Chapter 1 Xing Hechou Closes the Chat Page

Xing Hechou closed the chat page and rubbed his tired eyes.

At that moment, he was in a sterile isolation room that wasn't particularly spacious.

The room was bathed in pale light and sparsely furnished, containing only a single bed, desk and chair, body scanner, workbench, and physiological monitoring system.

On the left wall hung a large LCD screen, and a one-way mirror was set into the wall in front.

Because players might carry germs or other deadly substances after leaving a script mission,

the Special Affairs Bureau had specially built these single-person isolation rooms to accommodate returning agents.

*Tss—*

The door to the buffer room outside the isolation room opened, and two medical personnel in specialized work suits walked into the isolation room, carrying a metal box.

Since Xing Hechou's physiological and psychological monitoring system indicators were normal,

the medical personnel simply opened the metal box and used the instruments inside to test the meme concentration on his body.

After confirming it was normal, they asked a few simple questions,

and then helped Xing Hechou remove the sensors stuck to his body.

"How is it?"

A woman's voice came from the loudspeaker in the corner of the ceiling. Xing Hechou looked up and saw Jian Rushuang standing behind the one-way glass of the isolation room.

"I'm alright."

Xing Hechou nodded. "I chatted with Li Risheng for a few words."

"Him again?"

Jian Rushuang raised an eyebrow. "I feel like you two always run into each other."

"Probably because we're both in Yin City."

Xing Hechou scratched his head. "This Brother Li is still very reliable, despite his strange words and actions. I have to thank him for helping me survive this time.

Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. I'll explain the mission details in the report.

How are the others?"

"They're waking up one after another,"

Jian Rushuang said, "The various bases are tallying the casualties, but since you could withdraw from this mission at any time, the losses shouldn't be too great."

"That's good."

Xing Hechou breathed a sigh of relief. "What about Zhu Xuemin?"

"He woke up a little earlier than you and is giving his report now. You should come and take a look too."

"Okay."

Xing Hechou nodded, stood up, disinfected his entire body under the instructions of the medical personnel, then put on the isolation observation suit.

He left the isolation room, followed Jian Rushuang into the elevator, and went down to a certain floor of the Special Affairs Bureau building.

When the elevator doors opened, Xing Hechou saw an L-shaped corridor.

The signs on the ceiling of the corridor indicated that this floor was the "Special Affairs Bureau Research Department Meme Management Center."

To the right of the L-shaped corridor were many conference rooms and offices.

On the left side of the L-shaped corridor were transparent, explosion-proof glass walls.

Standing behind the corridor railing, one could see a huge, three-story-high space below.

Many instruments and devices were placed on the ground, and researchers in heavy isolation suits moved among them.

In the very center of the hall was a huge circular metal platform.

"This is..."

Xing Hechou gasped and subconsciously put his hand on the explosion-proof glass.

A huge, translucent infant floated above the circular metal platform.

He was not wearing clothes, and it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female. He floated with his eyes closed, his whole body enveloped in the blue light projected by the metal platform.

"This is the anomalous being that Zhu Xuemin brought back. If I'm not mistaken, he should be Sheng Nan Wang (King of Miscarriage),"

Jian Rushuang nodded and said, "Zhu Xuemin and the other Heterodoxy Society comrades are different from you.

The place they entered into dormancy was in the isolation room of the Meme Management Center.

After Zhu Xuemin broke away from the dream, he entered the real-world stabilization device of the Meme Management Center, which is the circular metal platform in the hall, as soon as possible.

He squeezed his head and squeezed Sheng Nan Wang out of the back of his head."

"Squeezed, out?"

Jian Rushuang's expression became a little strange. "It seems that before leaving the dream, he put Sheng Nan Wang into his brain and brought him back to the real world."

Xing Hechou was silent for a while, then nodded. "...That does sound like something he would do."

"As soon as Sheng Nan Wang appeared, he immediately distorted the surrounding real world,"

Jian Rushuang introduced, "Fortunately, he was restrained by the real-world stabilization device, which prevented him from causing even greater damage."

Xing Hechou was no stranger to the so-called real-world stabilization device.

The essence of this kind of thing is to strengthen the physical laws of the real world within a certain range, thereby blocking all kinds of strange and chaotic powers.

The handcuffs used by Special Affairs Bureau agents against aliens are actually a miniaturized version of the real-world stabilization device.

Xing Hechou pursed his lips, stood behind the railing and looked down at Sheng Nan Wang for a long time, then turned around and followed Jian Rushuang into the conference room.

The conference room was brightly lit. The heads of the Special Affairs Bureau were listening to Zhu Xuemin's report in the form of virtual projections (to prevent accidents, the Special Affairs Bureau sometimes holds remote meetings).

"...The information from this mission actually revealed a lot of things.

Since it's a dream, there must be a time to wake up."

Zhu Xuemin, still wearing an isolation suit, said slowly behind the long oval table: "After entering Sheng Nan Wang's mind and arriving at the third layer of the dream,

I saw a small infant lying in amniotic fluid.

Sheng Nan Wang is the collective consciousness of all stillborn infants throughout history.

According to the think tank's previous analysis, the three layers of Sheng Nan Wang's dream correspond to his own three layers of subconscious.

His surface consciousness manifests as chaotic and terrifying urban legends,

and below this layer is a more logically rigorous and complete world.

After passing through the world, there is Sheng Nan Wang's deepest subconscious.

As long as you instill ideas in the third layer, you can make Sheng Nan Wang change his mind.

So, I used the Dao Xin Zhong Mo (Devil Seed in the Heart) technique to instill the idea of waking up in his mind,

and transferred a part of my memory to him.

Making him...become me."