Extraterrestrial parasite

On the Pacific Ocean at night, a luxury cruise ship is slowly approaching, with a length of more than hundreds of meters and a height of tens of meters. Although it is a huge creature that humans can only look up at, to this vast sea, But so small that it is insignificant. ?

The lights were bright and laughter was everywhere. All kinds of men and women in formal suits were holding red wine glasses, smiling gracefully and with standard etiquette, and chatting softly with their friends and companions.

But compared to the laughter in the entertainment hall, in a quiet cabin below, there were thirteen people sitting around a round table.

One woman and twelve men, all with an average appearance of about forty-five years old, with a calm expression on their face and an aura that cannot be ignored, making people who see them feel uncomfortable even though they do not know the identities of these people. I feel in my heart that these are no ordinary people.

Indeed, the distinguished guests that Fros can treat seriously are not ordinary people.

The thirteen people present, not to mention the interest groups they represent behind them, are the worst among themselves, and they also have financial resources that are not weaker than Fross. Thirteen people gathered here, plus Fross words, That represents nearly a trillion dollars in terror funding!

This is already equivalent to the total GDP of a medium-sized country, close to Indonesia, which ranks sixteenth in the world.

"Fros, if you called us here together, wouldn't you just want us to attend the dinner on your ship?"

The first man to speak was about fifty years old, with a dark mustache, which added a lot of charm to this mature man.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the other twelve people also moved their gazes to Fross, their eyes full of doubts.

Of the thirteen people present, none of them were "taking care of everything". Even Fross was at the same level as them. But if you look into it carefully, you can actually only think of it as a "nouveau riche", and it is far from being comparable to their true strength. If Fros hadn't paid a small price, not even one person would have been invited, let alone thirteen people.

This price has reached at least 12 billion U.S. dollars in business... which makes these people reluctant to live with it.

certainly. There are also people who are not all doing it for the so-called business, such as the second old man who spoke.

"Old guy, is everything you said at the beginning true?"

"of course it's true."

Fross was sitting in a wheelchair. Although his face was full of wrinkles, it could be seen that he was in good spirits.

"You see I'm not dead yet, so you should have expected it, right?"

"Perhaps you are just coming back to your senses. God is merciful and it is not surprising to give you some time to arrange your funeral."

The old man spoke without politeness. With a look of irony on his face.

"Hmph, if I die, how much better will it be for you? If I let you live for a few more years at most, why don't you have to come to hell to accompany me?"

Fross sneered: "Do you think the things you did can get you to heaven?"

"Is it okay if I say you don't quarrel when we meet?"

Another middle-aged man interrupted the conversation between the two old ghosts and looked at Fross with piercing eyes: "You know, we don't easily believe other people's words, even gods. We have to see the facts."

"I know...so, it's you. Chen."

Fross didn't look back, and with a single word, a person suddenly walked out of the dark corner of the room, accompanied by sudden footsteps.

"Japanese?"

Someone exclaimed.

"not Chinese!"

The middle-aged man concluded immediately. His eyes were focused on Chen Yang who came out, and he affirmed: "Are you Chinese?"

"Oh, Mr. Coles, why are you so sure?"

Chen Yang's spoken language is completely like the accent from New York, USA, with a plain smile on his face. He walked over with his hands behind his back, not paying attention to the words of the middle-aged white man Coles.

"Chinese and Japanese are different..."

Coles showed a smile, but this smile disappeared as quickly as it came.

"Fros, the person you are talking about is actually Chinese? Why didn't you tell us first?"

Westerners have always had prejudice against Chinese people. Even with China's gradual rise, the charm of money is unparalleled, forcing Western countries to succumb to China's lap at some point, but this definitely does not mean that the people present What kind of impression do you have on Chinese people?

On the contrary, after seeing Chen Yang come out, at least ten of the thirteen people frowned.

It would be fine if they were just doing business. Whether they were Chinese or Japanese, as long as they had money, it would be fine. But thinking about what Fros told them, the Chinese identity was not simple.

What does it mean behind it?

The dozen or so people present had to be wary.

"I didn't expect that with your status, you would care about your nationality. It's really regrettable."

