I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

"We... where are we?"

"I do not know either."

Zhang Jue shone around with a flashlight and found that they seemed to be in a long and narrow corridor.

The corridor has a wall on one side and a curtain wall made of glass on the other.

There is a prototype sign on the wall that reads: 28F.

This is the 28th floor?

He chased that black shadow, and he only climbed a few floors in total, definitely not that high.

Zhang Jue shined a flashlight on the outside of the glass curtain wall, and in the darkness, a huge building stood opposite.

Zhang Jue looked at it and suddenly frowned.

"No, this is the building on the right."

I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 184 The Department That Doesn't Exist

"No, this is the building on the right." Zhang Jue said with a frown.

After he finished speaking, Yang Xue also looked outside and found that it was so.

The main building unexpectedly appeared on their left at this time.

They were supposed to be on the tenth floor of the building on the left, but now they appear on the 28th floor of the building on the right.

It was already late at night.

It was as if she drank too much, and all her memories of that time disappeared.

"This……"

Yang Xue clutched her forehead, trying hard to remember.

"What... happened in the back?"

Zhang Jue couldn't answer this question, because he also couldn't remember.

The last memory of both of them was the moment when he opened the door.

After opening the door, there is no way to know what they saw, whether they went in, and what they experienced during this period.

And most importantly, Gray and his security team are completely gone.

"We should have encountered some kind of project that will cause people to lose their memory." Yang Xue said.

Zhang Jue pinched his chin, noncommittal, and said after a while: "Let's go back to the main building first."

The situation is unknown, and the two of them did not stay here much.

Zhang Jue flashed on the flashlight, and the two of them went down all the way, and soon they went down to the first floor.

But as soon as they walked out of the building on the right, they felt something was wrong.

It should be around one or two o'clock in the middle of the night, but the main building is completely dark.

There are no more sentries standing guard in the watchtower.

The steps in front of the main building have been covered with a thick layer of fine sand, and it looks like it hasn't been cleaned for at least a few days.

There are no footprints on it either.

This means that, for at least a few days, no one moved from here.

It seems that their coma time is not only so little in feeling.

The two looked at each other and slowly opened the door of the building.

The inside of the building was in a mess, and there were many traces of fighting inside.

But no blood, and no corpse.

The researchers and the few remaining security guards who were left here by Gray were neither alive nor dead.

Yang Xue followed Zhang Jue, frowning all the time.

What's going on here?Are those people gone or dead?

Completely unknown.

Zhang Jue walked ahead, thinking all the way, Yang Xue wanted to communicate with him, but she refrained from disturbing him.

"Actually, we were in a bit of a hurry."

Zhang Jue said suddenly.

Sure enough, he also thought of this.

Yang Xue nodded: "We should find out the situation of the main building first, and then explore the other two buildings."

"It's okay, it's not too late now." Zhang Jue smiled and regained his usual look, "It's just a little troublesome, hey, the most annoying thing is this kind of nagging."

The two spent a long time together, and Zhang Jue didn't deliberately hide his expression, so Yang Xue knew at a glance that he already had an idea.

Yang Xue looked at him: "Did you know something?"

"Ah, I can probably guess what is contained here, but I still need some evidence."

……

The two ate something, and then began to search inside the main building.

The hydraulic and electric control rooms of the entire site are located here, including the workshop for artificial protein synthesis.

But again, there has been no one here for a few days.

The roots of some water-grown vegetables have begun to rot.

It is almost certain that there are probably no living people in the entire site.

Unless they can store and withdraw food from a different space anytime, anywhere like Zhang Jue.

The two came to the top floor, where there was only one room - the supervisor's office.

The door is locked, but this is not a problem for Zhang Jue.

He kicked the solid wooden door in half, then reached in and opened the hidden lock.

The two entered the room and turned on the light.

There were obvious signs of tampering in the room.

Zhang Jue came to the desk and found that the computer had been smashed, the hard drive had been burned, and there were a pile of burnt marks on the ground.

Looks like someone got there first.

All data will be destroyed.

There is a black notebook on the table, the skin is very delicate, but it seems to have been there for many years, because the paper inside has been slightly yellowed.

Some part of the notebook was violently torn off, leaving only a pile of broken pages.

Zhang Jue flipped through it casually, and found that as long as there was content, it had been torn out, and the rest were blank pages.

He snorted and threw the notebook back on the table angrily.

He has never had the patience to do these things.

Yang Xue shook her head helplessly, took the notebook into her hands, and carefully read it page by page.

After turning a few pages, she said "Huh?"

Zhang Jue looked at her, but Yang Xue didn't speak, picked up a pencil from the pen holder on the table, and quickly drew on a blank page.

The posture of her pen is very strange, like drawing a sketch, and quickly fills up the entire page.

Zhang Jue saw that a word slowly appeared in the lower right corner of the page.

Zhang Jue also played this technique when he was a child. As long as the handwriting on the previous page is strong enough, the next page can be copied by drawing with a pencil.

But she was not as careful as Yang Xue, so she couldn't find that slight trace.

Looking at her results, Zhang Jue was overjoyed.

"Dr. Yang Da, yes, you have discovered all of this."

Yang Xue sighed: "I let you do all the more difficult and dangerous jobs, so I can only do these insignificant things."

Yang Xue kept moving her hands and was very serious. One minute later, she finished the last stroke.

He exhaled lightly.

Under her careful description, the word has clearly surfaced on the paper.

Is an English word - aic.

Yang Xue looked at it, frowning deeply.

She has a double Ph.D. in biology and organic chemistry. She has read countless domestic and foreign papers. Her vocabulary is even larger than most foreigners, and she knows all kinds of uncommon words.

But this word, she had never seen before.

After seeing that it was in English, Zhang Jue turned his attention to other places.

With his half-baked level, he is not even as good as a junior high school student.

He originally thought that Yang Xue was definitely fine, but judging by her expression, it seemed that was not the case.

"Come, come, show me."

Zhang Jue stretched out his hand.

Yang Xue looked up at him. Although she didn't speak, there were two words written on her face: "Just you?"

"Don't look down on people."

Zhang Jue snorted, "I remember when I was in elementary school, my English test was over 80 points."

Primary school English 80 points?I'm sorry you have the nerve to say so.

Yang Xue smiled and shook her head, but still handed him the notebook.

Taking the notebook from Yang Xue, Zhang Jue looked at the word carefully.

Sure enough - I don't know.

But very familiar.

He searched in his memory palace, and soon found the answer.

"Nice!" He snapped his fingers, and things were exactly as he thought.

"You really know him?" Yang Xue looked at him in surprise.

Zhang Jue laughed: "Student Yang Xue, this word is very simple. It seems that you must not have listened to the class well in elementary school. Now Teacher Zhang will teach you—a--i-titic, which means- — antimeme."

"Antimeme?" Yang Xue subconsciously repeated.

"Yes, antimemetics." Zhang Jue nodded, "If my predictions are correct, this should be the Foundation's Antimemetics Department."

Yang Xue looked at him: "I know about memes, I also know about the Memetics Department, but I've never heard of it. The foundation has a department called the Antimemetics Department."

This is probably a standard line for most Foundation employees.

Zhang Jue sighed: "Indeed, in the eyes of most people, the Antimemetics Department never existed, but they did exist and saved mankind."

……

To understand what an antimeme is, let's first review the concept of a meme.

I don't know how many chapters have been introduced before.

A meme is a contagious concept or message.

It is contagious through the exchange of information between people, and it will spread at an extremely fast speed.

Such as "experience +3", such as "what is a happy planet", such as "...".

If the information also causes unpredictable harm during the transmission process, then it is considered a memetic hazard.