From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

Si Ye glared at the doctor. The doctor didn't lose his memory, so how could he not have a solution? It was obvious that he thought Hol Haiya was troublesome, so he threw the trouble over to him.

"Quetzalcoatl...a long-cherished wish."

Quetzalcoatl, this was once a very powerful race of gods active in Sargon, controlling wind and thunder and soaring into the sky.

But as times change, bloodlines always mutate and weaken. The Quetzalcoatl clan, which has been slow to produce atavistic individuals, has gradually declined and embarked on a wrong path of constantly reminiscing about its past glory.

The Quetzalcoatl clan, trapped in a strange and stubborn state, began to perform brain surgery on newly born newborns, forcibly instilling the Quetzalcoatl clan's 400 years of memory and glory into the newborns' brains, resulting in an alarming mortality rate for newborns of the Quetzalcoatl clan. Even if the surgery was successful, subsequent Quetzalcoatl clan members would often find it difficult to live beyond 40 years old.

The Quetzalcoatl's obsession, however, is to restore the Quetzalcoatl's ability to control wind and thunder and soar into the sky.

"Doctor, are you sure there's nothing you can do?"

The biotechnology of the Star Sea Empire can only be said to be adequate. If one wants to solve Hol Haiya's problem, it will most likely require the use of some psychic means or something else.

As for psychic power...Hol Haiya is not young, and she doesn't have the authority to make Si Ye angry. But she has not done anything yet. Just based on this bad woman's face and looks, it is still a little bit difficult to get Si Ye to invest in psychic power.

"Theoretically, the sarcophagus can restore the contamination of the Originium meme, returning the user to their pre-explosion state. However, the brain surgery this woman underwent involved some magical intervention. If we rashly restore it, I suspect she will explode inside the sarcophagus."

The doctor thought for a moment, then spoke out an unfeasible plan.

The sarcophagus, or the household physiological repair device, was a civilian product in the previous civilization. However, at the end of the various plans of the previous civilization, the tight resources forced them to include civilian products in the plan.

This repair instrument can stabilize the physiological characteristics of pre-civilized humans, freezing their state to the state when they were placed in, and achieving long-term dormancy. If used by Terrans, the repair instrument will also treat the Originium memes on the Terrans as injuries and repair them, thereby restoring the Terrans to their appearance before the initial Originium explosion.

"I'm not afraid of death! Please let me try!"

Holhaiya made a strong request. She was not afraid of death, but if she missed the opportunity to revive the glory of Quetzalcoatl, she would be living a life worse than death.

Quetzalcoatl's surgery wrote Quetzalcoatl's glorious past into Holhaiya's mind, as well as the memories of the Quetzalcoatl in the past.

As long as Horhaiya closed her eyes, countless ancestors and elders would whisper in her ears about the glory of their ancestors and her mission. In this situation, she was just acting a little crazy but not really crazy, which was considered to be a sign of strong will.

“…never mind, just for fun, I’ll help you out.”

Si Ye suppressed his desire to complain. He found that the Sarkaz and the Terrans had one thing in common: they both liked to keep their ancestors in their heads. The Black Crown's Wail of Souls was like this, and the Quetzalcoatl was also like this now. Is this some kind of weird play?

However, even though he was complaining in his heart, Si Ye still raised his arm and touched the forehead that was exposed between Holhaiya's gray hair.

Chapter 178 Minor Surgery

Silver sand flowed out from Si Ye's cuffs, followed Si Ye's fingers, and covered Hol Haiya's forehead.

"Grey Wind, repair this Snake's brain."

"what!?"

Before Holhaiya could react, the gray wind transformed into silver sand and penetrated into her facial features, causing Xinteleya to subconsciously touch her ears.

In terms of using psychic power, Holhaiya is not yet worth that, but it is still possible for Grey Wind to use nanotechnology to repair her damaged brain.

As for whether Holhaiya will live or lie in the coffin after her brain is repaired and she no longer has to worry about her lifespan, it depends on her own decision.

