Black Technology Monopoly

"Alpha," Zhang Heng placed the unconscious person in his arms on the ground, his expression was so dignified, "How about, can you detect what happened before?"

"Sorry, sir, I can't understand the performance of these people, and there have never been similar cases in my database." Alpha innocent.

Zhang Heng didn't expect such a strange thing to be understood by a supercomputer, he just asked again, "So, has this experiment been recorded?"

"Yes, but after the destruction device of the isolation room is turned on, the internal camera and other equipment have been destroyed, and the camera is only recorded in the second when it is destroyed." Alpha replied.

"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 ten minutes, Gu Zhan rushed in with a large group of clone soldiers.

"Take away Professor Abbot Armstrong and his aides, and keep them under close guard. No one is allowed to let them out unless ordered by Your Commander!"

"Understand!" The clone warrior promised, while the medical staff behind him walked in, placed an individual on a stretcher, and quickly removed it.

After watching the cloned soldiers take away this group of scientists who lost their minds, Gu Zhan turned to look at the quarantine room. At this time, the interior of the quarantine room was filled with disinfectant because of the cleaning mechanism. The disinfectant is clear and transparent, and even a black stain on the bottom of the water can be clearly seen, which is the grease and coke left by the three people after being burned to ashes.

Gu Zhan looked at the stain on the beach with an expressionless expression, but he found that a special feeling of feeling spread from the isolation room. Gu Zhan instinctively noticed that the farther away the stain from the beach, the better, so he wanted to Don't want to turn around and leave, while completely closing the laboratory.

...

Zhang Heng slowly woke up from a deep sleep. After a night of cultivation, the headache was finally relieved. He quickly got up and let the Alpha send him to him. After eating, Zhang Heng was completely relaxed. Breath, turned and walked towards the door.

It wasn't until he came to a tightly guarded medical room at the bottom of the college that Zhang Heng stopped. At this time, two cloned soldiers in armor stood outside the door and saw Zhang Heng coming and salute at the same time.

"What's going on inside?" Zhang Heng asked lightly.

"Professor Albert and his four assistants have all been isolated without any abnormality. In addition, psychologist Professor Alexander has arrived and is now inside." The clone warrior replied.

Zhang Heng nodded and pushed directly into the door. Then he saw a dark corridor. On both sides of the corridor was a cold black iron door, just like a prison.

Here is the college's abnormal human research center, similar to a mental hospital. The wasteland world has extremely severe living pressure, and it is bound to produce countless lunatics who are insane and insane. This abnormal human research center exists for the study of human psychology. Although it is an unpopular department, but But essential.

This kind of place always makes people feel a sense of extreme fear. A lunatic is always more frightening than a murderer, because you never know what a lunatic will do next. When Zhang Heng walked to the end of the corridor, he saw the door of a confinement room opened. A desperate scream came from the confinement room. When Zhang Heng walked to the door, only four strong men were used. Arms control Abbot. This poor professor is a man who looks like a ghost and keeps screaming, while Abert is facing a middle-aged blond man in a white coat, middle-aged. The man was holding a flashlight and shining into Albert's mouth.

"Professor Alexander?" Zhang Heng said.

The actions in all the people's hands were all of a sudden, and they looked at Zhang Heng subconsciously. The middle-aged man in a white coat nodded. "It's me, Your Excellency, what's your order?"

"I'm here to see how Professor Abert's condition is." Zhang Heng said, he unscrupulously observed the middle-aged blond man in front of him. In his induction, there was a gloomy atmosphere on the other side, in Zhang Heng's opinion. Dealing with mental illness all year round, his own spirit does not seem to be very good.

"Professor Abbot has suffered a serious mental stimulus, and I am afraid that it will take a long time to convalesce. As for the recovery, I cannot guarantee it." Alexander glanced at Zhang Heng and said coldly.

"Psychological stimulation?" Zhang Heng nodded. "That's the case. In this case, I need to stay alone with Professor Abbot."

"Now?" Alexander frowned.

"Yes, now." Zhang Heng's voice was beyond doubt.

"I see." Alexander was silent for a while, and finally turned around and walked outside the confinement, and the others also let go of Professor Abbott, not even looking at Zhang Heng, one of them also touched Zhang Heng's shoulder. .

When everyone left, Zhang Heng's eyebrows moved slightly, he looked up and said, "Alfa?"

"Yes, sir."

"Take a look at every move of Alexander and several assistants around him." Zhang Heng flashed a cold light in his eyes. "If they have any abnormal behavior, immediately notify the clone soldiers to make an arrest."

"understand."

After Alpha agreed, Zhang Heng looked at Abbot, who was curled up in the corner. At this time, the old man was ten years old, and he was about to die. Under the illumination of the energy-saving lamp, Pang revealed a blue-white, plus Heavy dark circles and pale lips look very wrong.

"Professor Abbott, do you still recognize me?" Zhang Heng walked to Abbott and condescended. "Tell me, what did you see yesterday?"

"Hey ... I feel them ..." Abbott smiled strangely, his voice low, in this small confinement room with an indescribable weirdness, "They are coming back ... ... "

"Who are they?" Zhang Heng raised an eyebrow, squatted down, and asked in a seductive tone.

"They are ..." Abbott's voice went down, and an obscure tone popped out of Abbott's mouth, which was even more bizarre. It was the moment that Abbott spoke this sentence, Zhang Heng There seems to be a snippet of a flash in his brain, as if there was a special message in Abert's voice.

Zhang Heng was startled, and it was already obvious. During the experiment, a mental infection similar to Yuehua was passed from subject No. 2 and Zhang Heng ordered to turn on the sound, which eventually led to the mental infection. The sound was transmitted, and several assistants, including Abbott, were infected, and because he trained in Yuehua's virtual space for a long time, his will far surpassed humans, so he was immune to this effect.

"Memes?" Suddenly, Zhang Heng flashed a set of words in his mind. The only time he ever encountered the word memes was when he just got the black seal. But because this ability was too dangerous, Zhang Hengzai The Seal of Controlling God has never been used, and now, Abert behaves like a memetic infection ...

If it's a meme, things are complicated.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but fall into deep thinking. The memetic technology and technology to transmit information is not something that Zhang Heng can resist today. Although the radiation level technology is higher than reality, in the face of advanced technology such as memes, No resistance at all!

Well, if you want to eliminate the effects of memes, there seems to be only one way ... (to be continued.) 2k novel reading network