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"Du Jue, are you alright?"
Carly squeezed in with concern and squeezed Du Jue's arm. "Fighting like this continuously will take a toll on your body. I suggest you eat something quickly."
"Although the body may ignore hunger in an emergency, weakness is unavoidable. I've done that stupid thing before. You have to take care of yourself before you have the energy to take care of others."
These words brought Du Jue back to his senses, and he then felt a faint hunger in his stomach, as well as a sense of being lost and dazed.
Gabriel, who also squeezed in, handed Du Jue a backpack full of packed sandwiches. "This is the food we collected when we came. It'll do for now. There are also some hard candies I always keep for work in here."
Du Jue didn't hold back and immediately replenished his energy. He wolfed down his food, becoming hungrier and hungrier, and he simply couldn't understand how he had been completely unaware of this before.
"Uh, why are you looking at me? Let's eat together."
Having eaten almost half of his backpack's food, Du Jue looked up and saw the two ministers still standing beside him, and was immediately puzzled.
Carly touched her neck somewhat awkwardly, then said to Gabriel with displeasure, "Yeah, what are you looking at? You can't even stop me from eating a few candies from you, can you?"
"Of course, no problem. In fact, I'd be happy to see the supervisor eat more so he can regain his strength to deal with any potential dangers."
Gabriel responded calmly, "I just suddenly realized that it's not just hatred that can keep spreading, but also trust."
"Why are you suddenly bringing this up? It's so strange."
Carly clearly didn't understand why the other person had suddenly said that.
Gabriel didn't explain to Carly, but nodded to Du Jue. "Although I made many plans before, now that I've met you, Supervisor, trusting you is the most sensible choice. What's the plan for next?"
thump.
The train to the underworld suddenly shook, and everyone could feel its speed rapidly decreasing until it came to a complete stop.
Surprised by the train's surprisingly fast speed, he immediately handed the backpack back to Gabriel. "Contact Angela and then suppress all the anomalies!"
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Chapter 233 Chain Reaction.
As everyone disembarked, it was only when Du Jue was the last to step out that they realized the place had no vegetation or rivers, only a huge hexagonal building.
Although everything was unfamiliar, Du Jue remembered the familiar conference room door, which still bore the Lobotomy Corporation logo.
"Phew! At least this place isn't full of monsters and ghosts. Should we go in now, or should we stop them?"
Carly turned around easily and found that the train to the underworld had long since disappeared.
She turned her head again and saw Du Jue excitedly breaking away from the group and running wildly toward the Hexagon.
Bang bang!
"Open the door! Angela, are you there? Anyone inside is fine, just answer me!"
Du Jue hurriedly started pounding on the heavy iron door, almost unable to resist taking out a crusher to break it down.
After all, the changes at headquarters were too sudden and drastic, and Du Jue still doesn't know exactly what happened.
A familiar voice, which made Du Jue gasp in surprise, came from the crack in the door: "Du Jue, you have been offline for 7 hours and 17 minutes. It looks like you need to take a shower and change your clothes."
“Angela! I’ve finally found you. This place is so chaotic, I have no idea what happened.”
The gate slowly opened, but behind it was only a smart car.
The others followed Du Jue to the door, where they heard Angela's cold instruction, "Please stay in the reception room for now. I need to confirm that you are not carrying any contaminants, or that you are not abnormal."
Gabriel did not object upon hearing this, but instead arranged for people to rest temporarily and treat their injuries.
A door opened on the right side of the clean metal passageway, and everyone relaxed on the soft, comfortable sofas, finally calming down from the chaos.
Just as Du Jue was about to go wash his face with Carly, the smart car blocked his way, its voice lowered considerably, "Du Jue, please come with me."
"Okay, that's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about."
Avoid immediately following the car to take the elevator, but the elevator doors remain open for a long time.
The smart car turned to Carly, who had also followed, and said, "Please step aside."
"what?"
Carly stared at the car suspiciously, then retorted unhappily, "Why? I'm the minister! Don't I even have this kind of authority?!"
Angela's response was completely emotionless: "Yes, I didn't expect you to be able to deduce that yourself."
"Depend on!"
Carly, who had just spat out the splinter in her mouth, was about to get angry, but she gave up when she saw Du Jue next to her. "Never mind, it's pretty safe here anyway. Du Jue, call me if you need anything."
Carly patted Dujue's left shoulder, then stepped out of the elevator, after which the elevator doors slowly closed.
meeting room.
"I couldn't be happier than seeing you in this godforsaken place."
Du Jue lay listlessly on the conference table, only then noticing that Angela was not turning her back to him this time.
"Yeah."
Angela gave a more natural smile than before. "Me too. Maybe you want to rest now."
