"Again, this is a great experiment." Arif's eyes reflected greedy light, "I just mentioned that the obsidian fragments have infinite stable energy. If it is implanted into the human body in some way, it will how is it?"
"It will explode!" The child who asked just now answered loudly again, and the audience screamed in surprise.
"Haha, it's very interesting, but if you talk nonsense again, be careful of free obsidian climbing into your bed tonight!" Arif stared at the child in front of the screen and warned him with a fierce look.
The little boy was estimated to be about ten years old, with short hair, a round face, and large earlobes. He was wearing a hat with the letter S printed on it. Because he was not tall enough, he was standing on the seat and stretching his neck forward. Being outnumbered by Arif, his state became depressed, his eyelids drooped, and his long eyelashes were clearly visible. His mouth trembled slightly, as if he was saying something.
"Why don't you believe it? In The Adventures of Little A, the same story was told, and it would really explode."
Bobo interprets what the little boy said through the mouth shape on the screen and tells Monk.
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"Why has he also received a message from a mysterious radio station? It's still a different content! We must ask immediately!" Munch couldn't wait for a moment. He stood up, bent over, and moved towards the little boy, as if he had forgotten today. The purpose of coming to the lecture hall.
"If we find a way for obsidian fragments to be compatible with the human body, humans in the upper realm will say goodbye to hunger forever, energy injections will become a thing of the past, and food crises will no longer exist. Think about what kind of perfect world that is!"
Arif took off the white coat he was wearing, revealing the exquisite suit underneath. When the lights dimmed, he nodded to the staff on both sides.
In the center of the hall, the virtual image appeared again.
A blue heart beats rhythmically in mid-air, with liquid obsidian fragments surrounding the heart from the outside. As the purple energy liquid flows, the heart gradually turns into a running person, splitting from one into two, three, four... and soon covers the entire hall space.
All the virtual humans shouted in unison: "Super-species evolution plan! Super-species evolution plan! Super-species evolution plan!" A special sound band was conveyed.
Bobo said in Munch's ear: "Be careful! The voice of the avatar seems to have a hypnotic effect! There is something wrong with this person named Arif!"
Bobo quickly entered Munch's arm implant, controlled the sound system, and released a sound field of the opposite frequency band outwards, forming a small area of protection around Munch.
"The hypnosis of this kind of sound can confuse the audience's judgment, which is probably related to his next session."
"Of course! Great plans require effort! No results are taken for granted! The progress of mankind in the upper realm is always stained with the blood of the brave! The corpses of the victims are piled up! Are you willing to be the brave! Are you willing to be the victims?"
The hypnosis gradually took effect, and the eyes of the people in the hall gradually lost their luster and became dull. Arif's inflammatory words were like a catalyst. The audience all stood up from their seats, moved toward the podium, clenched their fists, waved them neatly, and shouted: "Yes! Yes!"
At this time, there were only seven or eight people between Munch and the little boy. For some reason, the closer he got to the little boy's area, the more Munch could feel an obvious force stopping him from moving forward. But it didn't last long. As the sound wave of the surrounding people increased, the resistance gradually disappeared.
The standing audience overwhelmed the little boy. Munch struggled to push forward, but because he couldn't dodge, he was hit in the face by a swinging fist.
He turned his head and saw an old man with white hair. He was leaning on a cane in his left hand and waving his fist in his right hand. He kept shouting slogans in his mouth. Because he used too much force, his dentures popped out of his mouth and were hanging on the The corners of the mouth are about to slip.
Munch reached out to catch it and hung it on the old man's crutch.
In a crowd of distracted spectators, Munch's moving figure stood out. Arif took out a pair of glasses from his suit pocket and put them on, watching his actions closely.
"It's interesting, he was not hypnotized?" Arif gently held the frame.
When Munch squeezed into the little boy's area, there was no one in the seat. The hat with the letter S printed on it rolled down next to the seat, with the shoe prints of several adults on it. Munch bent down to pick it up, dusted it, then stood on the seat, stood on tiptoes and looked around, but did not find the little boy.
Arif on the stage saw that the atmosphere was in place, so he made his last request: "The brave and the sacrifices cannot just shout slogans, they need to put them into practical actions! The super-species evolution plan requires a large number of human experiment volunteers! Be present! Everyone! I hope you will donate your body and cooperate with us to complete this great plan! Of course, all consequences will be borne by the participants and have nothing to do with the Adam Laboratory."
"Considering that there are people on site who have not had body implants, this registration uses on-site face recognition. Please follow the virtual person in the air to the designated area to complete the entry of registration information. As the experiment progresses, we will Staff will contact you."
"Finally, after registration is completed, please take good care of your body, because it not only belongs to you, but also to Adam Lab, and to the entire human race in the upper domain! Thank you again, brave men!"
The hypnotized audience was excited and lined up. Under the leadership of the virtual person, they quickly dispersed throughout the hall.
