Chapter three hundred and eighty-ninth false accusation plan
At the beginning of the night, the steel forest of the imperial capital was lit up by countless electric lights.
Under the shining neon lights, the city is still bustling with traffic and people.
Standing in front of the glass window on the 27th floor, Zhang Hui looked out the window at the avenue.
Few people know that the imperial capital has now entered a period of full alert.
Hundreds of thousands of military police patrolled the streets, nightclubs, and night markets.
Countless cameras monitor every intersection and every street in the city.
Several supercomputers have been commissioned.
Data flows through it.
Experts are reviewing these data and formulating plans one by one.
Tens of billions of funds have been allocated.
And all this is for the upcoming fellowship party.
Thinking of this, Zhang Hui sighed.
"General..." His personal secretary walked up behind him and said softly: "The meeting you arranged is ready!"
"Yes!" Zhang Hui nodded, turned around and looked at the other party: "Then let's get started!"
He walked to a conference room ahead and opened the door.
People in the conference room stood up one after another.
There were more than twenty people, men and women.
"General!" People saluted.
Zhang Hui raised his hand in return, then walked to the main seat and sat down.
He pressed his hand and said, "Everyone, sit down!"
People sat down neatly.
"Let's talk about it..." He looked at these people: "The 'False Accusation' plan has been carried out so far, have you made any progress?"
The 'False Accusation' plan is a top-secret plan led by Zhang Hui.
All organizers were personally selected by him.
All participants are selected from closed environments such as black guards, the army, and prisons.
The so-called "lost false accusation" is taken from the "Book of Rites": gentleness and sincerity are what the "Poetry" teaches, and those who are far apart are taught by the "Book". Therefore, the "Poem" is lost to foolishness, and the "Book" is lost to false accusation.
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So, it’s actually the ‘book’ plan.
To be precise, it is a research plan for an online novel.
This plan was launched more than 20 days ago.
Half a month ago, Zhang Hui officially listed it as a top-secret project and named it "False".
Today, the ‘False Accusation’ project has become Black Guard’s largest research project at the moment.
Just the participants? There are tens of thousands of people.
And the organizers are all colonels.
They are all the elites and backbones of the Black Guards, candidates who have gone through layers of reviews and tests.
"General!" A delicate woman stood up and replied: "We have basically obtained a basic understanding of some extraordinary characteristics of the mission target..."
Zhang Hui looked at her.
This is his former adjutant Zheng Qinghe, who came from the royal family of the Western Song Dynasty Kingdom.
In terms of title, she is still a princess!
"Colonel Zheng? Please continue!" Zhang Hui seriously picked up a notebook and started recording.
"Yes!" Zheng Qinghe raised his chest and saluted, and then reported: "Based on the analysis of the comparison..."
"Are we sure? The task object has some kind of automatic screening capability..."
"If I hadn't been specifically reminded..."
"About half of the test subjects will ignore the existence of the task target on the web page..."
"And one-third of the people who noticed it have no intention of clicking on it..."
"And among the remaining people, after reading, less than one-tenth are willing to take the initiative to click to collect..."
"We asked them..."
"I got the following answer..."
"You don't know what the author is writing about? About 20% of them..."
"About 40% of those who expressed doubts about the plot..."
"The rest basically expressed no feeling..."
"But there are a few cases where I often have nightmares after reading..."
"They told us? They dreamed that they were in the world described in the novel..."
"They mentioned words like 'alien' and 'engineer'..."
"This is an investigation by ordinary people..."
"And when the object of investigation turns to extraordinary people and aliens..."
"Eighty percent of people will ignore the book on the website..."
"Among the rest? There are only about a hundred people. Click here to read..."
"These people basically said that the book is quite novel and should be a mortal's imagination work..."
"There are two individual cases reported. They appeared in the world described in the novel while sleeping..."
"The ice-covered North Pole..."
“They told of how they fought with the ‘iron-blooded’ aliens in their dreams!”
"One person even found that after waking up, he was holding an alien weapon captured in his dream..."
Zheng Qinghe took out a box from under the table.
