Ash Civilization

Digital virus incubation period? !

Zhou Zhen was stunned for a moment. He dreamed about mathematics, had a headache...these symptoms were exactly the same as his current situation!

He immediately thought of something and immediately checked the browser's search history.

Soon, a search history appeared in Zhou Zhen's sight: How long is the incubation period of digital viruses?

This is a piece of information that the original owner of his current body once searched on the Internet... The original owner of the body is a digital infected in the incubation period!

Zhou Zhen's brows gradually furrowed and he immediately clicked on the search record.

The web page jumps and the search results are quickly displayed: The incubation period of digital viruses is up to one month.

a month...

Zhou Zhen put down the mouse and leaned back in his chair.

He thought he was no longer sick, but now it seems... like the original owner of his body, he is a patient in the incubation period of the digital virus!

He still has a lifespan of one month at the longest and less than a day at the shortest!

Moreover, even if he can live for another month...

Don't talk about digital viruses. Normally, even if you get cancer and only have one month to live, the patient can only hope desperately for a miracle to happen!

The digital virus is a mathematical law weapon that far exceeds that of earth civilization!

It is countless times more terrifying than any terminal disease in human history!

This matter must be told to Dad immediately!

That underground clinic didn't cure his disease, and he needs to know more clues about the digital virus!

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhen immediately stood up and walked out of his room.

The whole house was quiet, nothing had changed in the living room, and the half-stubbed cigarette from yesterday still remained in the ashtray on the coffee table.

Looking at the half cigarette, Zhou Zhen immediately understood that from yesterday morning until 6 o'clock this morning, Dad had not come home all day and night.

Is it because of the phone call Dad answered yesterday?

Or is Dad performing a mission?

Thinking in his mind, Zhou Zhen picked up the phone, turned to Dad in the contacts, and dialed directly.

Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please call again later...

When the call failed, Zhou Zhen hung up the call, stuffed his cell phone into his trouser pocket, and walked towards the door.

The matter of digital virus cannot be postponed!

Dad is a security guard. Now that the phone can't be reached, he goes directly to the unit to find him!

While I was changing my shoes in the entrance, a pleasant sound of music sounded along with the voice of Little Z from the smart home system: Master, you have a visitor!

Zhou Zhen was startled, is Dad back?

Just as he was thinking about it, he immediately saw an electronic screen appearing on the wall next to him. The screen clearly showed the situation outside the door.

In the elevator hall outside the door, there were two figures in navy blue uniforms, but there was no Dad.

There were two figures, one old and one young. The older one was about the same age as Zhou Jianqiang, and the younger one looked a few years older than Zhou Zhen. Both of them looked very serious.

Looking at the familiar uniform, Zhou Zhen was confused, but he quickly opened the door.

After the door opened, before he could ask, the older security guard had already spoken first: Xiao Zhou, right? Your dad had a car accident last night and is now being treated in the hospital. Come with us and sign.

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Sheriff's Department.

The sun shines through the thin clouds and through the large floor-to-ceiling glass windows, illuminating the entire building magnificently.

Along with the pleasant electronic sound, the protective force field surrounding the building began to identify the flying cars inside.

Floor 201.

The black portal is located at the end of the corridor. Even if you come out of the dedicated elevator, you need to pass through five gates to enter.

The cameras, scanners, and monitors all over the corridor...are constantly flashing a faint cold light.

Behind the door, the entire row of curtains facing the door was tightly drawn, blocking the rising sun.

This is an office with an area of ​​about two hundred square meters. There is a set of tables and chairs placed in front of the curtains. The walls on both sides are not decorated, but weapons of different shapes are hanging out of thin air.

Most of the weapons have the shape of firearms, and a few are cold weapons or auxiliary tools. All these weapons are full of unique beauty, elegant and violent.

Team Lu was still wearing his dark green camouflage training uniform and was sitting in a swivel chair.

On the desk in front of him were two pieces of paper.

At this moment, he was looking through one of them carefully.

On the already somewhat old-looking paper, lines of text were clearly recorded: ...Langyun Waterfront, High-tech Zone, Binhai City.

...Due to municipal planning and construction, it was demolished in 2087 and converted into a Central Park.

All residents in the community will be demolished...

Room 2501, Building 17, Langyun Shui'an, owner Fu Shangjing.

Team Lu stared at the information in front of him in silence for a long time, then turned to look at another document on the table.

Another document has been opened, revealing a form.

In the upper left corner of the form, there is a line of small words: Out of Control Numbers (Unknown Level).

The following is a line-by-line record: Double-slit man, Mathematician, Doctor Ashes, Dr. An...

Captain Lu took the two pieces of information and read them again and again. After a while, he put them down and looked up at the computer screen in front of him.

The borderless display lights up, and the awakened computer immediately opens the main interface.

The mouse moved and a video was quickly clicked.

The video is in night light mode, and the scene is very dark and there doesn't seem to be any light source.

Different shades of gray outline a spacious basement, with lines crisscrossing the ceiling, and red and green ribbons fluttering along the air-conditioning from time to time.

On the ground below, rows of morgues were neatly arranged.

On every morgue lay an upright corpse.

From the angle of the camera, these corpses were of both men and women, with different clothes. Since their heads were all covered with dark plastic bags, it was impossible to determine the specific identity of each person.

In the upper left corner of the lens, data such as time, temperature, humidity, etc. are displayed... This is a surveillance video.

Time passed slowly, and the video played for one minute. There was no change in the entire morgue.

Suddenly, a corpse in the middle of the morgue violently tore open the plastic bag covering its head like a madman!

At the same time, the video signal seemed to be subject to some kind of interference for an instant, and the picture quality suddenly became much blurry.

On the originally clear screen, horizontal lines began to fluctuate.

Especially the corpse with the plastic bag torn open. The torn plastic bag was hung casually around the other person's neck, but above the neck, there were all wavy black and white horizontal lines, as if there was something wrong with the old TV. Nothing could be seen clearly, and it was completely impossible to distinguish the specific appearance of the corpse.

Immediately afterwards, an old-fashioned mobile phone on the morgue not far away suddenly rang.

Centered on that mobile phone, the entire video showed dense horizontal and vertical fluctuations.

The scene shook violently like a big stone was thrown into the water.

The video continues to play, but the strong signal interference makes it difficult to see the real scene clearly.

At this time, the corpse with the plastic bag torn off sat up from the morgue and picked up the mobile phone on the morgue next to it...

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