151 Killing VIP (VI)

They will be contaminated

Abandoned garbage dump west of Area 103.

Here stands a dilapidated church, half buried in a garbage dump, a Gothic building with an exaggerated spire.

If you look closely, you can see densely packed small bumps on the church walls. You might think they are decorations, but when you get closer you can see they are barnacle shells.

Unfortunately, there are no conditions for the growth of barnacles here, and barnacles as living organisms are prone to pollution, so barnacles are just integrated into the concrete wall as a decoration.

The church has been abandoned for many years, but occasionally the lights are turned on at night, and strange sounds can be heard from inside, as if someone is praying or singing inside.

Rumor has it that everyone inside is crazy.

There was no one else in the garbage dump, at most one or two garbage disposal robots would come to pick up the trash occasionally. When I saw the church, I could feel a spooky and evil aura.

Some people couldn't resist the temptation and went in and never came out again.

The lights in the church were on today and the door was ajar.

The church has not been maintained for many years, and a special smell often comes from it, which is the salty and humid smell of the ocean.

There were no tourists in the church today, only an old lady sitting in the first row. She raised her head and stared at the statue in the center of the church for a long time.

The god was enshrined in a high place, and the person who carved him restored every detail. However, people tend to forget what he looks like every time they see him many times, resulting in his statues not being exactly the same.

With a sound of yelping——

Someone pushed the door open. It was a woman in a red coat and a hat, so outsiders couldn't see what she looked like.

After entering the church, the woman first bowed to the statue in front of her. She placed her right hand on her left shoulder and bowed to the statue very devoutly.

After the woman finished her greetings, she sat down next to the old lady and called out his name: "Bao Ruiming."

Bao Ruiming completely disappeared after the aquarium. He replaced his body with a new mechanical prosthesis. In order not to attract attention, he changed into the appearance of an old lady, wearing the most simple black clothes and leaning on a blackened cane.

The only personal characteristic of Bao Ruiming is probably the decorative necklace made of barnacle shells hanging around his neck.

Woman: "Don't say that, you look like a charlatan."

Bao Ruiming looks a bit weird, as if he can set up a stall to tell people's fortunes.

There is a huge difference between him and Bao Ruiming's previous image of an elite old man wearing a suit and tie. Even if the people from the cleaning center were to look at him, it would be difficult to associate him with the director of the Mechanical Oceanarium.

Bao Ruiming said in an old voice: "Are you all ready?"

The woman nodded. "No clues left. It was done very cleanly."

The mechanical aquarium incident that day attracted the attention of the entire district, and it was too late for the cleaning center to recover.

They missed the most crucial clue.

The incubation was completed that day, and Bao Ruiming's life mission was also completed that day.

Bao Ruiming asked: "When is it going to start?"

He wanted to confirm the time of the final sacrificial ceremony.

The woman said, "The plan remains unchanged, nine days later."

They had been planning for so many years and were finally going to achieve perfection on this day.

Bao Ruiming nodded, indicating that he understood. The woman asked, "Did you find out?"

Although they didn't leave any clues, they could feel that someone was chasing them. The Eternal Life Pharmaceutical Foundation noticed people's sight when they came out that day.

They ambushed some people in Yongsheng Pharmaceutical and Cleaning Center, and the secret leader was still Bao Ruiming.

Bao Ruiming handed her a piece of paper with several names written on it. The woman took a look at the paper and asked, "Are they them?"

Bao Ruiming: "I'm a little unsure. I'd rather kill someone by mistake than let him go."

This is just a suspected list, but Bao Ruiming is right. There are only nine days left and there is no room for any mistakes.

As for the innocent people mentioned above, being killed was just bad luck for them.

The woman wrote down the content, then reached out and crushed the note into pieces. When the wind blew away, no trace was left.

She is a supernatural being who can crush anything she touches.

There was nothing more to say next. The woman stood up and said, "Mission successful."

