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Chapter 197:Brief Report

Zhang Peng thought for a long time, so scared that he did not dare to move.

Are there a lot of people who have been tampered with?

Are these people lurking among them, waiting for a sudden trouble?

"No, not!I have to get out immediately... I have to go out!”

Zhang Peng was frightened by his own thoughts and trembled, even his legs and feet were unfavorable, and he immediately got up and hurried out of the door.

Fortunately, because of the identity of the "big scientist", his personal freedom is not particularly restricted.Just informed the head of the rehabilitation center, he walked out of the door, but there is a monitoring robot has been following, it does not matter.

...

"I'm looking for the captain."Zhang Peng said to the soldiers guarding the door of the captain's room.

It was too easy to find Yi Feng, and he must have approved the plan in the meeting or in the captain's room, anyway, it was nothing more than these two situations.

“The chief is holding a major meeting, so please wait a little.”The soldier said coldly.

Zhang Peng scratched his head, did not dare to break in, can only stand in the doorway and wait.

He even has some sense of sound.The soldier at this door, looks a little strange... will it also be tampered with by the damn metal ball?

He was just cold and sweating, trembling, every minute and every second like the pain in the oil pan.

A big secret, only he knows, it is the pressure of Tarzan.

Suddenly a voice sounded in his mind: “What do you want to do here?”

As soon as I heard the "black" appeared, Zhang Peng immediately scolded in his heart: "You still ask me?"How dare you change my memory?”

He cursed a lot, and Zhang Peng finally de-gassed a lot.

At the same time, he also deeply praised his own wisdom in his heart.Because of his Zhang Peng, it is likely to resolve the disaster that mankind has not discovered in time, which is very witty, and it is simply a hero among the new human beings.

“Massive memory tampering?”

"Black" said some unkindly: "You just reacted, you seem to be smarter, is it because of my influence?" 」

“Puplicate, really...” Zhang Peng was simply stunned and his heart pounded.

"If that metal ball is really a weapon of memory, your civilization has survived until now."How long has it been since then?More than a year!”

He nodded, as if that were the case.Time has been more than a year, the operation of the whole civilization is not too much abnormal, is it your own delusion?Is it only the one who has been tampered with?

Then he heard Black and said, “There are indeed memory weapons of the kind you imagine, and there are some races in the universe who reproduce this way.”

"But that metal ball is just my personal brain, with my personal memory, can't cover other people in bulk...

“Trust me, you ghost!”

In any case, Zhang Peng is only half-believer, this "black" is simply cunning, and nothing it says is not worth believing.

He informed the captain that he had not lost anything.

“Are you afraid of being studied?”Big scientist?! "black" said falsely, this is the new ability it learned from Zhang Peng to say the opposite, and sometimes the opposite is more relieved than swearing.They both had torn their faces apart, and they just wanted to keep messing around.

He laughed, and he knew that “black” was ironic to him.

He gritted his teeth and felt that the surrounding area was full of alien terror, more than the horrors of being sliced.And he felt that the probability of the government helping him was much greater than the probability of killing him directly!

He must tell this secret to Yi Feng, surely!

But "black" does not think so, in this case, it is very reluctant to see Yi Feng, really very reluctant.

Although it is only a memory and is not afraid of death, it is always good not to die.It knows very little about the way human society works and the way it thinks, and it does not know what to do when the upper classes of mankind hear about it.

“With your current technology, there is no way to destroy me unless... with you.”

“You are nonsense!”Zhang Peng has now gone out, stubborn, not at all.

“Let them fuck you!”

In the soldier's slightly surprised eyes, the two "personalities" began to seize control of the body.

Zhang Peng's whole body muscles were straightened, and the two legs suddenly opened, suddenly to the left, all at once to the right, twisting and twisting, and the behavior was very strange.

“Puplicate, what do you want?”He cursed in his heart, and at the same time, he was more convinced of his own.

Fortunately, he himself occupies the vast majority of the control of the body, in the process of this saw, he reluctantly controlled the body.

Wandering in front of strangers, he felt very embarrassed, barely squeezed out a queer smile: "brother... a little urinary, sorry!"Where is the bathroom?”

One of the soldiers nodded slightly to understand, and he pointed his finger in the direction of the bathroom.

Zhang Peng immediately ran over, and at the same time scolded in his heart: "This is Laozi's body, you make me thick... ah!"

...

After three hours in the toilet, the eager Yu Yifeng finally came out, Zhang Peng rushed his whole body of strength and rushed to the past...

The Captain's Room...

"The memory of the whole people tampered with?" Yu Yifeng sat in the office with a blue face.

Zhang Peng panicked across the desk, incoherently, and said with a stroke.

Although his logic was confusing and the words were up and down, Yu Yifeng still understood what he wanted to express.

That damn metal ball can falsify human memory?

Yu Yifeng's fists were tightly held, and the back was completely wet by cold sweat.He didn't know if this Zhang Peng was talking nonsense, and if it was true, it would be too bad!

At the thought of the original memories of some of the acquaintances around him have been erased and changed to alien thinking, he has some scalp bruises, and this kind of weapon is beyond the original imagination.

Does that mean no one around you can believe it?

Yu Yifeng did not panic like Zhang Peng, but bowed his head to meditate.He felt that this was unlikely.

During this time, everyone was fine and did not find a large-scale abnormal situation at all... If the memories of some people were tampered with, how could there be any clues?Like Zhang Peng, a person runs wild in the street and shaved his head?

On the other hand...

Whether intuitively or perceptually, he did not have any unusual feelings.The whole civilization is working very normally.

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