6 Pollution Sources
Abnormality + repetition = mental pollution
Zhu Ning and Li Nianchuan tried to change positions, but every time they did, the fishmen would come over again and surround them in the same way.
Other than that, the fishman didn't make any further moves. Zhu Ning considered whether to shoot, but he wasn't sure if the fishman would lose control if he did.
There was only one fishman in the sewer before. Zhu Ning and Li Nianchuan had two guns in total, and they barely killed one under the fire suppression.
The current situation is that there are 25 of them, and there may be more. If the fish people attack, Zhu Ning and Li Nianchuan will have no choice but to feed the fish.
Li Nianchuan's scalp was tingling and his back was covered in cold sweat when he was stared at by the fishman.
Li Nianchuan recalculated the pollution concentration and was shocked by the data. "The pollution concentration is now 79%!"
Zhu Ning still didn't know how the pollution concentration was calculated, and she didn't feel anything when the data increased several times.
Li Nianchuan seemed to see that Zhu Ning didn't understand, so he explained, "The D-level contamination area is 60% to 90%."
So when they first came in, the concentration measured was 55%, which is a Class E pollution area.
"What should we do?" Li Nianchuan asked, "Should we fight our way out?"
Zhu Ning gritted his teeth and said, "Ignore it."
Li Nianchuan: "Ah?"
Zhu Ning thought about how Fang Ying only asked her two questions when she started working.
1. Are you afraid of monsters?
2. Are you afraid of corpses?
The main point of Fang Ying's question was whether he was afraid, and Zhu Ning's answer was no.
She seemed to understand why her spirit value was 100%, because Zhu Ning was really not afraid, she didn't regard this thing as a monster at all.
Zhu Ning: "Ignore it, leave it alone, and it won't pollute you."
The so-called spiritual pollution does not mean that the more horrific or disgusting something is, the greater the spiritual pollution. Blood and dead bodies only make people feel terrified, not "polluted."
Mental pollution is a "creature" that looks like a human, doing your daily activities in a very strange way.
For example, the fishman takes the last bus and does nothing but stare at you. The very idea of an "abnormal" person doing a "normal" thing is terrifying.
"How, how could I ignore it?" Li Nianchuan wanted to cry but had no tears. There were twenty-five fish-men emitting a fishy smell blocking his way, and it was impossible to ignore them no matter how hard he looked at them.
Li Nianchuan glanced back at Zhu Ning. Zhu Ning hadn't shown any signs of being contaminated. Either he was exceptionally gifted, or he really had something special.
Li Nianchuan planned to ask Zhu Ning for advice: "What do they look like in your eyes?"
Zhu Ning: "Rotten fish."
Li Nianchuan: "..."
So in Zhu Ning's eyes, he was in a seafood wholesale market?
Zhu Ning: "Don't look at them, chat with me to divert your attention."
Zhu Ning had to ensure that Li Nianchuan held on until the rescuers arrived. If Li Nianchuan had a mental breakdown and started praying to the evil god, Zhu Ning would be the one who would suffer in the end.
Li Nianchuan, braving the gazes of twenty-five fish, forced himself to chat with Zhu Ning, "What are you talking about?"
Zhu Ning asked, "Why did you come up?"
Li Nianchuan tried to ignore the fishman, "Follow the employee code of conduct."
The fourth rule of the Cleaners' Employee Code is not to get separated from teammates, and the third rule is to wait for rescue on the spot. In the event of a conflict between the two rules, Li Nianchuan plans to act freely.
Zhu Ning said it was really a chat, and Li Nianchuan asked, "Then why did you come up?"
Zhu Ning: "Our job is to sweep up the garbage."
Li Nianchuan looked confused: "So?"
Zhu Ning: "We get paid based on commission."
Li Nianchuan took a while to react. Zhu Ning's idea was that the cleaners had to contain the contaminated spores and get paid according to the number of spores contained.
The area they had descended from was definitely contaminated with only that many spores. Li Nianchuan and Zhu Ning had already been swept into the contaminated area. Since there was another contaminated area nearby, Zhu Ning didn't mind collecting spores from one more area.
Since the Demon Hunter is not around, they can actively generate income.
Li Nianchuan was stunned by this idea. If there is no job, create a job. If there is no performance, create performance. What kind of peerless king of papers is this?
Li Nianchuan said sincerely, "Boss."
Zhu Ning: "I've been at work for less than two hours."
