Prehistoric Calendar

Chapter 372 Gray Matter Doomsday Scene
The four of Wu Ming took the special fast helicopter of the SCP Foundation. This helicopter has a hint of black technology, and its image is similar to that of the X-Men in the X-Men, but it is not so cool.

The four of them were heading towards the target in the helicopter, accompanied by the station master and the two people with abnormal weight.

The four of them also changed into a kind of tight-fitting black clothes, which fit very well on their bodies, and Wu Ming also felt that his physical strength seemed to have increased a little. In addition to this black clothes, there was also a body armor, but it was more Ordinary body armor is much lighter and thinner. In addition, there are seventeen or eighteen kinds of props and weapons, large and small, and there are more than four kinds of light guns.

The station master said: "These are the basic weapons and equipment of the rapid response force. I have just introduced the specific functions. In addition to defense and attack, there is also a small reality anchor, which can make you immune to most Memetic indirect effects, and defenses against most hallucinations and non-damaging thaumaturgy, but note that this reality anchor is a small charge, it has energy requirements, and is useless once the energy is depleted, and for direct attacks , meme's direct response, etc. defenses are ineffective, this is something you need to pay attention to at all times."

"Then there is the communication device, but it is useless in the state of spatial interleaving, and it is useless for some shielding effects, but it is resistant to most electromagnetic wave interference and can be used. In short, you have to be careful with your own experience."

"And then weapons..."

The station master babbled a lot more, then he looked at Zheng Zha and the others, suddenly bowed deeply and said, "Actually, I really thank you all for not refusing this appointment. In the next three months of the audit, in addition to the audit itself, these three months will teach you all kinds of abnormal knowledge, thaumaturgy knowledge, religious taboos, and avoidance of the cause of death of the contained objects, etc., which can greatly improve your future chances of survival."

"But this time the situation is really special. There are already special emergency response troops trapped in this crisis. There is no way to quickly mobilize other emergency response troops in a short period of time. The gray matter doomsday scene itself is a race against time. This scene is terrible. After you go deep into it, the mortality rate is as high as 80.00%, so I am sorry to make you a member of the special response team now..."

"But someone has to sacrifice. I don't mean your sacrifice specifically. Don't worry, I will stay with this helicopter all the time, right on the edge of the city. If you stop the gray matter doomsday scene, I will go back with you. If you fail and the gray matter doomsday scene spreads, I will die here with you."

After saying this, both Wu Ming and Zheng Zha were slightly moved, and Zheng Zha even sighed and said, "Your thought...it reminds me of a certain old friend."

Wu Ming also said: "Don't worry, our strength is good. We have also read the introduction of this mission. It shouldn't be too difficult... In short, we can take care of it."

The station master stopped talking and left the cabin, leaving the four of them a private space for them to have some final words before the battle.

And when the battlefield left, the Holy Mud Race said: "There is nothing in this document. We don't know what happened right now."

Wu Ming also looked at the document. This document is a standard SCP containment document, which describes a kind of edible apple in detail. This kind of apple is very peculiar, and you need to praise it a lot before you can eat it with confidence. When it is eaten, it will become a kind of bomb. If it is light, it will blow up the head, and if it is heavy, it will become a bomb with a large equivalent. It is estimated that the whole building will be gone.

As described in the document, this kind of apple tastes great and is rich in nutrition. As long as it can be eaten, each apple can guarantee the energy consumption of a normal adult for a day, and this apple also has anti-cancer and anti-virus ingredients. Can be immune to 80.00% of the bacteria and viruses in the world, so in some ways, this apple is the fist product of the SCP foundation (fog), as long as it is praised enough, this apple has both compressed food, vitamins , the aggregate utility of medicines, etc.

And it has been tested in the document. If it is not a compliment, but a lot of insults to Apple, what kind of consequences will be produced, but these consequences are all smeared by black squares, so Wu Ming and the others have no idea this time. What exactly are you going to face.

"...I personally think so." Zheng Zha said with a serious face: "We will probably find many, many apples in that city, chasing us and asking us to praise them. If we don't praise them, these apples will explode immediately. Bombs, grenades, high-explosive bombs, missiles, nuclear bombs, etc., may have different powers."

Wu Ming suddenly thought of a similar picture in his mind. The four of them were walking in the city, and the whole city was filled with gunpowder smoke like a battlefield. Shouting to praise me, praise me, praise me, once you don't follow, there will be a series of explosions all around, even nuclear explosions to cleanse the ground...

Thinking of this, the two saints are okay, Wu Ming already shuddered, and said with a constipated face: "What the hell is this, you still want to praise..."

In any case, even if Wu Ming is unwilling, this is also a good opportunity created by Amor for them. The four of them got off the helicopter at the outermost end of the city. Looking around, the whole city did not appear as Zheng Zha thought before. The scene of the explosion, and in the voice of the station master, the four of them approached the city.

The speed of the four people was extremely fast, and they ran from the suburbs to the city within a few minutes, but they didn't see any human beings when they entered. Instead, there was a solemn singing like a hymn from the center of the city. Hearing this song, the faces of the two saints became a little strange, but they didn't say anything at the moment, they just followed along, and when they entered the edge of the city from the outskirts of the city, they could see sporadic human beings. All the people showed a very painful and tangled expression, and many of them even kept shouting that they didn't want to go, they didn't want to go at all, but they kept walking towards the center of the city.

The two saints immediately showed such expressions, and the mud tribe said: "Your Majesty, my lord, please be careful, this apple is probably a creation created by the Believe in Me organization, and it has a unique attraction. , will make people believe in them physically and mentally, or they, and once they believe in them, strange changes will take place in the body and mind, and this song has the content of "Believe in me, everything."

Wu Ming and Zheng Zha looked at each other, and Wu Ming said, "Believe me, it's also one of the branches of the Go to Death Group... What's wrong with this organization? They all look like lunatics."

The two saints nodded approvingly, and the four continued to move forward. Then they saw a very horrifying scene. They saw densely packed apples of all sizes in front of them. They said they were apples. These apples looked like It looks like a deformed and mutated tumor, and the hymn resounds from these tumor apples, which sounds very slight, but in the center of the city, the hymn is very loud, with large and small voices resounding all over the place. Absolutely, and from here, the entire city center is almost completely occupied by these tumorous apples.

All creatures, not only humans, but also animals, cats and dogs, and insects, even bacteria and viruses can be seen in Zheng Zha's vision, all scrambling to put them into these apples, and then the apple accommodated them, the more It becomes bigger, and at the same time, new apples are produced from the body surface.

And not only living things, but also the surrounding substances, masonry, soil, steel cement, plastic, glass, and even air, are actually going towards these apples, but these things are not living things after all, and their activity is not so strong. The speed to the pile of apples is not that fast, but with the increase of apples, the loudness of the chant is also increasing, and the speed at which these non-living beings are attracted is also increasing, until finally...

The whole world will turn into a bunch of apples that keep saying trust me, trust me, trust me...

(End of this chapter)