"Wait! Before that, I need to figure out what exactly happened!"
We must prevent someone from leaping off the table like a carp.
"Yes, according to historical records, there were multiple incidents of abnormalities escaping in the Disciplinary Department this morning, which even caused the Welfare Department to fail in its containment function. As a result, the supervisor ordered the Disciplinary Department to begin violent suppression."
"However, Carly seems to have gone a bit too far in her anger, even leading her staff to fight those monsters and refusing all other orders from her supervisor."
As he watched Angela calmly recount her story, Du Jue was reminded of the mimicry dagger in Carly's hand and the employee named Wesley.
"So I asked Welfare Minister Daniel to weaken the suppressive force of the reverse Kabbalah energy, figuratively speaking, to restore some of the strength of the Abnormalities, so that Minister Carly would know that the Abnormalities cannot be killed off and do not need to be killed off."
"To prevent this, I must clarify one thing: as artificial intelligence, I have no hostile intentions towards humans. I am simply acting according to plan—keeping the ministers' emotions within the expected range."
Du Jue nodded, but still asked, puzzled, "Could it be that the chaos was caused by breaking this restraint?"
"No, the crackdown was successful, but 31 EGOs were destroyed, 17 employees were lost, and even Minister Carly herself needed a physical therapy bullet for emergency treatment."
"Galion, the head of the lower-level R&D department, was transferred by the supervisor to control the situation, but she mocked Minister Carly's incompetence. I want to remind you that it was the head of the institute, Galion, who killed most of the people in the institute."
"Therefore, the disciplinary department entered core suppression."
At this point, Angela glanced at Du Jue's serious expression and, realizing it wasn't the right time to smile, resumed her expressionless demeanor.
“Minister Daniel of the Welfare Department also suffered a mental breakdown. In fact, he vaguely understood that the Seed of Light project required people to die continuously. Even though he was full of compassion, he had to do as I and the supervisor ordered.”
"That's why I suggested he have some coffee or listen to some classical music to relax, but it seems that didn't work at all."
It was indeed Galion who was behind this!
No wonder this guy was talking nonsense to me the night before; he was trying to come up with some new tricks at headquarters.
“During the research institute before the Seed of Light project began, Daniel managed all the abnormality containment cells. It was a position that required everyone’s trust, after all, abnormalities are very dangerous.”
"According to the records, Daniel, who was born into a prestigious family within the Nest, was very talkative, but on the day the leader attacked, he was forced by Gallion to open all the doors of the containment chambers and release the anomalies. Perhaps he was recalling this past event."
"You probably know what happened next. After the two ministers entered the core suppression, Galion did the same. She also opened all the containment chambers at the same time, followed by multiple trials that happened to arrive."
"The reality distortion caused by their intertwining is too great, breaking through the suppression and turning the headquarters into this state. However, there is no need to worry too much; it can be restarted after a period of time."
Before he could finish speaking, Du Jue impatiently asked, "Angela, can you still monitor and contact the ministers?! This place is too big and too dangerous, we can't just search aimlessly."
"Although I think it would be safer and more convenient to have you enter the hibernation pods like the supervisor and wait for the restart, since you have successfully resolved the core suppression of the disciplinary department under these circumstances, then let's do as you suggest."
Snapped.
Angela smiled again, raised her hand and snapped her fingers lightly. The large screen in the conference room immediately lit up, displaying a diagram of the headquarters and four yellow dots.
"But there is bad news—the Central Headquarters, Welfare Department, Research and Development Department, and Records Department are all under core suppression, and there is good news—I can contact these ministers who are nodes through the Seed of Light, and I can even teleport to them."
Are you confident you can solve it?
Hey!
How did this cause such a chain reaction? Are we even going to keep this job?!
Du Jue forced a smile, but considering that this was not only about completing a task from her superiors, but also about saving her own life, she still looked up and replied, "Of course, Miss Angela."
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Chapter 234 It was a pleasure working together.
"So, the Minister of Welfare, Daniel, is soaking in the middle of the Great Lake?"
They shook the water droplets left in their hair after showering and stared at the screen in disbelief.
Multiple rivers of endorphins converge to form a boundless lake. The different colors of red, white, purple, and blue neatly divide the lake surface into four quadrants, and the enormous honeycomb is located at the intersection of the four colors, with only a small part of the lake water showing.
The sea breeze blowing through the porous beehive immediately created a melodious classical tune that echoed across the deserted lake before lonelyly following the river to find an audience.
"That's right. According to the system's observations, it seems that the anomalies instinctively avoid this place, even the test derivatives. Perhaps there are unexpected dangers in the center of the lake."
