Great Power Technology - #589 - Chapter 580 Experiment Hall

The stars will always be there, and the human race will always be prosperous.

Looking at the familiar subtitles that appeared, Ye Zhou did not stay too long, but directly entered the plot selection interface.

Under the “Immune Reconstruction” plot simulation, Ye Zhou saw a brief introduction to the simulation. The information above was very little, not even as detailed as what Ye Zhou had learned intermittently before.

The so-called immune reconstruction technology, simply put, is to restore the patient’s normal immune function through immune organ or tissue transplantation. Currently, commonly used methods include but are not limited to hematopoietic stem cell transplantation, bone marrow transplantation, fetal liver transplantation, etc.

To be fair, this is not a very advanced or breakthrough technology, but Ye Zhou also knows that the technology provided by the simulator is definitely not as much as what people have seen so far.

According to his speculation, the technology provided by the simulator is likely to lead to breakthroughs in rejection, transplant sources, or culture sources, but the specific situation can only be known after the plot simulation is completed.

However, what Ye Zhou hopes to see most is of course a comprehensive upgrade – maybe in the simulator’s technology library, immune reconstruction has already broken through the basic path of “transplantation”?

If this is really the case, then mankind will enter a new stage in medicine, and countless incurable diseases will become as easy to treat as a cold.

Thinking of this, he did not waste any more time, but directly clicked on the menu and entered the plot simulation.

The darkness gradually faded, and Ye Zhou opened his eyes, but the sight in front of him froze him in place.

The first thing he felt was a bone-chilling chill – not cold, but the kind of coldness from the inside out caused by long-term malnutrition and hunger leading to a lack of heat in the body.

He touched his arm and found that he didn’t even have any clothes on him.

He looked around, and indifferent eyes were looking at him.

This is an empty hall, seemingly inside a certain building. The huge screens on the walls show the mark of the times, but other than those screens, there is no modern product found in the entire venue.

There were large and small tents set up in the venue, but those tents were not even standard industrial products, but made of rags, asbestos rubble, and rotten wood.

Everyone was equally naked, and some people didn’t even have a pair of trousers to cover their shame, so they were just hanging around numbly.

“Where am I?”

The information flow was still slowly coming in. Ye Zhou was observing the mixed black and white “companions” around him while trying to search through the information flow. Soon, a keyword jumped into his mind.

South Africa.

This is South Africa.

To be precise, this is an unfinished building in a South African slum, where more than a thousand homeless and unemployed people gather.

These thousand people formed a small world and established their own kingdom. Although their lives were not comfortable, they were at least manageable.

Of course, this was the case in the past, and now, someone has taken over this area and reached an agreement with the so-called “manager” of this area.

Since then, it has become a private property of its owners.

They are volunteers from South Africa’s largest medical company, ASPEN, or to put it more bluntly, they are humanoid mice.

Relying on the meager income from experimenting with new treatments and medicines, these people barely maintain food and clothing. In addition, they cannot even afford basic daily necessities.

Ye Zhou looked into the distance, where several women were drying washed, yellowed gauze under the sunlight coming from the window. He had never seen such a thing before, but the combination of women, gauze, and drying Together, he instantly understood the purpose of those gauze.

It is indeed poor enough – but why, here are some able-bodied people, some even look quite strong, why don’t they leave?

The flow of information had stopped. He stood up blankly and subconsciously walked towards the exit of the venue. But before he could take a few steps, a neatly dressed man stood up and stood in front of him.

“Ye, where do you want to go?”

Ye Zhou was stunned and replied:

“I’m going to use the bathroom.”

“The toilet is over there!”

The man pointed to the corner of the hall. There was indeed a small room marked with a toilet sign, but judging from the mottled dirt on the wall, the hygiene there was definitely not very good.

The man didn’t seem to want to let himself go.

Ye Zhou immediately understood his situation, so he immediately changed his words and said:

“I’ll go out and bask in the sun. I’ll be back soon.”

Hearing this, the man frowned, cursed in a low voice, and then said:

“Don’t run around. Tomorrow it will be your turn to test the medicine. If you fail the health test, I will be unlucky with you – don’t you want to run away?”

“How could I run away? What would happen if I ran away?”

Of course Ye Zhou won’t run away. The simulator letting him appear here means that he has his own mission to complete. He said this just to get more information out of the man.

“That’s true, they all signed the agreement. You don’t want to be locked up, right? You can still survive here. If you enter Brandfrey, you will be able to come out alive.”

Brandfrey Prison is the most chaotic and dangerous prison in South Africa. Ye Zhou has seen a lot of news about this prison before. More than 40% of South Africa’s serious prisoners are held there, not to mention the new prisoners. They are heavily armed prison guards, and their lives are always in danger inside.

After all, the tradition in that prison is that once a conflict arises between prisoners, the first thing to do is not to have a direct conflict, but to find an opportunity to stab the prison guard first, and then concentrate on solving the problems between gangs after the prison guards fall into chaos.

Ye Zhou could understand the man’s threat, but what he didn’t understand was why “signing the agreement” was equal to “entering Brandfrey”.

Even if I have an agreement with a medical company as a drug tester, I can’t possibly be caught in a prison specifically for killers, gang members, and criminals against humanity due to breach of contract, right?

He looked at the man opposite and replied in a provocative tone:

“I just don’t want to run. How could they catch me if I tried to run?”

Hearing Ye Zhou’s words, the man sneered and said:

“You are really a naive child. Is there anything in this country that ASPEN can’t do? Yes, you may not necessarily be caught, but you will definitely disappear.”

“I promise, you will disappear completely.”

“If you don’t want to participate in the experiment, you shouldn’t have signed the agreement in the first place. Now, do you think you still have a choice?”

Ye Zhou frowned slightly, and a guess suddenly emerged in his mind.

“You tricked me into signing it!”

The man’s face turned cold instantly, and then a heavy punch landed on Ye Zhou’s face.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhou saw from the corner of his eye that more people were running towards him, and more fists and kicks fell on him. After just a few seconds, he didn’t even have time to feel the impact of the fists and kicks. It was so painful that I returned directly to the simulator.

Damn it.

Was he beaten to death directly?

Ye Zhou stared at the settlement interface of the simulator in stunned silence, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

It seemed that this plot simulation was more complicated than he imagined.