The tip of the pen rustled and the car body shook.
On the armored vehicle, Chu An quickly drew a mind map in order to facilitate everyone's understanding, and continued unhurriedly:
"As I said before, humans within the scope of the white fog will be affected by memes and fall into chaos and illusion."
"But in fact, at the beginning, the scope of the white fog was very small, or in other words, the white fog meme was very weak."
"Most of the area is safe, and the affected people, whether they have auditory hallucinations or whatever, are not too strong."
"In fact, it can only be a simple illusion at first."
Everyone nodded slightly, looking at the range Chu An drew to represent the initial white fog, and they could understand this.
The white fog was indeed very small at first, as the Huanjiang Military Region also mentioned.
Memes will increase in intensity as they become more homicidal and frightening, which also means that when they first appear, they are not as scary as they become later.
"What do you mean?"
Asking in a low voice, a senior member of the Awakened People seemed to understand but vaguely guessed what Chu An wanted to say.
Nodding, Chu An continued:
"There were three humans who were exposed to the memetic effect in the early stages of the white mist meme."
"After falling into hallucinations and auditory hallucinations, they fled into the radio station to avoid zombies."
"Of course, they don't know that."
"Due to long-term suffering and auditory hallucinations, one of the men surnamed Chen mistook the auditory hallucinations for reality, or that memes have been attacking him."
"Under hunger, dehydration, and high-intensity pressure, his mentality became increasingly desperate."
"Especially when the meme broadcasts a thought to him through his imagination, he becomes increasingly stressed."
"(There are zombies outside, you can't go out, you can't look outside.)"
"Under this deceptive auditory hallucination, he locked his family to death in the radio station."
"At the same time, Baiwu Meme is constantly making up false news to him, such as that there are rescue teams nearby."
"Let him have a glimmer of hope."
"Rescue information?"
After hearing this, An Jingtian looked confused and asked subconsciously.
"Isn't the purpose of the white mist meme to kill people? Shouldn't it be to "spread" more desperate messages to those who come into contact, forcing them to commit suicide?"
"How come there is still good news?"
Seemingly smiling but not smiling, Chu An shook his head slightly:
"Real despair is not simply giving people despair, but giving hope first, and then extinguishing the so-called hope. That is the most desperate thing."
"After hearing the false rescue news on the radio, the man surnamed Chen held on until the sixth day."
"Actually, his will is relatively firm."
"But then, just when he was full of hope and waited for the so-called rescue, the meme once again conveyed to him the news that the troops were repelled by monsters."
"As a result, he fell into an unsolvable situation again."
"This is the first time hope has been dashed."
After a moment of pause, Chu An sighed, as if what he was about to say was really cruel.
Anyone who listens to this will probably lament why the Baiwu meme is so "perverted".
"Next, after seeing his almost hopeless situation, the man surnamed Chen decided to commit suicide."
"There was no food, no water, even the urine was drunk."
"In his remaining sanity, committing suicide is far better than being eaten by zombies outside or starving to death alive."
"Deliberately forced by memes, he finally chose to shoot his wife first. Then after some struggle and "urging", he shot his child to death."
"A happy death is also a kind of "hope" for him."
"But just when he was in an extreme breakdown, he planned to commit suicide."
"Memes prevented him from dying again, leaving him facing greater despair."
"This is the second time."
The voices were calm, and the few people who didn't know what happened next looked at Chu An with solemn expressions.
“What’s next”
Just thinking about Chu An's words just now, they can understand how desperate that family of three must have been at that time.
"Click"
Taking out the tape and putting it on the table, Chu An showed a smile and spoke slowly:
"The white mist meme actively eliminates auditory hallucinations and illusions."
"It allowed this human being to see with his own eyes that there were no zombies besieging the radio station, and there were no giant monsters killing the rescue team."
"Some are just military soldiers who have already recovered this area."
"He even heard from the soldiers that the other party had knocked on the door before but thought there was no one inside."
"The zombies crashing into the door are fake. Those are the rescue troops."
"The sound of the cannon is real, but it is the sound of destroying the surrounding zombies."
"It's a lie not to let him see the outside world. It's a meme that deliberately deceives him and doesn't let him know what's going on."
"Think about it."
One word at a time.
"If you are an ordinary person, trapped in a room with no food by zombies and mutants."
"When you have been suffering for a long time, and your hopes have been shattered again and again, and when you are finally so desperate that you kill your wife and children with your own hands, you are shocked to find that the world outside the door is normal and extremely safe."
"There are no monsters, no dangers, only humans who can save you."
"In fact, even if you persisted for one more minute and insisted on shooting later, you, your wife and children would have survived, instead of dying in your hands."
"you"
"What will happen?"
Inside the car, there was silence, and everyone seemed to be feeling the same fear.
Their expressions were frozen, and they looked at each other, as if they could see deep despair and fear in each other's eyes.
If it were me, after experiencing all this, I'm afraid I would go crazy no matter what.
"so"
An Jingtian's voice was a little dry and he asked Xiang Chuan:
"So, what happened to that person in the end?"
Shaking his head slightly, Chu An calmly gave the final answer:
"Very simple answer."
"He completely collapsed and went crazy."
"After suffering a lot of mental torture, he chose to commit suicide in the most desperate situation because he could not face the truth."
"And he, in this mood, became the second carrier of memes."
"Reason, emotion, thinking, and belief all collapsed."
"When emotions and thinking are distorted, they finally begin to rot and become deformed. He begins to hate the truth, hate himself, hate everything, and even hate why there are human beings outside the radio station."
"If he didn't know all this, he might not have endured this pain."
"So, the second meme was born. "He" hates all humans who enter the white mist, and "he" wants everyone to die in the same despair as him."
"Like a stress response, his mode of thinking is only about spreading fear and sharing this feeling of despair."
Take a breath of cold air.
Everyone subconsciously looked at the white mist in the distance, feeling their scalps numb.
"No wonder we didn't encounter any concrete monsters from beginning to end. No wonder those people went crazy."
With a wry smile, An Jingtian realized how unsolvable the white fog meme was after listening to all the information.
It has no entity at all and relies entirely on thought transmission and phantom attacks.
If you want to find the truth behind memes, you not only have to resist the erosion of your thoughts for a long time, but you also have to calmly find two facts under the interference of extremely desperate emotions.
It's hard to imagine how this guy Chu An did it.
If it were him, even if he could withstand the phantom attack, he would probably fall into the final despair.
As long as there is a slight wavering in reason, I am afraid that I will fall into madness.
He killed the person he loved most with his own hands, but found that hope was right in front of him.
Who can bear such a blow?
When An Xia escaped, he and Lin An almost went crazy trying to use the radio to find An Xia.
How about staying calm?
"So Colonel Chu."
"This meme, can we really solve it?"
"According to what you said, this meme no longer needs a physical existence. We can't even find it."
Unsolvable memes.
Several people looked hard and asked in a low voice. Although Chu An said there was a way, they couldn't think of an idea.
Lifting the frame of the mirror slightly, Chu An was not surprised by the uneasiness and doubts of the crowd. He just smiled easily: