The final gentleman

The turned-over abyss of the lesion,

On the stage that all the plague masters were paying attention to,

A huge screen had already risen,

"I want to play a game. Mr. Reuben, have you heard the story of Art Kramer?"

Perhaps it was the effect of the stage, perhaps it was William's eloquence, or perhaps it was that this name would produce an almost cursed effect when pronounced in the lesion world.

Even Reuben was slightly interested.

"Tell me about it."

William on the screen immediately turned into a storyteller and started with the "birth of a malignant tumor". There was no lack of embellishment, but it was all based on objective facts.

After listening to the whole story, Reuben also felt sorry for such a malicious talent, "What a pity, if such a talent could survive and go to my evil city, it would be great."

Seeing Reuben's interest, William on the screen smiled, not like he was fighting with him at all, but like he was trying to please the boss as usual.

William patted the back of his head, "Art, come out and say hello to Lao Da."

The next second,

A kind of malice like the story description overflowed from the flat screen.

William's head twisted 180 degrees in a very strange way, and the back of his head covered by hair turned to the front, and even a high and unnatural nose bridge protruded from the hair.

As William slowly peeled off the hair with ten fingers,

a disgusting clown face emerged, and even some of the plague masters present felt a little uncomfortable.

Art kept rubbing his mouthful of uncomfortable yellow teeth, and used his tongue in his mouth to form a palm shape to greet Lao Da outside the TV.

After the simple meeting,

William wanted to turn his head back to talk to Reuben again, but there was a problem.

It seemed that Art was fighting for the initiative of the body. William couldn't turn his head back to the front at all. Even if he used both hands to pry hard, it was useless. He was accidentally bitten by Art.

However,

Reuben on the stage seemed to have gotten used to William's acting, watching the performance like a pantomime.

Finally,

William took out a pistol from the dressing room and stuffed it into Art's mouth.

Bang!

Gun smoke overflowed from his facial features, and Art was motionless at the back of his head.

William also slowly turned his head back, but a hole was also blasted out of his forehead. In order not to affect the appearance, he had to temporarily seal it with a band-aid.

"Ahem! There was a little accident, I'm really sorry!

Actually, I said so much just to explain one thing.

Art is a very remarkable existence. As a perfect controller of malignant tumors, he is not just content with the status quo. He has enough creativity. During the circus performance, he constantly broke through himself and finally created the original [Meme Virus (Meme Virus).

You know, before he came into contact with malice and did not know about literary carriers, Art was the first to create this kind of virus that does not require any biological carrier, but can be spread only through "culture" or "achieving certain conditions".

Of course,

Art himself did not realize how much potential his Joker virus had, but only used it to fully infect the lesions.

And he did not expand the way of meme transmission, which was limited to "laughter".

And I saw the potential in it, and finally won a great victory in the last performance and merged Art into my body, allowing this first-generation meme virus to combine with my Epilepsy Shell virus, which greatly broadened this The potential of the virus.

But if you want to develop it, you need to rely on more things.

It is so small, and it is obviously not appropriate to use biology as the fundamental lesion.

[Evil Circle], this force formed by emotional units and literary carriers is the best research place in my mind.

After coming to the evil circle, from the initial self-transformation to the final disaster, I have always focused on the development of memetic viruses.

I have also been exploring the essence and mystery of evil, and selected the most suitable literary carrier for the development of memetic viruses, which is exactly the videotape and image you are seeing now.

Now it is considered that the "memetic virus" has been brought to the extreme through the medium of evil, achieving the effect of 1+1 far greater than 2.

Anyone who sees the videotape will be infected at the first time and pulled into the game world by me.

I think I have achieved the extreme in this regard. As long as the individual is within the "boundary", he will inevitably be infected by the meme, and it is impossible to eliminate this influence.

To be honest,

If you had not met Lorian and had not taken this step before the Great Annihilation, you would definitely be infected now and there would be no possibility of winning~ Hey! What a pity. If I had known I would have killed Lorian before leaving the old world, there would have been no variables.

It seems that I am not evil enough, and my overall view is far from enough.

I know that with your current ability, you can easily break my field and block this interesting game by using the high-dimensional chaotic color. "

At this point, William on the screen suddenly knelt down and said with tears in his eyes:

"Woo woo woo ~ I have prepared for this final performance for too long, even if I lose, it doesn't matter! But can you please be a little more patient, try to cater to my performance as much as possible instead of directly destroying all this beauty with brute force.

In order to let the performance go on, I am willing to make the following compromises.

Lao Da, your research on the brain level is unmatched, and my disease core is directly related to the brain. For so long, I have been relying on my epilepsy brain to hide from the mental hospital's detection. I think you are also interested in my epilepsy brain.

I have overturned all the originally planned performances.

How about having a brain-level game showdown with Lao Da?

Guarantee fairness, otherwise I am willing to commit suicide on the spot. If Lao Da feels that there is something unfair, you can always interrupt the performance with your absolute strength.

What do you think of this proposal?

After all, since I became evil, you have never conducted a real strength test on me. Isn't it just right now?

If you win, I will immediately admit defeat and offer my epilepsy brain and crescent moon together. If you lose, no punishment is required, just continue to play the next game. "

"How do you want to play? "

Seeing Reuben ask this, William, who was crying just now, suddenly turned into a stifling expression.

Perhaps William's 'long speech' really had some influence on Reuben, making him willing to play the game.

Or perhaps Reuben was slightly interested and wanted to see what level William's so-called ultimate performance of evil could reach.

In addition, the duel between brains was his favorite.

Being able to obtain William's unknown research rights on the epilepsy brain and the long-sought crescent moon at the same time was also a very good reward.

After all, even Reuben was not sure that he could completely control William. If a fight really broke out, William would most likely explode, making it impossible to study the epilepsy brain, and even the hidden crescent moon could be completely swallowed by the abyss.

"Thank you, Lao Da, for accepting my game proposal! It's actually very simple. Each of us digs out a piece of brain and throws it on the scale in front of us to ensure that the brain mass is the same weight.

Then transplant the brain into a 'carrier' and let them fight each other. "

After that.

A scale appeared out of thin air on the stage, and the relevant equipment needed to cut the brain was prepared next to it.