Angela opened her eyes as she spoke, and handed a metal tag to Du Jue with both hands. "The previous incident damaged part of the communication system, so I prepared this for you. It contains a small amount of Seed of Light energy so you can contact me at any time."
Upon receiving the tag, Du Jue discovered that the small, iron-white tag had no extra decorations or patterns; only his name was engraved on the front, and Angela's English name was on the back.
Can this little gadget ensure that communication is not interfered with by various anomalies and core suppression?
Noticing Du Jue's doubts, Angela lowered her head slightly and explained, "You know, it seems that people in headquarters have developed a certain degree of cognitive bias. For example, the clerk who organizes files in the conference room calls me the informant system."
"It seems that, to some extent, their perceptions still inherit from previous interpersonal relationships, so having my name engraved on your name might help you communicate better with other employees when you encounter them outside."
Although that wasn't what puzzled him, Du Jue still nodded in agreement. To him, it was just a small signboard, but others might see it as a mandatory conscription order for the leader.
Wouldn't that make me a Jinyiwei (Imperial Guard) who acts first and reports later? That feels a bit off.
"By the way! Angela, have you found Ilya and the others? I sent them here by boat, but I don't know where they are!"
Looking at the still lake on the screen, Du Ruo suddenly remembered the matter of the clone.
Angela closed her eyes again only after confirming that the metal tag was not being put on, and spoke as calmly as usual, "Taking a boat? That sounds a bit risky, because all the endorphin rivers eventually flow into the center of the lake."
The screen changed, showing a large ship speeding through a green torrent, with Ilya and her companions on board, navigating the treacherous waters.
Du Jue relaxed when he saw that there was no bloodshed on the ship, and the weight in his heart was finally lifted. After all, he had already witnessed how the clone could be driven mad by hatred.
However, the next second Du Jue saw a dense horde of monsters crowding into the river from both banks, including terrifying deformed monsters as well as beast-like clones of employees.
Their relentless and fearless momentum could even clog up and fill the endorphin channel, forming a dam of corpses that was difficult to pass in front of the large ships.
"What is this?!"
Du Jue hurriedly turned to Angela and asked, "Has Daniel's condition worsened? Even monsters have clones now?!"
Angela shook her head unexpectedly. "It's Minister Lisa from the Central Headquarters. She seems to have an unusual understanding of life and death. After all, she had a good relationship with the initial experimental volunteers, but you also know that the early experimental results only resulted in death."
The split screen immediately showed a huge beach not far away, and the petite minister who had previously been the subject of complaints was standing amidst a sky full of colorful bubbles. The layers of bubble filters made it possible to only see the general location of the person.
The bubbles that escape from this place float close to the ground, and whenever they land on the torn pieces of flesh and fresh corpses, they awaken them and relentlessly gather towards the living creatures.
Du Jue stared wide-eyed, observing that even the shelled worms and flesh monsters spawned from the trial were entangled and dismembered by the corpses, the two sides locked in a fierce battle. "Quick! Angela, we have to bring these people here safely!"
"Are you heading to the large ship where Minister Ilya is? It's a very dangerous job, and I hope you won't go offline again. Although we all want to finish this long and painful process as soon as possible, please take care."
"Ok?"
Du Jue, who was checking his equipment, turned to look at Angela with some surprise, never before sensing this strange, hesitant emotion in her.
Angela stared expressionlessly at the metal tag on Du Jue's chest. "Even if the TT2 protocol can rewind time, certain anomalies, or the gradually forming Seeds of Light, may cause irreparable damage to people."
“I’m used to the other ministers and staff, and even this unexpected turn of events doesn’t surprise me. But I’m not used to preventing your death. As the first partner who communicated with me on an equal footing, I don’t want that to become the norm.”
At this moment, Du Jue truly felt Angela's restrained and profound emotions, and since seeing him just now, the other party had even tried to make her expressions more varied.
If the headquarters' work cycle of ten or dozens of times is still within the realm of imagination, then the thousands upon thousands of cycles that Angela experienced are truly beyond Du Jue's comprehension.
This timescale is no longer beyond human comprehension.
Being in the bright and comfortable Dujue gave me the illusion of being in a cold and rainy night. Countless hurried pedestrians lowered their heads and pulled their hoods tight, and even though the streetlights above illuminated the surroundings, no one paid attention to the rusty lampshades.
After all, when you look up, all you see are cold raindrops hitting your face and those unwelcoming artificial lights.
Perhaps at headquarters, Angela has become accustomed to being ignored by others, and her role at work is merely that of an intelligent management system.
"Don't!"
Du Jue picked up the brand-new pneumatic injector that Angela had prepared and stood up. He solemnly said to Angela, "I'm still waiting to use you to steal this World Wing. Please maintain my position in your heart."
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