Absolute Protagonist [Quick Transmigration]
Chapter 113 Prelude to Eternity 11
The West Sea where the two continents meet, the border between the Bauhinia Federation and the Dawn Empire, is named Moon Island.
Because it is located on the border between the two countries and is one of the West Sea islands with the most developed trade, Moon Island is deeply influenced by the cultures of the two countries and has both Eastern and Western styles.
On the edge of the island, a gray and white church stands quietly.This is a church that has been passed down for more than 200 years. It is often washed by the wind and waves by the sea, and its appearance has become less conspicuous.
Over the years, weirdness has occurred frequently in various places, and extraordinary powers have been born, but this church obviously has no so-called miracles in the world, and the church has become more and more deserted.
Priest Elliott is the only priest who still sticks to the church. He was originally an orphan, but was adopted by a priest since he was a child. He grew up in the church since he was a child, and he has long regarded this place as his home.When no one came to pray, he still opened and closed the door on time every day, prayed on time, and cleaned from time to time. His daily life was ordinary and stable.Occasionally, he will also help some people who are temporarily destitute or homeless.
In the middle of the night, a storm broke out, the wind beat against the window lattice, and the sandy beach on the edge of the island was submerged by the slowly rising tide.
Father Elliot was about to close the church door when an urgent voice came from outside.
"Wait a minute! Please don't close the door for the time being—" He stopped and looked outside the door.
The moon in the sky was covered with an ominous blood color at some point.Under the slightly bleak moonlight, a travel-worn young man hastily arrived.
His whole body seemed to be wet by the wind and waves, his brown curly hair stuck to his face in locks and strands, and he was carrying a simple suitcase in his hand. When he saw the church door that had not been closed, he exaggeratedly breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh , God, this storm is really urgent!"
Seeing Father Elliott, the brown-haired, brown-eyed young man with typical features of the Bauhinia Federation, he hurriedly performed a courtesy.
"Excuse me, Mr. priest. I am a musician. I just came to this island for a trip tonight. Because of the sudden storm, I can't find a place to stay. I wonder if I can rest here for a night?"
"Of course." Father Elliot agreed without hesitation. He invited the stranger who came from afar to enter the church, "Welcome, child."
"Thank you, monsieur abbe."
"May I have a warm fire, please?" The young man sat down on the mahogany chair in the church, took off his wet coat, continued to ask politely, and complained by the way, "Oh, the damn weather is so cold!"
"of course can."
Father Elliot quickly lit the fireplace.
Next, the young man made requests to him one after another, including a clean room, a soft bed, brand new clothes, and having dinner together...Father Elliott fulfilled his requests one by one.
After dinner, Father Elliot routinely came to pray in front of the statue as usual.Young people followed his example and stood beside him praying.
The moonlight outside the window became more and more bewitching and bleak, and the blood-colored radiance reflected on the statue, which actually made the statue feel an indescribably strange feeling.The whole church seemed to be shrouded in a strange atmosphere.
"Mr. Priest..." The young man turned his head to look at him at some point, with the polite smile still on his face, and he rubbed his belly shyly, "The baked bread just now was too little, I'm Some are hungry..."
Father Elliott immediately looked at him with concern.
"Excuse me," the young man swallowed while looking at his arm, "may I cut a small piece of your arm? Just a small piece."
Father Elliot was stunned for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Okay, just a small piece."
The young man raised the knife in his hand excitedly.
……
"Excuse me, this taste is so good, I feel more hungry. I want to have another sip, is it okay?"
"Of course, boy, if it saves you from starvation."
Under the light of the bloody moon, a loving and compassionate smile appeared on the priest's face.
……
The statue of the marble statue stood tall, watching everything that happened in the church with cold and empty eyes.In the corner of the church, the record player was slowly turning, and the sacred prayer songs echoed around.
During the singing, Father Elliot's body unconsciously turned into a skeleton, and the cannibal immersed in the singing stood up amidst the fragrance of blood, with an intoxicated expression.
Listening to this sacred song, the young musician was struck with inspiration.With an obsessed expression, he wrote a music score on the wall next to the statue with his bloody fingers, along with the lyrics.