She glanced at the statue and said, "Praise the Great One."

Bao Ruiming should have said the same thing, as it was an inherent etiquette between them, but he only said two words before changing his tone: "Praise... I should go now."

The woman frowned, only to see Bao Ruiming's pupils suddenly shrink.

His simulated prosthesis was very realistic. Old ladies' eyes were usually cloudy, but his pupils shrank into a dot, and then began to scroll cold data bars.

The woman immediately noticed something was wrong. She held onto Bao Ruiming's shoulders. His eyes were twitching. "Someone has entered the cloud of my consciousness."

Someone was about to find him.

If Bao Ruiming's consciousness is killed, he will completely lose the chance of regeneration.

The woman was stunned and thought she had misheard. Someone had actually invaded Bao Ruiming's consciousness in the cloud.

Sure enough, my intuition was right. Someone had been secretly investigating.

While they were deploying, the other side was not idle at all and launched a move to cut off the source of their support.

But who is it that can actually bypass the firewall of Chuangshi Technology?

"Don't worry," Bao Ruiming said, "they will be contaminated."

The cloud of consciousness is his territory. In the world he constructed, the food chain operates perfectly, the island is harmonious and beautiful, and a steady supply of nutrients is contributed to the church. It is his ideal home.

He wishes the world would move like a floating sand island.

All foreign invaders will either be eaten by the mermaid or infected and devoured. Over the years, Bao Ruiming has never worried about his consciousness being reversed.

The worst-case scenario is that the pollution concentration exceeds the standard and they all perish.

Bao Ruiming still hopes that the disinfection procedure can be started. He is not afraid of death, but he wants to participate in the ceremony nine days later.

Bao Ruiming's pupils were out of focus, the chip slot behind his neck was dim, and his whole body seemed to have suddenly lost its vitality, falling limply backwards.

His neck rested on the back of the church bench, his mouth opened unconsciously, and his consciousness had regained control of his mechanical body.

He had to deal with the intruder.

…

The headquarters of Genesis Technology Company.

After the eleventh underground floor, all the places are consciousness host machines. This is the most strictly guarded place in the entire company, and entry requires layers of approval.

The huge host computers stand in a row, like a forest or a row of coffins.

Looking more closely, there are countless grids inside, and countless brains are placed in the grids, and the wires on the brains are connected to the main unit.

There are patrolmen who need to monitor the data on a daily basis. The people here are all VIP guests. Their lives represent the property of the entire company, and we cannot be careless at all.

Each VIP guest's host is stored separately in a grid, and he is like a full-time nanny for the VIP guest.

Generally speaking, the guests here are very quiet. After all, rich people are not like poor people. They don’t have so much pressure in life, and there is nothing worth having a mental breakdown.

Isn’t there a saying that rich people are more “kind”?

In theory, if a sociopath wanted to kill all the rich people instantly, he could just blow up this computer room.

He was doing his daily clocking in when he suddenly saw a box flashing red and he stopped in his tracks.

Pollution concentration 1%.

The system automatically gives the data, here is the pollution concentration? Why?

The inspector looked through the previous reports and found that all the values ​​were normal. This consciousness has always been very safe.

The inspector immediately opened the tablet in his hand and connected it to the host with an Internet cable, wanting to do a "physical examination".

His fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard, the code was running, and the pollution concentration increased again in just five minutes.

Pollution concentration is 2%.

Although this value is very insignificant, the pollution concentration in many inferior areas, such as those near garbage dumps, can reach 30%, but this is the cloud of consciousness, and any tiny discovery cannot be taken lightly.

The inspector quickly contacted the technician, who gave the exact number. "Hello, can you please check what's wrong with the guest in V-563? Yes, his name is Bao Ruiming, a VIP guest. Excuse me."

…

Boom——

There was a loud thunder outside, and inside the church the words kept repeating: "Can we take cover?"

