In the dark room, Ike was in deep sleep.

Sudden!

Ike's body suddenly shook, and a huge metal electronic sound rang violently in his soul:

"Warning! Ike Native, your body is close to the limit, please take good protection! Warning! Ike Native, your body is close to the limit, please take good protection!"

The sudden soul transmission directly woke Ike. Ike wanted to open his eyes but found that his body could not move.

"Close, stop quickly, stop quickly"

"The channel has not collapsed and transmission cannot be stopped. Ike Native, please take good protection! The channel has not collapsed and transmission cannot be stopped. Ike Native, please take good protection."

Damn it!

Endless severe pain came from Ike's head, which was even more intense than being cut into pieces. No one could describe this pain from the soul.

"ah"

Ike screamed shrillly, his whole body began to tremble violently

But with a "bang", the door was pushed open. Two security personnel who had been guarding the door rushed into the house quickly and then turned on the lights.

With the help of the light of the electric light, the two of them instantly saw the bed full of cartoon dolls. A little guy was screaming unconsciously, his little body trembling violently.

At this moment, the two security personnel were extremely panicked.

One person rushed to the little guy and pressed his body to prevent him from scratching himself. The other person quickly sent a call for help with the communication headset:

"Come on the way! Ike has a problem on No. 1, call the doctor! Call the doctor!"

As soon as the call for help was heard, many footsteps suddenly sounded from all directions. Whether it was the open guard or the secret guards rushed towards this room.

The one who ran in the front turned out to be the senior agent Mr. Moldon.

As soon as he entered the room, Malton hurriedly approached the little guy and touched the little guy's forehead with his right hand. At this moment, Malton felt panic.

So hot!

"Report to Mr. Hughes!"

With Moulton's report, the entire White House was alarmed.

President Obama and a group of senior federal officials immediately stopped the meeting and rushed to the little guy's residence.

Also walking with it is a White House medical team. They are Obama's imperial physicians and are known as "the shadow of the president"!

"Don't move the patient! We'll arrive, we'll arrive right away!"

Soon, everyone arrived here.

As soon as they arrived here, everyone heard unconscious screams, the screams were extremely miserable, as if they were suffering a great pain.

The little guy's body was shaking constantly on the bed, and even if the security guards held it down, they could not stop the tremor.

Such a horrifying scene instantly scared a group of senior officials.

Is this definitely not a normal fever or cold? What happened? Has it been poisoned?

Who did it?!

The medical team hurriedly stepped forward to take over the patient and started a professional examination.

“No external trauma was found!”

"Blood pressure is normal!"

“The heart frequency is still in the normal range!”

"But the body temperature reached 407 degrees! High fever!"

The more you check, the ugly the doctors' faces will look. Because from these test data, we can see that the remaining parts of the patient are in good condition, except

brain!

However, the brain is the most difficult issue in the medical field today. And let alone today, it is estimated that in another 100 years, humans will not be able to figure out the secrets of the brain.

What happened to the patient? Damn, we can’t understand this condition!

Brain and nerve diseases? No!

Viral encephalitis? Not!

Mutant cerebral thrombosis? Not to mention!

Seeing the doctors' embarrassing faces, everyone's hearts tightened. Could it be,

"What's the problem?! Tell me quickly!" Obama anxiously urged his imperial physician.

Hearing this, a female doctor said hesitantly: "We, we"

Just then, suddenly!

Another doctor screamed in panic: "No! The patient's pupils are slowly diminishing!"

What? The pupils are dilated?

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was extremely shocked.

Generally speaking, what does the continuous dilated person's pupils mean? It means that the brain is about to die!

That is, brain death!

Modern medicine determines whether a person's life survives is not determined by the beating of the heart, but by the activity of the brain.

Once someone is declared brain dead, it means that the person is truly dead! He is completely dead!

"Doctor, think of a solution!" President Obama shouted anxiously.

"Stop this evil change quickly! Hurry up!"

The senior officials also spoke anxiously. Among the crowd, Hughes looked at the doctors and suddenly became cold. His hand slowly reached to his waist, where there was a pistol.

Yes, he has the right to bring a gun into the White House!

Just as Hughes touched the holster with his right hand, he held him with his other hand.

He is a senior military official!

The man shook his head slightly at Hughes, stopping Hughes from acting. Hughes frowned and gave a wink at the man, then the two walked out of the room.

However, the threat of death did not disappear because of the departure of the two.

"If we don't have any medical treatment, we will have to be killed!" The doctors' hearts sank and quickly gathered together to discuss the condition quickly.

"I propose to transfer to Washington Hospital right away, where the most advanced equipment can be found, maybe the cause of the disease!" a doctor suggested.

However

"It's too late! The patient's pupils are still dilated! We need to stop its malignant changes before we can send them to the hospital!"

"Is it a complication caused by high fever? Let's give him an antibiotic first!"

"Yes, yes! Do it now!"

The doctors started to get busy again. While they were busy, they kept praying in their hearts:

It must be effective, otherwise our lives will be unsafe!

However, will it really work?

Ike's soul sea, a channel built with high-dimensional means is still transmitting the next technological information.

“520522524”

The double transmission speed did not cause the channel to collapse, but it was unable to withstand it.

My body is still trembling and my body temperature is still rising.

"408 degrees! 409 degrees, 41 degrees!" A doctor who monitored his body temperature screamed in panic.

This call made the doctors even more panicked, and also made President Obama and the senior officials even more panicked.

, God, little guy, don't die! If it's dead

At this time, outside the room.

Hughes was in conversation with the senior military officer.

"How many lines of code have been analyzed by the military now?"

Hearing Hughes' inquiry, the senior official whispered: "Okay 275!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the senior official instantly understood everything.

Why did the White House and the Watermelon Alliance still care so much about the little guy after having anti-nuclear weapons? It turns out that the reason for everything is here.

Owning and manufacturing represent two different levels of control.

For example, you would use 47 and you would be able to make 47. Can this be the same?

And for a strong country, what do you hope to get?

Obviously, of course the latter!

The United States not only hopes to use anti-nuclear weapons, but also hopes to independently manufacture anti-nuclear weapons.

So, before we can mass-produce this weapon, anyone can die, but our little prodigy cannot die!

If you die? Haha!

At this moment, the high-ranking official felt endless anger.

Check it out, check it hard for me, from today's kitchen and bathroom to security, and then to guests from all parties, all screening it.

Once the suspect is found, arrest immediately!
Chapter completed!