Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 3737 Daily Life of the Savior

Faced with everyone's doubts, Angell still explained a few words.

"Henrietta is infected with a special mutant virus. Once she dies, she will be infected and counterattack immediately. Including those who were infected before, they will also mutate because of this..."

Under the influence of the nightmare, everyone did not question Angell's words.

They even remained rational and thought along Angell's lines. - Of course, rationality comes from Angell's suppression of their emotions. After all, the end of the world is coming, and letting emotions run wild may lead to the spread of panic.

It's just...

Connors: "If it's really as you said, then there shouldn't be any problem for us to discuss the lockdown measures, right?"

Angel glanced at Connors: "There's no need to discuss, because no matter how much you seal it off, even if you seal off the entire care center, it's still useless."

Connors asked in confusion: "Why? Is the lockdown not tight enough?"

Angel did not explain that he had already sealed it off with Nightmare Illusion, but took this opportunity to say: "The lockdown itself is fine, but your current lockdown is too late."

"Too late?"

Angel nodded: "As far as I know, most of the mutant viruses are still in the care center, but there are still 7%... a small amount of viruses that have leaked out."

"So." Angel looked around at everyone: "I need your help now, help me find out which channel the virus leaked from?"

After listening to Angel's question, the chief doctors present were actually still confused.

Including Connors, they all didn't understand: "If the mutant virus has already leaked, then is it too late for us to make up for it now?"

After all, the virus is not a wooden man, it won't wait for you to catch it.

However, in the face of Connors's doubts, Angell said confidently: "It's not too late now."

"Although I don't know the specific mechanism yet,... as long as Henrietta is not dead, the mutated weird virus will not spread on a large scale."

"If the infected are found and sealed in time, it is possible to stop this doomsday virus."

After listening to Angell's story, both Connors and other doctors began to think about the possible infection loopholes.

Seeing this scene, regardless of what Angell thought, Turing was very surprised anyway.

If it were normal, they would never believe what the master said immediately, let alone get things on track so quickly, work together to find the 7% of lost progress.

Turing turned his head to look at Angell, and the little expression on the "TV screen" was full of admiration.

But soon, it showed obvious loss again.

Even above the small golden TV, there were three more black lines.

Such an emotional transformation naturally attracted Angell's attention.

"Turing, you look disappointed?"

Turing tilted his head: "Disappointed? I don't know if this is disappointment, I just feel a little regretful."

"What's the regret?"

Turing used his newly enlightened mind and began to express his rare emotional language as an AI: "I regret that I can't help my master."

Angel smiled and patted the mini antenna of the small TV: "Don't forget your job. Your job is to integrate information and create variety shows, not to save the world with me here."

"As long as you play a role in your job, you don't need to feel regretful."

Turing continued to tilt his head: "But, in addition to my job, I also regret that many people can't see the achievements of my master."

Angel was stunned for a moment and chuckled: "Are you feeling sorry for me, the 'unknown savior'?"

Turing nodded obediently: "Yes."

Angel: "It doesn't matter. I don't care about these false names."

Especially, this is just a copy. The false names in the copy are not too important.

Seeing that Angel had turned his head and listened to the conversations of others, Turing's expression slowly settled.

About five minutes later, the doctor seemed to have come up with an answer.

At this time, Turing whispered: "Can I record all this?"

"Record?" Angel did not understand what Turing meant for a moment.

Turing shook his face, and a picture appeared on the TV screen where the "expression" was originally.

In the picture, it was exactly what Angel and Connors and others discussed not long ago.

"This is..." Angel was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Recording?"

Turing nodded: "I want to record the master's picture."

Angel was a little confused: "Why?"

Turing put away the picture on the TV screen and showed his little expression again: "Isn't this what the master reminded me?"

Angel pointed at himself: "Me?"

Turing nodded: "The master said before that I should not forget my job. I thought about it carefully. The master is waking me up. I should use my subjective initiative to find creative points and complete my job."

Angel: "..." No.

Turing continued: "So, I just integrated the information I have accumulated, and finally used my master ability to create a new variety show."

"I call this variety show: "The Daily Life of the Savior."

Hearing this, Angle seemed to understand Turing's idea.

"The savior you are talking about can't be me?"

Turing nodded suddenly: "Yes. I have already thought of the title of the first season and the first episode, which is called: "The Savior is also quietly preventing the virus doomsday today!"

Angel: "..."

This strong sense of déjà vu plus shame... What information did you absorb along the way? Did you go to the roadside novel stall?

Moreover, you are still the first season and the first episode? Are you planning to make this a multi-season series?

Looking at Turing's expectant look, Angel wanted to speak his mind, but in the end he said tactfully: "Although I really want to support your idea, you have to know that I would rather be a behind-the-scenes staff member of a variety show than a front-stage performer."

"Take a step back, even if I really want to be a front-stage performer, I can't save the world every day."

It just happened today.

You can't encounter a doomsday crisis every day, right? Or, do you want to make a big thing, find a way to destroy the world yourself, and let me be the savior?

Turing blinked: "It's okay. The Savior's Daily Life can be more about daily life rather than saving the world."

"Besides, The Savior's Daily Life is just a reality show. It's normal for variety reality shows to have scripts, right? Today is the doomsday of the virus, tomorrow is a small town crisis... I can write a moving script."

Angel: "..."

"I don't want to be a performer."

Turing thought about it, this is a problem that needs to be solved.

It pondered for a moment: "Then can I change my face? Or, the master can help me find an actor to perform the doomsday script later..."

