxious. I said in a few words that the current leader and the successor leader were all in a coma. This is not a joke. If it weren't for the deep friendship between Adkado and I, it would be right now. It's time to be spoken with a gun to his head.
"Don't worry, let me see the situation." We worked together to move Panan into the tent and lay on the bed. I took a horse and sat beside her, took out the data cable from my palm and connected it to the socket behind Panan's ear, and started to check the nerves. system.
Johnny squatted at the end of the bed, and the digital cloud smothered out of his nose. I asked him, was it the same way when medical soldiers rescued the wounded on the battlefield before?
"Which?"
"An anxious and indifferent atmosphere."
"No, it's not so quiet. It's like a morgue, and a slaughterhouse on the battlefield."
"Don't smoke, it's not good for patients."
"This is a holographic projection." Johnny pinched the cigarette depressed, "Is there anything wrong with it?"
"Her memory disk is formatting."
"Why? The plot wants to turn her into an idiot?"
"The formatting and the overwriting of the neural network personality program are going on at the same time."
"Much like the situation with that little white face candidate." Johnny was referring to Jefferson.
"Yes." I reached into the collar, rubbed my body, squeezed out a little magical potion and wiped it on Panan’s face. The abnormality of her neural network stopped immediately, but the person was still in a coma. Tried to restart her system, without success.
Johnny smirked and laughed.
The friends of the tribe are worried and don’t know what to do next. On the one hand, the biotech people have to come to the tribe to find Sol to sign a contract. On the other hand, the military technology transportation team is about to pass through the bad land. People who made up their minds lay down.
I said, "It's okay, Mitch, call the master, let's set out to grab the demon lizard."
"Is Phanan's situation okay?"
"I'll know if it's okay to try, don't worry, her current state will at least not deteriorate, let's go." As I said, I picked up Panan, this wild girl is heavy enough.
Mitch widened his eyes, "What are you doing?"
"The plan to grab the car was proposed by Phanan. How can I do it without her presence? Let's go!"
Johnny twitched with a smile, "You are really outrageous."
As a result, the carjacking team assembled, a group of homeless veterans who had been discharged from the army, and a dozen strong supporters of Phanan. They are a compelling force in the tribe and an important capital for Phanan's supremacy in the future. I don't think there are enough people, so I called Wuyou Township and temporarily pulled two carts of gunners to help, which is not practical for so many people.
Everyone was due and looked at each other. The person in charge was lying on my back. I smiled and then asked Panan who was in a coma, "Tell me about the plan?"
The wild girl who had fainted suddenly opened her eyes. This scene is scary enough. Panan speaks like a radio with bad signal, intermittently, but the overall idea is still very clear. "Listen, military science and technology will Take the magic lizard apart and transport it in two trucks. Let's intercept the transportation team at the intersection of the railway and Highway 101. We will run to the station first. Are you with us or meet there?"
Of course I smiled and said, "Let's go together."
Panan turned his head and stared at his car in a daze, I continued to carry her, "Okay guys, shall we go?"
"Damn, what happened to Phranan?"
"She was forced to trigger the plot, nothing more."
"Trigger the plot? What do you mean? Wait a minute." A few listeners had a good idea. They made a simple association and immediately fainted themselves. This should be the feedback that caused the plot.
"Don't think too much, don't ask too much, the truth will one day be made public to the public, now the top priority is"
"Grab the car!" The big guy said in unison.
I put Panan in the co-pilot. She was in a coma and her body was so soft that she fell on her side after a while, so I pulled her over, with my head resting on my thigh, and the next part of the road was still free. I'm driving, and this road can't be idle. I have to monitor Panan’s neural signals while trying to trigger a plot dialogue.
It is already very difficult to do two things with one mind, so I asked Johnny to help me drive, and I handed over half of my body to him to control it, which proved that the two of us actually get along well.
"Phanan, talk about your plan."
no response.
"Panan, why did you and Thor quarrel?"
no response.
"Phanan, would you say that the chaos will come to take advantage of the fire?"
She opened her eyes abruptly. "Saul thinks so. He has sent sentries around the camp."
Johnny asked me, "Yeah, there is a reaction, is there any abnormality in her nerve signal?"
"Everything is normal. UU reading www.uukānshu.com she seems to be awake now."
"But that is the most abnormal."
After saying a word, Panan closed his eyes and fainted. He tried repeatedly on the way, but still did not solve the problem when he reached the destination, so he had no choice but to continue carrying her on his back.
"Okay, I'm in Phra Nang, and tell everyone about your plans."
At this time, the dusk is dim, and everyone’s body silhouettes are dark and heavy. Only the wind blows in the four fields. The earth and the distant mountains are quietly unspeakable. The sky is a yellowish mica color, and the low-altitude clouds are floating sinkingly on the distant hillside. , The wind turbines in the evil land are like a group of old trees left over from the ancient times, dilapidated but standing. Panan was half-supported by my back, and she opened her eyes, almost a little radiant.
"Did you see the locomotive over there? Carol will hack into the system. Let's go to the control tower and get the authority, so that we can start this beauty and stop it at the intersection of road and railway. Military technology transport team."
The ancient nuclear-powered locomotive has not only stayed in this abandoned unmanned station for many years. It appears to be a Soviet product. It is solid and reliable. The firm and simple appearance design and heavy goose yellow spray paint make people conquered by its industrial beauty at a glance. , Many veterans in the companions couldn't help whistling.
There were many people here this time, but some key plots had to be done by myself. I carried Phra Nan into the control tower, and had to follow the stairs to the top tower. The door of the control tower was closed, and Panan suddenly stretched out his hand from behind to play with the electric control panel next to the door. This is her story. I treat myself as a wheelchair.
"Phanan, are you awake?"
She did not answer, her quiet and warm breath was blowing on the back of my neck, and the data cable in my hand was still connected to her port, like a slender umbilical cord.