That's an adapted prayer song.Singing the priest Elliott who offered his blood and flesh for him——sacrificing his life to serve the world, this priest is the real incarnation of God.
With a frenzied look on his face, the young man knocked down the original statue mercilessly, moved up the empty and bloodshot skeleton of Father Elliot, and placed it where the statue should have been placed.Immediately, like a devout believer, he prayed devoutly in front of the brand-new "Idol" and sang the prayer hymn he adapted loudly.
"Everyone in the world is brothers and sisters, the Lord should sacrifice his life to serve the world..."
Enthralled musicians sang all night in the church, recording brand-new sacred prayers on record players.
After dawn, people passing by the church heard the new version of the holy prayer from inside, and walked in unknowingly.
Then, suddenly feeling hungry, he couldn't help asking the young people in the church: "May I have a taste of your meat?"
"of course can."
The young man with blood on his mouth showed a pitiful smile like Father Elliott's. He stretched out his arm and chanted a prayer.
"Everyone in the world is brothers and sisters, the Lord should sacrifice his life to serve the world. Honor the will of the Lord, love the world as yourself, pity the world as yourself..."
……
Soon, the entire Moon Island fell into a weird atmosphere, the cannibals and the eaten were constantly switching, and everyone went crazy unconsciously.
"...A new memetic virus has been born?"
In City D, where the Surveillance Department is located, Chu Si looked surprised.
"It's a small island in the West Sea Islands." Zhang Jinhan explained, "There was a sudden mutation there, and a brand new meme virus broke out."
"The carrier of the virus is an adapted prayer song. Once they have heard the weird prayer song, people will substitute themselves into the prayer song and sacrifice their lives to serve the gods of the world, or the world who eats the gods will take the initiative to become cannibals Or the Eater... Now that island is completely infested with the meme virus."
Having said that, Zhang Jinhan's voice became deeper and deeper.
Just these few words in the information, he can imagine the crazy and tragic situation on Moon Island.
Fortunately, someone on the island noticed that something was wrong and reported the situation to the empire in time.Otherwise, if those people accidentally let those weird prayers spread on the Internet, this meme virus will spread all over the world in an instant.
The Zijinhua Federation and the Dawn Empire have joined hands to cut off the network near the West Sea Islands to prevent this from happening.Now the two countries must quickly send people to block this meme virus and destroy that weird prayer song.
The rest of the information was just passed through Chu Si's mind. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the three words on the information: "...cannibal?"
After reading these three words lightly, Chu Si's thick eyelashes blinked, covering up the unpredictable light in his eyes.
Is it a cannibal? !
In the system space, System 666, which had been paddling and lying down, suddenly turned around in a hurry.Messy thoughts filled its unintelligent head.
I'm afraid of qaq... the host, the host, he won't lose control...
Although Chu Si's performance has been quite harmless after getting along with so many worlds, System 666 has not forgotten his first impression when he saw the host, let alone some of the information he read in the original world.This is also an important reason why it has always been so cowardly in front of the host.
The white ball of light circled in distress in the system space, and at the end, it didn't think of any good ideas, but it made itself dizzy.
It stumbled and fell from the midair, "pia ji" and fell onto the little sun-like world origin stone in the center of the system space.
Before System 666 floated up again, it was bounced away by a wave of mental power in disgust. At the same time, the mental fluctuations of the game from its host were transmitted in the system space.
"666, what are you doing? I have read so many novels about the system, the system is constantly upgrading and evolving over time. Why is it that you are the only one who seems to be getting more and more stupid?"
System 666: ... critical attack!Double crit!
System 666 fell into autism for a moment.
One sentence directly distracted the thinking of System 666, and Chu Si withdrew his mental power without any sense of accomplishment, and turned to look at the information in his hand.
"Well, I'm very interested in memetic viruses." After reading it through, he looked at Zhang Jinhan, the corners of his lips slightly curved, "Remember to bring me one when you leave later."
The time was urgent, and the Dawn Empire dispatched some manpower from various monitoring divisions, and rushed to Moon Island quickly.
