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A disease called'filth' spread on this deserted island.

In the middle person, a black ash will appear on the limbs and body, and this ash will spread along the skin, constantly infecting new skin into the same ashes.

What’s more frightening is that this black ash can even spread to the inside of the body. Originally, these black ash only infects the surface layer of the skin, but over time, they not only spread to the surroundings, but also continue to spread deep into the skin .

Muscles, blood vessels, tendons, and even bones...

As more and more teams successfully lighted the signal tower and returned, everyone no longer had any joy on their faces, because the volunteers responsible for lighting the signal tower were all surrounded by this black ashes. .

The black ash of some volunteers was located on the elbow, and at this time it had spread to most of the arm. The black ash continued to fall off, resulting in only a piece of dead bone in the volunteer's right arm...

Some volunteers were black and gray on their ankles, but after walking for a few hours, their ankles were completely broken, and they were forced back by everyone.

Some volunteers started to appear black and gray from the face. At this time, they had completely become blind, most of their face was corroded, and the brain tissue in the skull could almost be seen.

At this time, everyone in the safety zone faced such a scene.

"These 30-odd people have basically lost their ability to take care of themselves."

Looking at the hell-like scene on the screen, Yeshen Temple turned around and looked back at the stunned group of researchers, "Everyone, this is what we are going to study..."

"So, what is the'curse' in your mouth? Is this a kind of bacteria? A virus? A biological weapon?"

Adenauer and Eriksen looked at Samuel one after another, after all, only Samuel was the real biologist in the entire team.

Of course, Samuel was also at a loss at this time. He looked at the people who looked at him, and had to smile bitterly, "Advisor of the Night God, don't sell it. What is the curse, I'm afraid the entire laboratory Only you know?"

"Don't get me wrong, this kind of curse has nothing to do with biochemical weapons. You can rest assured."

Yeshen Temple affirmed, "After all, this curse is much more powerful than biochemical weapons. The lethality of biochemical weapons is placed in front of it, just like a firecracker is placed in front of a nuclear bomb."

"what!"

When Yeshen Temple said that this curse had nothing to do with biochemical weapons, everyone's expressions just eased, but they almost jumped up after hearing the next sentence.

"I think you all have heard of the term'meme'."

Yashen Temple continued, “This word originally originated from the book "The Selfish Gene" by Richard Dawkins, a famous British scientist, and its meaning refers to'in terms of language, ideas, beliefs, behavior, etc. In the process of transmission, something similar to the role that genes play in the evolution of biology', or it can be considered that it is a basic unit of information, just like genes, which are also hereditary, variability, and selective. "

"I know."

"I know too."

When talking about this, Eriksson and Adenauer nodded one after another. After all, they are professionals in psychology and sociology, and they still have heard of the term meme.

"Now that I know, it's easy to understand."

Yeshen Temple nodded, then looked up and said, "X-112, you can print the data. Print out a few more copies."

"understand!"

In the laboratory, a female electronically synthesized voice came.

"Who are you talking to?"

"That was the control computer in the laboratory? Where is her host?"

"Gosh, can it understand such abstract language?"

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

"She is indeed the control computer of the laboratory, and her host, you have actually seen it before."

Yeshen Temple pointed to the dark tower on the screen, "This is her host, her name is X-112, and only I have been authorized."

"Are you kidding?" Eriksson didn't believe it at all. "How could the computer host be that huge black spire?"

"That's the truth."

Yeshen Temple did not explain, but took out the printed materials from the printer and distributed them to everyone.

Samuel took the information dubiously, but found that the first page of the information turned out to be a strange pattern.

This is a pattern that can cause physical discomfort to people, because in Samuel’s view, this picture seems to use some kind of psychological cues to make the chaotic picture look like thousands of decaying bodies stacked. It looks extremely bloody and cruel.

But when he took a closer look, he found that this painting was nothing more than a meaningless graffiti composed of irregular and chaotic lines and color blocks.

Moreover, the four corners of this pattern were smeared off by something black. At first glance, Samuel seemed to have a kind of regret, a regret that he did not see the complete pattern.

"Well, let's get back to the topic."

At this time, Yeshen Temple officially explained, "What you see now is a meme called'filth'. It is a meme that uses patterns as a carrier and channel of communication. With a picture, your body will turn into ashes in one day, just like this group of people."

Hearing that, the information in the hands of the three professors and the group of assistants was shaken, even the calm Samuel was no exception.

"Professor Erickson, didn't you ask me before, how did the message kill people?"

Yeshen Temple turned his head and looked at the silent Eriksson, "Now I can tell you the answer. This message with a pattern as a carrier can turn the viewers into ashes and die. This is it. Way of killing!"

"Do you mean that this group of people only saw this picture before they became like this? Then we..."

Among the crowd, some researchers are already a little bit unable to sit still.

"Don't worry, this kind of picture will only trigger the effect when you watch the full version. Now you don't need to worry."

Yeshen Temple replied, "After all, the pictures you are looking at are all deleted."

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"But what is the reason..."

Eriksson still hesitated, "Why does a picture cause this effect? ​​Mental virus?"

"Memes are not viruses."

Yeshen Temple shook his head, "If there is a transmission material and a transmission medium, it is indeed a mental virus. The transmission of the virus must be achieved by the virus itself and various transmission media such as air and blood, but it is'filthy'. Where's the pattern? Nothing."

"There is no source of transmission, no transmission medium. If we have to say, the pattern itself is the source of transmission, and the transmission medium is the line of sight and the gaze. As long as it is seen by humans, it will be infected with filth. This It's its transmission medium!"

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