Chapter 203
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Zhang Jue looked at Yang Wensong, "If I'm not mistaken, the battlefield of your final battle is inside Door 3 of the underground building."
Yang Wensong nodded.
"3125 was defeated once using the concept amplifier invented by Dr. Hughes. We stood on the shoulders of our predecessors and made improvements to the concept amplifier. We thought we could nullify 3125 again, but we failed."
Zhang Jue snorted, "Because 3125 itself is constantly evolving."
"Yes." Yang Wensong said, "3125 has learned how to resist the attack of the concept amplifier. It even used machines as a medium to attack the real world." He shook his head slightly, "After the battle failed, we completely sealed the door, but 3125 had already filled the room. Many people were infected, or had already been infected, but they didn't know it yet."
"Then, Director Huri activated the final emergency plan. The researchers who had worked in the antimeme department for their entire lives consumed the poison that had been prepared beforehand. Some of the severely infected 3125 wanted to resist, but they were all eliminated. It was at that time that I used the technology that would cause mental confusion on myself, and that was how I was able to survive."
Zhang Jue pointed to Yang Wensong's current body.
"Then what's the matter with Gray? Why are they not infected and have persisted until now?"
"They... are a backup plan that I left behind." Yang Wensong said, "From the beginning, I was prepared for the failure of the experiment. Their group of young researchers was carefully selected by me. They have never been in contact with 3125, and most of their personalities are gentle. They are the opposite of the violent ideology that 3125 carries. They can resist 3125's erosion for a long time."
"But unfortunately, even though I have sealed the underground building, with 3125's infiltration into the real world, their personnel are decreasing little by little. From more than a hundred people in the beginning to only twenty in the end."
"So you sent someone to the foundation for help."
"Yes." Yang Wensong sighed. "Before long, this station will be completely corrupted. Once they leave the station and appear in human society, the consequences will be unimaginable. The person I sent out to ask for help was my assistant. Before the final battle, I used a memory-clearing agent to clear his memories. A few days ago, I placed the last bottle of memory-strengthening agent on his desk. After he remembered everything, he decided to ask for help from the outside world. "
At this point, most of the things that happened at site237 were explained, but there were still many details that Zhang Jue did not understand.
"Did you put that walkie-talkie there?" Zhang Jue asked, "You were the one who used Morse code to tell me the password to open the underground building, right?"
"It's me." Yang Wensong said, "In my consciousness state, I only have a physical body. I can't speak, so I can only use that method to remind you."
"Then why didn't you just show yourself and look for me?"
"Because I wasn't sure if you were infected by 3125. In my consciousness, I'm very weak. Even a child can turn me into ashes."
"So before you get a suitable body, to be safe, you can only watch us from afar."
"That's it."
At this point in the conversation, the two of them fell into tacit silence.
Yang Wensong knew that Zhang Jue was trying to connect the dots to see if there were any inexplicable loopholes.
Seeing how serious he was, Yang Wensong was not angry. Instead, he admired him even more.
Since Yang Xue and Zhang Jue entered site237, although he missed his daughter very much, he focused more on Zhang Jue.
Yang Wensong realized that even with his many years of experience, he could not see through this young man.
Most of the time, he looked frivolous and supercilious.
There was always a kind of self-confidence that could be called conceit.
But behind this conceit was the support of his own strength.
Putting aside his perverted martial arts skills.
Even from the perspective of a bystander, Yang Wensong felt that Zhang Jue's decisions were almost perfect.
His logic was rigorous, his thinking was clear, and he avoided 3125's traps many times.
And the most valuable thing was that he never let go of any details.
Even the young Yang Wensong had to admit defeat at this point.
The foundation must have paid a great price to recruit such a talent.
For ten minutes, Zhang Jue did not say a word.
Yang Wensong also waited silently.
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