As for Chu Si, the Dawn Empire would never let him go to such a dangerous place as the meme-infected area for a scientific research talent like him. A group of people took the battleship to Moon Island.
At this time, the entire island was already in chaos. Almost every household and every street was playing weird carols. People exchanged flesh and blood, singing solemnly and piously amidst the blood and bones all over the floor.
A handful of survivors hid in the soundproof basement, with panicked faces, waiting for rescuers to arrive.But they don't know that they have already been abandoned by others, and can only wait for the baptism of fire from rescuers.
"Now the entire Moon Island has been infected by the meme virus, including those lunatics, who are the carriers of the meme virus. Fortunately, this is only an overseas island, and fortunately, the Internet has been blocked."
On the battleship, Zhang Jinhan looked calmly at the island ahead, and at the same time said the order he had received long ago.
"Otherwise, even if all the recorded carols are destroyed, all the lunatics on the island will be killed. There is no guarantee that someone will record this song and hide it in a corner of Moon Island , Maybe one day it will spread again, causing even greater confusion..."
Although it is known that there must still be a few sober people on the island, perhaps there are people who reported to them.But the meme virus is too dangerous. If any lunatic against humanity among these people secretly memorizes the sheet music, and then spreads it all over the world after surviving... No one would dare to bear such a consequence.
Zhang Jinhan's voice was calm and cold.
"...The safest way is to completely destroy the entire Moon Island, so as to prevent this memetic virus from infecting the entire human world."
Hearing this, Chu Si understood why those people in the Dawn Empire were not firm in stopping him.Anyway, it will not enter the infected area from the beginning to the end, but will be baptized by long-range artillery fire. The risk is not high.
Seeing that Moon Island was getting closer and closer, Zhang Jinhan was about to give an order.
"Wait a minute." Chu Si stopped him suddenly, "I want to go to the island to have a look."
He took out the earplugs he had prepared for a long time, and there was a touch of expectation and curiosity in his eyes.
"As long as you don't hear that song, you'll be fine, right? Why don't we go to the island to see the actual situation first." He suggested with a smile, "Maybe there is a better solution?"
Because it is located on the border between the two countries and is one of the West Sea islands with the most developed trade, Moon Island is deeply influenced by the cultures of the two countries and has both Eastern and Western styles.
On the edge of the island, a gray and white church stands quietly.This is a church that has been passed down for more than 200 years. It is often washed by the wind and waves by the sea, and its appearance has become less conspicuous.
Over the years, weirdness has occurred frequently in various places, and extraordinary powers have been born, but this church obviously has no so-called miracles in the world, and the church has become more and more deserted.
Priest Elliott is the only priest who still sticks to the church. He was originally an orphan, but was adopted by a priest since he was a child. He grew up in the church since he was a child, and he has long regarded this place as his home.When no one came to pray, he still opened and closed the door on time every day, prayed on time, and cleaned from time to time. His daily life was ordinary and stable.Occasionally, he will also help some people who are temporarily destitute or homeless.
In the middle of the night, a storm broke out, the wind beat against the window lattice, and the sandy beach on the edge of the island was submerged by the slowly rising tide.
Father Elliot was about to close the church door when an urgent voice came from outside.
"Wait a minute! Please don't close the door for the time being—" He stopped and looked outside the door.
The moon in the sky was covered with an ominous blood color at some point.Under the slightly bleak moonlight, a travel-worn young man hastily arrived.
His whole body seemed to be wet by the wind and waves, his brown curly hair stuck to his face in locks and strands, and he was carrying a simple suitcase in his hand. When he saw the church door that had not been closed, he exaggeratedly breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh , God, this storm is really urgent!"
Seeing Father Elliott, the brown-haired, brown-eyed young man with typical features of the Bauhinia Federation, he hurriedly performed a courtesy.
"Excuse me, Mr. priest. I am a musician. I just came to this island for a trip tonight. Because of the sudden storm, I can't find a place to stay. I wonder if I can rest here for a night?"
