Black Technology Monopoly (The Black Tech Monopoly Corporation)

For the next month, Zhang Heng followed Alberta, learning how the other party managed D-class personnel. Of course, the so-called management means that the other party is obedient enough during the month, and when some people are taken out to participate in the experiment and never come back, the remaining D-level personnel are maintained, and the way of maintaining stability Also diverse.

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

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

"Two gentlemen, today is the last day of your upcoming release, but luckily, before the last day comes, your test mission finally arrived."

At the end of this month, Zhang Heng once again received an order from Professor David. He brought two security guards to the D-class personnel's dormitory and smiled kindly at the remaining two, "Now, please follow We head to the mission testing site, thank you for your cooperation."

"Damn, I don't want to perform any tests!" The two of them suddenly looked terrified like kittens, and one of the big men cried, "You said the same thing last time, took John and Jacob away, and then They never came back, and now you want to take us away, never mind, we will never leave the dormitory!"

"Oh, that's up to you." Zhang Heng pouted, and the two security guards behind him suddenly pulled the bolts and aimed their machine guns at them, "Do you want to go by yourself, or do you want me to ask you to go?"

"Allahhu Akbar! Almighty Lord, let the devil in front of you go to hell!" An Arab beside him suddenly persuaded.

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

Soon, Zhang Heng led the two through the corridor and came to a closed hall. There were two alloy gates in front of the hall. On the second floor of the hall, there was a row of transparent glass windows. Through the glass windows, I could see that the junior researchers including Professor David and Justin were standing there, waiting silently.

"Professor, the D-level personnel have been brought in." Zhang Heng raised his head and reported to Professor David.

"Very good, get ready to start the experiment." David said blankly, "Let the D-class personnel enter their posts."

"Understood." Zhang Heng received the order and immediately said to the big man before, "Mr. George, you enter the first room." Then he turned to look at the Arab man beside him,

"Mr. Muhammad is ready, you will enter the second room later."

"What's in the room, why do you want us in?" George asked cautiously.

"Nothing, there is only a table inside, there is a piece of paper on the table, and a paragraph is written on the paper." Zhang Heng spread his hands, walked to the door and pressed a button. Suddenly, the alloy-cast steel door slammed open.

Everyone's eyes followed the door and looked inward. Sure enough, there was only one desk inside. The desk was made of red cedar wood and looked extremely ordinary. From this position, you could see that there was only one desk on the table. White paper, nothing else.

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

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

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

"Okay." George said bitterly. He finally took a deep look at his companion, and then walked into the gate with heavy steps. After the other party walked in, Zhang Heng pressed the button again without any explanation. Suddenly, the steel gate slammed. closed, and George was locked inside alone.

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

"Me?" Muhammad swallowed uneasily and walked in reluctantly.

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

After doing all this, Zhang Heng walked directly from the stairs next to the second floor, only to see Professor David staring at the surveillance screen in the two isolation rooms.

On the screen, in one of the rooms, George was looking suspiciously at the closed door behind him. After hesitating for a while, he was still walking towards the seat. He seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he had already No choice.

"Stephen, what do you think the information on that piece of paper is?" Justin asked in a low voice.

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

"That's right, the major I'm in charge of is the research on information sp will be completely destroyed." Professor David said solemnly.

"Keter-level containment!" Everyone was moved when they heard the words.

"9530?" Zhang Heng showed a thoughtful look. It was only about a month after 9527 appeared, and 9530 appeared. So, in just one month, 4 new containment objects have been discovered worldwide.

Even Zhang Heng was a little shocked at the speed of this appearance. He didn't know how long the human beings in this plane could last. There were nearly 10,000 kinds of containment objects, and this was only the number that was discovered, even if it was only 1%. It is Keter level, and there are nearly a hundred kinds of containment objects that can destroy the world.

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

At this time, in the surveillance screen, George had walked to the desk. He slowly picked up the piece of paper, his mouth moved slightly, as if he was reciting something, but at this time Professor David had closed the sound channel. The message is not sp-9527, and they are not sure if this message can be transmitted by sound until the nature of the containment is fully understood.