She pressed it lightly and the box opened.
Inside is a metal spear, but it's full of science fiction.
Zheng Qinghe picked it up, and the spear immediately shrank to less than an inch. With a slight wave, it turned into a spear again, extremely sharp!
"According to the assessment, the alien creatures they encountered were invisible and had infrared scanning and locking technology equipment..."
"Their miniaturized missiles are great for close combat!"
"The overall combat effectiveness is approximately equivalent to that of a lieutenant..."
Zhang Hui listened and tapped the table lightly.
Although he already knew that the 'book' written by the person had extraordinary characteristics.
but……
Let people enter another world in their dreams and even bring back trophies...
This was really beyond Zhang Hui's expectation.
It's somewhat similar to the characteristics of the 'nightmare space' listed in the federal empire's top secret files.
No……
The nightmare space is afraid of being known to the outside world.
Therefore, its participants are prohibited from disclosing any information to the outside world, and violators will be 'erased'.
Zhang Hui has seen several cases where relevant information was reported to superiors and then disappeared immediately.
But this person who pulls people into dreams has no such taboos.
This shows that He doesn't care at all about being known.
Thinking of this, Zhang Hui looked at the other person in charge and asked: "Colonel Yang Bo, where are you?"
The bald colonel stood up, saluted and reported: "Report to the general... The subordinates are responsible for the part, and there are also relevant progress and reports... I have written the specific content into a document..."
He handed a data storage card to Zhang Hui's hand.
"Here, please briefly introduce our progress to the general..."
He said: "My subordinates are responsible for the consciously guided research part..."
"With the cooperation of prisons, the military and a large number of state agency staff in various places, my subordinates organized tests for nearly 10,000 people..."
"While actively guiding them to read without setting any conditions..."
"The survey shows that most mortals say, 'Although this author's writing is absurd, it is quite interesting.'"
"It's just that they all chose to give up collecting in the end!"
"In the survey asking why, 70% of people said that they chose this way because of physical and psychological reasons..."
"And they can't describe these reasons accurately..."
"And the remaining 30% showed clear reasons..."
"These reasons can be roughly divided into five categories..."
"Fear and fear are the majority reasons!"
"A few people also said that they heard strange whispers..."
When Zhang Hui heard this, his eyes slowly lit up.
Weird whispers?
Is it similar to a spiritual language?
So, he asked: "Have there been any changes in those readers who heard the whispers?"
Yang Bo shook his head.
"So, harmless spiritual words?" he thought.
Yang Bo continued to report: "In the related investigation of extraordinary people, we found something more interesting..."
"Almost all extraordinary people who participated in reading said that they experienced psychological or physical pleasure during the reading process..."
"About 30 people said that after reading, their cultivation process went more smoothly than usual... and some people said that they had entered some kind of state similar to 'enlightenment'!"
Zhang Hui raised his head: "The written form of spiritual language?"
"And innocuous writing?"
Thinking about this, he asked: "Colonel Yang... So, can any of them collect it?"
Yang Bo shook his head: "Compared to ordinary people, the descriptions of extraordinary beings are more accurate..."
"Most people said that the moment they were thinking about collecting, they got a warning of some kind of crisis coming..."
"A few people have reported a feeling similar to walking on thin ice or falling into an abyss!"
"Where are the comments?" Zhang Hui asked the key question he wanted to ask: "And what about rewards?"
Yang Bo shook his head: "According to my subordinates' research, no one is 'willing' to do these things!"
"Relevant experts said..." he said: "This may be the influence of some large-scale mental magic!"
"Some experts say that the 'author' may be consciously screening readers..."
"Only those who are destined to be allowed..."
Zhang Hui looked at Zheng Qinghe: "Colonel Zheng, what about you?"
Zheng Qinghe replied: "General, there are people on my staff who have successfully left messages..."
Zhang Hui nodded.
He thought deeply.
Judging from the arrogance of that ancient god, it was completely foreseeable that he would do such a thing.
only……
Zhang Hui thought of a key point.
He looked at Zheng Qinghe and Yang Bo and asked: "In other words... the 'author' did not prohibit 'readers', no matter 'what kind', from continuing to read?"
