Black Technology Monopoly (The Black Tech Monopoly Corporation)

When Zhang Heng woke up, he found that he was placed in a special ward, surrounded by alloy walls, with only a huge mirror on the front. The reason why he knew it was a ward was because there was a heart in the room. A defibrillator, a blood pressure monitor, and even an oxygen cylinder, while he was lying on a hospital bed, covered with a warm white quilt.

"My identity..." Zhang Heng murmured in a low voice. Suddenly, a memory that lasted for more than 20 years directly poured into Zhang Heng's brain. This memory is enough to cause any ordinary person to bleed to death due to the high-speed operation of the brain. , but for Zhang Heng, it was not enough.

Soon, he accepted all the memories of this body from the vast and endless ocean of memory.

However, after accepting the other party's memory, Zhang Heng's face became ugly.

Staffing level: C level?

Title: Assistant Researcher?

Zhang Heng had previously requested that the quantum mind transmitter be implanted in the body of a higher-status person, but is this also considered a higher-status person?

At this time, he has accepted everything about the person in this body. This person is named Stephen Zhou. Like himself, he is also a Chinese, but the owner of this body has grown up in the United States since he was a child, and his father is in Chinatown. He opened a restaurant, and Stephen Chow was admitted to Oxford University in the United States, and when he graduated, because of his excellent grades and interest in paranormal phenomena, he was absorbed into the organization he was in at this time. Once in touch with the dark side of this world...

And this mysterious organization is a foundation, but it has to be said that this mysterious organization has a lot of background, and its operation is not interfered by the jurisdiction, authorization and entrustment of various major national governments, and is completely independent of the country.

And his name is the famous SP Foundation that Zhang Heng was familiar with...

The Foundation's goal is to contain anomalous objects, individuals, or phenomena, and to prevent these "anomalies" from physically or psychologically posing a threat to global security, so that civilians around the world can survive and be free from threats and fear.

It has to be said here that the so-called anomalous objects, individuals, phenomena, etc., all refer to things beyond the scope of nature and science, such as... memes.

This is a noble and noble work unit. Once you join, you will have all the money, status, and rights. The only fly in the ointment is that the casualty rate is a bit high. For C-level personnel like him, the casualty rate is at least 50%.

The staffing level is the arrangement of the importance and power of the foundation to the internal staff.

Among them, the highest is A-level, which is at the top of the foundation, and direct contact with 'abnormalities' is not allowed at any time, such as members of the O5 council. Next is the B-level. Compared with the A-level, the B-level members can contact the 'abnormalities' that have been identified and are not dangerous in some cases. Although there are occasional mistakes, at least the casualty rate is not large.

And Zhang Heng's immediate boss, a white-bearded old man named David Copperfield with black-rimmed glasses and always a serious look, belongs to the B-rank ranks, and his identity is a senior researcher.

Below the B-level, it is the C-level. The staff at the bottom of the Foundation, ordinary researchers and assistant researchers belong to the C-level. When facing the danger of 'abnormal', people like him usually rush to the first On the front line, the mortality rate is high.

Of course, below the C-level, there are also D-level and E-level. The so-called D-level is no longer a human being. It should be called an 'experimental guinea pig' or a 'disposable consumable'. They are elected from death row inmates or political prisoners, and sometimes refugees or even civilians when there is not enough manpower. The meaning of their existence is to conduct various experiments and have zero-distance contact with various 'abnormalities'. Therefore, the mortality rate of D-class personnel is 100%.

That's right, it's 100%, any D-class personnel will be executed on the spot at the end of each month, whether he is healthy or not, whether he has made outstanding contributions to an experiment, there are very few exceptions, so they are a one-time Consumables are downright guinea pigs.

In addition to this, there is also an E-class within the Foundation, which is a temporary class that is classified as E-class when contact with a brand-new anomalous item may be exposed to potentially dangerous effects. E-Class personnel are to be quarantined, monitored, and inspected immediately. They were investigated for abnormal contamination, etc., and returned to work only after a thorough examination and approval by psychological and medical personnel.

Obviously, the current Zhang Heng, no, it should be said that Stephen Zhou is in the embarrassing rank of E-rank.

"Stephen, it looks like you've woken up." Just as Zhang Heng was recalling all the knowledge in this brain, a cold voice came from a speaker somewhere in the ward.

"Professor David!" As soon as he heard this voice, Zhang Heng immediately knew that it was the tone of his immediate boss, and only he could make such an old and stinky tone, like a stone in a ditch. .

"It's me." The voice didn't fluctuate at all, "I think you should already know your situation by now."

"Yes, Professor David." Zhang Heng nodded with a wry smile, looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on the mirror on the wall in front of him. Obviously, it was an observation mirror. The old man was staring at himself through the mirror with that old antique look, and he saw himself completely.

Where he is now is actually an isolated observation room.

"So, do you have anything to say?" David's voice continued. "Three days ago, the mysterious group of people who suddenly appeared, why did they attack you? What did they do to you?"

The other party was referring to the reincarnation team that Zhang Heng ordered Yuehua to send before. These people paid a lot of casualties to complete the mission. As the target of the mission, the owner of this body can be said to be very unlucky. In the end, he ended up being occupied by Zhang Heng.

However, after all, the current Stephen Zhou is no longer who he once was. Although this body is just an ordinary person, for Zhang Heng, how can a mere senior researcher compete with Zhang Heng's terrifying mind?

"Professor David, I don't know how to say it." Zhang Heng showed a brooding look, and he was clear about the traps and inducements in the other party's language, but he just defended, "I can't explain the other party's behavior, let alone know the other party What did you do to me, I just hope that the organization can find out everything as soon as possible, I..." Speaking of which, Zhang Heng showed a trace of unease and bitterness, "I accept all the arrangements of the foundation."

Hearing this, the sound fell into complete silence.

At this time, outside the isolation room, the white-bearded old man David had turned off the chat button. He turned to look at several men in white coats beside him, frowning, "Well, I have followed your instructions. Asked to say this, now you are satisfied?"

"Professor David, don't be impatient." The middle-aged man with golden glasses said slowly, "I know you feel sorry for your assistant, but we are only doing routine inspections. After all, even if there is only a slight safety hazard, we will We can't let it go. Are there still few cases of abnormal leaks in the Foundation that led to the destruction of the entire sub-base? We are just for safety reasons."

Another older man also nodded, "Judging from the target's choice of words, pauses in tone and facial expressions, the other party is not lying, and the lie detector also shows that the other party's brainwave discharge frequency is normal, unless Except for agents who have been trained to resist, I think the target should be able to rule out suspicion."

The third man in white coat heard the words, pondered for a while, and finally said, "Well, the initial suspicion can be ruled out, then the next month will be a one-month observation, if the other party is not abnormal at all within this month, we can Eliminate the suspicion of the other party and let the target return to his post."