wavenovel Chapter 215 This is not an invasion, but a cultural exchange
Chapter 215 This is not an invasion, but a cultural exchange
On the third basement floor of the Peak Biotech Changxiang branch, red alarm lights, like frantically beating hearts, illuminated the alloy walls, turning them a blood-red hue.
Amidst a piercing buzzing sound, the heavy explosion-proof door slowly closed, accompanied by a dull metallic clang, completely sealing Lin Wei inside the laboratory.
"Zero, what's going on?" Lin Wei's voice was calm, but her fingers tightened around the micro data terminal.
"Something's not right, Master." Su Qing's voice sounded in Wang Minyu's bone conduction earpiece, tinged with seriousness. "I just detected an abnormal energy fluctuation. It... it didn't come from inside the peak creatures, but broke through the base's defenses from the outside. This energy fluctuation is somewhat similar to... the methods of the S Organization."
Lin Wei didn't have time to think; she quickly cut off the download and prepared to leave.
However, the alloy door of the laboratory had already slowly closed, locking her inside.
"Looks like we've been trapped." Wang Minyu's voice came through the earpiece, still calm, but Lin Wei sensed a deep and unfathomable contemplation in his words.
"Master, the other side is trying to overwrite the base's security system using a protocol format I've never seen before." Zero's data stream refreshed rapidly in front of Wang Minyu. "This is more like... a data-level devouring. They're not cracking the code, they're assimilating the system."
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Interesting." Wang Minyu picked up his stainless steel tea mug, took a sip of warm water, and seemed to be commenting on a drama that had nothing to do with him.
The laboratory lights suddenly went out, plunging the room into a deathly darkness.
Only those enormous petri dishes emitted a faint blue-green glow, like the eyes of a deep-sea monster.
A few seconds later, the emergency lighting system activated, casting a stark white light from the corner of the ceiling and casting distorted shadows on the floor.
In the very center of the laboratory, the holographic projection automatically turned on, and an image of a man wearing a white sterile suit and a pure white mask appeared.
He was tall and thin, with an upright posture, and no superfluous movements, like a lifeless statue.
"Codename 'Lark,' a defector from the Pinnacle Creatures." The masked man's voice boomed through the loudspeaker, a flat, synthesized electronic tone, cold and devoid of any human emotion. "Hand over the data you stole, and the coordinates of the person behind you. Organization S can grant you 'purification,' giving you a new life."
Lin Wei did not answer, but simply shielded the data terminal behind her back.
She knew that the so-called "purification" meant completely erasing her personality and turning her into a puppet that they could control.
"As for you, you rat hiding in the shadows." The masked man's image seemed to shift towards some empty space, as if speaking directly to Wang Minyu. "Your existence is an interesting 'logical error.' We are very interested in this kind of error. Show yourself, and you will become part of our great cause. Resist, and you will be 'formatted.'"
Wang Minyu listened to the broadcast through his headphones in the courtyard of the resort and couldn't help but chuckle.
He put down his teacup, picked up the walkie-talkie, and pressed the call button.
"Hello, is this Situ Zhen? How's the situation on your end?"
Situ Zhen's slightly manic voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Boss! It's done! Those logicians have started writing poetry, using Schrödinger's cat to describe the unpredictability of love! Those artists have started building models, saying they'll use the golden ratio to showcase the aesthetic structure of sadness! The signals from the 'mother' and 'father' are completely intertwined. I feel like my brain is splitting into two selves, one writing code, and the other composing music!"
"Very good." Wang Minyu nodded in satisfaction. "Now, I have a new task for you. Take the most chaotic, insane, and illogical 'Chaos Symphony' you recorded and broadcast it to me at maximum power through the encrypted channel Zero gave you. Consider it... a welcome gift for our new friend."
"Huh? Who is the broadcast to?"
"Give a bunch of self-important programmers a taste of what a real 'system crash' is like."
Inside the underground laboratory, the masked man seemed to be losing patience.
He raised a hand, and four hidden compartments silently slid open on the walls around the laboratory, from which four robots resembling metal spiders crawled out.
Their compound eyes flash red, and their limbs end in sharp scalpels and high-pressure injectors.
"A final warning."
Just as the robot was about to launch its attack, a strange sound suddenly erupted throughout the entire laboratory without warning.
It was neither music nor noise, but a chaotic sound that could not be described in words.
It's as if a philosopher is reciting love poems in binary code, a madman is composing a lullaby with pi, and a mathematician is lamenting the sorrow of the Riemann Hypothesis.
Reason and emotion, logic and madness, creation and destruction—all opposing concepts were crushed and mixed together, forming a torrent of pure spiritual pollution.
"Sizzle—"
The holographic image of the masked man flickered violently, filled with static.
The four metal spider robots, their compound eyes flashing red light wildly, their limbs twitching uncontrollably, began cutting their own circuits with scalpels and injecting themselves with lubricant with syringes.
"Warning! Unknown data stream intrusion!"
"Logic library conflict! Sentiment module overflow!"
"System overload! Attempting...reboot..."
The electronically synthesized alarm sounded intermittently, filled with terror.
The masked man's image distorted into a jumble of gibberish, then let out a sharp screech before vanishing completely.
The heavy blast door groaned under its own weight as it slowly rose upwards.
Outside the door stood two "cleaners" dressed in white sterile suits, kneeling on the ground in anguish, clutching their heads and muttering incantations.
"Why is the speed of light a constant? That's so unromantic..."
"If I love you, then does your existence and my act of observing you occur simultaneously?"
Lin Wei held the data terminal, staring blankly at this surreal scene, her mind completely blank.
She had imagined countless ways to escape: fierce battles, thrilling chases, clever disguises... but she never thought she would be saved by a "song".
"What are you standing there for?" Wang Minyu's voice came through the earpiece. "The oriole has been chased away, and the cicada should go home too. Remember to pack up those broken spider robots and bring them back so Guan Shan can dismantle them and sell them as scrap metal."
Meanwhile, in a secret data center in Changxiang City.
A man in a white lab coat abruptly removed his sensory helmet, his face ashen, and he gasped for breath. He was the masked man from before.
"How's it going, 'White Owl'? Did you capture that 'logic error'?" asked a man dressed similarly next to him.
The man known as "White Owl" clutched his throbbing forehead, his eyes filled with fear and confusion: "Our 'Data Scythe'... has been corrupted. The other side... they didn't use a firewall for defense, they used... a poem, no, a bunch of gibberish, a paradox... they used 'chaos' itself as a weapon!"
"What?"
"My mind... was almost assimilated." Bai Xiao's voice trembled. "My mind is now filled with... that kind of monstrosity—'In a universe of a single cell, quarks wander for love'...!"
He suddenly stood up, rushed to a machine, and pulled up the data record of the failed intrusion.
On the screen, only one line of characters, composed of countless random characters, yet strangely displaying a certain rhythm, was quietly flashing.
Hello, world. The weather's nice today, how about we talk about philosophy?
As Bai Xiao looked at those words, it was as if he saw a smiling devil silently watching him through the screen.
He knew that this time, the S organization had provoked a true monster that could not be measured by data.