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Chapter 16 Mothership

Seeing that Chu Cheng was silent, Chen Meiyue couldn't help but smile: "Ha, don't worry about it. We have very mature memory erasure technology. We can accurately erase relevant parts of memories based on keywords. Under normal circumstances, we will not delete other necessary items by mistake.

Memory."

Chu Cheng noticed the qualification of "general circumstances" and instinctively sensed something was wrong.

"What about unusual situations?"

"Well... there are no absolutes in this world. No matter how mature the technology is, things will inevitably go wrong." Chen Meiyue tried her best to recall, "I remember seeing an unexpected situation.

It seems that boys who have undergone memory erasure have forgotten that they are boys and have gender cognitive impairment..."

Chu Cheng: "..."

"It's not a big problem if it's harmful." Chen Meiyue comforted him, "First of all, the chance of this is very small, and most surgeries are very successful.

And I think there’s nothing wrong with being a girl. Boys who can dress up these days are cuter than girls..."

God is not a big problem. Chu Cheng had a dark face.

Fortunately, he had already decided to join the gang, so the risk of dressing up as a woman had to be left to other people who were destined to do so.

"So," Chu Cheng looked at the people on the bus, "Are you all special?"

"Yes." Chen Meiyue nodded.

"Then you...all have superpowers?"

"Ha, how can it be so easy?" Chen Meiyue said, "The spirit of the special person will not be affected, and it will not infect other people in any way.

But relatively speaking, the average infection coefficient of special people is far lower than that of ordinary infected people. Special people who can reach an infection coefficient of more than 90% are very rare.

My coefficient is about 52%, Xiao Tang’s is 30%. Junping’s is..."

When she said she was stuck, she looked a little embarrassed at the driver who was looking at the car.

"27%." The driver replied concisely.

"Ah, yes, 27%, I remembered it."

This made Chu Cheng realize that he was not the only one who thought this driver was a transparent person.

"The highest among us is Agent Luo, he is 87%."

When Chen Meiyue introduced him, Chu Cheng peeked at the bald man in the row in front of him. Luo Yajun was still humming a little tune, as if he hadn't heard it.

He seemed to be humming the melody of the same song repeatedly all the way. Chu Cheng had never heard of this melody, but he thought it sounded like an old song.

"This coefficient will reflect the degree to which we are affected. The deeper the degree, the more obvious the special features will be. So generally speaking, the higher the coefficient, the more prominent the strength will be.

Of course, this only refers to hardware quality. Actual combat ability is all-round. Fighting techniques, combat skills, use of weapons, combat consciousness and brains will all determine the outcome.

So as long as they are trained well, even a special person with a low infection coefficient can defeat an infected person with a higher coefficient than himself."

Chu Cheng nodded and said that I understand this. Isn't it just jumping over the level to fight monsters? It's an old routine in novels.

He simplified the skipping routines in ancient novels, and it felt like it was almost equivalent to a first-grade elementary school student challenging a second-grade elementary school student.

There is a decisive and insurmountable gap between the second grade and the first grade, that is, the second grade has mastered multiplication and division, while the first grade can only crack their fingers. However, although the protagonist is only in the first grade, he is an excellent student in the first grade, and his mental arithmetic ability is far superior to that of his peers.

The level can instantly use numbers within fifteen to fight the enemy.

In addition, the protagonist usually has a super plug-in calculator when he really can't do it. It's just too shocking and won't be used easily unless forced. Once he shows it off, he will definitely show off in front of the whole school's primary school students...

The car stopped quickly. In front of it was an inconspicuous two-story building, covered by a lush jungle. Chu Cheng followed a few people out of the car and walked into the gate.

"You look a little disappointed?" Chen Meiyue looked at Chu Cheng with interest, "Do you think our office building should be more stylish?"

Chu Cheng didn't say anything, but he did think so in his heart.

What I just said made their organization so awesome. It sounds like the ultimate line of defense to defend peace, but this two-story building looks worse than a village committee.

Chen Meiyue smiled and did not explain.

A group of people walked into the building. There was a duty room next to the door. The man on duty sat in it with his legs crossed, blowing on the fan and reading the newspaper. When he noticed a few people coming in, he lazily raised his eyelids, and then quickly resumed his immersed reading.

His newspaper is gone.

After passing through the long corridor, there was an elevator at the end. Chu Cheng followed the three people into the elevator and found that there were only two buttons 1 and 2.

But Chen Meiyue seemed to have pressed a hidden mechanism, and soon the seemingly old metal plate separated automatically, revealing an exquisite nine-square password dial. With her fingers flying, she entered a string of passwords, and then nothing

The elevator started to operate on its own after counting the floors.

Chu Cheng felt that the elevator was going down and heading underground.

Chu Cheng felt as if he had guessed it. This is also a common routine in movies and TV dramas. Awesome organizations often like to use inconspicuous buildings to cover up their real headquarters, such as the tailor shop in the movie "Kingsman". And their real headquarters

Bases are often hidden deep underground.

Just when he thought he had seen through the truth, he felt the elevator stop moving downward.

Then it actually started moving forward.

When Chu Cheng sensed the direction of movement of the elevator, he was suddenly confused.

Wait, is this really an elevator? Can it move forward underground?

When the elevator door opened along the slide rail, Chu Cheng suddenly felt a sudden change in his painting style.

What appeared in front of him was a metal corridor. The alloy walls reflected a pale metallic luster, and LED-like light strips spread along the corridor.

The more I watch it, the more I can’t help but think of the kind of sci-fi base buried deep underground in science fiction movies.

The automatic door slid open in front of several people, and a room with a more sci-fi feel came into view. A futuristic technology-like floating screen floated in mid-air, and men and women in uniforms walked back and forth in the busy space.

The style of painting immediately clicked.

"Is this your underground base?" Chu Cheng asked sideways.

Chen Meiyue smiled mysteriously: "That's not entirely true."

"..."

A few minutes later.

Ripples appeared on the calm lake surface, and the birds on the shore spread their wings and flew away.

The lake surface suddenly rose up like a mountain peak, and tens of thousands of tons of water crashed back to the surface, like a huge black whale breaking out of the water.

It was a giant beast made of steel and iron, shaped like an aircraft carrier.

But in a general sense, just as there is no car in the cherries and there is no wife in the cake, the aircraft carrier cannot fly. But this one is an exception.

The fan blades of the six turbine engines turned into afterimages at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and tons of water were evaporated into steam. The invisible propelling flames lifted up the big thing that covered the sky like an invisible hand.

, like a steely dark cloud.

Chu Cheng stood in a certain room of this huge ship, watching tons of water falling against the portholes, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"How's it going?" Chen Meiyue looked a little proud, "This is our mobile fortress, one of only five air carriers in the world."

Chu Cheng: "..."

No, your mothership is a brother of the ship used in S.H.I.E.L.D. on Marvel Studios, right?

To be honest, this kind of mothership with several electric fans blowing into the sky caused some bad associations in Chu Cheng. Because Maria Hill, the deputy director of SHIELD, complained about it in the original work, I can't wait for this thing for a week

It fell down three times.

Well, strictly speaking, it doesn’t seem to be their fault, because according to incomplete statistics from various movies and TV fantasy works, the only fate of flying things like bricks in the sky seems to be to crash, which is almost the same as flying across the universe.

Like an inescapable curse.

Perhaps because he had seen similar scenes too many times, Chu Cheng had a very distasteful impression of such fancy things flying in the sky. At this time, in his eyes, the big sci-fi-style ship under his feet had turned into a flying tomb.

It wouldn’t be surprising if it falls someday…

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