"Fuck you... I probably finally understand why this mosquito can get so fucking big..." Ke Lan couldn't help but burst out a series of extremely dirty words from his mouth.

These eyeballs were originally spinning around, but once Ke Lan cast his gaze on them, they all stared at him invariably... Even though Ke Lan has a naturally big heart,

At this time, I couldn't help but feel my scalp tingling.

"I discovered the 'meme' in the mutant six-winged gray mosquito and am preparing to dissect it," Ke Lan said.

At the frontline headquarters far away on the other end of the communication line, Schroeder and Lin Qiming heard the news, looked at each other, and subconsciously held their breath.

Ke Lan pulled out the high-frequency particle vibration dagger from the head of the six-winged gray mosquito. In order not to cause unnecessary damage, he also turned off the vibration function of the dagger - the high-frequency particle vibration dagger actually uses

Heating the blade cast from a special alloy causes the molecules of the alloy to move at high speed, thereby forming a "cutting force" at the molecular level...

Rather than "cutting off" the object, it would be more appropriate to say "fuse".

It is precisely for this reason that in order to enhance the life of the blade and make it more durable, the high-frequency particle vibration dagger without turning on the "vibration state" is not considered sharp. At best, it is equivalent to a knife without turning on it.

It's just a dull metal knife with a sharp edge.

But at this time, the six-winged gray mosquito's carapace had been ablated by flames and was extremely fragile. Ke Lan could easily break it off piece by piece with his power armor gauntlet. All he needed was a "crowbar".

Sharp or not, it doesn't really matter.

"I am expanding the carapace wound to expose more 'infected' tissues." Ke Lan reported to the command center in real time through voice while doing it.

He found a cracked gap in the carapace, inserted the vibrating dagger into it, and then gently pried it open. A whole piece of palm-sized carapace was completely lifted open, revealing the lower part wrapped in mucus.

of soft tissue.

"I don't know how to describe what I saw... You can imagine the same picture... countless round sarcomas the size of grapes are squeezed together, filled with viscous fluid between each other, and covered with a layer of

Translucent flesh-colored fascia... The skin of some ripe grapes cracked, revealing the eyeball-shaped object inside, while more unripe grapes squirmed slightly under the fascia, just like

Like fish eggs that have reached the end of their incubation period..."

Ke Lan swallowed with some difficulty - these eyeballs wrapped in mucus were the same as those exposed before, staring straight at him, sizing him up...

"You...should be able to understand the scene I described, right?"

"Yes." Schroeder's voice came from the earphones, "You and Akira Asano show no signs of being infected by the 'meme', right?"

"I can only say that no abnormalities have been found yet." Ke Lan replied.

He couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Fortunately, he interrupted the real-time video transmission with the headquarters in time when the mosquitoes appeared. Otherwise, the entire headquarters would have been taken down by now.

He stretched out his hand and carefully picked up a "fully mature" eyeball. A sharp surgical blade popped out from the fingertips of his hand, cutting off the tissue at the base of the eyeball and separating it from the body of the six-winged gray mosquito.

Come down.

Ke Lan placed his eyeball in the palm of his hand and observed it carefully - after being separated from the body of the six-winged gray mosquito, this eyeball seemed to be "dead". The pupil gradually expanded, and the focus of his eyes also followed.

No matter which angle Ke Lan looked at, the creepy "sense of looking at each other" never appeared again.

He turned his eyeball over, and behind it were several severed tendons, blood vessels and nerves. Under strong light, through the retina covered with capillaries and nerves, he could even see the transparent vitreous body and nerves inside.

The aqueous humor filling the gaps everywhere - this is almost exactly the same as the structure of the eyeballs of most mammals...especially humans.

Ke Lan's fingertips exerted a little force, and the quail egg-sized eyeball was instantly crushed and turned into a pool of blood, which stuck to his gauntlet and kept dripping down.

These eyeballs are very fragile and can be said to be vulnerable to attack. They also do not have any attack capabilities other than "infection".

If one of these eyeballs is soaked alone in a glass jar filled with formalin solution, people who see it will only think that it is an organ specimen removed from a person, rather than a dangerous thing.

"Meme Carrier".

"After I separated the 'meme' from the host vector, I accidentally discovered that the 'meme' seemed to have lost its infectivity, but I was unable to make an accurate judgment." Ke Lan told the people at the command center.

"Why do you think memes lose their contagion after being separated from their host?" Schroeder asked immediately.

"Because the moment the eyeball was removed, it was 'dead'... When I looked at those 'living' eyeballs, I felt like I was being stared at. Even though I was not infected, I felt like I was being stared at.

It also feels hairy, but the 'dead' eyeballs don't give me this feeling."

"We need a frontal high-definition picture of a 'dead' eyeball, and remember to use an encrypted channel to transmit it," Schroeder said.

Ke Lan knew that Schroeder asked him for this picture to verify his guess - as for the method of verification, naturally it was to find a living person as a test subject and let him look directly at the unprocessed picture.

This verification method is cruel and even inhumane, but it is also the most efficient and accurate.

After the "memetic infection" incident broke out, many people have died, and these dead people, whether they are professors of the institute, crisis management departments, security bureaus and military leaders, their lives are very valuable -

-Although Ke Lan believes that all people are created equal, he has to admit that there are indeed huge differences in "value" between people.

