the last gentleman

Chapter 1101 Memetic Virus
The abyss of the disease turned upside down,

On the stage watched by all the epidemic leaders,
The huge screen has risen.
"I want to play a Game. Mr. Reuben, have you ever heard the story of Art Kramer?"

Perhaps it was the effect of the stage, perhaps it was William's eloquence, or perhaps it was that this name, when pronounced in the sick world, would have an almost curse-like effect.

I was slightly interested in hearing about the existence of Reuben.

"tell me the story."

William on the screen immediately turned into a storyteller, starting with the story of "The Birth of a Malignant Tumor". Some of the stories were embellished, but they were all based on objective facts.

After listening to the whole story, Reuben also felt sorry for such malicious people, "What a pity! It would be great if such people could survive and go to my evil city."

Seeing Reuben's interest, William on the screen smiled. It didn't look like he was competing with him at all. Instead, it seemed like he was trying to please the boss as usual.

William patted the back of his head and said, "Art, why don't you come out and say hello to Lao Da."

Next second,
A kind of malice overflowed from the flat screen, just like the malice between the story descriptions.

William's head twisted 180 degrees in a rather strange way, turning the back of his head covered by his hair to face forward, and there was even a tall and unnatural nose protruding from his hair.

As William slowly peeled off the hair with his ten fingers,

A disgusting clown face emerged, and even some of the plague masters present felt a little uncomfortable.

Art kept rubbing his mouth full of unpleasant yellow teeth, and used his tongue to form a palm shape to greet Lao Da outside the TV.

After a brief meeting,
William tried to turn his head back around and talk to Reuben again, but there was a problem.

It seemed that Art was fighting for the initiative of the body. William couldn't turn his head back to the front. Even if he tried hard with both hands, it was of no avail. He was accidentally bitten by Art.

however,
Reuben on the stage seemed to have gotten used to William's acting and was watching the performance as if he was appreciating a pantomime.

finally,
William pulled out a pistol from the dressing room and stuffed it into Art's mouth.

Snapped!
Smoke seeped out from between his facial features, and Art at the back of his head was motionless.

William also slowly turned his head back, but a hole was blasted in the middle of his eyebrows. In order not to affect the appearance, he had to temporarily seal it with a Band-Aid.

"Hey! There was a little accident. I'm so sorry!
Actually, I said so much just to explain one thing.

Art is a very remarkable being. As a perfect controller of malignant tumors, he is not just content with the status quo. He has enough creativity to constantly break through himself during his circus performances, and finally created the original [Meme Virus] through laughter and the form of a clown.

You know, that was before he came into contact with malice and was not clear about literary carriers. Art was the first to create this kind of thing that did not require any biological carriers and could be spread only through "culture" or "achieving certain conditions."

of course,

Art himself has not yet realized the potential of his Joker virus, he just uses it to fully infect the lesions.

And he did not broaden the way of meme delivery, which was limited to 'laughter'.

I saw the potential in it, and finally won a great victory in the last performance and merged Art into my body, allowing this first-generation memetic virus to combine and fuse with my epilepsy virus, greatly expanding the potential of this virus.

But if you want to develop, you need more things.
Such a small, biologically based lesion is clearly inappropriate.

[Evil Circle], this force formed by emotional units and literary carriers is the best research place in my mind.

After arriving in the evil circle, I have been focusing on the development of the memetic virus, from its initial self-transformation to its eventual disaster.

I have also been exploring the nature and mystery of evil, and have selected the most suitable literary carrier for the development of memetic viruses, which is the videotape and image you are seeing now.

Now the "meme virus" has been brought to its extreme through the medium of evil, achieving an effect where 1+1 is far greater than 2.

Anyone who sees the video will be infected immediately and pulled into the game world by me.

I believe I have already done my best in this regard. As long as an individual is within the "boundary", he or she will inevitably be infected by the meme. It is impossible to eliminate this influence.

Speak the truth,

If you hadn't met Lorian and hadn't taken this step before the Great Annihilation, you would have been caught now and there would have been no chance of winning. Oh! What a pity! If I had known earlier, I would have killed Lorian before leaving the Old World, and there would have been no variables.

It seems that I am not evil enough, and my overall view is far from enough.

I know that with your current abilities, you can easily break my [field] and stop this interesting game by using that high-dimensional chaotic color. "

At this point, William on the screen suddenly knelt down and said with tears in his eyes:

"Woo woo woo~ I have been preparing for this final performance for too long. It doesn't matter if I lose! But can you please be a little more patient and try to cater to my performance instead of destroying this beauty with brute force.

To keep the show going, I am willing to make the following compromises.

Your research on the brain is unparalleled, and the core of my disease is directly related to the brain. For so long, I have been relying on my epileptic brain to hide from the detection of the mental hospital. I think you are also interested in my epileptic brain.

I have overturned all the performances that were originally planned.
How about having a brain-level game showdown with you?
Guarantee fairness, otherwise I am willing to commit suicide on the spot. If you feel that something is unfair, you can always use your absolute strength to interrupt the performance.

What do you think of this proposal?
After all, since I became evil, you have never conducted a true test of my strength. Isn't now the perfect time?

If you win, I will immediately admit defeat and offer you my crazy brain and new moon. If the boss loses, there is no need for any punishment, just continue to play the next game. "

"How would you like to play?"

When Reuben asked this, William, who had just been crying, suddenly had an expression of trying not to laugh.

Perhaps William's 'tirade' really had some effect on Reuben, making him willing to play the game.

Or perhaps Reuben was slightly interested and wanted to see what level of ultimate evil William mentioned could reach.

Moreover, the battle between brains is his favorite.

Being able to obtain both William's unknown epileptic brain research rights and the long-sought Crescent Moon is also a very good reward.

After all, even Reuben was not sure that he could completely control William. If a fight really broke out, William would most likely explode, making it impossible to study the epilepsy brain, and even the hidden crescent moon could be completely swallowed by the abyss.

"Thank you for accepting my game suggestion! It's actually very simple. Each of us digs out a piece of brain and throws it on the scale in front of us to ensure that the brain mass is the same weight.

Then the brain is transplanted into a 'carrier' and they are made to fight each other."

Say it.

A scale appeared out of nowhere on the stage, and the relevant equipment needed to cut the brain was prepared nearby.

(End of this chapter)