"Of course." Father Elliot agreed without hesitation. He invited the stranger who came from afar to enter the church, "Welcome, child."
"Thank you, monsieur abbe."
"May I have a warm fire, please?" The young man sat down on the mahogany chair in the church, took off his wet coat, continued to ask politely, and complained by the way, "Oh, the damn weather is so cold!"
"of course can."
Father Elliot quickly lit the fireplace.
Next, the young man made requests to him one after another, including a clean room, a soft bed, brand new clothes, and having dinner together...Father Elliott fulfilled his requests one by one.
After dinner, Father Elliot routinely came to pray in front of the statue as usual.Young people followed his example and stood beside him praying.
The moonlight outside the window became more and more bewitching and bleak, and the blood-colored radiance reflected on the statue, which actually made the statue feel an indescribably strange feeling.The whole church seemed to be shrouded in a strange atmosphere.
"Mr. Priest..." The young man turned his head to look at him at some point, with the polite smile still on his face, and he rubbed his belly shyly, "The baked bread just now was too little, I'm Some are hungry..."
Father Elliott immediately looked at him with concern.
"Excuse me," the young man swallowed while looking at his arm, "may I cut a small piece of your arm? Just a small piece."
Father Elliot was stunned for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Okay, just a small piece."
The young man raised the knife in his hand excitedly.
……
"Excuse me, this taste is so good, I feel more hungry. I want to have another sip, is it okay?"
"Of course, boy, if it saves you from starvation."
Under the light of the bloody moon, a loving and compassionate smile appeared on the priest's face.
……
The statue of the marble statue stood tall, watching everything that happened in the church with cold and empty eyes.In the corner of the church, the record player was slowly turning, and the sacred prayer songs echoed around.
During the singing, Father Elliot's body unconsciously turned into a skeleton, and the cannibal immersed in the singing stood up amidst the fragrance of blood, with an intoxicated expression.
Listening to this sacred song, the young musician was struck with inspiration.With an obsessed expression, he wrote a music score on the wall next to the statue with his bloody fingers, along with the lyrics.
That's an adapted prayer song.Singing the priest Elliott who offered his blood and flesh for him——sacrificing his life to serve the world, this priest is the real incarnation of God.
With a frenzied look on his face, the young man knocked down the original statue mercilessly, moved up the empty and bloodshot skeleton of Father Elliot, and placed it where the statue should have been placed.Immediately, like a devout believer, he prayed devoutly in front of the brand-new "Idol" and sang the prayer hymn he adapted loudly.
"Everyone in the world is brothers and sisters, the Lord should sacrifice his life to serve the world..."
Enthralled musicians sang all night in the church, recording brand-new sacred prayers on record players.
After dawn, people passing by the church heard the new version of the holy prayer from inside, and walked in unknowingly.
Then, suddenly feeling hungry, he couldn't help asking the young people in the church: "May I have a taste of your meat?"
"of course can."
The young man with blood on his mouth showed a pitiful smile like Father Elliott's. He stretched out his arm and chanted a prayer.
"Everyone in the world is brothers and sisters, the Lord should sacrifice his life to serve the world. Honor the will of the Lord, love the world as yourself, pity the world as yourself..."
……
Soon, the entire Moon Island fell into a weird atmosphere, the cannibals and the eaten were constantly switching, and everyone went crazy unconsciously.
"...A new memetic virus has been born?"
In City D, where the Surveillance Department is located, Chu Si looked surprised.
"It's a small island in the West Sea Islands." Zhang Jinhan explained, "There was a sudden mutation there, and a brand new meme virus broke out."
"The carrier of the virus is an adapted prayer song. Once they have heard the weird prayer song, people will substitute themselves into the prayer song and sacrifice their lives to serve the gods of the world, or the world who eats the gods will take the initiative to become cannibals Or the Eater... Now that island is completely infested with the meme virus."
Having said that, Zhang Jinhan's voice became deeper and deeper.
Just these few words in the information, he can imagine the crazy and tragic situation on Moon Island.
Fortunately, someone on the island noticed that something was wrong and reported the situation to the empire in time.Otherwise, if those people accidentally let those weird prayers spread on the Internet, this meme virus will spread all over the world in an instant.