The two nodded.
Zhang Hui laughed: "Then continue..."
"How many characters are there now for 'false accusation'?" he asked.
"More than one hundred thousand!" Zheng Qinghe replied.
"Okay!" Zhang Hui said: "Then wait...continue..."
"Let's see what kind of story the 'author' wants to tell!"
Perhaps you can get more from the story.
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Late at night.
Lingpingan stretched and then made himself a cup of tea.
He raised his head and looked at the time.
It's past ten o'clock.
The street outside was deserted, and the evening wind blew through it, picking up a few dead leaves.
He tightened his clothes and let out a breath: "It seems that I will have to wear cotton shoes from now on!"
Although he hasn't felt cold yet.
But he is used to being prepared for the cold before it comes!
After taking a sip of tea, my body immediately felt warm.
Meow!
Kitten Best looked at Lingpingan eagerly, the little guy's eyes full of longing and pleading.
Lingpingan smiled and shared half of the tea in his hand with it.
Then, one person and one cat began to enjoy the drink.
Lingpingan smoothly refreshed the background.
1432.
He slapped his mouth and sighed: "My grades seem a bit poor..."
It has been more than twenty days since it was uploaded.
After testing the waters last week, there are no recommendations anymore.
Just as bleak as his previous books!
The sweet dream of the sixth white in the Central Plains also woke up.
But he didn't lose heart!
"Gold will always shine!" he encouraged himself.
Meow!
Kitten Best meowed softly, praising his master.
"I can definitely do it!" Lingpingan clenched his fists.
At this time, he glanced at the upper left corner of the background, and there seemed to be an unread text message.
He clicked it and saw the content of the text message.
"Recommended new book!" He became excited: "I actually have such a good recommendation next week!"
“I really want to thank the editor!”
When he thought about it, with such poor results, he couldn't expect any recommendations at all. He could only endure it slowly until it was published, and then get some perfect attendance and royalties.
He had already acquiesced to this ending.
But how can I imagine that there can be any suggestion?
Very good!
It must be because the editor took care of him.
But he knows that his superficial data are very miserable.
But today is the era of big data.
In the background of the website, tens of thousands of regular reading users and visitors have been monitored and counted.
They insist on reading every day.
But I won’t collect it, recommend it, or leave a message.
Like the silent majority!
Such a strange phenomenon made the website hesitantly make such a decision after observing it for a while.
after all……
In the era of Internet economy, traffic is money!
No one has trouble with money.
Lingpingan sat upright happily. In order to celebrate the recommendation next week, he planned to write more today.
Then, the crackling sound of coding sounded again.
The kitten Best was lying on the counter, drinking tea and playing with the bronze glutton, having a great time.
………………………………
Mei Qing carefully glided over this filthy poisonous river.
In the Poison River, the countless wronged souls and evil ghosts sensed the breath of strangers and revived one after another.
pity……
It's already a step too late!
Mei Qing fell steadily to the other side of the river.
She looked ahead.
This is the destination of her trip.
Leopard Head Mountain in Yuhua Prefecture!
Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, there was a great demon that occupied this place.
Later, when the divine monks and apprentices from the East passed through this place, the big demon and the mountains of monsters all became the ghosts of the divine monks and apprentices!
Thinking about the legend of the divine monk.
Mei Qing's brows furrowed.
"What kind of divine monk?!" She cursed fiercely: "The source of trouble for the world!"
The divine monk from the Eastern Land went to the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
This is a beautiful thing!
But unexpectedly...
What the holy monk retrieved was not the true scriptures and good Dharma that could save the world.
On the contrary, it is an evil scripture and chaotic law that has endless poison and corrupts people's hearts.
No one knows whether it was the Buddha from the West who gave evil scriptures and corrupted Dharma, or whether it was the sacred monk and his disciples who, on their way back, turned the scriptures upside down and distorted the scriptures.
, causing it to cause chaos in the heaven and earth, leading to the current situation where all the gods and Buddhas were lost, and the heaven and earth were in chaos!
