I ask you to write about monsters, but you write about Foundation files?

With the continuous broadcast of "There is no Antimemetics Department Here", there are also many doubts in the hearts of the audience.

Like, what is the Antimemetics Division?

Is it really a special department in the Foundation?

Or is it something else?

There is,

Why does Marion say that she is the head of the Antimemetics Division, but O5-8's assistant disagrees, and instead says that there is no Antimemetics Division?

Who among them is lying?

And the Antimemetics Department, is it a real department?

If it exists,

What is its function?

Why doesn't the Foundation's higher-ups O5-8 seem to be aware of its existence?

What's the secret behind this?

One question after another lingered in the minds of the audience.

Leaving the audience confused.

Fortunately, the current plot is still continuing, and the audience believes that all the answers will be revealed with the development of the plot......

............

............

["There is no antimemetic department here" plot].

"We don't have an antimemetics department. The assistant said, categorically and surely.

Marion shook her head slightly: "You have." "

"I'm sorry, but we have the Memetics Department, the Hypercontainment Department, and the Fire Department, as well as the First Bureau of Enforcement, the Second Department of Enforcement, the Personnel Management Department, and the D-Class Personnel Management Department...... There are various other departments, but there is no ...... of the 'Antimemetics Department'

."

O5-8 spoke

He was clearly not quite convinced by Marion's words.

"So, excuse me, is there a sarcasm department?" said Marion with a smile.

"No? well, huh...... Then let me ask you another question, why, you think, the Antimemetics Department is on the list?".

"It's just a façade! It sounds good, but she must have made it up in advance!"

Clay next to him spoke.

The gun in his hand was still pointed at Marion.

"Clay, put down your gun. "

O5-8 spoke suddenly, his eyes loosening slightly as he looked at Marion.

Although Clay was unwilling, he obeyed the order and put down the gun.

Marion breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Some of the containment objects have dangerous memetic properties. "

"There are also contagious concepts that require the same level of containment as the physical threat. They go into your head, manipulate your mind, and spread to other people's minds, right?"

"That's right. O5-8's tone was calm.

Marion nodded, and added:

"In addition to memetic containment, there are also containment materials with antimemetic properties. "

"Certain ideas cannot be shared, and certain entities or phenomena capture and devour information, especially about themselves. "

"For example, if you take a picture of them, you will find that you will never be able to wash them out, you write a description of them with a pen on a piece of paper, hand it to someone, and you will find that what you write will only become a book of heaven, and no one can understand it, not even yourself!"

"You can stare at it, it's not even invisible, but you can't detect anything. "

"It's a dream you can't grasp, a secret you can never reveal, a lie, a living conspiracy. It is a conceptual subculture that devours the ideas of other ideas – sometimes a part of reality, and sometimes, people. "

"All I can say is that they are a threat, and that's really all I can say. Antimemes are dangerous, we don't know about them, and they're a problem we have to solve, so there's the Antimemes Department. "

"We can think sideways because they literally 'eat' the training you've done to confront it and defeat it, you know

?"

With Marion finishing, the room fell silent.

O5-8 stared at her for a moment, then finally said, "Here's an example. "

"Containment-055. Marion said.

"We don't have Containment-055!" Clay next to him immediately retorted!

"We have. Marion shook her head.

"No! Containment numbers are not assigned consecutively, and some numbers are vacant. This number is not assigned, this is not superstition, we have to worry about too much, we don't have time to care about any mysterious numbers. We have Containment-666, and Containment-013, but not Containment-055!".

Clay continued to retort.

"Clay, look at this. O5-8 suddenly spoke, turning the monitor to reveal the document he had just received.

He had just finished reading the document and was surprised.

The same goes for Clay.

"This document is fully identified, the signature is also correct, encrypted and encoded, and it is genuine. "

O5-8 spoke, a tone of surprise.

"I don't remember seeing it, but judging by what I'm looking at...... I guess I've seen it many times......

".

"How could it be ......" Clay was dumbfounded!

Marion wanted to spit on him, but she held back and asked, "Clay, how long have you been in the Foundation?"

"And if this containment is really that powerful......" Clay didn't respond to the question, just incredulously.

"And who wrote this document?" O5-8 finished speaking for Clay, "how did the interview in the document go, and, most importantly, how did you remember it?".

Marion's face was calm: "Bart wrote, he's dead." "

"What's wrong with him?".

"You won't want to know. "

............

Hear Marion's answer.

O5-8 and the assistant froze.

For a while,

O5-8 said, "What would I ......do if I knew?"

"Then it will happen to you again. "

Marion spoke

After a pause, she continued, "You know we have amnestics, right?"

"Actually, in the Antimemetics Division, there's also a memory aid that comes at different levels, so I can remember it. "

After saying that, Marion's cell phone rang again.

With O5-8's approval, she removed the pills from her bag.

She squeezed one out of a plate of medicine.

Green, hexagonal.

The camera flashes to O5-8's face.

He looked familiar.

"W-grade memory aid, minimal potency, suitable for long-term use, two capsules a day, go downstairs to the site pharmacy and ask, huh...... The pharmacist will definitely tell you that there is no such thing, and you tell them that they are misremembering, and just confirm it again. Marion introduced.

O5-8 sighed.

"I've got ......

".

Marion nodded: "Yes, you forgot to take your medicine, you should have taken it, just like me and all my colleagues, this is the only way for us to work." You forget to take the medicine, you forget all the information that the medicine helps you with, you forget why you take the medicine, who gave you the medicine, and where you are going to pick it up. You've forgotten about me, and the entire Antimemetics Division, and now, I've got to get you back on track. "

O5-8 nodded, "If I take the medicine, I'll remember the whole conversation, we're not going to do it again, are we?"

"Hopefully not. Marion said.

"Well, do I need to take medicine too?" Clay next to him suddenly said.

O5-8 looked at him, "Sorry kid, wait until you become O5." "

With that, he took the pills.

Marion ate her share too.

O5-8 thought for a moment and asked, "What the hell is Containment-055?"

"It's nothing. Marion said.

"As the document says, it's a powerful automatic suppressor of information. Judging by previous experiments, it can only be defined in negative terms, and we can only remember what it is not. We know it's not Safe, or Euclid. We know it's not round, it's not square, it's not green or silver. We know it's not stupid, we know it's not alone. But we know it's weak. Because it's the only antimemetic medium we have that has a physical container in the documentation. We've got the documentation to document it, and we've got containment procedures. It's not Safe, which means it's dangerous, but it's contained. "

"Do you have containment procedures, where?".

O5-8 blinked.

"Here!".

Marion gestured to her head.

"How many antimemes are there, and how dangerous are they?".

"Well, I know of 10 of them, but there's probably 5 more that I don't know, well, that's not counting the wandering, uncontained antimemes. "

"For example, there are at least two of them in this room now, don't look at them, there's no point. "

Marion looked at Clay next to her, who was frantically scanning the room.

O5-8 was calm, looking at Marion.

"There's an invisible monster that haunts me all the time, and this guy loves to eat my memories. "

Marion explained, "It's Containment-4987, Clay, told you don't look, it's not here...... Well, I've learned to deal with it now, that guy is like a gluttonous pet, I deliberately made some interesting memories to feed him, lest it eat my important memories ......

".

"And another?" asked Clay.

Marion looked at O5-8 and nodded, pulling her pistol out of her bag.

Then shoot directly at Clay.

Two shots in a row,

Clay fell straight to the ground.

Keep your eyes open,

"How do you know-".

"Bang!".

Marion fired a third shot, right in the head!