After reciting this message, George in the picture suddenly trembled, as if he had discovered something extremely shocking. He began to look around in horror, and then suddenly went mad, and even bit his finger directly. , and start painting the walls!

The moment George started writing, Professor David turned off the video in George's room and turned to look at the room where another D-class personnel was next door. He saw the Arab named Mohammed, who was at the moment. Staring at the monitor, he also fell into a state of absentmindedness, and kept mumbling something in his mouth. It seemed that that piece of information also had a shocking effect on him.

In the end, he even bit his finger desperately and wrote on the wall!

"It is basically confirmed that sp-9530 can be transmitted through sound media and video media. Anyone who sees sp-9530 will be infected by sp-9530, which is far more infectious than sp-9527." Professor David closed Mohammed's place again. 's room monitoring, said solemnly.

"And after the infection, the infected person will use all available resources to spread this information." Zhang Heng added silently, "It's just that the information of sp-9530 will be infected if only one word is seen, or is it true? You have to read or listen to the whole paragraph to get infected, but we don’t know, and if we want to get the answer, we need to conduct a lot of experiments.”

"It's just a pity, the next experiment will have to wait until the next batch of D-level personnel is allocated." Professor David regretted, "The number of D-level personnel is too small, not enough."

Everyone nodded as a matter of course. 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?"

Everyone was silent for a while, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and didn't say a word.

"Hey..." Professor David sighed, "Since that's the case, then it's up to me to do it myself."

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

Professor David was stunned for a moment. He took a deep look at Zhang Heng and showed a relieved smile, "Very good, Stephen, you really didn't disappoint me."

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

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

"Understood." Zhang Heng turned around and walked down the stairs, leaving only a group of assistants with complicated expressions.

Soon, Zhang Heng came to the lobby on the first floor again. He first asked the two security guards to leave, and then silently pressed the door button of the first isolation room. Suddenly, with the sound of metal friction, the door where George entered before slammed. on.

At this moment, George in the door had completely disappeared. Zhang Heng glanced around the room, only to see a pool of bubbling yellow liquid in the corner of the wall, and on the liquid was the yellow prison uniform George wore before.

"Is it completely dissolved and turned into a substance like amniotic fluid?" Zhang Heng lowered his head and observed it silently. Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the wall in front of him!

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

"When you read this, you've been in a coma for almost ten years, we're trying new treatments, I don't know where this message will appear in your dreams, but your family can't afford it Your medical bills are up, they want you to wake up as soon as you see this message, remember, for your family, be sure to wake up!"

This is a very strange message. The bloody handwriting and the amount of information revealed in the words actually made Zhang Heng take a deep breath, and his mind instantly roared, like a dick, his consciousness instantly fell into a trance!

this world……

Zhang Heng stared at this strange message. Suddenly, his consciousness began to question the authenticity of this world. At the same time, everything around him was collapsing rapidly. At the same time, he seemed to hear countless deep calls. Those voices were so familiar, as if...

The call of my own parents...

But in the next second, Zhang Heng suddenly gritted his teeth, his eyes became clear again, the bursts of calls were directly broken, and the whole body regained its solidity! Until this time, Zhang Heng felt cold all over, as if he had just been immersed in ice water!

"What a scary, weird meme!"

Zhang Heng's expression was solemn, and at that moment, even Zhang Heng's body, which was far away in a higher dimension, fell into doubt and shock about the authenticity of the world in which he existed. However, after all, Zhang Heng absolutely Not an ordinary person, even the grudge meme can't kill him, let alone this information meme, Zhang Heng regained his sobriety in just an instant!

"So, this is the truth of this message?" When he recovered, Zhang Heng took a deep breath, turned and left the isolation room, and came to the isolation room where Mohammed was next door again. Sure enough, this isolation room and George In the same way, Muhammad also turned into amniotic fluid, and the same paragraph 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 reaction. Any video, audio or even text will become the transmission medium of this meme, and then the infected will use some kind of meme again. The method spreads it more widely, and then all human beings will disappear into this world completely as amniotic fluid.