Beneath Deep Space

Zhang Peng thought for a long time and was so frightened that he dared not move at all.

Maybe there are already many people who have been tampered with?

Are these people lurking among them, waiting for one day to suddenly attack? !

"No, no! I have to go out immediately... I must go out!"

Zhang Peng was so frightened by his thoughts that he shivered, and even his legs and feet were weak. He stood up immediately and hurried out of the door.

Fortunately, because of his status as a "great scientist", his personal freedom is not subject to special restrictions. After just informing the person in charge of the rehabilitation center, he walked out of the door, but there was a monitoring robot following him, so it didn't matter.

…

"I'm looking for Captain Yu." Zhang Peng said to the soldiers guarding the door of the captain's room.

It was really easy to find Yu Yifeng. He must be in a meeting or in the captain's room reviewing and approving plans. Anyway, it was nothing more than these two situations.

"The chief is holding a major meeting, please wait a moment." The soldier said coldly.

Zhang Peng scratched his head and did not dare to push in. He could only stand at the door and wait.

He even felt a little nervous. The soldier at the door looks a little weird... Could it be that the damn metal ball also had his memory tampered with?

He was just sweating coldly, his legs were shaking, and every minute and every second was like being tormented in a frying pan.

It was a huge secret that only he knew, and it was like a mountain of pressure.

Suddenly a voice sounded in my mind: "What do you want to do standing here?"

As soon as he heard "Black" appeared, Zhang Peng immediately cursed in his heart: "You still ask me? # ￥ @, how dare you tamper with my memory..."

After cursing a lot, Zhang Peng finally felt relieved.

At the same time, he also deeply praised his wit in his heart. Because of Zhang Peng, he is likely to be able to resolve disasters that humans have not discovered in time. He is so clever that he is simply a hero among the new humans.

"Large-scale memory tampering?"

"Hei" said angrily: "You just realized it now. It sounds like you are a little smarter. Is this because of my influence?"

"Master Drafting, it's true..." Zhang Peng was simply stunned, his heart beating wildly.

"What an idiot. If that metal ball was really a memory weapon, would your civilization still be maintained to this day? How long has it been since then? It must have been more than a year!"

Zhang Peng was stunned, as if this was indeed the case. More than a year has passed, and there are not many abnormalities in the operation of the entire civilization. Could it be that I am delusional? Could it be that he was the only one who was tampered with?

Immediately afterwards, he heard "Hei" say again: "There are indeed the memory weapons you imagined, and some races in the universe also have such a method of reproduction...

"But that metal ball is just my personal brain. It only carries my personal memory and cannot cover other people in batches... What a pity, what a pity!"

"Believe it or not!"

Anyway, Zhang Peng was only half-convinced. This "black" was so cunning that nothing he said was worthy of belief.

Report to the captain that he has nothing to lose.

"Aren't you afraid of being sliced ​​and studied? A great scientist?!" "Hei" said hypocritically. This is the skill he recently learned from Zhang Peng - to speak ironically. Sometimes speaking ironically can relieve anger more than swearing. Anyway, the two of them are already at odds with each other, and it just wants to keep causing trouble.

Zhang Peng sneered, knowing that "Black" was mocking him.

He gritted his teeth and felt that the horror of being surrounded by aliens was completely worse than the horror of being sliced ​​and studied. And he feels that the probability of the government helping him is much greater than the probability of directly killing him!

Anyway, he must tell Yu Yifeng this secret, for sure!

But "Black" didn't think so. In this case, it was very reluctant to see Yu Yifeng, really very reluctant.

Although it is just a memory and is not afraid of death, it is always better to avoid death. It has little understanding of how human society operates and its thinking patterns, and it doesn't know how the upper class of humans will deal with it after hearing about it.

"With your current technology, there is no way to eliminate me unless... you are eliminated together with me."

"You're talking nonsense!" Zhang Peng was now ready to fight. He was so stubborn that he didn't care about anything.

"Let you cause trouble!"

Under the slightly surprised gaze of the soldier, the two "personalities" began to seize control of the body.

The muscles in Zhang Peng's whole body tensed up, and his legs suddenly spread open, turning left and right, twisting and turning, and his behavior was very weird.

"Uncle Drafter, what do you want to do?" Zhang Peng cursed in his heart, and at the same time he strengthened his belief.

Fortunately, he himself had the vast majority of control over his body, and he could barely control his body during this tug-of-war.

He felt extremely embarrassed when he was twisting around in front of strangers. He forced out a weird smile: "Brother... I have a need to pee. I'm sorry! Where is the bathroom?"

One of the soldiers nodded slightly to show that he understood, and pointed in the direction of the bathroom with his finger.

Zhang Peng immediately ran over and cursed in his heart: "This is my body, get out of here...ah!"

…

After twisting in the toilet for three hours, the long-awaited Yu Yifeng finally came out. Zhang Peng quickly used all his strength and rushed over...

Captain's room...

"Tampering with national memory?!" Yu Yifeng sat in the office with a livid face.

Zhang Peng was talking in a panic, incoherently, and scribbling across the desk.

Although his logic was confusing and his sentences were confusing, Yu Yifeng still understood what he wanted to express.

That damn metal ball can actually tamper with human memory? ! real or fake? !

Yu Yifeng's fists were clenched tightly, and his back was completely wet with cold sweat. He didn't know if Zhang Peng was talking nonsense. If it was true, that would be too bad!

When he thought that the original memories of some acquaintances around him had been erased and changed into alien thinking, his scalp became numb. This type of weapon was beyond his original imagination.

Does it mean that no one around you can be trusted?

Yu Yifeng did not panic like Zhang Peng, but lowered his head and meditated. He felt that this scenario was somewhat unlikely.

During this period, everyone was fine, and no large-scale abnormalities were discovered at all... If some people's memories were tampered with, there would be no clues, right? Just like Zhang Peng, running wildly on the street alone and shaving his head?

on the other hand……

He didn't feel anything unusual, either intuitively or perceptually. The entire civilization is functioning very normally.