Chapter 3242

"Mr. Lynch, there is a document that requires your signature."

A prompt "You have a new file" appeared on the desktop. When Lynch clicked on it, he saw that it was a file about Vito Global Communications' hosting of living brains.

In the past, when science and technology were still immature, these people separated their brains from their bodies and soaked them in nutrient solution.

At that time, some scientists took a detour in this regard. They planned to design a system that uses brain bioelectricity to control a tool to serve the brain.

It's like...an idea like a robot controlled by a human brain, and some attempts have been made.

Obviously, in the end it failed to become a "final draft" because other technologies developed faster, and it didn't even take many years for biotechnology to achieve "relative immortality."

Some of the first batch of surviving brains that had been stripped out had completed repairs and regained their bodies at the request of their families, or if they had enough money in their own accounts.

But some brain owners have little money in their bank accounts, and their families have refused to pay for expensive transplants, and they have been putting off transplants until now.

Time is always passing ruthlessly, and the period of these hosted brains is about to expire.

Lynch saw the name of President Bowling on the list. He was a little surprised, but it was reasonable.

His wife had previously refused to pay for his expensive transplant, and his children pretended not to know about it. Now that the "end of life" was approaching, Lynch felt that he still had to ask.

After all, President Bowling and he had some kind of friendship, a business relationship.

"Have you checked with their families?" Lynch asked.

Aurora nodded, "We have verified everything. They all voluntarily gave up their rights and left them to us."

Lynch thought for a while and asked Aurora to connect him to the communication of President Bowling's wife.

The communication was quickly connected, and a mature-looking woman appeared on the projection screen.

She wears very elegant clothes. Although there are many slits, it does not make people feel sentimental, nor does it make people think that she is that kind of cheap woman.

"Mr. Lynch, it's an honor to receive your communication request. Is there anything you need me to do?" This woman showed no signs of neglect towards Lynch.

The whole world knows that if the Earth Star civilization wants to elect an emperor, then there is no other choice for this person except Lynch.

So even though she once stood in a higher position than Lynch, she still showed enough respect and even awe at this moment!

Lynch greeted her, "Good morning, Madam President."

She laughed, "I haven't heard anyone call me that for a long time. It's such a nostalgic title."

"Let me guess whether the reason why you are looking for me has something to do with my ex-husband."

Lynch nodded, "The custody time is about to expire. If you don't renew or pay for his transplant, his brain will be disposed of harmlessly according to our management standards."

Maybe people in the past would be interested in some of the memories in his mind. There must be many secrets hidden in them.

But to people today, the secrets of the old era are far less valuable than any ordinary thing today.

Moreover, there are not many people left in his era, and no one is willing to have a big head.

If there are no other applications for his brain, there is a high probability that it will be burned, squeezed, and finally sent to space.

The president’s wife was not busy refusing, “Can I ask how much the transplant will cost?”

Due to the maturity of the technology and the assembly line of the body, the price of transplant surgery is very low, "about 60,000 yuan."

The president’s wife didn’t even think about it, “It’s too expensive, I can’t afford it, maybe you ask other people, someone will be willing to pay it, but I can’t afford it.”

"He didn't leave me much property. Unfortunately, I can't help him."

Aurora marked the value of some items in the environment where the president's wife was in the picture for Lynch. Just hanging on the wall would be worth close to one million.

The cheapest items in the whole room cost several thousand yuan. Sixty thousand yuan may be like sixty yuan to her, and six hundred yuan may be like that to ordinary people.

Not to mention squeezing it out, it would be far more than this amount if you dig it out from anywhere.

But she refused without hesitation, which already explained some problems.

"I understand." Lynch was about to end the call, but the president's wife asked:

"What will you do with him?"

Lynch explained the general result, and a smile appeared on her face, "It's really sad."

She paused for a while, "Thank you for telling me this at the last moment, otherwise I would never know. After all, we have been husband and wife for decades."

"Can I ask?"

"If you sprinkle it into the universe, will it be sprinkled directly or put in some small vessel?"