The Zijinhua Federation and the Dawn Empire have joined hands to cut off the network near the West Sea Islands to prevent this from happening.Now the two countries must quickly send people to block this meme virus and destroy that weird prayer song.
The rest of the information was just passed through Chu Si's mind. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the three words on the information: "...cannibal?"
After reading these three words lightly, Chu Si's thick eyelashes blinked, covering up the unpredictable light in his eyes.
Is it a cannibal? !
In the system space, System 666, which had been paddling and lying down, suddenly turned around in a hurry.Messy thoughts filled its unintelligent head.
I'm afraid of qaq... the host, the host, he won't lose control...
Although Chu Si's performance has been quite harmless after getting along with so many worlds, System 666 has not forgotten his first impression when he saw the host, let alone some of the information he read in the original world.This is also an important reason why it has always been so cowardly in front of the host.
The white ball of light circled in distress in the system space, and at the end, it didn't think of any good ideas, but it made itself dizzy.
It stumbled and fell from the midair, "pia ji" and fell onto the little sun-like world origin stone in the center of the system space.
Before System 666 floated up again, it was bounced away by a wave of mental power in disgust. At the same time, the mental fluctuations of the game from its host were transmitted in the system space.
"666, what are you doing? I have read so many novels about the system, the system is constantly upgrading and evolving over time. Why is it that you are the only one who seems to be getting more and more stupid?"
System 666: ... critical attack!Double crit!
System 666 fell into autism for a moment.
One sentence directly distracted the thinking of System 666, and Chu Si withdrew his mental power without any sense of accomplishment, and turned to look at the information in his hand.
"Well, I'm very interested in memetic viruses." After reading it through, he looked at Zhang Jinhan, the corners of his lips slightly curved, "Remember to bring me one when you leave later."
The time was urgent, and the Dawn Empire dispatched some manpower from various monitoring divisions, and rushed to Moon Island quickly.
As for Chu Si, the Dawn Empire would never let him go to such a dangerous place as the meme-infected area for a scientific research talent like him. A group of people took the battleship to Moon Island.
At this time, the entire island was already in chaos. Almost every household and every street was playing weird carols. People exchanged flesh and blood, singing solemnly and piously amidst the blood and bones all over the floor.
A handful of survivors hid in the soundproof basement, with panicked faces, waiting for rescuers to arrive.But they don't know that they have already been abandoned by others, and can only wait for the baptism of fire from rescuers.
"Now the entire Moon Island has been infected by the meme virus, including those lunatics, who are the carriers of the meme virus. Fortunately, this is only an overseas island, and fortunately, the Internet has been blocked."
On the battleship, Zhang Jinhan looked calmly at the island ahead, and at the same time said the order he had received long ago.
"Otherwise, even if all the recorded carols are destroyed, all the lunatics on the island will be killed. There is no guarantee that someone will record this song and hide it in a corner of Moon Island , Maybe one day it will spread again, causing even greater confusion..."
Although it is known that there must still be a few sober people on the island, perhaps there are people who reported to them.But the meme virus is too dangerous. If any lunatic against humanity among these people secretly memorizes the sheet music, and then spreads it all over the world after surviving... No one would dare to bear such a consequence.
Zhang Jinhan's voice was calm and cold.
"...The safest way is to completely destroy the entire Moon Island, so as to prevent this memetic virus from infecting the entire human world."
Hearing this, Chu Si understood why those people in the Dawn Empire were not firm in stopping him.Anyway, it will not enter the infected area from the beginning to the end, but will be baptized by long-range artillery fire. The risk is not high.
Seeing that Moon Island was getting closer and closer, Zhang Jinhan was about to give an order.
"Wait a minute." Chu Si stopped him suddenly, "I want to go to the island to have a look."
He took out the earplugs he had prepared for a long time, and there was a touch of expectation and curiosity in his eyes.
"As long as you don't hear that song, you'll be fine, right? Why don't we go to the island to see the actual situation first." He suggested with a smile, "Maybe there is a better solution?"
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