manynovel Chapter 114 Let the evil spirits of idealism taste the bullets of materialism!
Chapter 114 Let the evil spirits of idealism taste the bullets of materialism!
Chapter 114 Let the evil spirits of idealism taste the bullets of materialism!
No matter how many Sadako clones are created, their psychic power, killing patterns, and even abnormal characteristics are exactly the same as the original.
In some ways, this is practically a supernatural army that can produce an infinite number of soldiers.
If some psychologically twisted villain got his hands on this, he could cripple half the world within days.
But Pei Qi discovered a "back door" that was enough to overturn the table.
After being forcibly intervened by the MC rules, Pei Qi discovered that this anomaly had been forcibly assigned an "absolute source," which was the original dropped tape in Pei Qi's hand.
Everything about Sadako's existence, all her derivative clones, and even the marks of those she cursed, are all inextricably linked to this "source"!
What does this mean?
This means that once Pei Qi puts this tape, which serves as the "absolute source," into the high-intensity suppression range of the [SRA Reality Stabilization Anchor], or stuffs it into some kind of space that can isolate dimensions, it will be a game-changer.
So, no matter how many clones of Sadako spread out into the outside world, no matter how horrific the killings those clones are carrying out,
As long as the source is suppressed and its state is "refreshed", all derivative anomalies caused by her will be instantly judged as "water without roots" or "loss of block loading".
What follows is a complete wipeout!
Just like formatting a computer, delete with one click and it will disappear from the entire internet!
It won't leave even a trace of its existence.
"It's a great product. It's almost the most perfect targeted antivirus software for meme viruses. It has no drawbacks except for its relatively narrow range of applications."
Pei Qi twirled the cassette tape between his fingers, then contentedly slipped it into one of the exquisite backpacks in his inventory.
After all, in this space where even time doesn't flow, even if Sadako had extraordinary abilities, she couldn't make a ripple.
As for your question about how Pei Qi is so certain about this "absolute source" mechanism?
Guessing? Making things up? Of course not.
As an outstanding young person who is well-versed in dialectical materialism and deeply influenced by nine years of compulsory education.
Pei Qi deeply understood a principle: "Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth."
Faced with this kind of idealistic product that is full of mysticism, theoretical analysis alone is not enough; we must let it taste the iron fist of materialism.
In order to arrive at this rigorous scientific conclusion, in those short few tens of minutes, Pei Qi smoothly repeated the standard operating procedure of "inserting the tape, pulling out the shotgun, clearing the health bar at close range, and collecting experience orbs" ten times.
Every kill is a change in the control of variables.
Every headshot is a sublimation of truth.
There's no way around it; sacrifices are always part of the path of scientific exploration.
As the saying goes, "If Comrade Sadako suffers any more hardship, I'll bear the blame."
For peace throughout Asia, for the great revival of the research on the supernatural, and for breaking down all feudal superstitions brought about by demons and monsters.
We can only feel sorry for this long-haired Japanese lady and hope she can be squeezed for her remaining value a few more times amidst the hail of bullets from the AA-12.
After all, in the eyes of capitalists—no, in the eyes of players who rely on electricity—as long as they can gain experience, even a female ghost will have to work for them until her soul is scattered.
The dignity of an evil spirit? Here, it's less than a single bullet.
But rest assured, although Pei Qi is a "player" who doesn't follow martial ethics, he is definitely a bioelectrical researcher with high academic ethics.
He disdains doing something as unscrupulous as taking experimental data for free.
In the heavyweight paper that will soon be published in the core top journal of the Supernatural Alliance, Applied Supernatural Physics and Topology, titled "On the Dimensionality Reduction Analysis and Source Blocking Mechanism of High-Dimensional Meme Entities, Taking the Evil Spirit Repeated Iteration Erasure Model of N=10 as an Example."
As the first author and corresponding author, Pei Qi will surely remember to give Miss Sadako a prestigious "second author" designation.
Even in the "Acknowledgements" section at the end of the article, Pei Qi intends to write a heartfelt and detailed tribute to her.
After all, in this restless and impatient academic circle, where can you find such high-quality "research consumables" that are so compatible?
She not only doesn't charge any fees, but also doesn't need to go through the cumbersome review process of the "Ethics Committee for Abnormal Biological Experiments".
