There was no one at the door.
Is it an illusion?
Mou Xuan frowned, an indescribable feeling of uneasiness enveloping him.
He waved his hand, signaling two strong members to take the still-talking Zhang the victim away for isolation.
In the base, rumors about memory tampering spread rapidly like a virus, and panic brewed among the crowd.
The comrades who were once close to each other are now suspicious of each other. In the cafeteria, the originally lively tables have become deserted. The members eat in silence, and when they occasionally talk, they lower their voices for fear of being overheard by others.
On the training ground, the members became absent-minded and their movements were slow, as if each of them was carrying a heavy burden.
"Old Li, have you heard? Xiao Zhang's memory has been tampered with! I heard that he attacked Old Wang and almost hurt others!"
"That's right! It's so scary! Who knows if we will be the next one? This life is really unbearable!"
"I suspect it was done by an insider! We have to be careful and don't get ambushed!"
Similar conversations were taking place in every corner of the base, and the crisis of trust within the alliance was like a flood that broke through a dam and was out of control.
Li, the crisis coordinator of the Trust, a thin man wearing thick glasses, is running around anxiously, trying to coordinate the relationship between members and restore the precarious trust.
"Lao Zhang, calm down. Xiao Zhang's case is just an isolated case. We will definitely find out the truth!"
"The truth? What truth! What if my memory has been tampered with? Can you guarantee my safety?" Lao Zhang roared angrily.
"Old Li, don't waste your energy! No one can trust anyone nowadays. What you said is all bullshit!" Another member curled his lips in disdain.
Coordinator Li wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling extremely powerless.
He was like a firefighter, putting out fires everywhere, only to find that the fire was getting bigger and bigger and was completely out of control.
At the same time, technical antagonist Zhou was locking himself in the laboratory, studying the samples extracted from Zhang's tampered body day and night.
Various instruments flashed colorful lights, and data scrolled on the screen like a waterfall, which was dazzling to watch.
"Damn it! What kind of technology is this? Why don't I have any idea about it!" Technical antagonist Zhou scratched his messy hair, looking anxious.
He tried again to crack the memory tampering technology using various methods, but the results were still disappointing.
The four cold words "Match Failed" on the display screen stabbed his eyes like a sharp knife.
"Boss, I... I tried my best, but I still can't find a way to crack it..." Technical antagonist Zhou reported to Mou Xuan in frustration.
Mou Xuan patted his shoulder and said in a deep voice: "I know this is difficult, but we can't give up. I believe you can find a way to crack it. We still need you!"
"But...but..." Technical antagonist Zhou wanted to say something but was interrupted by Mou Xuan.
"No buts! You are our best technician.
In this chaotic situation, Chen Yao has been silently accompanying Mou Xuan.
She knew he was under a lot of pressure.
"Are you tired?" Chen Yao gently handed Mou Xuan a cup of hot water and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Mou Xuan held Chen Yao's hand and looked at her affectionately, with a hint of a smile on his tired face.
"I won't feel tired as long as you are here."
Chen Yao's companionship and support are like a ray of sunshine in winter, warming Mou Xuan's heart.
He knew that no matter what happened, she would always be by his side and never leave him.
In order to stabilize people's hearts, Mou Xuan called a meeting of all members.
The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn, and everyone's face was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.
"I know everyone is worried now, but please believe me, I will definitely find out the truth and give you an explanation!" Mou Xuan said in a firm and resounding tone.
“Boss, we believe you! But…but we are really scared…” a member said tremblingly.
"I know, I know..." Mu Xuan looked around at everyone and softened his tone. "The most important thing now is unity. We can't lose our composure, otherwise it will only give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage!"
He calmly analyzed the current situation, stressed the importance of unity, and promised to find a way to crack the memory tampering technology as soon as possible.
His words, like a clear stream, flowed slowly in everyone's heart, gradually calming their uneasy emotions.
The atmosphere in the conference room gradually eased, the members began to regain their composure, and hope rekindled in their eyes.
However, just as the meeting was about to end, Mou Xuan suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the door... "What's that noise?" The noise sounded like someone dragging a heavy chain, or like a wild beast growling, which made people feel creepy.
Mou Xuan's eyebrows were twisted into a knot. What kind of trouble is this at this critical moment?
"Don't panic!" He lowered his voice and scanned everyone present with his sharp eyes, trying to find anything unusual.
The air seemed to freeze, and all they could hear was each other's heavy breathing and the creepy sound that was getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, the door of the conference room was slammed open with a loud bang, which hurt people's eardrums.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that Zhang, the person who had been tampered with, who was supposed to be isolated, had broken free from his restraints like a mad beast. His eyes were bloodshot, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. He was approaching them step by step.
"Oh my god, is this guy in berserk mode?" Someone couldn't help but exclaimed, with a tremor in his voice.
The appearance of Zhang, the person who had been tampered with, undoubtedly poured cold water on the situation which had just been eased.
The conference room was once again in chaos, with screams and exclamations coming one after another. The hope that had been ignited was instantly swallowed up by fear.
"He...how come he is here?" Crisis Coordinator Li Xinli's face turned pale instantly and his voice began to stutter.
Chen Yao held Mou Xuan's hand tightly. She could feel the oppression emanating from him, like the calm before the storm, which was suffocating.
"Haha... they all have to die!" The hoarse voice of Zhang, the person whose voice was tampered with, sounded like it came from hell, making people shudder.
He rushed towards the crowd, and a chaotic fight was about to break out...
"Yaoyao, be careful!" Mu Xuan protected Chen Yao behind him.
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