There is no need to be sent for frontal lobe pre-treatment, nor to be sent to be a miner in the "Abyss Dark Web". Jiang Zhou is a dying person.

As early as a hundred years ago, he had been sentenced to death with a suspended death sentence.

In order to verify the feasibility of the "Janus" program, Jiang Zhou voluntarily accepted the scan with a high-precision scanner, which caused irreversible trauma to his brain. But before, he thought that his radiation sickness should be the same as before.

Just like the drunkenness in the bar, he was smoothed over by the mysterious existence that sent him to a hundred years in the future.

But after he recovered from the shock of time travel, the familiar feeling of dizziness and nausea came back again - these symptoms showed that his brain cells would still gradually die over the next month.

Eventually it turned into a bowl of spoiled tofu brain soup.

This should have been bad news.

But now it has become a bargaining chip for him.

The expression of the blond man called "Director Ye" did not change at all after listening to Jiang Zhou's words:

"oh?"

"I have suffered high doses of radiation before, and I can still live for a month at most."

Jiang Zhou tried his best to speak in a calm tone.

"so what?"

The other party's answer didn't seem very surprising, and they didn't even ask why he was exposed to radiation, as if it was a normal thing in their era.

"So, it would be an extremely wasteful act to transform me into an unconscious slave worker now."

Jiang Zhou replied.

Although he doesn't know what kind of technology is needed to transform into an unconscious slave worker, judging from the fact that the prefrontal lobe needs to be removed as pre-processing, at least the zombie slave worker still needs a brain to function normally.

Slave labor with a shelf life of only one month? In the past, no manor owner in North America would do this kind of business.

The other party didn't reply, so he continued:

"In other words, sending me to the 'Abyss Dark Web' for mining will be a more cost-effective option. This will make more use of my life, and at least it will not cause too much waste."

According to Chinatsu Sakura, people who are forced into mining labor by companies live an average of only three months. In other words, even if they can live for one month, the benefits they can produce are much higher than being a zombie slave worker.

From the previous exchanges between 136 and Qianxia Ying, he could roughly feel that compared to his own time, the enterprises of this century will have a layer of higher technology, but the essence is still the same, and even the greed of the better is better than the greed of the old.

.For such utilitarians, it is meaningless to expect them to have a conscience. It is only useful to analyze the actual gains and losses of interests with them.

Ye Qian did not continue to ask questions, but turned to look at the adjutant on the side. The latter immediately understood and clicked the data plate in his hand several times.

The "Newton's Sigh" aircraft hovering in front of her immediately started moving and floated in front of Jiang Zhou. Then, a light blue beam of light swept back and forth across his body.

"I'm not lying. There are abnormal levels of repair enzymes in many of his body's organs, especially his brain, which is consistent with symptoms of acute radiation sickness. Without treatment, he will have up to thirty-eight days left."

The adjutant raised his head from the data pad and said.

Ye Qian nodded, then looked at Jiang Zhou:

"Then, you will still die in thirty-eight days at most."

It wasn't in a questioning tone, it was more like he was giving some notice to the other party.

"That would be better than cutting off the frontal lobe right now and being immediately transformed into a zombie without self-awareness."

Jiang Zhou answered immediately.

After he finished saying this, the other person seemed to be amused, and the fake and stiff smile on his face gradually became more vivid.

"Hahahahaha...it's kind of interesting."

I don't know which nerve these words touched Ye Qian. He turned his head and looked at his adjutant and said with a smile:

"It's kind of interesting. A caveman without any modification would actually ask to dive into the abyss and dark web? Check it out, is this really a low-tech tribesman from the bottom of the resettlement area? Could it be something from Ikaros?

Important person, right?"

Regarding this question, the adjutant shook his head:

"There is no personal information about this person in the database of the Nord Resettlement Area government. He doesn't even have a brain-computer interface installed... He is 100% a low-tech tribesman at the bottom of the settlement area."

