In the next month, Zhang Heng followed Alberta to learn how the other party managed D-level personnel. Of course, the so-called management means to make the other party obedient enough in this month, and when some people were taken out to participate in the experiment and never came back, they would maintain the remaining D-level personnel, and there were many ways to maintain stability.

For example: violent coercion, violent coercion, and violent coercion, etc.

Moreover, during this month, Professor David received a new research project for SCP, and the quota of twelve D-class personnel suddenly became short of reach. He did not wait until the end of the month, but in the middle of the month, only the last two were left for the twelve D-class personnel who had arrived.

"Two gentlemen, today is the last day you are about to release, but fortunately, your test mission has finally arrived before the last day comes."

At the end of this month, Zhang Heng received another order from Professor David. He brought two security guards to the dormitory of the D-level personnel and smiled friendlyly at the remaining two, "Now, please follow us to the mission test site, thank you for your cooperation."

"Damn it, I don't want to perform any test!" The two of them suddenly showed horror like kittens. One of the big men said in a crying voice, "You said so the last time, taking John and Jacob away, and then they never came back. Now you want to take us away, don't even think about it, we will never leave the dormitory!"

"Oh, you can't help it." Zhang Heng curled his lips, and the two security guards behind him immediately pulled the bolt and pointed the machine gun in their hands at the two of them. "Are you going by yourself, or do you want me to ask you to leave?"

"Allah Hu Akbar! Omnipotent Lord, let the devil in front of you go to hell!" An Arab next to you suddenly became timid.

"Your Allah will receive your prayers, but before he appears, you still have to do what I said." Zhang Heng shrugged, turned around and walked out of the dormitory, while the two were escorted by security guards and followed Zhang Heng dejectedly.

Soon, Zhang Heng led the two through the corridor to a closed hall. There were two alloy doors in front of the hall. On the second floor of the hall, there were a row of transparent glass windows. Through the glass windows, we could see Professor David and Justin and other junior researchers standing there, waiting silently.

"Professor, the D-level personnel have been brought here." Zhang Heng raised his head and reported to Professor David.

"Very good, prepare to start the experiment." David looked expressionless, "Let the D-class personnel enter their posts."

"I understand." Zhang Heng received the order and immediately said to the previous big man, "Mr. George, you enter the first room." Then he turned to look at the Arab man beside him, "Mr. Mohammed is ready, and you will enter the second room later."

"What's in the room? Why do we need to go in?" George said vigilantly.

"Nothing, there is only a table inside, there is a piece of paper on the table, and there is a passage on it." Zhang Heng spread his hands, walked to the front of the gate and pressed a button. Suddenly, the alloy-cast steel door opened.

Everyone looked inward with the door. Sure enough, there was only one desk inside. The desk was made of red shirt wood and looked extremely ordinary. From this position, you could see that there was only one white paper on the table, and nothing else was there.

"Mr. George, your task now is to pick up the paper on the table and read the information on the paper. After reading it, you can be released."

"Are you sure?" George stared into Zhang Heng's eyes, but he was disappointed. In Zhang Heng's eyes, he could not see any emotion, just like a pool of stagnant water.

"I'm sure." Zhang Heng nodded, "Don't you think you have a choice, do you?"

"Okay." George said bitterly. He finally glanced at his companion deeply, and then walked into the door with heavy steps. After the other party walked in, Zhang Heng pressed the button again without saying a word. Suddenly, the steel gate closed and locked George alone inside.

After doing this, Zhang Heng said to the remaining D-class personnel, "Mr. Mohammed, go to the next room immediately." As he said that, he pressed a button again and saw the same door next door open. There was no table or paper in this room, only a monitor, and the monitor was showing the picture of George entering the room.

"Me?" Mohamed swallowed uneasy and walked in reluctantly.

"Your mission is different from George. You just need to observe George's every move." Zhang Heng nodded and closed the door again without saying a word after Mohammed entered.

After doing all this, Zhang Heng walked directly from the stairs next to him to the second floor, and saw Professor David staring at the surveillance footage in the two isolation rooms.

In one of the rooms, George was looking at the closed door behind him in confusion, hesitated for a moment, and still walked towards the seat slowly. He seemed to feel something was wrong, but he had no choice.

"Stephen, what do you think is the information on that piece of paper?" Justin asked in a low voice.

"I don't want to know." Zhang Heng shook his head and looked at Professor David, "But it should be certain that this meme similar to sp-9527 is just much fatal than 9527."

"Yes, the major I am responsible for is the research on information-type sp, so most of the ones I take over are projects like this. However, this sp-9530 is indeed much more fatal than 9527. Once it is leaked, the entire civilization will probably be completely destroyed." Professor David said seriously.

"Keter-level containment!" Everyone was moved when they heard this.

"9530?" Zhang Heng showed a thoughtful look. It was only about a month before 9527 appeared. In this way, in just one month, four new types of containment objects have been discovered around the world.

Even Zhang Heng was a little shocked at the speed of this appearance. He didn't know how long the humans on this plane could last. Nearly 10,000 kinds of containment objects were found. This was just the number of discovered. Even if only one percent of them were keter levels, there were nearly 100 kinds of containment objects that were enough to destroy the world.

