One Thousand One Hundred and Twenty-Seven I Hope Everything Goes Well

He lay naked in the coffin-like culture tank. Two staff members immediately came over and fixed Ye Han's limbs with straps before pricking several tubes into his blood vessels. Ye Han suddenly regretted...

Why are you obsessed with it? Why are you, the leader of this division, involved in this nonsense?

But at this point, it's too late to regret.

The transparent hatch cover slowly closed, isolating Ye Han from the outside world. The light on the ceiling penetrated the hatch cover, making Ye Han unable to open his eyes.

Turning his head to look to the side, he saw nine cultivation tanks lined up.

This is the Nanyuezhou Experimental Center. Professor Qin's laboratory moved here from Beiyuezhou not long ago. All the ten culture tanks in the laboratory are here.

The culture tank is the nickname given by the soldiers to the biochemical fusion equipment, not the official name of this equipment. This thing is a veritable all-rounder. Although it is the same thing, it has different names for different uses.

For example, the one containing the wounded is called the medical cabin; the one containing the corpses is called the specimen cabin; and in Ye Han's current situation, it is called the fusion cabin.

Regardless of the name, the acceptance rate is not very high. Only the name "training tank", which comes from science fiction animation and is somewhat ridiculing, is popular for a while.

Professor Qin appeared outside Ye Han's cultivation tank. He patted the hatch cover: "Are you ready?" Because of the curvature of the hatch cover, the professor's appearance was severely deformed, and his old voice became very dull.

Ye Han took a deep breath: "Okay!" As he said this, he was actually very nervous and his heart was beating very hard.

Professor Qin smiled at Ye Han, and Ye Han responded with a smile. Professor Qin turned and left: "Inject the base fluid."

Ye Han was a little confused. What was base fluid?

At this time, he heard another voice: "The valve is open and the base fluid is being injected!"

Ye Han suddenly heard the sound of water flowing under his feet. He tried his best to look down, but couldn't see anything.

But soon there was no need to look anymore. The skin on his back felt water, and the water level rose higher and higher. If it continued like this, it wouldn't take long for his mouth and nose to be submerged.

Ye Han instinctively stretched his neck to keep his head away from the fluid.

He really started to regret it.

I don’t know whose voice roared loudly: “Where’s the mask? Where’s the mask!”

Professor Qin's voice sounded again: "Don't worry, didn't I mention it to you? You can breathe the base fluid directly, so you don't have to worry about choking."

Professor Qin did mention this matter, but he did so casually and no one paid much attention to it.

Ye Han believed that Professor Qin would not harm him, but he knew that asking him to take the initiative to soak his head in the water and take a deep breath... that was impossible!

Not only Ye Han, but also everyone else. Everyone tried their best to escape from the water, but their hands and feet were tied, and only their necks could move.

In the blink of an eye, the base liquid filled the culture tank, and the moment their mouths and noses were about to be submerged by the liquid, everyone invariably took a deep breath and held it in their lungs, like the last struggle of a drowning person.

Professor Qin was both angry and funny: "What are you doing? There's no need for this!"

That's what he said, but no one, including Ye Han, exhaled the air in their lungs. After a while, everyone was blushing and having thick necks, but they were all trying to persevere, and no one gave up.

How can an innate instinct be so easy to overcome?

Professor Qin simply stopped trying and took a stopwatch to check the time with great interest.

At one minute and four seconds, the soldier in cabin No. 7 could no longer hold on and spit out a big bubble, and base fluid immediately poured into his mouth and nose.

The fear of death made him struggle desperately and drink the liquid in large gulps.

But everything was in vain. The base liquid was quickly poured into the lungs through the nasal cavity. The soldier's breathing became smooth immediately. A little viscous liquid flowed in and out of his nasal cavity, giving him an indescribable and wonderful feeling.

Giving up seemed to be contagious. The two soldiers next to No. 7 couldn't hold on any longer and were defeated immediately.

Just like that, after a minute and a half, only No. 1, No. 2 and No. 3 were left holding on.

One minute and forty-eight seconds later, Luo Qi in slot three could no longer hold on and gave up. One minute and fifty-four seconds later, Ouyang Ping in slot two no longer persisted. Among the ten people, only Ye Han was still holding his breath.

But Ye Han also reached his limit, feeling as if his lungs were on fire.

Two minutes and ten seconds...two minutes and twenty seconds...two minutes and thirty seconds, and you're still holding on?

Professor Qin glanced at Ye Han in surprise. This kid's lung capacity is great!

For two minutes and thirty-eight seconds, Ye Han couldn't hold on any longer, and finally blew out the turbid air accumulated in his lungs. Then he took a sharp breath, and the cool fluid immediately filled the space in his lungs, extinguishing the lungs instantly. The heat inside.

He felt like he was choking on water and wanted to cough but couldn't. However, the feeling soon disappeared and his breathing returned to normal.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Han didn't open his mouth. It wasn't that he had any ideas, he just didn't want to drink the bath water.

Experience the feeling of inhaling the base liquid carefully. It is a little thicker and more comfortable than breathing air directly.

Thinking about it again at this time, the insistence just now is actually a bit funny.

Professor Qin shook his head helplessly: "Is everything okay? Xiaohan, how do you feel?"

Ye Han instinctively wanted to speak, but the liquid flowed through his vocal cords and no sound came out. Instead, the scraping caused pain to his vocal cords, so he could only give a thumbs up.

Professor Qin smiled: "Okay, let's get started. Let's take some anesthetic first. Don't worry, this medicine has no side effects."

He nodded to the assistant, who turned on a switch. The anesthetic dispersed into the base fluid, then entered the lungs with breathing, and was slowly absorbed through the lungs.

Ye Han's consciousness became increasingly blurred. He tried to stay awake, but to no avail. Even the biochip stopped functioning.

After a few minutes, everyone fell into a deep sleep, and the assistant reported in time: "Professor, it's ready."

Professor Qin slowly exhaled: "Let's begin."

The assistants immediately got busy, and various medicines were poured into the base fluid one after another.

Professor Qin walked to the No. 1 culture tank and carefully observed Ye Han's reaction.

At this moment, Professor Qin didn't know whether letting Ye Han join the transformation plan was a blessing or a curse.

What he was worried about was not technical issues - this technology was indeed very mature. Experiments on human body modification had been done countless times, and good experimental results had been achieved. Otherwise, Professor Qin would not have dared to let Ye Han join in.

But human body modification involves more than just technical issues. Not everyone can accept modification at the genetic level - if genes have changed, will the person still be the same person? How can the social relationships that transform people survive? How to calculate blood relationship?

However, no matter how good the technology is, it cannot bear the consequences of abuse. Therefore, after careful consideration, the final decision was made to pilot it on a small scale and see the effect.

Hope everything goes well!

Professor Qin thought.