Repairing the brain is a... well... very stimulating project, especially since Si Ye didn't give Hol Haiya any chance to prepare mentally.

Gray Wind was moving in her mind, and the strange electric reaction made Holhaiya start to roll her eyes uncontrollably, with tears and saliva flowing, just like the exaggerated expression of the heroine in some works of art.

The evil-minded Muirseth and Xinteleya looked at each other, and as if they had telepathy, they took out the communicator and video recorder with camera function at the same time and began to record the ugly appearance of the plump snake in front of them.

In less than a minute, Si Ye saw silver dust flying out from Hol Haiya's facial features and falling back into Si Ye's sleeves.

Of course, Gray Wind's high work efficiency is also related to the more or less Originium dust deposits in the bodies of Terrans. Even if they are not infected, as long as they breathe on the Terra continent, trace amounts of Originium components will inevitably accumulate in their bodies.

With these high-energy minerals as resource supplements, Gray Wind's clone does not need to consume energy to do these things, and there are even signs of an increase in nanometals.

"Ugh... cough cough... ah, cough cough."

Like a robot being reconnected to the power supply, or a heroine coming to her senses from some afterglow, Holhaiya coughed violently, tears streaming down her face.

As if realizing that his current condition was not right, Holhaiya took the opportunity to lean over to cough, took out a towel from the storage box of the exoskeleton at his side, and quickly tidied his appearance.

"you…"

Holhaiya, who was hurriedly tidying up her manners, seemed to realize something was wrong. It was too quiet. The memories of her ancestors that had been lingering in her ears in the past seemed to be muted. She looked up suddenly.

"Don't worry, I just fixed your brain. You can recall those memories with some effort, but they're no longer passively played on a loop. Now you can actively control and access them."

Playing with the gray wind in his hand that looked like a silver snake, Si Ye explained slowly to Hol Haiya.

"So, even if I give you a chance to choose, now that you no longer have to worry about your lifespan, with the physical fitness of your people, it's easy for you to live a long life. Whether to find other ways to revive the glory of the Quetzalcoatl or lie down in the stone coffin is your choice."

"…"

The memories in her mind could be actively accessed, with her ancestors chattering about the glory of the Feathered Serpent and the responsibilities she shouldered, but as long as she didn't want to listen, those voices would no longer linger in her ears.

Holhaiya listened to Si Ye's words and touched her face in disbelief. This was the first time she felt peace since she was a child.

"…thank you very much…"

Hol Haiya moved closer to Si Ye, as if he wanted to engrave Si Ye's face into his mind.

Although he failed to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Quetzalcoatl clan, Si Ye still managed to pull Holhaiya back from the brink of death and madness. Now she can finally calm down and think about philosophy like a normal Terran, thinking about the meaning of life and the value of the Quetzalcoatl.

Seeing the fat snake approaching, Xinteleya subconsciously hugged Si Ye's arm tightly, trying to show rejection, but Holhaiya seemed not to care, and instead looked at Si Ye's other empty arm.

"What are you doing! This is my boss!"

Muerseth seemed to have formed a united front with Xintelaiya in their brief cooperation. She immediately occupied Si Ye's other arm. Although she was not as strong as Xintelaiya who wanted to stick her whole body to him, she did not leave Holhaiya any chance to take advantage of her.

"...It seems the Creator is indeed popular. Please allow me to slowly repay the favor of your rebirth."

Facing Xinteleya's unfriendly gaze, Holhaiya moved closer again, dribbled the ball and gently kissed Si Ye on the corner of his mouth.

"I heard you stopped some of Tremont's human experiments? Well, I'll bring you a gift."

Xinteleya looked at Holhaiya who was dribbling the ball and was filled with anger. She picked up the bow and arrow behind her and wanted to teach the fat snake in front of her a lesson.

She was angry at Hol Haiya's offense against Si Ye, and it was definitely not a malicious revenge because of the other person's figure, absolutely!