Liu Niannian's face was pale. When lightning came down, she could see the faces of the believers clearly. There was a tiny hole on their foreheads, and it was completely empty inside.

The place where their brains originally were had been taken out, and they gave up their brains and voluntarily sacrificed their bodies.

Zhu Ning and Xu Meng's attention was on the statue in the center of the church. The statue was very tall, and the snow-white sculpture made it full of holiness. The moment their eyes met, something in Zhu Ning's brain twitched rapidly.

This is what is in the deserted village.

Although the appearance is slightly different, it can be confirmed that it is this one, and they have the same aura.

This thing will deepen the impression through repetition. After you see it once, it's like there's an indelible mark on your mind. Every time you see it, you get a little closer.

It seems like we have reached the edge of a cliff, and there is no turning back, either destruction or joining.

When Liu Niannian saw the statue for the first time, she felt fear invading the very bones. She thought that the experience with the alien species was the most terrifying thing she had ever faced in her life.

I didn't expect that it was her ignorance. This is the real fear. You have no way to escape from it. It will directly attack your consciousness.

She felt an unprecedented nausea, as if something had grown into her skull, so hard and protruding.

People instinctively want to vomit, and Liu Niannian was the most affected. She vomited with a "wow" sound. Something sticky was trying to get out of her throat. She could even feel the disgusting touch sliding across the surface of her tongue.

Fish eggs.

She spat out a bunch of fish eggs, and there were even a few that were moving, swimming in her mouth.

Pollution has already invaded his consciousness, and Liu Niannian will soon be assimilated.

Liu Niannian widened her eyes, and for a moment the figures of Zhu Ning and Xu Meng became blurred. She heard chanting from ancient times.

Black mist enveloped the interior of the church, drowning everyone, as if she was the only one left there.

"Niannian." She heard someone calling her nickname.

Liu Niannian saw her mother lying on the hospital bed, her beautiful face full of illness, and the white sheets on her body were stained red with blood.

A large amount of blood gushed out and she couldn't stop it, and her hands were covered in blood.

Liu Niannian had brothers and sisters who underwent genetic testing from birth. Those with genetic defects would be identified as defective products. They did not even have to have obvious genetic defects, they were just not perfect enough.

Once people are personified, they become commodities on an assembly line, and the slightest flaw can lead to their destruction.

They were not even classified as fifth-class citizens, but were directly executed. When Liu Niannian was a child, she could always hear the crying of babies, which were the cries of her brothers and sisters.

The mother gave birth to six children, but only two were "qualified", one was Lu Yao and the other was Liu Niannian.

She could only watch her child being destroyed.

Her mother committed suicide after giving birth to her sixth child, and what Liu Niannian saw was the scene of her suicide.

The mother was so determined that she didn't even choose the more "elegant" method of cutting her wrists, but instead cut her neck.

Scarlet blood spurted out, soaking the sheets and walls. She cut her own throat while the servants were away.

Liu Niannian hadn't had this nightmare for a long time. She staggered to her mother's bed and called out "Mom" cautiously.

No one replied to her, so she held her mother's hand, which was already cold and stiff. Liu Niannian still held it. She didn't know the meaning of this action.

She pressed her cheek against her mother's palm and felt her mother's blood smeared all over her face.

Mother.

Later, some people came and took away my mother's body, announcing that she had died of illness.

Except for Liu Niannian, no one cared that her real name was Liu Yu, including her brother. They just gave her a decent funeral and luxurious burial objects.

Even though they could have uploaded her consciousness to the cloud, they pretended to give her the best funeral.

Only Liu Niannian remembers her, not only because she misses her mother, but also because Liu Yu's future is her future.

Liu Niannian held her mother's hand and felt a pain in her head. She wanted to dig her brain out immediately. The chanting continued. She did not feel angry, but only pain. The pain could not be stopped and it swam in her brain like fish eggs.

She wanted to open her mind.

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