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Chapter 593 - 311: You’re Seeking Death!

Chapter 593: Chapter 311: You’re Seeking Death!

Deep Sea Base.

Weiner Liki looked at the motionless Brian on the monitor and feigned pity, "It seems our verification is correct, he’s not moving. This is a cognitive contamination meme. The more you know, the faster it takes effect. Even a First Rank life form can hardly resist it—better than our Deep Sea Defense Line."

Speaking, he turned to Alvin, who sat at the highest seat, "We may need to think about how to deal with that Los Angeles T-Rex."

Brian’s death certainly pleased him, but he still had to deal with the matter of the girlfriend’s father.

After all, the Liki family was in Los Angeles.

That T-Rex, Dean, who wouldn’t dare to bare his teeth at the Holy Council, might dare to be ruthless with his Liki family.

At that time, his own ending might not be any better.

Hearing this, Alvin at the head of the table nodded.

He clapped his hands to draw everyone’s attention to him.

Just as Alvin was about to say something, he saw that the expressions on the faces of those present were somewhat strange.

Was that... fear?

Alvin was taken aback.

What’s wrong?

Why are these people looking at him with fear?

Just then, a slight tingling sensation on his face surged into Alvin’s heart.

Why would his face hurt?

He instinctively reached for his cheek, and what was originally a mild prick transformed instantly into a heart-wrenching pain, as though he was touching not his face but his own sensory nerves...

Alvin suddenly stood up, only to find that his normally strong legs were now like mud, dropping him to the floor.

He looked helplessly and bewilderedly at everyone, trying to seek help, but saw those present either running or screaming loudly, though he couldn’t hear a bit of the outside noise.

Alvin felt fearful and bewildered.

What happened?

...

Just then.

A bulky unmanned flying apparatus suddenly fell from the ceiling above, came to Alvin’s side, and projected a yellow light onto his body.

It was a drone with a white luminous cross mark.

The white light was soft, making the cross on the drone’s body seem sacred.

That yellow glow carried a strange power.

This time, Alvin finally heard sounds and movements.

He only heard a mechanical, icy voice from within the drone, "High-pollution organism detected. In accordance with the base’s first rule, prepare to commence cleansing..."

Alvin???

High-pollution organism?

No, why are you pointing a purification gun at me?

Alvin had seen the purification drone at work more than once.

It was a completely inhumane drone.

As soon as it sensed special radiation on a biological entity within the base, it would automatically appear and implement purification.

It was like a live cremation, a gruesome spectacle.

Alvin and the others present had seen this process many times, and no one thought it cruel; some even bet on how long the contaminated individuals would take to be purified.

The reason was simple.

They, as superior beings born of privilege, would not easily leave the protection of the Deep Sea Base.

Under such circumstances, how could they be contaminated?

The ones being purified were always those low-ranking soldiers and junior officers.

As for them,

Boring balls, promiscuity, online entertainment, and power struggles filled their days.

Not until the purification drone appeared above him did Alvin feel the despair of those soldiers before.

He wanted to struggle but was powerless.

He wanted to roar but found he couldn’t even open his mouth.

His eyes blazed with anger, his mouth moved with difficulty, and he let out a silent scream.

I am the Chairman!

I am the chairman of the Holy Council!

Under the threat of death, he struggled with his powerless body, and finally, as the drone extended all its purification guns, he let out a roar, "Get away, get off!"

This sound, once it reached the outside, became a squeak.

The next moment.

The cross mark on the drone lit up with a red light.

Boom~

A specially made high-temperature flame burst out from the top of the drone, turning into boundless light and heat, engulfing Alvin on the floor...

What chairman... what significant figure.

Before the cold intelligence program, all pollutants will be purified!

...

Conference room.

The rest of the people just stared blankly at this scene.

They had sought help.

They had issued commands.

But it was no use.

The contamination clearance procedure was the base’s highest rule.

Except for a few real controllers, those agents had no power over the drone that killed Alvin.

"FK, what the hell is going on!"

"How could Alvin get contaminated? He’s right here, in the safest part of the Deep Sea Base, with us. Can someone tell me why he got contaminated!"

The scene was a mess under the flame’s illumination.

Some reacted quickly, panicking, "Could it be our cognitive experiment? Damn it, the experiment contaminated that Brian and then he contaminated us through the video?"

"Impossible!"

Someone immediately denied it, "The cognitive experiment is conducted through ’seeing’ to contaminate. The clearer the contamination source, the faster the infection speed and the deeper the degree. But the surveillance we received was all filtered and spliced through multiple layers by artificial intelligence, completely inconsistent with the original footage. How could we possibly be contaminated?"

The woman who had previously wanted to take Brian back to her family for breeding also nodded in agreement, coldly saying, "Alvin’s condition just now seemed like all his flesh and blood were melting, unlike the information contamination. This is probably a new type of contamination. Damn it, the Deep Sea Base has become more dangerous ever since the third Blood Moon!"