Chapter 652

Over the next month, Zhang Heng followed Alberta to learn how they managed level D personnel. Of course, the so-called management means to make the other party be 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 stabilized in various ways.

For example: violent coercion, and violent coercion, as well as violent coercion and so on.

Moreover, in this month, Professor David received a new SCP research project, and the number of 12 d-level personnel was in short supply. Before the end of the month, only in the middle of the month, there were only the last two of the 12 d-level personnel who had come.

"Gentlemen, today is the last day of your release, but fortunately, before the last day comes, your test task has finally arrived."

At the end of this month, Zhang Heng received another order from Professor David. He took two security guards to the dormitory of level D personnel. He said with a friendly smile to the remaining two people, "now, please follow us to the mission test site. Thank you for your cooperation."

"Damn it, I don't want to run any tests!" Suddenly, they looked frightened like kittens. One of the big men cried, "the last time you said that, you took John and Jacob, and then they never came back. Now you want to take us away. Never mind, we will never leave the dormitory!"

"Oh, you can't help it." Zhang Heng curled his lips. Two security guards immediately pulled the bolt behind him and pointed the machine gun at them. "Are you going by yourself, or do you want me to ask you to go?"

"Allahu Akbar! LORD Almighty, let the devil in front of you go to hell An Arab immediately counseled.

"Your Allah will receive your prayer, but before he is revealed, do as I say." Zhang Heng shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk outside the dormitory. The two men were escorted by security guards and followed Zhang Heng dejectedly.

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

"Professor, level D has arrived." Professor David, raise your head.

"Good. Get ready to start the experiment." David's face was expressionless, "let the d-level personnel enter their own positions."

"Yes." Zhang Heng received the order and immediately said to the old man, "Mr. George, you enter the first room." Then he turned to the Arab man on the side and said, "Mr. Muhammad, get ready. You'll be in the second room."

"What's in the room and why do we have to go in?" George said warily.

"It's nothing. There's only one table in it. There's a piece of paper on which is written a paragraph." Zhang Heng spread his hands, went to the front of the gate and pressed a button. Suddenly, the alloy cast steel gate opened.

People's eyes look inward along with the gate. Of course, there is only one desk inside. The desk is made of redwood, which looks very ordinary. Looking from this position, you can see that there is only a white paper on the table, and there is nothing else.

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

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

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

"All right." George said bitterly. He finally took a deep look at his companion, and then walked into the door with heavy steps. After the other party entered, Zhang Heng could not help but press the button again. Suddenly, the steel door slammed shut, locking George in the interior.

After finishing this, Zhang Hengchao said to one of the remaining d-level personnel, "Mr. Mohamed, you should go to the next room immediately." Then he pressed a button again, and the same door opened next door. In this room, there was no desk or paper. There was only a monitor. On the monitor, the picture of George entering the room was displayed.

"Me?" Muhammad some uneasy swallow a saliva, reluctantly walked in.

"Your task is different from George's. you just need to watch George's every move." Zhang Heng nodded and closed the door again after Muhammad entered.

After all this, Zhang Heng went directly from the next staircase to the second floor. Professor David was staring at the monitoring pictures in the two isolation rooms.

In one of the rooms, George is looking at the closed door behind him, hesitates for a moment, or walks slowly towards the seat. It seems that something is wrong, but he has no choice.

"Steven, what do you think is the message on that piece of paper?" Asked Justin in a low voice."I don't want to know." Zhang Heng shook his head and looked at Professor David, "but it should be confirmed that this meme similar to scp-9527 is only much more lethal than 9527."

"Yes, my major is the research on information SCP, so most of the projects I take over are of this kind. However, the scp-9530 is much more lethal than 9527. Once leaked, I am afraid that the whole civilization will be completely destroyed." Professor David said seriously.

"Keter class shelter!" When they heard this, they were moved.

“9530？” Zhang Heng showed a thoughtful look. Only a month before the emergence of 9527, there was 9530. In this way, in just one month, four new kinds of shelter have been found around the world.

Even Zhang Heng was shocked by the speed of this appearance. I don't know how long human beings can hold on to this plane. There are nearly 10000 kinds of shelter, which are only found. Even if only one percent of them are keter level, there are nearly 100 kinds of shelter that can destroy the world.

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

At this time, in the surveillance screen, George has already come to the desk. He slowly picks up the paper, his mouth moves slightly, and seems to be reading something. However, Professor David has closed the sound channel. After all, this message is not scp-9527. Before fully understanding the nature of the shelter, they are not sure whether the message can be transmitted by sound.

