【Exogolia Virus】, full name 【Hastella Virus】.
The virus was named "Hastur Virus" not because it could summon an Old One with the same name.
It merely borrowed that person's name; in reality, it has no connection whatsoever with them.
For this virus, the name is merely a code, a pseudonym used to conceal its true purpose while reminding it not to forget its original intention.
After a moment's thought, the team leader handed the black jar to the researcher in front of him and then gave instructions:
"Let's first bring in a few 'ancestors' and check their physical condition."
"Afterwards, we'll use these individuals to test the effectiveness of the [Hastella Virus]."
A group of researchers in protective suits nodded in unison, expressing their agreement.
'Ancestors' is their internal term for primitive people outside the world.
After all, they come from the future, tens of thousands of years beyond this world.
These primitive people of the past were indeed their ancestors in a sense.
Despite countless years of evolution and human modification, they no longer share much biological or genetic connection with these primitive humans.
However, scientific research can be devoid of humanity, but as human beings, they cannot forget humanity.
If they forget about human nature, they might do unpredictable things.
Therefore, referring to these people as 'ancestors' shows respect and serves as a self-reminder to never forget humanity.
They are not yet able to readily accept the mindset of becoming God.
After the team leader left, everyone immediately threw themselves into the next task.
They first brought in several primitive people and began to conduct thorough physical examinations on them.
Future researchers will wear robust protective suits to ensure no physical contact occurs between them and the primitive humans.
After the physical examination, they placed each of the 'ancestors' into a transparent glass cylinder.
These cylinders are spacious inside and equipped with a ring of lights at the bottom to ensure a bright and comfortable interior environment.
Multiple pipes are connected to the top, constantly bringing in fresh oxygen from the outside.
The cylinders were neatly arranged along the edge of the room.
These primitive people already regarded the future humans as gods.
They knew all too well that they owed their current lives entirely to these gods who had appeared out of nowhere.
Therefore, even if these people from the future do things that the people from the future cannot understand, they will still cooperate fully.
Even if someone were to confine them inside a container, completely sealed off and isolated from the outside world,
They didn't make a sound.
“They’ve been much more settled than before these past few years.”
"After all, life has improved, and it certainly won't be as noisy as before."
The researchers held projector laptops in their hands.
While observing these familiar yet strange primitive people through the transparent container barrier,
They were also chatting quietly among themselves, commenting on the experimental subjects.
Their discussions were never kept secret from these primitive people.
After all, the researchers present knew that these 'ancestors' could not understand their language.
Even if these primitive people currently possess rudimentary vocabulary and a rudimentary language system,
But these cultures are still in their infancy and have not yet made any groundbreaking progress, so they are naturally no match for these humans from the future.
"Alright, begin the injection of the [Haster Virus]."
No sooner had the researchers finished speaking than someone pushed the red lever on the control panel.
*Sizzle* *Drip*
As the electronic voice faded, a hissing sound of leaking gas followed immediately.
In the blink of an eye, a pure black substance, like a black mist, gushed out from the oxygen supply pipe.
It quickly occupied half of the container, submerging half of the primitive people's bodies.
At this moment, these imprisoned primitive people finally felt the approaching danger, and their hearts pounded.
Even though they once believed that these gods who treated the tribe would not intentionally harm them,
But as the unknown darkness drew near...
At this moment, the ancient genes within them began to stir.
Driven by the biological instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm, fear gradually began to dominate their hearts.
These primitive people had eyes full of terror.
As the dark water level rose, they grew increasingly anxious and panicked, pounding on the glass and screaming in desperation.
In the panic, they even forgot the language they had just learned.
However, the container barrier was far more robust than they had imagined.
Even when these primitive people used all their strength, pounding until their palms ached terribly, the container walls remained completely unmoved.
Their fate of being imprisoned here is already sealed.
Soon, the rising darkness engulfed their heads, drowning out the last trace of their terrified gazes.
At the same time, the fiercely resisting primitive man gradually stopped moving and made no sound.
The researchers in the lab, however, remained indifferent and waited quietly.
Until the dark matter inside the container was gradually drained and slowly integrated into the bodies of those primitive people.
Only then did the researchers realize that the imprisoned 'ancestors' had become dull-eyed, stiff, and lifeless.
They were like mindless puppets, standing motionless inside the container.
The light still reflected in my eyes, but it appeared somewhat murky and dim.
However, the Hastur virus is not a brainwashing drug, and they don't need to use brainwashing drugs to control these backward primitive people.
If they really wanted to control it, they had plenty of ways.
The name "Hasta virus" has its own special significance.
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