The Earth People are so Fierce

Meng Chao did not go home directly.

In a mess, he went all the way down the stairs to another ward.

In this fifty-storey hospital building, the top two floors are single luxury suites. There are TVs, refrigerators, sofas, reception rooms, independent toilets and bathing facilities in the wards. Except for the faint smell of disinfectant, it is not like a hotel. Too much difference.

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

But general wards are also hierarchical.

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

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

More are six-person rooms, eight-person rooms and ten-person rooms.

Theoretically, ten people is the limit.

However, after the 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.

In addition, monster attacks have caused various secondary disasters, such as house collapses, fires and corrosive gas burns to the lungs, etc., making all major public hospitals overcrowded.

In a standard ten-person room, there are often twenty or thirty people in a fortress, packed like canned sardines.

There are patients who can't wait for the beds, so they can only temporarily add extra beds in the corridors and stairwells-just that, they still need to beg and have a certain way.

Now is the time to allow visits.

Meng Chao found the first floor at random and opened the door to enter.

Both sides of the long and narrow corridor were packed with temporary hospital beds, and the crumpled sheets wrapped a skeleton-like body. Even the strong smell of disinfectant could not hide the smell of decay and death.

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

Meng Chao heard that their child was seriously ill. The cheapest ten-bed room in the hospital had no beds. There was only one bed left in the expensive and unreimbursable single room. The two had to be urged by the nurse, bye. Pointing at the problem of calculating medical expenses and hospital expenses.

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

Meng Chao glanced inside and found that the ten human room, which was originally very cramped, was divided into twenty or thirty honeycomb-like compartments with thin curtains.

This is mixed sex.

The patient's groans and excretion, the rot of flesh and blood and the stench of excrement, and the sobbing and sighs of family members, all converged into a whirlwind that the curtain could not resist, and rushed toward Meng Chao.

There were even some patients and family members who simply abandoned themselves and didn't even draw the curtains tightly. So he saw a strangely shaped, incomplete body, as if it were more hideous than a monster.

Meng Chao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, letting the foul whirlwind wash his nerves and awaken the memories of the past.

Humans are an animal that is good at forgetting.

Since childhood, Meng Chao didn't know how many times he had accompanied his mother to the hospital. If he was to be hospitalized, his mother would definitely reject all opinions and insist on living in a ten-person room.

In other words, Meng Chao is actually very accustomed to this environment, and even once was a member here.

However, since awakening his extraordinary powers and being able to send his mother to the "Qing Nang Medical Center", in the past six months, Meng Chao has become accustomed to the bright and clean windows, fresh air, polite and patient nurses, and the gentleman and full of doctors. A professional medical environment.

The memory of the past ten years has gradually disappeared. Now when he mentions the hospital, he will remember the appearance of the Qingsang Medical Center-at least the one-person luxury suite where Xie Xiaolei was staying.

It wasn't until he stood here that his nose was filled with the breath of dozens of patients exhaling together, and he heard the quarrel between the patient's family and the nurse in his ears, and the sounds of people peeing, farting, moaning, and sobbing behind the curtains, that he suddenly remembered It turned out that most hospitals in Longcheng looked like this.

"Takano...This is the'fireworks on earth' you want to see?"

Meng Chao's five flavors are mixed, silently contemplating Gao Ye's mental state.

Perhaps Takano is right.

Humans are never equal.

Life is not a priceless treasure.

Human life and dignity can be measured, and the measurement is quite accurate.

After reimbursement for this kind of ten-person ward, the hospitalization fee that the citizens need to bear is about 24 yuan per day.

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

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

Xie Xiaolei's single deluxe suite costs RMB 2,550 per day.

The VIP suites of Qingnang Medical Center are naturally more expensive.

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

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

In other words, the value of human dignity fluctuates between approximately 28 yuan and 2526 yuan.

You can have as much dignity as you are willing to pay.

As the pace of conquering other worlds is gradually accelerating, and the cultivation system is becoming more and more perfect, the strong continue to break through the limits of life. Will the gap between people be even greater?

It should be, at least, in the memory fragments of Meng Chao's previous life, the Dragon City powerhouse after decades has already possessed the power comparable to the gods and demons, far beyond ordinary people who can catch up with hard work.

After the gap between people continues to widen, will the benefits enjoyed become more and more different?

This is of course.

Without using memory fragments from previous lives, just take the moment. As far as Meng Chao knows, many forces are developing higher-end medical equipment and technologies. There is a medical room completely polished from the highest-grade spar, which is equivalent to Meng Chao’s previous stay. The past "blue protolith mine" can form a magical spiritual magnetic field, which resonates with the human life magnetic field, and maximizes 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 "ten-person room" with such a harsh environment in front of them may not be able to enjoy the crystal clear super medical room for a lifetime.

Even the single suite Xie Xiaolei lives in is not a dream, right?

When Takano saw this scene countless times, what would he think of 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 to at least maintain the most basic dignity of the weak?"

Maybe that's what Takano thinks, right?

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

Until this moment, Meng Chao realized that there was always a slight sarcasm on Gao Ye's face.

The sarcasm turned into anger until Tuqong saw it.

Meng Chao sighed and turned to leave.

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 just when they finally made up their minds to let their children live in a single ward, because of hesitation for too long, the single ward was taken away by other patients.

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

I was also wondering how, decades later, the gap between people was getting bigger and bigger, and how the Dragon City, which was gradually torn apart, would usher in its end.

Maybe it's because of a thought.

Back home, Meng Chao received a very strange email.

Meng Chao has an official website account on Dragon City’s largest live broadcast platform. He has inherited many fans from "Crying and Killing God" and handed it over to Yan Feirou’s team for operation. The exposure rate is quite good. Aside from navy and zombie fans, Hundreds of enthusiastic emails are received every day.

This email was sent directly to the very private SMS box used by Meng Chao in high school.

The name of the sender is: Dr. Sandworm.

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

Inside is the experiment log of the last half month.

Contains a large amount of experimental data, as well as detailed charts and bio-neurocurrent scans.

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

"New Era April 28, 56

The internal organs grow faster than I thought, and the wound will heal completely immediately. The powerful self-healing ability of annelids is of great value for further research. If it can be used on the human body, it will be able to produce humans that can regenerate their limbs. Greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of Dragon City.

New Era, April 30, 56

The new nervous system brings a new thinking experience. The ten times stronger nerve cord, myelin sheath and independent nerves make me have similar...multi-threaded overclocking capabilities. I feel that I have never been so smart. Over.

New Era May 1, 56

Failing to make several pairs of tentacles for this body is my biggest negligence. You must know that the first spark of human civilization was lit by the liberated upper limbs of the great apes.

However, there is no need to actually make a few pairs of octopus-like tentacles.

In the next stage of evolution, as long as it can evolve some tough nerve clusters that can be connected to the robotic arm.

I was so stupid in the past, there is no need to entangle whether the body is flesh and blood or machinery.

Only the soul is the only evidence that proves humanity.

New Era May 3, 56

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

I always thought I was still a human being, and he had hands, feet and a head.

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

Perhaps it is because the nervous system has been greatly improved. Accompanied by the skyrocketing computing power and mental power, the pain has also skyrocketed tenfold, which is simply unbearable.

It seems that it makes sense for the human nerves and soul to remain in a semi-sealed state.

To get a soul ten times stronger, you have to pay a price ten times more tragically.

But this is also good.

At least I discovered another fatal problem with consciousness transmission technology, phantom pain, which I didn't expect.

I hope that my calculation and mental power can last long enough.

Before Phantom Pain can defeat me, I must defeat it.