In his opinion, the world has not collapsed yet, which is simply a miracle.

At this time, in the surveillance screen, George had already walked to the desk. He slowly picked up the paper and moved his mouth slightly, as if he was reciting something. However, Professor David had closed the sound channel at this time. After all, this information was not sp-9527. Before he thoroughly understood the nature of the containment, they were not sure whether this information could be transmitted through the sound.

After reading this message, George in the picture suddenly trembled all over, as if he had discovered something extremely shocking. He began to look around in horror, then suddenly became crazy, and bit his fingers and began to apply on the wall!

The moment George started writing, Professor David directly closed the video of George's room and turned to the room where another D-class person next door was located. He saw the Arab named Muhammad, who was staring at the surveillance monitor at this time, and was also in a state of loss of consciousness, muttering something constantly, as if that message also had a shocking impact on him.

In the end, he bit his fingers desperately and wrote on the wall!

"It can be basically confirmed that sp-9530 can be transmitted through sound media and video media. Any human who sees sp-9530 will be infected by sp-9530, and the infectiousness is far greater than sp-9527." Professor David once again closed the monitoring room where Mohammed was located and said heavily.

"And after infection, the infected person will take all available resources to spread this information." Zhang Heng added silently, "It is just that whether the sp-9530 message will be infected if it only sees one word, or must be infected after reading or listening to the full paragraph, we don't know. If we want to get the answer, we still need to conduct a lot of experiments."

"It's just a pity that the next experiment will be after the next batch of D-level personnel are allocated." Professor David regretted, "The number of D-level personnel is too small and not enough."

Everyone nodded for granted. After waiting for about half a minute, Professor David looked at his watch and suddenly looked at everyone, "The time is almost over. Next, who would like to go to those two rooms to check the situation?"

Everyone was silent immediately, everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but didn't say anything.

"Hey..." Professor David sighed, "Since that's the case, then I'll go there in person."

"I'll go." But Zhang Heng walked up directly, "Professor, let me do this time."

Professor David was stunned. He looked at Zhang Heng deeply and smiled with relief, "Very good, Stephen, you did not disappoint me."

"This is what I should do." Zhang Heng lowered his head slightly, looking humble.

"You are the best child I have ever seen." Professor David's expression softer, "Remember, don't look at the information on the wall after entering. I don't want to lose an excellent assistant."

"I understand." Zhang Heng turned around and walked down the stairs, leaving only a group of assistants with complex expressions.

Soon, Zhang Heng came to the hall on the first floor again. He first asked the two security guards to leave, and then silently pressed the door button of the first isolation room. Suddenly, with a sound of metal friction, the door that George entered before opened.

At this time, George in the gate had completely disappeared. Zhang Heng looked around the room and saw that there was a pool of bubbles in the corner of the wall, and the liquid was covered with the yellow prison clothes that George had worn before.

"Has it completely dissolved and turned into amniotic fluid-like substances?" Zhang Heng lowered his head, observed silently for a while, suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly raised his head, and looked directly at the wall in front of him!

On the wall, a line of bloody words appeared in front of Zhang Heng!

"When you read this, you have been in a coma for nearly ten years, and we are trying new treatment options. I don't know where this message will appear in your dream, but your family can no longer afford your medical expenses. They hope you can wake up as soon as possible when you see this message, remember, for your family, you must wake up!"

This is a very strange message. The bloody words and the amount of information revealed in the words made Zhang Heng take a deep breath, and his mind roared instantly, as if he was enlightened, and his consciousness fell into a trance in an instant!

This world...

Zhang Heng stared at this strange message in a daze. Suddenly, his consciousness began to question the authenticity of this world. At the same time, everything around him was rapidly collapsed. At the same time, countless deep calls seemed to be heard in his ears, and those voices were extremely familiar, as if...

The call of my parents...

But the next second, Zhang Heng gritted his teeth suddenly, and his eyes became clear again. The calls were shattered and his whole body regained solidity! It was not until this time that Zhang Heng felt cold all over, as if he had just been soaked in ice water!

"What a horrible, what a weird meme!"

Zhang Heng's expression was solemn. At that moment, even Zhang Heng's original body, who was far away in a higher dimension, was actually suspicious and shocked about the authenticity of the world he existed. However, after all, Zhang Heng was not an ordinary person, and even the resentment meme could not kill him, let alone this information meme. In just a moment, Zhang Heng regained his consciousness!

"So, is this the truth of this message?" After coming back to his senses, Zhang Heng took a deep breath, turned around and left the quarantine room, and came to the quarantine room where Mohammed was next door again. Sure enough, this quarantine room, like George, Mohammed also turned into amniotic fluid, and the same passage was written on the wall with blood.

It can be imagined that once this sentence appears on reality and the Internet, it will cause a huge reaction. Any video, audio or even text will become the medium for the spread of this meme. Then the infected person will use some means to spread it more widely. Then all human beings will turn into amniotic fluid and completely disappear into this world.
Chapter completed!