Lynch explained, "You can sprinkle it directly or put it in a small container. There is nothing mandatory about this."

The president's wife stood up and walked to the side room, "Can you put him in his favorite jar?"

Aurora reminded from the side in a way that only Lynch could hear, "The jar in her hand can be sold for more than 100,000 yuan."

Lynch nodded calmly, "Of course, but you have to pay an additional fee of five thousand yuan."

The president’s wife didn’t seem to care about this small sum at all, “Just deduct it from my account.”

"There will be an operation confirmation later, you can confirm it."

"This matter has been resolved, and I need to continue working. I wish you a happy few days, Madam President."

"The same to you."

Lynch called President Bowling's child again. The other party's attitude was no different from that of the president's wife. They even gave him an extra ten thousand, hoping that the company could arrange for President Bowling to "go overseas" as soon as possible.

After hanging up the phone, Lynch sighed lightly and signed his name on the document, "Follow the company's procedures and let him put it in the jar you said cost more than 100,000 yuan. Remember to seal it well. I don't want ours." Customers complained that President Bowling's ashes were scattered everywhere the moment they entered the universe."

President Bowling's brain can sense the outside world, but there is no money in his account, and no one else is willing to pay for him.

According to the previously signed commission agreement, his brain was thrown into the incinerator together with other brains that had been abandoned by people and times.

It stayed under the flame jet without any "movement", and it didn't even take a minute for its brain to be carbonized.

President Bowling's brain is in a separate box for canning convenience.

The robotic arm ground his carbonized brain into powder, put it into expensive jars, and sent it to the spacecraft heading to the space garbage dump.

The garbage inside the Earth's planet is handled by the company's sanitation department. When the garbage spaceship pilot saw that they had specially sent a can, he asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Things sent to the dump."

The driver bit his chewing gum and asked, "It looks beautiful. It must be expensive, right?"

The person who sent it shrugged, "I don't know, and I don't care."

After he left, the driver's eyes stayed on the can.

He cleverly opened the bracelet, scanned the jar, and found out that it was an ancient antique from the Gevra Empire on the former planet. It was said that it could be sold for hundreds of thousands.

In an instant, his heartbeat began to accelerate.

He placed the can in the least noticeable place as if nothing had happened, and then began to prepare for the flight more actively than before.

When he asked people to fill his spacecraft with garbage through the communication channel, he slapped the ignition button hard, and the spacecraft shot straight into the sky!

A few days later, he came to the garbage dump of the universe, a location on the nebula where all kinds of packaged garbage floated. They would become the first step for outsiders to enter the solar system.

Although they don't really stop many visitors.

The driver opened the can and there was some dust inside. He didn't know what it was, but it must not be something good.

He went to the vacuum chamber, poured the ashes into the universe, and then returned to the cab with the clean can.

He is rich!

He was sure of it!

His heartbeat accelerated, his breathing became rapid, and the pleasure brought about by the rapid secretion of adrenaline made him slightly dizzy.

On the other side, Aurora appeared next to Lynch again, "President Bowling's ashes were scattered into the universe."

Lynch was stunned for a moment, "I remember we were talking about putting him in a jar given by his wife."

"The driver was greedy for the value of the can and spilled it."

"What a sad news. Have you told his wife?"

"The president's wife said first, 'Great,' and then 'Too bad,' but she has forgiven the driver and hopes not to punish him."

Lynch thought for a while, "Let's go through the process and give him a smaller penalty accordingly. He broke the law and must pay the price."

Soon, an announcement was made within the sanitation company. During the process of dumping garbage, a certain spacecraft pilot brought some of the garbage that should have been discarded back to the Earth Star, causing pollution to the Earth Star.

The company will punish the driver by transferring him from a garbage spacecraft driver to a garbage truck driver for six months.

The bowling ball president floating everywhere in the universe never thought that such a day would come when his family was still enjoying the privileged life brought by money and status.

But because of tens of thousands of dollars, he became a thing of the past.

Perhaps this is the terrible thing about wealth and power being in the hands of others, and it is obvious that he did not expect this.