Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 901 Continuing to Deteriorate ([-])

And the opponent is the official priest of the Holy See, the imperial capital of the chant group, and one of the [final priests] under one of the thirteen archbishops. His hands and eyes can reach the heavens, and ordinary means cannot threaten the opponent at all.

So, now, he can only compromise temporarily.

"it is good."

Facing Miao Shuisheng's compromise, the priest on the other end of the phone was extremely happy, with a smile in his words, his tone eased a lot, and his words were no longer as aggressive as before.

"I don't want you to die from exposure to danger. I know the disease is very dangerous, so this time, I will pray for your protection."

A prayer from the final sacrifice of the Archbishop of the Choir... If this prayer is true, it will be of some use.

The other party is obviously very serious, so the explanation is still going on:

"Presumably you must have guessed it, what I'm talking about is [Omnic Disease].

This disease has recently broken out on a large scale in the imperial capital, and many people have been infected. This disease has a rapid outbreak, is highly contagious, and has a low fatality rate, so basically all people who have undergone brain implant surgery cannot escape. "

The other party reported a number that he thought was shocking:

"About 2% of the people in the entire imperial capital are infected with this disease!"

Miao Shuisheng corrected:

"This proportion is meaningless, and the nobles can be used as the statistical subjects for statistics."

The other party actually laughed loudly and said:
"Yes! This disease can basically be regarded as a disease of wealth, because consciousness uploading and brain-computer implantation are things that only rich people do!
Especially those immortal old nobles who rely on fresh human blood to continue their lives because they have been bedridden all year round, those damn bastards, they thought they could live forever by replacing their brain machines and omnipotent prosthetic bodies, but in the end it was such a big deal. of! "

Listening to the other party's undisguised gloating, Miao Shuisheng has already made an accurate judgment on the other party's mental state:
The other party doesn't care about the life or death or health status of the infected person, they just want to make a fortune from this bad public health incident.

As for whether he got money, power, or other valuable things, Miao Shuisheng couldn't guess.

The other party laughed for a while before continuing:

"What you need to pay attention to is that since this disease is a type of mental illness, when you have direct contact with pathogens, you will definitely be invaded by pathogens.

But since you don't have a brain machine, even if you get sick, the symptoms will not be particularly severe-as an ordinary person, the infectious virus of omnic disease is not fatal.

And if your body immunity is strong enough, you can resist the invasion of pathogens, and you will not be attacked by omnic diseases at all-I heard that people who engage in manual labor rarely get sick, even if they are infected, as long as there are no other basic diseases superimposed on it , not even the most basic symptoms.

In short, as long as you can resist the invasion of pathogens, you are safe. "

What the other party said was different from Miao Shuisheng's cognition.

Miao Shuisheng frowned and said:

"In other words, [omnimechanical disease] is not just a program virus targeting brain-machine transformers... brain-machine humans, but also infects human cells of completely normal, normal humans who have not undergone omnimechanical transformation."

He used very tedious adverbs and adjectives to make sure his expression was accurate enough.

The other party affirmed:
"Yes, it was impossible for a program virus to infect a carbon-based body before, but it is different now. [Carbon-based silicon neutralization] technology allows a deep connection between the human body and the silicon-based chip. The virus invaded the human body along the part where the [carbon-based silicon neutralization] was completed."

This was really beyond Miao Shuisheng's expectations. Before, he only thought that omnic disease was caused by the incompatibility between brain-computer and consciousness, and he didn't think about "infectious diseases".

Irreversible and vicious epidemics caused by wanton transformation-blasphemy of the flesh, it sounds like...

curse.

Miao Shuisheng calmed down and confirmed the situation in the imperial capital again. This is very important to him, because in the case of omnic disease being highly contagious, he must ensure that he understands it well enough to strive for more safety for himself:

"That is to say, those who would not have had omnic disease originally, but had been transformed by omnics - those who had implanted omnic prostheses but not implanted brain machines, suffered from this large-scale infection. Infected by the omnipotent virus caused by the incompatibility between the brain and the body."