It can even tirelessly provide ten consecutive "physical exorcism" data points that are extremely stable, have perfectly controlled variables, and are available whenever needed!
Each of its screams and bursts of experience orbs provides a solid empirical basis for the reproducibility of this study.
Based solely on this "dedication" of being repeatedly shot in the face for the sake of science, if this paper could be published in *Cell*...
Even if Sadako is not considered a top author, she still has to be listed as a co-first author in journals like *Nature* and *Science*!
As the last glimmer of redstone particle effects dissipated in the air, the lights in the containment hall flickered a few times before returning to their soft, diffused illumination.
The zombie remains on the ground, the fragments of the Buddha Mother wood carving, and the pile of completely destroyed surveillance equipment all silently tell the story of the horrific purge that just took place here.
"Sizzle—sizzle—"
A burst of static, severely interfered with, came through the communication channel inside the tactical helmet, before quickly becoming clear.
"Supervisor? Can you still hear me? Communication has been restored."
The voice of the AI Angela came through the channel.
Although the AI wasn't breathing, Pei Qi could still detect a hint of relief in her slightly hurried tone, as if she had finally connected.
"A powerful Hume index collapse just occurred in underground area 0, and all monitoring and quantum networks have been disconnected."
"Your vital signs have been lost for a full 32 minutes. The strike team has been urgently deployed and is outside the door, ready to carry out forced demolition—"
"Let them go back, wash up, and go to bed. I'm fine."
Pei Qi patted the dust off his hands, his tone as relaxed as if he had just finished weeding in the backyard.
"I just did a little physics experiment on a whim, and by the way, I verified my conjecture."
He glanced around the now empty containment hall and added quite casually, "Oh, and by the way, physically destroy all these unsightly anomalies. It'll save them from taking up space here every day, since containment space in our base is very precious, isn't it?"
On the other end of the communication channel, Angela remained silent for a rare five seconds.
As a high-level AI of the Supernatural Alliance, she instantly scanned the entire hall for residual energy by taking over the data from the instruments deployed nearby.
Looking at the ashes scattered all over the ground and a crater two meters in diameter, her vast database couldn't find the right words to describe the Asian manager's "violent rule."
"—Whatever makes you happy, Manager Pei."
Angela eventually gave up on lecturing; since the anomaly had been cleared up, the process was no longer important.
"However, Your Excellency."
Angela's tone suddenly changed, switching from her usual gentle secretary mode to a serious and impartial AI state.
"During the period when we were out of contact just now, headquarters received a highly encrypted cross-regional intelligence report."
Furthermore, it was personally sent to you by His Excellency Neos, the Supreme Secretary General of the World.
"Oh? It was actually sent to me personally by the Secretary-General?"
Pei Qi raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
A document that can be personally issued by the head of the Supernatural Alliance, bypassing the chain of command, is definitely not a trivial matter.
Apart from the previous appointment and promotion information, Pei Qi had not received any further direct messages from the Secretary-General.
This should be considered the first task personally assigned to me by Secretary General Neos, right?
I just don't know what level of crisis mission it is that requires the Secretary-General to personally assign it to me, since this is not a new thing.
"I do not have permission to decrypt and view the specific content."
"The file has been transferred to your personal tactical terminal and can only be viewed by you after double-checking it."
"Send it over."
Pei Qi raised the holographic projection device on his wrist, and with a "beep," the device was unlocked.
What met my eyes was not dense text, but several extremely bloody and chaotic photos of the scene, as well as several top-secret videos taken with trembling lenses.
The photo shows a modern city that has been locked down.
But what roamed the streets were not humans, but tireless, festering black light virus infected beings.
In the video, a hooded man with his right arm transformed into a giant black blade is seen running vertically along the glass facade of skyscrapers at supersonic speed.
Wherever he went, whether it was an armed helicopter or a mutated monster, he sliced them into pieces like he was cutting tofu.
Pei Qi's gaze quickly swept over the few bolded keywords on the file, his pupils contracted slightly, and then a kind smile appeared on his lips.
Raccoon City — Umbrella Corporation —
"Manhattan Quarantine Zone — Blacklight Virus —"
Pei Qi turned off the terminal and gently stroked his chin, seemingly deep in thought.
"Resident Evil with Prototype? Blacklight virus leak?"
"Heh heh—what a world, full of disasters and hardships, yet also incredibly exciting!"