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"Any results?"

"It can be regarded as a little progress, but it cannot be regarded as a mainstream tactic."

"How to say?"

"You should know that 3125 controls human beings by controlling people's thoughts and thoughts. After a period of research, I found that when people's spirits are in chaos, it cannot succeed. I also relied on this to escape its erosion , but the price is that the human consciousness will be separated from the body."

Zhang Jue looked at him: "Then why didn't you suggest this method to Director Hurley, so that they won't die."

Yang Wensong sighed.

"This method is only at the research stage, and none of the experiments I did was successful. Most of the D-class personnel were crazy, but the situation was already serious at that time. 3125 infected many people, and many colleagues in the site were Killed by their companions, everyone can't trust each other, if it continues, the entire site will be wiped out."

"That's why you hid all those mnestics?"

"Yes."

Speaking of that past, Yang Wensong couldn't help feeling sad.

"After discussing with Director Hurley, I decided to hide the matter. As long as the researchers don't give mnestics, although they will forget the companions who were killed, it's better than killing each other in a panic."

Zhang Jue said: "But if this is the case, there will be no way to continue the research on the antimeme project."

Yang Wensong nodded: "So Director Hurley decided to put all his eggs in one basket and confront 3125 head-on for a decisive battle. Although I objected, she did not accept my opinion-but I can understand her, even if it continues to delay, it will be just lukewarm water Just boil the frog."

Speaking of this, Zhang Jue looked at Yang Wensong and didn't speak for a long time.

He pondered for a long time before he asked, "If I'm not mistaken, the battlefield for your decisive battle will be inside Gate 3 of that underground building."

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Chapter 2 Zero Three Elimination (4)

Zhang Jue looked at Yang Wensong: "If I'm not mistaken, the battlefield for your decisive battle will be within Gate 3 of that underground building."

Yang Wensong nodded.

"3125 was defeated once, using the concept amplifier invented by Dr. Hughes. We stood on the shoulders of our predecessors and improved the concept amplifier. We thought we could invalidate 3125 again, but we failed."

Zhang Jue snorted, "Because 3125 itself is constantly evolving."

"Yes." Yang Wensong said: "3125 has learned how to resist the attack of the concept amplifier, he even uses the machine as a medium to attack the real world." He slightly shook his head, "After the battle fails, we will completely seal the door , but 3125 has filled that room, and many people are infected—or have been infected and don’t know it.”

"Then Director Hurley activated the final contingency plan. Those researchers who had worked in the Antimemetics Department all their lives took the poison they had prepared. Some of the severely infected people in 3125 wanted to resist, but they were all wiped out. That's when I survived by using that mind-disrupting technique on myself."

Zhang Jue pointed at Yang Wensong's current body.

"What happened to Gray, why didn't they get infected and persisted until now?"

"They... can be regarded as one of my backhands." Yang Wensong said, "From the very beginning, I prepared for the experiment to fail. Their group of young researchers were all carefully selected by me, and they had never been in contact with 3125. , and most of them have gentle personalities, completely opposite to the violent concept carried by 3125, and can resist the erosion of 3125 for quite a long time."

"But unfortunately, even though I have sealed off that underground building, as 3125 penetrated into the real world, their personnel are also decreasing a little bit, from more than 100 people at the beginning to only two people left in the end." more than ten."

"That's why you sent someone to the Foundation for help."

"Yes." Yang Wensong sighed, "It won't be long before this site will be completely eroded. Once they leave the site and appear in human society, the consequences will be disastrous. The person I sent out to ask for help is my assistant. Before the decisive battle, we I cleared his memory with amnestics, and a few days ago, I put the last bottle of mnestics I carried with me on his desk, and after he remembered everything, he decided to seek help from the outside world.”

Speaking of which, most of the things that happened at the entire site237 site have been explained, but there are still many details that Zhang Jue still doesn't know.

"You put that walkie-talkie on, right?" Zhang Jue asked, "You were the one who told me the code to unlock the underground building with Morse code, right?"

"It's me." Yang Wensong said, "I only have a little entity in the conscious state, and I can't make a sound. I can only remind you in that way."

"Then why don't you just show up and come to me?"

"Because I'm not sure whether you've been infected by 3125. I'm very vulnerable under ideology. Even a child can wipe me out."

"So before you get a suitable body, just to be on the safe side, you can only watch us from afar."

"That's it."

At this point in the conversation, there was a tacit silence between the two of them.

Yang Wensong knew that Zhang Jue was connecting the whole incident together to see if there were any loopholes that could not be explained.

Seeing his serious appearance, instead of getting angry, Yang Wensong became more and more appreciative.

Since Yang Xue and Zhang Jue entered site237, although he also missed his daughter very much, his eyes were more focused on Zhang Jue.

Yang Wensong found that even with his many years of experience in knowing people, he still couldn't see through this young man.