But Holhaiya escaped from the attack and slipped towards the door like the wind, leaving no chance for Xinteleya to attack.

Xinteleya's face flushed red as she held her breath. She looked at Si Ye with tears in her eyes, as if seeking comfort.

"I can help you..."

Si Ye lowered his head and whispered something in Xinteleya's ear. The blush on Xinteleya's face suddenly changed, and she hit Si Ye twice like a spoiled child.

"Night Guard..."

The doctor walked up to Si Ye with a smirk on his face, trying to open his palms.

"Ten cartons, no, twenty cartons of canned goods, and I won't complain to Theresa."

Si Ye glanced at the doctor who came to take advantage of the situation with a cold look, turned around and walked away, leaving behind a sentence: "Do you think Theresa will care?"

"what?"

The doctor looked at Muirseth, who was standing beside Si Ye and seemed to be lost in thought, and then looked at Xinteleya.

Only then did he realize that the female companions around Si Ye didn't seem to care about those people. Even when Holhaiya dribbled the ball and attacked someone just now, Xinteleya's angry reaction was just a trick to get more attention from Si Ye. She was not really angry at all.

"Don't go, let's talk more. Five boxes! Three boxes is fine, one box!!!"

"M3! You can't eat that."

After finishing the tea, Kal'tsit called out to M3, who wanted to taste the saltiness of the ornamental fish and had already fished it out. As if she was already used to the Doctor's jumping around, she calmly picked up the President and its parts on the table and followed Si Ye and the Doctor.

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Chapter 179: Gathering of Survivors of the Former Civilization

Woo~

Engine roar

Everyone got into the van that Kristen had prepared long ago and headed straight for the entrance to the stasis center that she had found.

"How did I raise these idiots? Can't they understand what people say?!"

Halfway through the journey, the president, who was as stiff as a block of iron, suddenly jumped up from his empty seat, cursing the Colombian military wildly.

It left halfway, which was nothing more than the military causing trouble again.

They were like they had never had enough to eat, and were eager to gain more profits from Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals, and even from the infected people. Their approach was to send people to lobby the President again, trying to get the President to agree to the plan to take action against Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals.

Then he was scolded by the president.

In the President's mind, he felt that he had made his words clear enough, but repeatedly emphasizing the importance of Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals only fueled the military's desire for Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals.

If it weren't for the prestige of being the legendary president, Si Ye and the others would have had to face harassment from the city defense forces and the federal army when they were in Rhine Life.

"Looks like I have to consider giving up on them..."

The president felt that he had done his best for Colombia, but after his 180-degree turn, the Colombian military had obviously become a stumbling block. As a qualified president, he knew what he should do.

"Ahem, sorry to have made such a fool of myself. It's just a small matter and won't affect the two adults' schedule."

Seeing that everyone in the car was looking at him, the President tried hard to restore his usual dignified and serious demeanor.

The jerk Conrad was not around, and the temporary jerk Christen was driving. The President suddenly had an idea and set his sights on the doctor.

After all, compared to the overly mysterious Si Ye, the Doctor, the creator of the previous civilization who is willing to tell it the story of Friston's past, is more approachable.

Stretching out its metal wings, the President tried to take off as usual, but after flapping its wings for a long time, there was no response. It lost its balance and fell onto the cushion in a very funny way.

"???Where's my external balancer???"

The President's mechanical eyes were spinning around, as if he was performing a self-examination.

Perhaps because like repels like, although the AMA project that Kal'tsit belonged to was not a self-evolving AI project like PRTs, after discovering that it was missing parts, the President was the first to cast a suspicious look at Kal'tsit who was teasing M3 on the side.

"Um?"

Kal'tsit raised her eyebrows after being stared at for no apparent reason. M3, who was in unity with her, directly pushed away the dark green sharp claws behind her.

"is that you…"

Before the president could finish his words, the doctor raised the small parts in his hand with a slightly embarrassed tone.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to help you iterate the structure, but your configuration requires special assembly tools, and I can't install it."