Chapter 703: Completion of the Ceremony

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

For him, this operation was very simple.

It was just to remove the mechanical organs in the patient's body.

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

During the operation, the director remained awake in the first half.

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 patients.

The work of removing prostheses like this 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 left here.

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

He did not go to the slums of the Love District, but went to the next city.

Because there was no need to go.

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

Even street vending machines sell this stuff.

Even civilians in the slums will choose to use some prostheses to give themselves more powerful strength so that they can work better.

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

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

It's like someone plans to go mountain climbing, but the only shoes he can buy are sandals.

Even if his size 40 feet can only wear size 43 sandals after the unified standard.

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

But after all, it is not as suitable for mountain climbing as professional mountaineering shoes.

And the prosthesis tailored to the customer is sky-high.

This kind of prosthesis is not affordable for ordinary people.

But no matter what kind of prosthesis, it is a mechanical product after all.

They will not develop lesions.

If someone's organ is lesioned, then just replace the corresponding mechanical organ.

Ordinary people use mass-produced ones, while the rich use customized ones.

This is the truth that there is no disease in this world.

The prison doctor also learned the truth from the director.

The vehicle he was riding was driven by an intelligent AI.

The AI ​​database contains a detailed map of the world.

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

His target is those old humans like the director.

…

Time passed quickly, and a few years passed in a flash.

In the past few years, the prison doctor has set foot in almost every corner of the world.

Those remnants of the old era like the director have the same mental illness as the director.

The prison doctor diagnosed and treated them one by one.

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

So the prison doctor solved their worries.

Some have the same idea as the director.

The prison doctor let them die decently.

His last patient also wanted to die decently.

The prison doctor removed all the mechanical prostheses for him and pushed him into the crematorium with his own hands.

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

Before dying, the patient asked the prison doctor to bury his ashes at the foot of a green mountain.

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

In the past few years, he has not treated anyone's illness.

Because there is no need.

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

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

And this staircase did not exist originally.

The prison doctor knew in his heart that this was his ladder to godhood.

His godhood ceremony has been completed.

He only needs to walk this last staircase 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 there is no disease in the world, the profession of doctor will naturally be unnecessary.

Unless he becomes a "doctor" like the director who only sells the latest prosthesis.

Obviously, the prison doctor does not want to be such a doctor.

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

The doctor answered without thinking, "The answer given by the Mirror of All-Knowing is that the prison doctor will become a god."

"So this situation is not within my consideration."

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

It is obviously not a good thing to be confused before stepping onto the ladder of godhood.

If the prison doctor steps onto the ladder in this state, the result will only be madness.

Complete madness.

Perhaps the prison doctor also understands this, so he has never stepped onto the ladder.

He sighed and said, "Doctors cannot heal themselves~"

"He solved the mental illness of all patients, but in the end he could not cure his own mental illness."

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

As soon as he finished speaking, the gambler laughed and said, "Hehe, this sentence is what your Chinese medicine doctor 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 the more he thought about it.

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

Then he would use the power of lies to make himself have the power 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.