After reading the message, George in the picture suddenly trembled, as if he found something very shocking. He began to look around in horror, and then suddenly became crazy. He even bit his finger directly and began to daub it on the wall!

As soon as George began to write, Professor David directly closed the video of George's room and turned to the room where another d-level personnel was next door. He saw the Arab named Muhammad, who was staring at the monitoring, and was also in a state of inattention. He kept murmuring something in his mouth, as if that information had the same effect on him The impact of shock.

In the end, he even broke his fingers recklessly and wrote on the wall!

"It is basically confirmed that scp-9530 can be transmitted through sound and video media. Anyone who sees scp-9530 will be infected by scp-9530, far more infectious than scp-9527." Once again, Professor David turned off the monitoring of Muhammad's room and sank the road.

"And after infection, the infected person will take all available resources to spread the message." Zhang Heng added silently, "it's just that whether the message scp-9530 can be infected only by seeing one word, or by reading or listening to the whole paragraph, we don't know. If we want to get the answer, we need to carry out a lot of experiments."

"It's just a pity that the next experiment will wait until the next batch of d-level personnel are assigned." Professor David regrets that "the number of d-level personnel is too small to be used at all."

Everyone nodded for granted. After waiting for about half a minute, Professor David looked at his watch and suddenly looked at the crowd. "It's almost time. Who would like to go to those two rooms to check the situation?"

All of them were silent. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't say anything.

"Ah..." Professor David sighed. "In that case, I'll do it myself."

"I'll go." However, Zhang Heng directly came forward and said, "Professor, I'll do it this time."

Professor David was stunned. He took a deep look at Zhang Heng and showed a happy smile. "Very good, Steven. You really didn't let me down."

"That's what I should do." Zhang Heng slightly bowed his head and looked humble.

"You're the best kid I've ever seen." Professor David looked softer. "Remember, don't look at the information on the wall after you go in. I don't want to lose a good assistant."

"Yes." Zhang Heng turned and walked down the stairs, leaving only a group of complicated assistants.

Soon, Zhang Heng came to the hall on the first floor again. First, he asked two security guards to leave. Then he silently pressed the door button of the first isolation room. Suddenly, with the sound of metal friction, the door that George had entered before was suddenly opened.

At this time, George in the gate had disappeared completely. Zhang Heng looked around the room and saw only a pool of yellow liquid bubbling in the corner of the wall. On the liquid was the Yellow prison coat that George had worn before.

"Completely dissolved and turned into amniotic fluid?" Zhang Heng lowered his head and observed it silently. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked directly at the wall in front of him!

On the wall, a bloody line appeared!

"By the time you read this, you've been in a coma for nearly 10 years, and we're trying new treatments. I don't know where this message will appear in your dreams, but your family can't afford your medical expenses. They want you to wake up as soon as you see this message. Remember, you must wake up for your family!"This is a very strange message. The bloody handwriting and the amount of information revealed in the words made Zhang Heng take a deep breath. His mind roared like a flash of thunder. His consciousness fell into a trance in an instant!

The world

Zhang Heng was staring at this strange message. Suddenly, his consciousness began to question the authenticity of the world. At the same time, everything around him was rapidly collapsing. At the same time, his ears seemed to hear countless deep calls. Those voices were very familiar, just like

The call of my parents

But the next second, Zhang Heng suddenly clenched his teeth, his eyes were clear again, that bursts of calls directly broken, and the whole body was restored to solidity! Until then, Zhang Heng felt cold all over his body, as if he had just been immersed in ice water!

"What a horror, what a strange meme!"

Zhang Heng looks dignified. At that moment, even Zhang Heng's noumenon, which is far from the higher dimension, fell into doubt and shock about the authenticity of his own world. However, after all, Zhang Heng is by no means an ordinary person, and even the curse meme can't kill him, let alone this information meme. Just in a moment, Zhang Heng regained his consciousness!

"So this is the truth?" When he regained consciousness, Zhang Heng took a deep breath, turned and left the isolation room, and came to the isolation room where Muhammad was next door. Sure enough, like George, Muhammad turned into amniotic fluid, and on the wall, the same paragraph was written in blood books.

It can be imagined that once this sentence appears in reality and on the Internet, what a huge response it will cause. Any video, audio and even text will become the transmission medium of this meme, and then the infected will use some means to spread it more widely, and then all human beings will turn into amniotic fluid and disappear completely in this world.

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