Li Nianchuan changed his tone: "Little sister."
Zhu Ning: “…”
What on earth did they go through in just two hours?
After Zhu Ning said this, Li Nianchuan suddenly felt less intimidated by the fisherman. In his eyes, these things became "achievements." There were a total of 25 achievements, which converted into at least 250,000 Singapore dollars.
It's not rotten fish, it's shiny gold banknotes.
Zhu Ning: "Do you think we can mentally pollute them?"
"Ah?" Li Nianchuan had just accepted that the fishman in front of him was a performance achievement and had completely failed to follow Zhu Ning's train of thought. However, he was a little eager to try, "How is it polluted?"
Zhu Ning pondered for a moment. "Spiritual pollution means that seemingly normal people do abnormal things, or seemingly abnormal people do normal things. It's a bit confusing, but the key point is repetition."
The focus of pollution lies in repetition. The dead fishmen kept repeating the last bus, and the fishmen who kept getting on the bus kept staring at Zhu Ning and Li Nianchuan.
Repetition + abnormality is the formula for spiritual pollution.
Li Nianchuan and Zhu Ning are both grassroots garbage collectors. This is the first time they have analyzed the internal logic of pollutants so seriously.
Li Nianchuan thought about this and said, "That makes sense."
Zhu Ning asked, "Do you have anything around you that can be used to brainwash people?"
Li Nianchuan thought for a moment and said, "I brought a cookbook."
menu?
Zhu Ning tilted his head to look at him, and Li Nianchuan explained, "You know, we won't be in this business for many years. I need to leave a way out for myself."
When cleaners earn enough money, they have to consider retirement and undergo mental examinations throughout their lives. Zhu Ning may have to do the same in the future.
Damn, sweeping the trash is so hard.
Zhu Ning: "Read a passage."
Li Nianchuan flipped through the electronic cookbook, found a page, cleared his throat, and read aloud: "How to make braised crucian carp. Step one: make a cross-shaped cut on the surface of the crucian carp. Add salt to the oil and fry it over low heat until both sides are golden brown and the skin is crispy..."
Zhu Ning: “…”
Murloc: “…”
Li Nianchuan is really a talent. Is this the guide for braised fish people?
Zhu Ning used the recording function of his helmet to record it. Both of their helmets could play the audio out loud. Zhu Ning asked for a copy of the recipe and joined the team reading the recipe seriously.
There are four voices in total, including the two helmets and the two of them. If someone gets on the bus at this time, at first glance, it would be very strange that there are two passengers wearing "motorcycle uniforms" and black helmets on the last bus of Line 1, like two robbers.
The robber had no shame and read out the recipe of braised crucian carp aloud, not only that, but also played it on a loop through a loudspeaker.
Disturbing! Shameful!
Abnormality + repetition = mental pollution.
The passengers around them frowned, their eyes turning from malicious to confused. After they recited it about ten times, the fishman in front of them lowered his momentum, lowered his bloody severed head, and lost his previous hostility.
"The pollution concentration has dropped?" Li Nianchuan couldn't believe it. The current pollution concentration was 78%, a decrease of 1%.
It actually works!
Zhu Ning hummed and suddenly stood up. "You continue reading. I'll go find the source of the pollution."
Li Nianchuan said that this was a ghost-catching game and the source of pollution must be in the car. After Zhu Ning stood up, Li Nianchuan also stood up. On the contrary, the fishman did not follow.
They held the pull rings in their hands and turned around together, facing Zhu Ning and Li Nianchuan with their wounded bodies, but no one followed.
Maybe the mental pollution has lost its effect and they are useless.
Li Nianchuan didn't dare to stop and continued to read the recipe for braised crucian carp, following Zhu Ning like a loudspeaker.
This subway train only has four carriages. Zhu Ning searched the carriages carefully, looking for some clues.
There were three passengers in carriage four, two in carriage three, and five in carriage two.
Carriage No. 1 where Zhu Ning was located had the most people, twenty-five fishmen plus the two of them, a total of twenty-seven people. Something must have happened in this car before.
The system said that the last bus No. 1 disappeared. What was the reason for its disappearance? Was it contaminated?
If pollutants can pollute the mind, then is the formation of pollutants also a kind of spiritual force? Similar to resentment?
Ding-ling-ling——
Zhu Ning's thoughts were interrupted by a phone call in carriage number three.