Most of the time, he looks flirtatious and defiant.

There's always a kind of self-confidence that's better than me—one might even call it ego.

But behind this conceit is the support of its own powerful strength.

Leaving aside his perverted physical strength.

Even if Yang Wensong looked at it from the perspective of a bystander, all the decisions made by Zhang Jue were almost perfect.

His logic is rigorous and his thinking is clear, and he has escaped the trap set by 3125 many times.

And the most commendable thing is that he never let go of any detail.

In this regard, even Yang Wensong, who was young, had to bow down.

It must have cost a lot for the foundation to recruit such talents.

For a full 10 minutes, Zhang Jue didn't say a word.

And Yang Wensong was also waiting silently.

After all, the stories of the Antimemetics Department are shocking and involve various logic and timeline reversals, which most people cannot digest in a short period of time.

Zhang Jue knew that this department was already very difficult.

Even if he doesn't believe in himself, Yang Wensong can understand.

But fortunately, Zhang Jue is not an idiot.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, patted his buttocks and stood up

"Okay, I trust you for the time being, Dr. Yang Da."

Yang Wensong smiled.

"In this case, Consultant Zhang, can you also briefly tell me about your affairs? As far as I know, the foundation does not have the position of special consultant."

"It's very simple, because this position was created for me." Zhang Jue Versailles said.

"I see." Yang Wensong nodded, not surprised. Zhang Jue's ability could afford the foundation's attention to him.

He asked again: "Consultant Zhang, if it's convenient, can you tell me why you were able to block the erosion of 3125 and not be infected by it, this may become the key for us to deal with it."

"Don't think about this possibility."

Zhang Jue waved his hand, "I am not affected by 3125. There are probably two reasons."

"First, because I brought this." Zhang Jue pointed to the ring on his hand.

Yang Wensong took a serious look: "Is this SCP-714?"

Yang Wensong was able to recognize 714 at a glance, and naturally understood its characteristics, which saved Zhang Jue a lot of talking.

Although 714 can resist mental attacks, it has many debuffs. For ordinary people, its side effects are more deadly.

So Yang Wensong looked at Zhang Jue questioningly, hoping he could give an explanation.

"This is the second point I want to say." Zhang Jue said, "I have a certain degree of immunity to certain SCP items. 3125 may be fatal to you, but to me, he may not yet A female cat in heat is a big threat to me."

"It turned out to be a special constitution."

Yang Wensong nodded.

In so many years of work, he has seen many projects, and he is not surprised by Zhang Jue's abnormal ability.

But it also cut off the idea of ​​finding a way from Zhang Jue.

Because this ability is usually not replicable.

To put it bluntly, it is just an individual variation, and it cannot form a replicable model for promotion, so it is useless.

Zhang Jue looked back at the researchers who were tied up.

"I said Dr. Yang, you haven't figured out a way to eliminate 3125 after staying here for so many years. Your daughter has also been tricked."

Yang Wensong sighed.

"There is a way, but..."

"but what?"

Yang Wensong looked at Yang Xue, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes.

Then he looked at Zhang Jue again.

"It may require you to make some sacrifices, Advisor Zhang."

Yang Wensong had a strange expression, as if he had some thoughts about him and Yang Xue.

Zhang Jue quickly hugged his shoulders, his face was full of horror.

"Dr. Yang, what are you going to do? I know you love your daughter very much. Seeing that I am suave and handsome, you don't want to miss it, but I am still a child. You can't use force on me—you need to pay more!"

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Recently, I have fallen into a vicious circle of overtime work. I am a little tired, so I will post a single chapter and chatter a few words.

So far, the tone of this book has basically been set.

I can see that everyone here is very big, and most of them should have adapted.

Thank you for walking here with me.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and the book has nearly 50 words. Regardless of whether the beginning is good or not, it has passed.

According to the outline, more interesting characters and organizations will appear in the future.

It should be the stage where the whole book is fully unfolded.

But I feel a little tired.

Although the story is still going on, every day is written mechanically, and the expression is stiff.

I tried to reflect on it, and found that I seemed to have lost the passion for creation.

In the early days of writing, I would be happy for a little favorite, a review, or even a recommendation ticket.

The writer background refreshes many times a day.

I will be distressed by some trolls, and I will be very excited by everyone's encouragement.

At that time, after I finished writing each chapter, I would think about what everyone would evaluate.

Will you clap your hands and applaud, or will you curse.

But at this stage, it seems to be gone.

Except when publishing new chapters, I basically don't go to the writer's background.

Because I know, the daily subscriptions are those.

No surprises, no surprises.

Over time, it seems that it doesn't matter.

Those trolls are too lazy to delete.

No more tickets.

There is even less water.

It's like the seven-year itch after marriage.

Numb.

I know this is not right.