When she said this, she was actually euphemistically indicating that the other party was not suitable for him.

It's just that Ye Qian doesn't seem to care about this small problem. After all, compared to the investment in transforming it into a technical slave, installing a brain-computer interface that is already standard in this era is almost cost-free.

He stared at Jiang Zhou and asked:

"May I have your name?"

"I...I have forgotten, maybe I don't have a name."

Jiang Zhou tensed up his expression and answered.

"I see, I remember that you and those members of Icarus were arrested together in the warehouse of 'Theseus Cargo', right? Then for the rest of the day, in Tartarus, you will be called The

Hughes is fine."

Inexplicably, the other party gave himself a code name, then turned to look at the adjutant behind him and said:

"Take this caveman to install the brain-computer interface, complete the JZ network protocol certification, and then take him to the No. 3 deep dive chamber."

Having said this, he paused and showed a wicked smile:

"Surface light area, depth 2."

After saying that, he came over and patted himself on the shoulder and said:

"A low-tech person took the initiative to apply for access to the Abyss Dark Web. It's very good, Theseus. I appreciate it very much. Do a good job and don't let me down."

The short-haired adjutant on the side couldn't help but jump when she heard her boss call the caveman "Theseus". But in the end, she didn't dare to say anything more on this topic, but asked carefully:

"So Director Ye, are these ten people including 'Theseus' you selected?"

"This is a defective product that I helped Fanny pick out. She has to thank me later...so this can only be considered as a bonus. You can include the one you planned to pick out before, making eleven."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

jz network protocol……

Jiang Zhou heard another familiar term.

Not only are I familiar with it, that thing was developed by my own team!

That was a network protocol specially designed by him for the uniqueness of the "soul" during the development of the Janus project. The protocol ensures that everyone will never be malicious after uploading their "digital personality"

Copying ensures the ethical bottom line that each soul is unique.

So, take him for certification? Then he had already certified it a hundred years ago...

…………

About twelve hours later, Jiang Zhou was controlled by the powered exoskeleton that restrained him, and followed the short-haired adjutant.

Along the way, he wanted to touch the occiput on the back of his head.

A hole had just been opened there, big enough for me to put my index finger in.

But he couldn't do it because the powered exoskeleton was still restraining him.

Brain-computer interface…

After experiencing what happened before, Jiang Zhou was speechless.

The surgery to install the brain-computer interface only took ten minutes - the efficiency of the surgical robotic arm was so jaw-dropping that it was all over before he even realized what was happening.

And for the remaining ten hours, he lay on the bed, waiting for some kind of gadget to be injected into his brain, spreading like a virus inside his skull, and eventually forming a map that spread throughout his brain.

Nanogrid. Countless terrifying hallucinations and auditory hallucinations appeared during this period. Between a dream and a dream, he thought he was going to explain it here several times.

Jiang Zhou speculated that this artificial neural grid would later work with the entire brain to deceive the senses, allowing him to travel in the virtual world.

This was a research direction for immersive virtual reality technology at that time, but it could not be realized because of the backward basic technology.

It seems that this technology has now become the infrastructure of this era. Jiang Zhou noticed that everyone he met along the way had such an interface on the back of his head.

"You shouldn't have asked to go to the deep dive chamber before."

Halfway through, the short-haired female adjutant suddenly said this without any clue.

"Why?"

Jiang Zhou asked back.

At this moment, the two of them were walking in a place that was laid out a bit like an underground passage. The entire road was in pitch black, and the blood-vessel-like electronic circuits in the car earlier were also spreading around, contracting and relaxing like breathing.

The adjutant turned his head and glanced at Jiang Zhou, pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he held back.

It wasn't until the two of them came to a door that exuded a slight chill that she spoke:

"Originally you just died."

"I thought this was bad enough."

Jiang Zhou replied.

The other party shook his head:

"This is Tartarus...death is never the end."
To be continued...