Munch put his hat gently on his head and leaned against the little boy, thinking. He understood the intention of the mysterious buyer in arranging this speech: to find suitable obsidian fragments and use them as a basis to create a constant energy reactor. Even the salvage location had been pointed out, the Demiga Sea Area.
But just now Arif mentioned the fairy tale of "The Crack Kingdom", which made Monk have to become interested in this person. As a person selected by the mysterious radio station, there must be a special reason. He must try to get close to Arif and get the content of the fairy tale. , let Bobo unlock the secret behind it.
As for the little boy, although he is also very important, there is no trace of him now. Does he really know the story of the mysterious radio station? Or do you want to perform with Arif? Monk was unable to judge.
To be on the safe side, he decided to take it step by step, sign up first, create opportunities to get close to Arif, and then make plans.
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Soon Munch came to the registration desk. There was only a face scanner and a palm-shaped collection device on the table.
Munch put his hand on the collector, stretched out a slightly invisible silver needle from the tips of his five fingers, and gently touched Munch's skin. After a few seconds, he was done. Collection of blood samples. After Munch scanned his face and submitted authorization confirmation, the registration was completed immediately.
Arif stood on the core podium, shook hands with those who had completed the registration and thanked them. At the same time, he eliminated their hypnotic state by implanting a sound wave generator in his suit, and gave each person a small bag of native grain. He said kindly: "Cherish Well, I won’t have a chance to eat it in the future.”
As Monk stood in front of Arif, both men looked at each other meaningfully. Arif's glasses display various physiological indicators analyzed through Munch's blood. The data in the radiation indicator column exceeded that of normal people by hundreds of thousands of times. Arif frowned in surprise.
"What's the matter, Doctor? Is there any problem?" Munch's outstretched hand kept hanging in the air.
"It's okay, I was just infected by the dedication of the audience. Really, the upper realm cannot live without you brave men. This is your native food." Arif stretched out his hand.
"Really? Whether he is a brave man or an uninformed sleepwalker, perhaps only you, the doctor, know best." Monk smiled strangely, pushed away Arif's hand holding the bag, and pressed hard on his other hand, leaving A red mark on a finger.
Looking at Munch's leaving figure, Arif showed a greedy expression.
The passage leading to the exit was full of spectators who were gradually regaining consciousness. They just moved forward mechanically with the flow of people. As long as you have the gift in your hand, no one cares what just happened.
All around the passage are posters promoting the "Super Species Evolution Plan", with rich colors and exaggerated images. Munch was attracted by one of the posters. The main subject was a silhouette of the city of Totzcana. A pair of palms composed of countless obsidian fragments were held at the bottom of the silhouette. The words "Let Tozcana bid farewell to hunger" were inlaid in the palm prints. .
Under the light, a small obsidian fragment on the poster moved slowly. Munch thought he was dazzled, but when he took a closer look, he saw a small figure running towards the exit under the cover of the poster.
It's that little boy!
"Wait!" Munch shouted loudly, and after squeezing through the crowd, he chased forward desperately.
After running wildly, Munch finally caught up with the little boy in the temporary waiting area outside the city lecture hall, reached out and grabbed his collar. An electric tingling sensation spread from Munch's fingertips to his whole body. Munch was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand and looked cautiously at the child in front of him who was less than half his height.
The little boy stood aside, with a trace of fear in his eyes. Because of the hat, his hair was pressed tightly against his scalp.
"You, why are you running? Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Munch gasped, took off his hat from his head, and shook it in front of him, "Your hat just fell under the seat. ”
The little boy took the hat and put it on his head backwards.
"What's your name?" Munch knelt down and asked softly. After the electric shock just now, I deliberately kept a distance from him.
The little boy didn't speak, just shook his head.
"Why do you say the experiment will explode?"
Still didn't speak, just shook his head.
"Have you heard of "The Adventures of Little A" in the Crack Kingdom? Also, were you responsible for the electric shock and resistance just now?"
The little boy didn't shake his head anymore, but just smiled at Munch.
In the temporary waiting area outside the lecture hall, a water-drop truck was preparing to park. The little boy stared at the car and gently shook his head. The water-drop truck, which had slowed down, crossed the parking area and accelerated towards the front. After flying in the air for a while, it hit the image wall of the city's lecture hall, causing people around to exclaim.
When Munch looked back again, the little boy had disappeared.
"Maybe it's the magnetic field. That little boy can manipulate the magnetic field." Bobo analyzed. "When you get close, a repulsive magnetic field is generated, pushing you outward; when the water-drop car is about to park, an interference magnetic field is generated, which adjusts the control axis of the water-drop car to an acceleration state. Fortunately, he is young and his ability to influence is relatively weak."
"So, he may be parasitic with free obsidian? Is the legend Arif just told true?" Munch still didn't dare to believe Bobo's guess.
"Don't forget, your shadow is also out of control!"
Munch suddenly seemed to understand something. He touched his beating heart on his chest and looked at the water-drop car embedded in the wall in trance.
The clouds dispersed, and the slanting sunlight stung Monk's eyes. Behind him, the huge shadow cast by the parasitic tower was like a cage, swallowing the world.
