"Alfa," Zhang Heng put the unconscious man in his arms on the ground, his expression extremely solemn, "How about it, can you detect what happened before?"
"Sorry, sir, I can't understand the behavior of these people, and there have never been similar cases in my information database." Alpha said innocently.
Zhang Heng did not expect that such strange things could be understood by a supercomputer. He just asked again, "So, has the entire experiment been recorded?"
"Yes, but after the destruction device in the isolation room is turned on, all the cameras and other equipment inside have been destroyed. The camera only records the second of destruction." Alpha answered.
"That's enough." Zhang Heng nodded, "Set this video as top secret. No one is allowed to watch it unless I order it!"
"Yes sir."
Zhang Heng turned around and walked out of the laboratory. After more than ten minutes, Gu Zhan rushed in with a large group of clone warriors.
"Take all Professor Abbott Armstrong and his assistants away and keep them under strict guard. No one is allowed to let them out unless ordered by the Commander!"
"Understood!" The clone warrior agreed, and at the same time, the medical staff behind him also walked in, put a person on a stretcher, and then quickly moved him away.
After watching the clone warriors take away the unconscious scientists, Gu Zhan turned his head and looked at the isolation room aside. At this time, the inside of the isolation room was filled with disinfectant due to the cleaning mechanism. The disinfectant was so clear that you could even clearly see a black stain on the bottom of the water, which was the grease and coke left after the three people were burned to ashes.
Gu Zhan looked at the stain with an expressionless face, but he found that a special feeling of palpitations came from the isolation room. Gu Zhan instinctively sensed that the farther away from the stain, the better, so he thought I don't want to turn around and leave, and at the same time completely seal this laboratory.
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Zhang Heng slowly woke up from his deep sleep. After a night of rest, the splitting headache finally subsided. He quickly got up and asked someone from Alpha to bring breakfast. After eating, Zhang Heng felt completely relaxed. With a sigh, he turned and walked towards the door.
Zhang Heng didn't stop until he reached a tightly guarded medical room at the bottom of the college. At this time, two armored clone warriors stood outside the door. When they saw Zhang Heng's arrival, they both saluted.
"What's the situation inside?" Zhang Heng asked calmly.
"Professor Abbott and his four assistants have all been isolated. There is no abnormality. In addition, the psychologist Professor Alexander has arrived and is now inside." The clone warrior replied.
Zhang Heng nodded, pushed the door open, and then saw a dark corridor. On both sides of the corridor, there were cold black iron doors, like a prison.
Here is the college's Abnormal Human Research Center, a place similar to a mental hospital. The wasteland world has extremely harsh survival pressure, which will inevitably produce countless lunatics who are driven crazy, frightened, and insane. This abnormal human research center exists to study human psychology. Although it is an unpopular department, But essential.
This kind of place will always give people a feeling of extreme fear. A madman is always more frightening than a murderer, because you never know what a madman will do next. Zhang Heng walked to the end of the corridor and saw the door of a confinement room open. A desperate scream came from the confinement room. Zhang Heng walked to the door and saw four strong men using their weapons. The arm controlled Abbott. The poor professor looked like he was neither a human nor a ghost. He kept struggling and screaming. What Abbott faced was a blond, middle-aged man in a white coat. The man was holding a flashlight and shining something into Abbott's mouth.
"Professor Alexander?" Zhang Heng asked.
Everyone's movements suddenly stopped, and they subconsciously looked at Zhang Heng. The middle-aged man in a white coat nodded, "It's me, Commander. What are your orders?"
"I'm here to see how Professor Abbott's condition is." Zhang Heng said. He observed the blond middle-aged man in front of him unscrupulously. In his perception, the man had a gloomy aura. In Zhang Heng's opinion, He has been dealing with mental illness for many years, and his own mental state does not seem to be very good.
"Professor Abbott has suffered severe mental stimulation. I'm afraid he will need a long period of recuperation. As for whether he can recover, I cannot guarantee it." Alexander glanced at Zhang Heng and said coldly.
"Mental stimulation?" Zhang Heng nodded, "I see. In this case, I need to stay alone with Professor Abbott for a while."
"Now?" Alexander paused in his movements and frowned.
"Yes, now." Zhang Heng's voice left no room for doubt.
"Understood." Alexander was silent for a while, and finally turned around and walked outside the confinement room. The remaining people also let go of Professor Abbott without looking at Zhang Heng. One of them even touched Zhang Heng's shoulder. .
After everyone left, Zhang Heng's eyebrows moved slightly, he raised his head and said, "Alfa?"
"Yes, sir."
"Let me monitor every move of Alexander and several assistants around him." Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with a cold light, "If they have any abnormal behavior, immediately notify the clone warriors for arrest."
"clear."
After Alpha agreed, Zhang Heng looked at Albert, who was huddled in the corner. The old man seemed ten years older and looked like he was about to die. Under the illumination of the energy-saving lamp, his face revealed a bluish-white color. In addition, The thick dark circles under his eyes and pale lips looked very wrong.
"Professor Abbott, do you still recognize me?" Zhang Heng walked to Abbott and said condescendingly, "Tell me, what did you see yesterday?"
"Hehe... I feel them..." Abbott laughed strangely, his voice was low, with an indescribable weirdness in this small confinement room, "They are about to come back..."
"Who are they?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, squatted down, and asked in a seductive tone.
"They are..." Abbott's voice deepened, and an obscure and inexplicable tone popped out of Abbott's mouth. What was even more strange was that the moment Abbott said this, Zhang Heng's There seemed to be a certain fragment flashing through his mind, as if Abbott's voice carried a special message.
Zhang Heng was shocked. It had become obvious that during the experiment, a mental infection similar to Yuehua was transmitted from Experimental Subject No. 2. Then Zhang Heng ordered the sound to be turned on, which ultimately caused the mental infection to pass through. The sound was transmitted, and several assistants including Abbott were infected. However, because he had been training in Yuehua's virtual space for a long time, his will was far beyond that of humans, so he was immune to this effect.
"Meme?" Suddenly, a set of words flashed through Zhang Heng's mind. The only time he had come into contact with the word meme was when he had just obtained the Black Seal. However, because this ability was too dangerous, Zhang Heng was He has never used it after taking control of the divine seal, and now, Abbott's behavior is very much like a meme-infected behavior...
If it really is a meme, then things are complicated.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but fall into deep thinking. Memes, a technology that transmits information, are simply not something Zhang Heng can resist today. Although the technology in the radiation plane is higher than reality, in the face of advanced technology like memes, it is impossible to resist it at all. No resistance at all!
So, if you want to eliminate the influence of memes, there seems to be only one way...