Isn't this a video of H-012 losing signal two or three months ago? How can it be related to a deceased person from another time dimension?
The screen flickered again.
Jiang Cheng, Chen Ang, Wan Xingyan, and the leaders—their faces all appeared in the frame. Everyone seemed to see themselves in a mirror, staring at each other in a chilling atmosphere, repeating those two words as if possessed.
Hello! Hello! Hello!
This video, like a prank, keeps playing endlessly, never stopping, appearing absurd, bizarre, and somewhat insane, as strange as Mullen's protruding tongue.
"Turn off the recording right now! I can't take it anymore!" a leader roared, his fists clenched tightly, ready to explode in fury at any moment!
The researchers rushed forward to turn off the recording, but the device was completely broken. No matter how many times they pressed the pause or close buttons, it was no use. The two words kept repeating, making everyone want to vomit.
Several leaders stood up abruptly, stormed out of their seats, opened the door, and stepped into the corridor, unable to endure the torment any longer. They were enveloped in a suffocating atmosphere, and only by escaping this dark room could they breathe.
People left one after another, leaving only Jiang Cheng and Gu Qingwan sitting steadily in their seats.
Jiang Cheng rested his chin on his hand, staring indifferently at the person in the picture. The other person's lifeless eyes, like those of a dead fish, and his mouth that opened and closed, all seemed utterly absurd.
Five minutes passed just like that.
He had become numb to it all.
The video suddenly stopped. The rows of human faces in the video froze, and worms crawled out of their nostrils, ears, and mouths, covering their entire faces.
Then it began to gnaw at itself, starting from the head and working its way down, eating away all the flesh and blood, leaving only the white bones with a few traces of blood on them.
The smacking sounds of eating are nauseating.
"Is it good?" Jiang Cheng asked.
The insects abruptly stopped eating, turned their heads, and looked at him with their black, bean-sized eyes.
"Idiot." Jiang Cheng cursed, waved his hand, and got up to leave.
Gu Qingwan raised her hand and shot the videotape with a "bang," instantly turning the big screen black and all the images disappeared.
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Jiang Cheng stood by the window, his hands crossed to support the weight of his upper body.
The breeze was refreshing, though not enough to dispel the gloom in my heart.
He was a little irritable at this moment, but Jiang Cheng never liked to express his emotions by shouting.
No one dared to bother him at this time, especially since everyone was trying to forget what had just happened and erase those images from their minds.
Gu Qingwan stood quietly behind her.
Jiang Cheng exhaled, and white mist appeared outside the window, rising in the cold air. He lowered his eyes.
"Actually, I should have realized it sooner. From the moment the insects followed the brain-like detector to the ground, I should have realized it was a conspiracy. The videotapes had been tampered with. Their true purpose was to manipulate our hearts in this way—hearts struggling and searching for a way out..."
"They may have been aware of this from the moment the brain-like creature entered the dimension of death. Instead of destroying the detector, they turned the tables and let the brain-like creature bring the insect back to the ground."
"But that's fine too. Didn't we achieve our ultimate goal? We confirmed the existence of an enemy on the equator. However, they don't care about our civilization at all and instead openly provoke us. Perhaps they think we are too weak."
Gu Qingwan listened silently without saying a word.
Why didn't Jiang Cheng leave while watching the video? Because he was thinking about the whole story, and his thoughts were constantly changing.
Aside from the fact that "they are provoking us in this way," there is another thing Jiang Cheng thought of here.
The overall direction was wrong from the very beginning.
The Death Dimension is not a Death Dimension, and the insects cannot block signals. They only release something similar to anesthesia to make humans lose their sense of pain. There is nothing to brag about.
What's truly astonishing is the way the intruders used to block signals and manipulate humans.
Here we introduce a concept: mirror.
Mirrors are ubiquitous in daily life. They help people see their own appearance, whether they have any flaws in their clothing or face. They are an ordinary thing.
A mirror can reflect an appearance, and of course it can also reflect light. The dimension created by the intruders is a product of this concept.
They reflect the appearance of humans, creating illusory illusions and isolating the dimension in which the satellite resides. The thin film that the brain-like detector enters the dimension is the mirror.
At the same time, this film completely covers that area, so humans cannot see what is behind the mirror, but can only see the reflected product.
They mirrored the neuromorphic detectors, thus creating another identical detector.
They saw Klin entering the cabin through the insects' eyes, so the mirror created another illusory image of Klin.
Both real and unreal, from a material perspective, the illusory is unreal. But why can illusory products also have flesh and blood? Can they really be touched? Do they also have mass?
Jiang Cheng didn't know.
However, the only certainty is that there are always things that cannot be reflected in a mirror, such as Jiang Cheng himself and his head.
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