The other party obviously understood his purpose from his detailed inquiry. Based on the premise of cooperation, the other party must at least ensure that he will not make mistakes before completing the task, so he affirmed his question:
"You're right, the person who only had the omnipotent prosthetic implant was really unlucky this time, and suffered such a disaster for no reason."

Miao Shuisheng asked again:
"Can you confirm whether omnicosis is just a physiological infectious disease?"

This is a very interesting question, and the essence of Miao Shuisheng's worries is reflected behind the question.

Miao Shuisheng thought to himself that the corner of the other party's mouth must have curled up on the other end of the phone, because there was obvious suppressed happiness in his words:
"I can't confirm that."

Really bad news.

The other party used very rigorous logic to completely expand his answer:

"I can't confirm whether omnicosis is merely a physical contagion or a psychological disease that can also affect the mind.

In fact, within a few days after the omnic disease quietly broke out in the imperial capital, professors of the academy's internal biomedicine and bioelectronics related majors had discussed this issue countless times.

But every time there is no answer.

Under normal circumstances, the academic circles in Imperial Capital believe that mental illnesses are not simply caused by psychological problems. Mental illnesses are usually caused by physiological lesions. Among these lesions, brain lesions account for the majority, but other body lesions Mental illnesses caused by lesions in the body are not uncommon.

The academic community has not obtained enough clinical cases to prove the pathological properties of omnibus disease. "

Miao Shuisheng remained silent.

The worst had come, and the danger he faced was entirely unknown.

Worst of all, once infected with omnic disease, there is absolutely no possibility of cure.

Miao Shuisheng suddenly said:

"What if omnicosis has the attributes of a mental illness?"

The other party replied in a positive tone:
"Assume omnic disease has the attributes of a mental illness:
Once your body fails to resist the invasion of the omnipotent disease virus, you will fall into a more serious situation than the disease - you have no brain machine, and there is no way for the brain machine to bear part of the illness like normal patients with intellectual disease disease pain of.

Once you are unable to resist the invasion and are infected by pathogens, lesions will appear in your brain-like fine and numerous lesions like hives.

This is one of the results simulated by the professors. "

Miao Shuisheng was not frightened.

There are very few things in this world that can scare him.

The reason why he asks this is because his principle of entering the deeper world - [lucid dream] is to project his [spiritual body] into the deeper world and explore it.

Once the omnic disease virus possesses the attribute of mental illness, the other party's request—to go to a deeper world and investigate the source of the omnic disease will be extremely dangerous to him—because during the investigation, his [mental Conscious body] will face the omnic virus!

And the "protective prayer" promised to him by the other party, he didn't think it would have any effect.

After a long silence.

"I want an opportunity to communicate with Professor Wright face to face and alone."

After all, Miao Shuisheng couldn't resist his inner needs, and put forward his only request in this transaction.

The other party's tone became cold:

"Don't overdo it. What is your status? What is the other party's status? If I help you send a letter to his desk, that's the limit!"

Miao Shuisheng changed his request:

"I want his work mailbox, there is always a mailbox, otherwise how can I work."

After a moment of weighing silence.

"Ok."

The other party quickly continued:

"I will send you the coordinates soon. This time, there is a new rule. No photos, but videos. Take a picture of everything you see...as soon as possible, preferably before this evening...the sooner you can send me the video , I'll email you as soon as possible."

Miao Shuisheng said:
"understood."

……

……

At this moment.

Imperial First Island Chain, Days Island, Marina.

It was almost evening at this time, and the bitter sea breeze in February had frozen the water droplets formed by the steam condensing around the chimney. The water droplets reflected the last ray of the sunset, which was shining and charming at this moment, as if freezing the light spots of the sunset in.

Pedestrians hurrying to and fro on the wharf don't notice such small beautiful things, they rush about to live, they don't even notice a drop of water on a chimney even on their rest day, they are so busy that other things besides work are of great importance to them. It seems that they do not exist, and the technological creations and wisdom crystals far beyond the starry sky seem to have nothing to do with them.

