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Chapter 595 - 312: The Feeling of Someone Standing Up for You, It’s Really Good

Chapter 595: Chapter 312: The Feeling of Someone Standing Up for You, It’s Really Good

Dean radiated a dense murderous aura.

After receiving the message, he rushed here as quickly as possible.

Hastening his journey, he still arrived a step too late.

Just thinking about how to face his precious daughter Susan upon his return gave him a headache.

Dean was really furious now.

His daughter Susan’s condition was somewhat special.

Now, having finally found a boyfriend who was agreeable, and a fine one at that, those people showed zero respect for his dignity and laid their hands on his daughter’s boyfriend.

What’s the difference between that and stepping directly on his face?

This matter could not possibly end like this!

...

After pondering for a moment,

Dean reached out into the void and grasped.

An invisible force acted upon Brian, taking him along as they flew out beyond the military ship.

When they reached a forest, he threw Brian down toward the ground: "You little shit, you’re really heavy, born to be ridden!"

Thud—

There was a dull sound.

A man weighing over a thousand pounds, under the effect of acceleration, heavily smashed onto a rock that had withstood the weathering of wind and sun for who knows how long, cracking it with a long fissure.

Dean smirked: "You’ve got a pretty hard head. There’s no satellite lock here now, if you keep pretending to be unconscious, I’m going to start stomping."

Brian opened his eyes speechlessly: "How did you figure out I was pretending?"

Dean shook his head: "I didn’t. I was just testing. Mainly because you’re so damn heavy, I almost couldn’t lift you with the magnetic field..."

Brian: ...

This damn old Dean!!!

...

Dean slowly descended from mid-air: "What the hell is going on? I can’t see it, but I can feel there’s something bad on you, like a lot of things entwining around you, it feels quite disgusting."

Brian got up from the ground, dusting himself off: "I’m not sure either, it seems to be some kind of information pollution. This kind of information pollution infects a creature through ’cognition’ plus ’infection source’ as a dual method, somewhat akin to a conceptual thing..."

He then recounted everything that had happened to him after he arrived at the military ship.

Except that he had outsmarted the group from the Deep Sea Base.

Those fools still thought Meme Pollution required one to see the infection source to be contaminated.

Dead wrong.

Brian began to harbor doubts after witnessing the entire process of a soldier’s contamination to death.

That was the upper limit of the infection.

Take a common illness as the simplest example.

Some people with strong bodies and powerful immune systems are naturally resistant to getting sick.

In the same environment,

some people easily catch the flu, or get infected by others nearby, while some could even kiss someone with the flu and still feel fine, their health robust.

It’s because the virus can’t overcome your immune system, and it gets killed right off.

Brian had a danger warning.

He felt a bit of trouble when the First Rank lifeform, the captain, was infected, but it didn’t threaten his life, and when it came to dissecting an ordinary infected body, the danger warning didn’t even bother to activate...

The thing couldn’t breach his defenses.

This indicated that the unknown Meme Pollution, like a virus, also followed the principle of an infection upper limit, and that individuals facing this mysterious information infection also have their own immune systems... moreover, the life level of the infected living entity also affects the threat level of the infection...

It sounds a bit convoluted.

To summarize, this mysterious memetic infection follows three laws.

The first law is that the memetic infection has a basic infection value; creatures below this value will be infected upon close proximity and become a new source of infection, spreading it to those around them.

The second law is that this mode of infection causes a critical hit to those aware of the infection; and the more you know about this memetic infection, the greater the critical damage it inflicts upon you.

The third law is that the infection value of the memetic infection is influenced by the secondary infected entity; the stronger the infected individual, the higher the infection value of the new contamination source on their body, posing a threat to stronger life forms...

Any one of these laws could be isolated and contained.

Combined, the three laws are truly terrifying.

Imagine.

It first infects ordinary people, unable to infect First Rank lives.

To investigate this mechanism,

you would have to send at least First Rank life Researcher to research this mysterious pollution... as their understanding grows... the memetic infection starts causing critical hits to the research subject, originally immune to it, until it breaks through the subject’s defenses, transforming it into an even more terrifying new source of memetic infection...

That’s a vicious cycle.

If you don’t figure out its rules of infection at the start, you’ll end up continuously pouring resources into it, like a never-ending task.

Brian used this, manipulating those bastards taking him for an experiment. He willingly allowed himself to be infected by the mysterious infection source sent by them, then stimulated his pineal gland continually to forcefully send back the new infection he had just converted...

He didn’t know how the pineal gland transmitted the source of pollution, but he had figured out the principle of the pollution.

It’s like not needing to know how a gun is made; he just needed to know how to pull the trigger.

To utilize this memetic pollution, the simplest way for Brian was to mimic the state of the dead captain Hector’s pineal gland and then just control his own pineal gland to simulate that state.