Chen Yang walked over unceremoniously with his hands behind his back and looked down at the dozen or so people present. He was not affected by their aura at all. On the contrary, when he glanced at everyone with this calm tone and eyes, he felt a sense of oppression. On the heads of more than a dozen people present.

"No matter what nationality I am, there are two things in this world that you cannot refuse."

Chen Yang's dull gaze moved to the old man from before, "The first is money, which is the capital for everyone to be able to stand here. The second is life, which is also the basis for everyone to be able to speak. If you lose one of these two things, I think this is the greatest misfortune in the world."

"Mr. McPherson, your condition has reached an advanced stage, right? If you can't suppress the condition anymore, you won't be able to see the sun next year, right?"

"Mr. Gray, how is your son's condition? I heard that the treatment situation is not very optimistic and has entered the deterioration stage?"

In a few words, Chen Yang told the illness of several people present or the illness of his family members one by one. The faces of those who were called showed displeasure, while those who were not called were also affected by Chen Yang's incompetence. The etiquette was annoyed.

This is not top secret information. Although it cannot be known by the ordinary media, it may be too easy for people who can be treated like this by Froese to know this information.

"Everyone, please forgive my rude behavior. But please listen to what I am about to say."

Chen Yanghe maintained the calmness he had when he first arrived, as if he had not seen the unkind looks from the people present, and continued in his own rhythm: "Everything you are going to see next is within the scope of what you see every day. , are far beyond, or even outside the scope of your cognition. But please don’t panic, because what you are about to see may change the course of human history.”

"Please follow me."

Chen Yang turned around and walked away, and Fross followed closely behind without hesitation, rocking his wheelchair.

The remaining thirteen people at the round table looked at each other in confusion, not knowing whether to believe what Fros said or to think that this Asian was a lunatic.

"Listen to this old guy, he can really cure my condition..."

The wrinkles under McPherson's eyes were deeply squeezed together. "I know this old guy better. He never makes jokes."

"Then let's go, you might as well go over and have a look."

Coles slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and followed him first.

As if it was a collective effect, the first actions of Coles and McPherson also inspired the people behind them. All thirteen people present stood up and followed Chen Yang and Fross towards the bottom of the cabin.

After walking into the elevator of the cruise ship and descending to the cabin on the third to last floor, everyone's faces were filled with surprise as soon as they walked in.

In the temporarily transformed laboratory, separated by a transparent glass, the eyes of the thirteen big shots who saw this scene for the first time were immediately attracted by an ongoing operation in the laboratory.

"This is……"

Coles turned his eyes to Chen Yang next to him, his tone full of doubts.

"Brain transplant surgery."

Chen Yang said calmly.

"Brain transplant? Oh my God!"

Not to mention Coles, the other twelve people were slightly shocked when they heard this answer, with expressions of disbelief.

"This is the final stage of the brain transplant operation. Before you came, this operation had been carried out for eight hours."

Chen Yang spoke in a very calm tone, as if it was a very ordinary thing.

"Please understand, although we have performed this kind of surgery hundreds of times, and the technology is barely mature, after all, the human brain is too complex, and it still takes at least nine hours to complete such an operation."

Nine hours? Are you kidding...

Although no one here is a doctor of medicine, they have never eaten pork and have seen pigs running away. Horrible things like brain transplantation, not to mention that it is not allowed by the law at all, and its complexity is not what modern medicine technology can solve it.

What nine hours, even ninety hours, will never be completed.

Knowing that everyone didn't believe it, Chen Yang smiled slightly, and the image data recorded during various experiments began to appear on the huge display screen opposite.

All kinds of successful or failed experimental images and data appeared in front of everyone one by one. If all these data were fake, the cost would be too high.

"In other words, you not only solved the difficulties encountered in brain replacement surgery, but also successfully cloned a human body?"

Coles was surprised by this.

"good."

Chen Yang nodded, "The test subjects you see now are two different people, so although the brain transplant surgery was successful, they could not live for more than half a month due to rejection..."

"Although human clones have been created, the physiological growth period still follows the normal human development time, so you will see the results in one year at the earliest." (To be continued...)

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