They don't care about everything that doesn't belong to them.

The sun had just set from the sea level, and the sky was not yet completely dark. Dim light shrouded the entire pier, and diffused through a certain window into a certain warehouse full of containers.

There is only one portable electric lamp lit in the huge warehouse. Portable electric lamps are very rare these days. The entire island of Days Island has been electrified to a high degree, and power lines are everywhere.

The reason why there is only one portable lamp on in the warehouse is because the power line of the warehouse here has been cut off.

Those who cut off the line were just to deactivate the surveillance cameras, but their methods were too simple and mindless. If they followed the normal situation, they might soon attract the attention of the Coast Guard monitoring room, but they had already made arrangements in advance, and the Coast Guard Therefore, the staff in the monitoring room will be very busy tonight, and have no time to deal with the damaged lines in this warehouse.

Under the dim light, a man in a tuxedo with a bloodstained tie and his mouth shut was sitting on a small wooden chair in the middle of the light.

His eyes were terrified, and Huang Tang stained his trouser legs, but he did not choose to escape without being restrained, nor did he pull out the tie stuffed in his mouth.

Across from him, above a paint bucket, a pair of terrified eyes are watching him, and several gang members are pouring cement into the paint bucket.

The man in the paint bucket made the sound of "uuuuuuuuuuu" not because his mouth was gagged, but because his vocal organ-the part from the mouth to the throat-had been damaged and could no longer speak.

The man in the tuxedo wanted to turn his face away and stop looking at him, but the gang members around him forcibly grabbed his neck, grabbed his hair, and made his face face the person in the paint bucket.

When the paint bucket was filled with cement and the "uh-huh" sound disappeared completely, the gang members put the lid on and sealed it with rivets.

A calm voice came from the darkness beyond the reach of the portable lamp:

"It is said that in the early days of Days Island, the island was still the site of cannibals. The cannibals believed in witch sacrifices. They believed that if they put people in this way and threw them into the sea, they could get the soul of the person and make the soul of the person Ghosts, serve them."

The man in the tuxedo on the small wooden chair began to sob softly.

The voice in the darkness continued:

"Of course, we don't do sacrifices like that, we're just used to dealing with traitors in this way—you negotiated a contract with us, but suddenly changed your mind, our goods are ready, and we have expanded our recruitment. It’s just such a unilateral verbal breach of contract, and we didn’t sign a contract with you before, what can we do with you?”

The gang member pulled out the blood-stained tie of the man in the tuxedo.

While crying, the man in the tuxedo said with a stiff tongue:

"It's someone from above who wants to mess with you! I want to withdraw your order! I have already told your chairman! Next time I have a chance, I will take care of your business first! He agreed!"

Li Shoucheng's gloomy face suddenly appeared in the darkness:

"He agreed, but I didn't!"

Li Shoucheng walked out of the shadow beside a container.

As he walked, the bowl-length sharp blade in his hand scratched the iron sheet on the surface of the container with harsh and sharp scraping sounds, which made people's ears want to convulse involuntarily.

The timidity was continuously elongated by such a voice, until Li Shoucheng came to the man in the tuxedo, the latter's psychological defense had completely collapsed, his nose and tears covered his face.

"Hear me out."

Li Shoucheng came to the man in the tuxedo, slowly put his head on his shoulder, stroked his back lightly, and said in a soothing tone:
"You will get out of here safely."

His tone was soft as if he was comforting a wounded child.

"After you leave, you will continue to have a contract with our company—a contract on paper—an electronic contract with your fingerprints on it. I need you to send such a contract to our chairman's mailbox."

He was close to his ear, and the hot air from his mouth stimulated his nerves through the pinna:

"do you understand?"

The man in the tuxedo nodded vigorously.

He sat on the seat from beginning to end, not even daring to lean forward a little bit.

"You know it, I know it, my brothers know it.

But others, can't know anymore. "

(End of this chapter)