Chapter 703: Completion of the Ceremony

After coming out of the operating room, the prison doctor looked a little stooped.

For him, the surgery was simple.

It just removes the mechanical organs from the patient's body.

Without guaranteeing the patient's survival, this would be a simple matter for anyone.

During the operation, the director remained conscious for the first half of the operation.

He talked a lot with the prison doctor.

He told the prison doctor that doctors in this world would only sell more advanced mechanical prostheses to their patients.

Work like this kind of removal of prosthetics is done by medical robots.

Because this kind of work is dirty in their eyes.

When the prison doctor heard this, he felt sad.

After the director's body was pushed out of the operating room, the prison doctor had already left.

He took the intelligent floating vehicle prepared for him by the director and disappeared into the dark night of Luofu District.

Instead of going to the slums of Lofu District, he headed to the next city.

Because there is no need to go.

In this world, mechanical prosthetics are the cheapest and most expensive products.

Even vending machines on the street sell this kind of stuff.

Even the civilians in the slums will choose to use some prosthetics to make themselves more powerful and work better.

This kind of prosthetic body that can be bought everywhere is a mass-produced prosthetic body.

This kind of prosthetic body is not designed according to the needs of the user.

It's like a person planning to go hiking, but the only shoes he can buy are sandals.

In fact, his size 40 feet can only wear sandals of size 43 after the unified standard.

Even though this pair of ill-fitting sandals has powerful functions, it will not affect his climbing.

But after all, there are no professional hiking shoes that are as suitable for mountain climbing.

Prostheses that are customized according to customers are sky-high prices.

This kind of prosthetic body is not something ordinary people can afford.

But no matter what kind of prosthesis, they are all mechanical products after all.

They do not develop lesions.

If someone's organ becomes diseased, then the corresponding mechanical organ only needs to be replaced.

Ordinary people use mass-produced models, while rich people use customized models.

This is the truth that disease does not exist in this world.

The prison doctor also learned the truth through the director.

The vehicle he is riding in is driven by intelligent AI.

The AI ​​database contains detailed maps of this world.

The prison doctor only needs to set a destination, and the AI ​​can take him where he wants to go.

His targets are old humans like the Director.

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Time flies quickly, and several years have passed in a flash.

In the past few years, prison doctors have visited almost every corner of the world.

Those remnants of the old era who are like the director have the same mental problems as the director.

Prison doctors diagnosed and treated them one by one.

Some people want to integrate into this new era, but some concepts from the old era constrain them.

So the prison doctor helped them resolve their concerns.

Some have the same idea as the director.

The prison doctor allowed them to die with dignity.

His last patient also wanted to die with dignity.

The prison doctor removed all the mechanical prostheses from his body and pushed him into the cremation furnace with his own hands.

Looking at the pure milky white ashes in front of him, the prison doctor felt satisfied.

Before he died, the patient asked the prison doctor to bury his ashes at the foot of a green hill.

The prison doctor naturally fulfilled the patient's last wish.

In these years, he did not treat anyone's illness.

Because there is no need for that.

After he fulfilled the last patient's last wish, he stood up and looked at the green mountains in front of him.

A staircase paved with bluestone slabs appeared in front of him.

But this staircase did not originally exist.

The prison doctor knew in his heart that this was his ladder to becoming a god.

His rite of becoming a god has been completed.

He only needs to complete this final step to become a god.

But at this moment, the prison doctor hesitated.

Because the world no longer needs him as a doctor.

His existence has lost its meaning.

When diseases do not exist in the world, the profession of doctors will naturally be unnecessary.

Unless he becomes a 'doctor' like the director said, who only sells the latest prosthetics.

It is clear that the prison doctor does not want to be such a doctor.

The warden, who had been watching from God's perspective, sighed: "Doctor, have you ever considered such an ending?"

The doctor answered directly without thinking: "The answer given by the omniscient mirror is that the prison doctor will become a god."

"So that's not something I'm considering."

The warden witnessed the whole process and he knew that the prison doctor was confused now.

It is obviously not a good thing to start to feel confused before you have even stepped onto the ladder to becoming a god.

If a prison doctor walks up the ladder in this state, the result can only be a descent into madness.

Total madness.

Perhaps the prison doctor also understood this, so he never set foot on the stairs.

He sighed: "A doctor cannot heal himself~"

"He solved all the patients' problems, but in the end he couldn't cure his own."

"Perhaps this sentence is also an important part of the rules."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gambler chuckled and said, "Hey, this is something only your family doctors would say."

"The prison doctor is not a Chinese doctor, but a Western doctor!"

The warden rolled his eyes at the gambler and said speechlessly: "You are cuter when you drool at the corners of your mouth!"

When the warden said this, the gambler got angry.

During this period, whenever the doctor and the warden wanted to whisper something, the doctor would turn him into that stupid ghost.

Even if he didn't want to eavesdrop, the doctor would not let him go.

You can't beat him, and you can't let him talk.

The gambler got angrier and angrier as he thought about it.

If these two guys didn't know that his authority was "lies".

Then he would use the ability of lies to make himself have the ability of "stealing".

Then he would steal the brains of these two guys and make them drool even after being cured.

Seeing that the prison doctor was reluctant to step onto the ladder of becoming a god, the doctor thought of a way.

He looked at the warden and said in a deep voice: "Teacher, return the stolen memory to him!"

Hearing this, the warden spread his hands and said: "Memory is something I only steal and never return!"

"If it's a can, I can return it."

As he said this, he shook his shirt.

All kinds of cans fell out of his arms.

Seeing this scene, the doctor's expression was obviously frozen.

The gambler also felt that he couldn't control his facial expression.

His body was shaking slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching wildly.

These cans were too familiar to him.