Zhu Ning ran to see and saw a cell phone lying on the seat. Zhu Ning had just carefully checked the entire train and didn't see any cell phones. This cell phone suddenly appeared.
Someone is calling this phone.
The style of the mobile phone is very old, it is actually a touch screen phone. The wasteland world has undergone technological changes a long time ago, and most people have chips implanted in their bodies that can be connected to a secondary brain.
The secondary brain is equivalent to identity authentication + wallet + communication tool. No one uses mobile phones these days.
Zhu Ning: "A cell phone left behind by a passenger?"
Li Nianchuan was also surprised when he saw the phone. "This model must be from at least 80 years ago."
This thing is like an antique.
Zhu Ning: "You continue reading."
Li Nianchuan was reading the recipe there. The moment Zhu Ning picked up the phone, the ringing stopped abruptly and a video was playing on the phone.
An in-car surveillance camera view shows two people inside.
The video was a bit blurry, so Zhu Ning couldn't recognize it for a moment. In the video, two people ran over from another carriage and picked up the mobile phone left on the seat.
"A cell phone left behind by a passenger?" Zhu Ning's voice.
"This is a style from at least eighty years ago." Li Nianchuan's voice.
"You continue reading."
The video inside was exactly the same as Zhu Ning's actions. In the video, Zhu Ning picked up the mobile phone and played the video on the phone.
"A cell phone left behind by a passenger?"
The phone in the phone played another video, and the cycle continued.
They seem to be trapped, who knows if they are the real people or the ones in the video?
Zhu Ningdu felt a tingling sensation on his scalp for a moment. It was another mental pollution, even stronger than before.
The logic of the polluted area is to pollute you continuously through repetition and disgust you at every opportunity.
If it continues playing, she will be polluted.
"What's wrong?" Li Nianchuan didn't see the video, but he felt that Zhu Ning was not in good condition.
"Don't look." Zhu Ning's mental level is higher than Li Nianchuan's. Li Nianchuan might collapse if he saw him.
"It's a strong spiritual pollution." Zhu Ning quickly pressed the pause button, but the video could not be paused. Zhu Ning was about to leave with his phone in his pocket.
Li Nianchuan: "Where are you going?"
Zhu Ning's hands were shaking a little. She admitted that she was beginning to be affected by the mental pollution, and the mental value on her panel was decreasing.
System: [Deduct 1% of your spiritual value.]
Zhu Ning tried to ignore it and walked quickly towards the front of the train, saying as he walked, "If you find lost items, you should hand them over to the crew. It's common sense."
Li Nianchuan: "..."
Why should we care about common sense at this time?
Zhu Ning insisted that the more abnormal the environment, the more we should insist on doing normal things. The normal thing to do is to give the phone left by the passenger to the driver.
This is a normal track, this is a normal track, this is a normal track...
Zhu Ning kept repeating to himself, trying to brainwash himself.
You have to do things that look normal to fit in with the style of this polluted area.
Li Nianchuan could only follow Zhu Ning. She quickly reached the driver's cab, where a man sat with his back to them. The driver was concentrating on driving and looked quite normal.
But there can't be any normal stuff on this train.
Zhu Ning took a deep breath and knocked on the transparent door of the driver's cab. "Hello, I found a cell phone and I want to turn it in."
The driver had his back to her.
"Hello," Zhu Ning knocked on the door again, "I want to hand in my phone."
The driver finally reacted. He didn't turn around, but took off his hat. With both hands, he pushed aside the hair on the back of his head, revealing another back of his head.
The two hands pushed it aside again, revealing the back of the head.
Bang-bang-bang-bang
Zhu Ning suppressed his nausea and watched the driver slowly move the back of his head like a nesting doll, but his face was never revealed.
Bang-bang-bang-bang
Bang——
Zhu Ning has been hearing this strange noise since he came here. The door of the driver's cab was not closed tightly and kept shaking as the train started.
Zhu Ning was about to open the door when she suddenly stopped and froze.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Nianchuan was a little puzzled. Zhu Ning rarely showed this expression.
Zhu Ning quickly grabbed Li Nianchuan to prevent him from watching. Zhu Ning's body was stiff, the hairs on his back stood up, and he didn't dare to move at all.
There was a fish face lying on the left window of the driver's cab, and the fish face was smiling. Zhu Ning was wrong. The source of pollution was not necessarily inside the car.
The pollutants have been... lying outside the car.
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