Black Technology Monopoly

In the following month, Zhang Heng followed Alberta to learn how the other party managed D-class personnel. Of course, the so-called management means to keep the other party sufficiently obedient during this month, and when some people are taken out to participate in the experiment, and never return, stabilize the remaining D-class personnel, and maintain stability It is also diverse.

For example: violent coercion, violent coercion, and violent coercion.

Moreover, in this month, Professor David received a new SCP research project, and the quota of twelve D-class personnel was stretched suddenly. It did not wait until the end of the month, but only in the middle of the month. D-class personnel, only the last two remain.

"Two gentlemen, today is the last day you are about to be released, but fortunately, before the last day arrives, your test task finally comes."

At the end of this month, Zhang Heng received another order from Professor David. He took the two security guards to the d-class personnel's dormitory and smiled kindly at the remaining two. "Now, please follow We went to the mission test site and thank you for your cooperation. "

"Damn, I don't want to perform any tests!" The two were suddenly panicked like a kitten, and one of the big men said in a crying voice. "Last time you said the same thing, took John and Jacob, and then They never came back, and now you want to take us away, just imagine that we will never leave the dormitory! "

"Oh, that's okay for you." Zhang Heng shook his lips, the two security guards behind him suddenly pulled the bolts and aimed the machine gun in their hands. "Do you want to go by yourself or do you want me to ask you to go?"

"Allahu Akbar! Lord Almighty, let this devil go to **** right now!" An Arabian aside suddenly exhorted.

"Your God will receive your prayers, but before he manifests, you still have to do as I said." Zhang Heng shrugged and turned to walk outside the dormitory, while the two were escorted by security guards. Dejected followed Zhang Heng.

Soon, Zhang Heng led the two people through the corridor to a closed hall. There are two alloy doors in front of the hall, and the second floor of the hall is a row of transparent glass windows. Junior researchers such as Professor David and Justin could be seen standing there, waiting silently.

"Professor, d-class personnel have been brought in." Zhang Heng looked up and reported to Professor David Hui.

"Very good, ready to start the experiment." David expressionless, "Let D-level personnel enter their posts."

"Understood." Zhang Heng received the order, and said to the former man immediately, "Mr. George, you enter the first room." Then he turned to look at the Arab man on the side. Two rooms. "

"What's in the room, why should we go in?" George warned.

"Nothing, there is only a table inside, there is a piece of paper on the table, and a piece of paper is written on it." Zhang Heng spread his hands and walked to the front door to press a button. Suddenly, the alloy steel door opened suddenly.

The eyes of everyone looked at the door inward, and sure enough, there was only one desk. The desk was made of red shirt wood and looked extremely ordinary. From this position, you can see that there is only one desk. White paper, nothing else.

"Mr. George, your task now is to pick up the piece of paper on the table and read the information on the paper. After reading it, you can be released."

"Are you sure?" George stared at Zhang Heng's eyes, but he was disappointed. In Zhang Heng's eyes, he could not see the slightest emotion, like a pool of standing water.

"I'm sure." Zhang Heng nodded, "don't you think you have choice?"

"Okay." George said bitterly. He finally took a deep look at his companion, and then entered the door with a heavy step. After the other person walked in, Zhang Heng pressed the button again, and suddenly, the steel door burst. Shut down, leaving George locked inside.

After doing this, Zhang Heng said to the remaining D-class personnel, "Mr. Mohammed, you go to the next room immediately." Then, he pressed a button again, and saw the same door next door. Open, and in this room, there is no table and paper, only a monitor, and the monitor is showing the picture of the room where George entered.

"Me?" Muhammad took a spit of anxiety and walked in reluctantly.

"Your mission is different from George. You just need to observe George's every move." Zhang Heng nodded and closed the door again after Muhammad entered.

After doing all this, Zhang Heng walked directly from the next stairs to the second floor, and saw Professor David looking intently at the monitoring pictures in the two isolation rooms.

In the picture, in one of the rooms, George looked at the closed door behind him in confusion, hesitated, and walked towards that seat. He seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he had already Have no choice.

"Stephen, what do you think is the message on that piece of paper?" Justin whispered.

"I don't want to know." Zhang Heng shook his head and looked at Professor David. "But it should be certain that this meme similar to scp-9527 is more deadly than 9527."

"Yes, my major is the research of information scp, so most of the projects I take over are, but this scp-9530 is indeed much more lethal than 9527. Once leaked, I am afraid that the entire civilization It will be completely destroyed. "Professor David solemnly.

"Keter-level containment!" The crowd heard and immediately moved.

"9530?" Zhang Heng revealed his thoughtfulness. Only a month or so after the appearance of 9527, 9530 appeared. In other words, in just one month, four new types of containment have been discovered worldwide.

This speed of appearance, even Zhang Heng, was a bit shocked, and I don't know how long humans on this plane can persist, nearly 10,000 kinds of containment, this is only the number found, even if only 1% inside It is a keter level, and there are almost a hundred types of containment that can destroy the world.