The value of a miner who has not even completed compulsory education is, at most, dozens or hundreds of tons of unrefined crude ore. If he wants to make the most of it, he can at best be regarded as an "experimental subject" in a sick village.

". However, the new mining equipment invented by a researcher in the Equipment Department can increase the "output" of each of these miners several times or even more than ten times. The "value" between the two is higher.

It's so low, it's so obvious.

If the life of an ordinary person could be exchanged for the life of a researcher, no matter whether it was the Crisis Management Department or the Undead Crew Association, they would do it without hesitation... not to mention the current moment when time is of the essence.

Five minutes later, Schroeder's voice sounded in the communication channel again: "It has been tested and your guess is correct. The 'dead' eyeball is not contagious. In other words...it carries

The 'meme' has dissipated."

"But the question now is..." Schroeder continued, "How can we be sure that 'it' is dead... During the early blockade, there were also cases where soldiers were injured by a small piece of mutilated corpse.

There are examples of 'eyeballs' being infected, and even during the process of burning corpses, some people were infected by the 'eyeballs' that had mostly turned into coke... This definition standard is difficult to determine."

"The preliminary judgment is that the 'eyeball' needs to be completely separated from the host, that is, the root tendons, blood vessels, and nerves are all cut off." Ke Lan replied, "In addition, the 'dead' eyeball will have pupils just like when humans die.

The characteristics of diffusion and absence of consciousness should be used as the criterion."

"But this standard has no practical significance..." Schroeder said with a wry smile, "We can't judge it with the naked eye, and AI can't recognize it either..."

At this point, Schroeder suddenly paused. Then, he and Ke Lan said in unison: "If it is a 'dead' eyeball, maybe AI can recognize it!"

"I will immediately start arranging relevant experiments. You continue to move forward. Time is running out... Since the six-winged gray mosquito has escaped, it means that the underground icehouse of the institute may have lost power. The longer it takes, the more time it takes to thaw.

The more specimens will be restored to freedom in the future..."

"I know." Ke Lan nodded and stood up.

But before he had gone a few steps, he seemed to have remembered something, turned back to the body of the six-winged gray mosquito, and took off an eyeball again.

"Asano, come here and take off the gauntlet on your right hand." Ke Lan said to Asano Akira.

The latter did it without much thought, while Ke Lan placed the cold, sticky eyeball in his palm.

"Feel it, can you guess what this is?"

"...Like an eyeball." Asano Akira hesitated for two seconds before replying.

"Are you sure you came to the conclusion based on your own 'feelings' rather than guessing it?" Ke Lan asked further.

"Sure."

Hearing Asano Akira's answer, Ke Lan suddenly fell into deep thought.

Akira Asano's eyes are invisible, and because of this, he is completely immune to memes that rely on "vision" to spread. And unlike himself, he has never witnessed "memes" with his own eyes, and naturally they do not exist.

"Preconceived" concepts will not be affected by one's own subjective will, and Ke Lan did not tell Asano Akira what he put in his hand through other information...

Under the combination of these conditions, it is basically certain that the information collected by his touch is indeed a cold, slimy eyeball.

These eyeballs are real, not a "deception" caused by memes, or something else.

The speculation that "the eyeball does not exist in the real world, but only exists in cognition" raised in the previous discussion between Ke Lan and Lin Qiming can be ruled out.

Unless, this meme can also interfere with and affect human touch or consciousness - but if it really has this ability, then Asano Akira should have been infected by now.

This is good news, at least it means that these "memes" have physical entities. Since they have physical entities, they can naturally be eliminated through "physical means."

I'm afraid that "memes" only exist in "cognition" - in this way, as long as any of the people affected by this incident have not completely erased the memory related to "memes" in their brains

If he deletes it, then this meme will lurk in his memory, and then produce more terrifying mutations and more deadly secondary outbreaks.

When that time comes, it is estimated that the undead crew will be helpless - humans can only play "gg".

However, judging from the information currently available, this "meme" has not yet metamorphosed to that extent... But if it evolves a few more times, everything will be hard to say.

Lin Qiming is right, there is indeed not much time left for them... Compared with the evolutionary mutation of "memes", those monster specimens that ran out of the underground icehouse can only be regarded as insignificant little troubles...

Ke Lan took out two pieces of clay explosives, stretched them and rubbed them together, inserted the detonator, and then stuffed them under the carapace of the Six-Wing Gray Mosquito. After retreating a dozen steps, he directly pressed the detonation button.

The structure of the eyeball itself is very fragile, and an explosive of this magnitude is enough to wipe it out along with the "memes" they carry.

"Let's go, Asano, we have to hurry up."

[p.s. Conventional disclaimer, all the scientific knowledge and theories involving "biological mutation" and "high-frequency vibration weapons" in this chapter are fictional and belong to the needs of the plot. Please do not match them. If there are similarities, it is because I referred to them when writing.

Some documents found on the Internet. (Of course, the authenticity of these documents is also questionable, and it cannot be ruled out that they contain elements such as street stall literature, folk science, and two-dimensional elements.) Please be gentle with your comments.]

[p.p.s. Thanks to Soap Youda for the 5,000 starting coins; thanks to gable11 for the 100 starting coins. Today is the second day of the double monthly pass. Yesterday you gave me a surprise. The 400 monthly pass was directly raised to 700 for me.

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