"I believe that after the production is completed, it will definitely be popular, and then I can harvest more heat points!"

Looking at Turing's expression full of anticipation for making variety shows, and the fact that "heat points" are indeed what Angel needs, he thought again and again, and finally nodded: "I will help you find other people to perform this doomsday script later."

Turing: "Then the master promised me to record it?"

Angel: "Didn't you say to find someone to perform it, why record it?"

Turing: "Material! Now there is no heat point to solve the prop problem, so I can only shoot more historical materials and add them in when the time comes."

Angel looked at Turing with an excited face and nodded: "Shoot whatever material you want."

However, Angel still made three rules with Turing. Regarding his materials, especially the materials of him using the Nightmare Illusion Technique and various powers, they must not be filmed.

Turing also nodded in agreement.

Next, Turing stopped talking and concentrated on filming the material.

Angell controlled Turing's backstage through the magic book and found that the material it filmed was...somewhat upside down.

Its language logic has made great progress during this period.

But in terms of lens language, it is still very lacking.

Angell did not point out its problems. Anyway, it will find these things after filming.

Moreover, even if the lens language is a little worse, as long as the post-editing can keep up, it is not impossible to be rejuvenated. But...

Can Turing edit?

I don't know.

Angell did not ask, but just quietly put away the magic book and exited the control backstage.

...

Let Turing play freely, and Angell returned to the topic.

After some discussion with Connors and many doctors, plus Angell's supplement, they have generally determined the reason for the remaining 7% progress.

According to everyone's speculation, all the mutant strange viruses originated from Henrietta.

Then, anyone who is related to Henrietta may become a breach of the virus.

What else is related to Henrietta that has not been paid attention to?

——Organs.

In other words, people who have transplanted Henrietta's organs.

Henrietta suffers from a disease that allows her to proliferate organs almost indefinitely, which makes her a natural embryo culture dish. Many people who are missing organs, or who have lost some organs due to misfortune, can rely on the mutant virus in Henrietta's body to cultivate new organs.

How could the organs cultivated from Henrietta not contain viruses?

So, if nothing unexpected happens, the remaining 7% in Angel's progress bar is most likely these people.

"There are many people who have transplanted Henrietta's organs, and they are distributed in a wide area..." Connors looked at Angel: "Can we really control them before Henrietta dies?"

Angel did not answer immediately, but looked at Connors: "Do you have information about these transplant recipients?"

Connors nodded: "This is it."

As he spoke, Connors quickly opened a secret cabinet and took out a thick stack of information from it.

"Every organ transplant operation is done in the hospital, so there are records."

Connors handed the information to Angell.

Angel quickly opened the tether and quickly scanned it.

There are about a hundred pages in it, and each page is a transplant recipient of Henrietta's organ. The information is very detailed, not only including the transplant time, corresponding address, family situation, but also their photos.

Angel directly arranged it with the address and quickly went through it in his mind.

70% of the transplant recipients are from the 14th Town. Only a small number of them came from several surrounding underground towns.

As for the transplant recipients above the surface, there is none.

This is not difficult to understand, because 100% of the transplant recipients are mutants. They don't care about the strange virus, so they dare to accept the organs cultivated by Henrietta.

The legal residents on the surface have not been infected with the virus. Even if they have been vaccinated, it cannot be completely guaranteed that their bodies can still hold up after the virus organs are transplanted.

Therefore, the transplant recipients are all underground residents, and all of them are mutants.

This is relatively easier to search.

Angel picked out the information of the transplant recipients in the 14th town and gave it to Connors and Schneider: "You lead the team to find all these people."

"If you don't find anyone, you can contact me through the logo on your hand."

Connors: "Logo on your hand?"

Connors and Schneider looked down in confusion, and they didn't know when a thorny lion heart mark appeared on the back of their hands.

Not only them, but also other people present, and even the security personnel of the entire nursing center, have an extra logo on the back of their hands.

"As for the remaining 30% of patients, the rest of you should take your security team members and search separately. Just like Connors and his team, if there is any problem, or if you can't find them at the designated address, contact me immediately."

Angel gave instructions while distributing the remaining information.

At the same time, he also glanced at the countdown.

"Countdown: 01:29:09"

There is exactly one and a half hours left. If we just go to the addresses of these transplant recipients, it should be more than enough.

I'm afraid that these transplant recipients are not at home, and it will take a long time to find them.

Thinking of this, Angel snapped his fingers at the void again.

A large number of nightmare nodes poured into each logo like a torrent.

Whether it is Connors and others, or the security personnel on the first floor of the nursing center, they are already carrying a large number of nightmare nodes at this time.

"When you find someone, contact me immediately."

Angel planned to use the God's perspective to monitor everyone's actions. Once he encountered a transplant recipient, he would remotely control the Nightmare Node left in the logo to seal the transplant recipient first.

Avoid accidents.

If there are some transplant recipients who are not at home, as long as they report back, Angel will also locate the other party's position through the God's perspective.

After making arrangements, Angel asked them to lead the team separately to carry out the search mission.

Angel sat in the dean's office and contacted everyone with the logo through the God's perspective to coordinate the overall work.

In a few minutes, the various action teams had been assigned, and all the idle medical staff and security personnel were dispatched.

Only a small number of doctors who handle basic matters and infected people were left in the nursing center.

If it were normal, without so many security guards and doctors, it is estimated that the nursing center would have been in chaos.

But under the control of Nightmare, everyone did their own thing and was not affected at all. Even if outsiders entered the nursing center, they would not find anything abnormal.

Of course, Angel could not let outsiders in at this time.