In his view, the world has not yet collapsed, it is a miracle.

At this point, in the monitoring screen, George has reached the desk, he slowly picked up the piece of paper, his mouth moved slightly, it seems that he was reading something, but at this time Professor David has closed the sound channel, after all, this one The information is not scp-9527, and before they fully understand the nature of the containment, they are not sure if this information can be transmitted through sound.

After reading this message, George in the picture suddenly trembled as if he had found something shocking. He started to look around in horror, then suddenly went crazy, and even bit his own finger directly. And start painting on the walls!

As soon as George started writing, Professor David directly closed the video of George's room and turned to the room where another D-class person was next door. He saw the Arab named Mohammed. Staring at surveillance, he also fell into a state of absent-mindedness, whispering something in his mouth, it seemed that the message also had a shocking effect on him.

In the end, he bit his finger desperately and followed the writing on the wall!

"It can basically be confirmed that scp-9530 can be transmitted through sound media and video media. Any human who sees scp-9530 will be infected by scp-9530, and its contagiousness is far beyond scp-9527." Professor David once again closed Muhammad's location Room monitoring, heavy road.

"And after the infection, the infected person will use all available resources to spread this information." Zhang Heng added silently, "It is just that the message scp-9530 will be infected with just one word, or You have to watch or listen to the whole paragraph to be infected, but we do n’t know. If we want to get the answer, we need to perform a lot of experiments. "

"It's just a pity that the next experiment will wait until the next batch of d-class personnel is assigned." Professor David regretted that "the number of d-class personnel is too small to be enough."

Everyone nodded for granted. After waiting for about half a minute, Professor David looked at his watch and suddenly looked at everyone. "It's almost time. Next, who wants to check the situation in those two rooms?"

The crowd was silent all the time, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and there was no snoring.

"Hey ..." Professor David sighed. "In that case, let me do it myself."

"I'll go." But Zhang Heng stepped forward. "Professor, let me come this time."

Professor David froze for a moment. He took a deep look at Zhang Heng with a reassuring smile, "Very well, Stephen, you did not let me down."

"This is what I should do." Zhang Heng bowed his head slightly, looking humble.

"You are the best child I have ever seen." Professor David looked softer. "Remember, don't look at the information on the wall after entering, I don't want to lose a good assistant."

"Understand." Zhang Heng turned and walked down the stairs, leaving only assistants with complicated looks.

Soon after, Zhang Heng came to the lobby on the first floor again. He first let the two security guards leave, and then silently pressed the door button of the first compartment. Immediately, with a sound of metal friction, the door where George had entered before was booming. On.

At this point, George in the gate had completely disappeared. Zhang Heng looked around the room, only to see that there was a puddle of bubbling yellow liquid at the corner, and the liquid also contained the yellow prisoner's clothes that George had worn before.

"Did it completely dissolve and turn into a substance like amniotic fluid?" Zhang Heng lowered his head and observed it silently. Suddenly a smile was raised at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the wall in front of him!

On the wall, a line of **** handwriting appeared in front of Zhang Heng!

"When you read this, you have been in a coma for almost ten years. We are trying new treatments. I don't know where this information will appear in your dreams, but your family can't afford it. Your medical expenses are up. They want you to wake up as soon as you see this message. Remember, for your family, you must wake up! "

This is a very weird message. The scarlet handwriting and the amount of information revealed in the discourse suddenly made Zhang Heng take a deep breath, and his mind roared instantly, like a gigantic instinct, his consciousness fell into a gigantic moment!

this world……

Zhang Hengzhang looked at this weird message. Suddenly, his consciousness began to question the authenticity of the world. At the same time, everything around him was rapidly collapsing. At the same time, his ears seemed to hear countless deep calls. Those sounds are extremely familiar, as if ...

The call of my parents ...

But in the next second, Zhang Heng suddenly gritted his teeth, his eyes became clear again, the calls burst directly, and his whole body was restored again! Until then, Zhang Heng felt cold all over himself, as if just immersed in ice water!

"So scary, weird memes!"

Zhang Heng looked dignified, and at that moment, even Zhang Heng's ontology, which was farther away, fell into doubt and shock of the authenticity of the world in which he existed. However, after all, Zhang Hengjue Non-ordinary people, even the cursing memes could not kill him, let alone this informational meme, but it was only a moment when Zhang Heng was sober!

"Originally, this is the truth of this message?" After returning to God, Zhang Heng took a deep breath, turned and left this cubicle, and once again came to the cubicle next door to Muhammad. Sure enough, this cubicle and George In the same way, Muhammad also transformed into amniotic fluid, and the same passage was written in blood on the wall.

It is conceivable that once this sentence appears in reality and on the Internet, it will cause a huge response. Any video, audio, and even text will become the transmission medium of this meme, and then the infected person will use some kind of Means to spread it more widely, and then all human beings will become amniotic fluid and disappear completely in this world. 2k novel reading network