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Chapter 118 Human Studies 17┃Fearless heresy.
"If we destroy these machines, what will you say will be the consequences?" Wei Dong said.
"I think it will be backlashed." Ke Xun said.
"Is the modification of the photo considered a kind of destruction?" Wei Dong worriedly pointed to the unrecognizable photo that had been modified in Ke Xun's hand.
"It shouldn't be counted," Ke Xun said, "I haven't changed its character, at best, I just put a layer on it, and it can be wiped off with one rub, see."
"Okay," Wei Dong sighed, "I'm just worried about you. The other three laboratories have ways to deal with it. Only this laboratory..."
"Listen to Dongzi, if I also become a vegetable, don't hesitate to kill me, don't let me live and suffer." Ke Xun said.
Hearing sad, Wei Dong nodded indiscriminately.
Ke Xun didn't want to watch Wei Dong feel sorry for himself, got up and put the photo back to the original place, then stood next to Mu Yiran and watched him check the documents in his hand.
Mu Yiran tilted his head and glanced at him: "You seem to have discovered something?"
Ke Xun said the analysis just now, and then asked him: "What do you think these reproduced photos are used for?"
Mu Yiran put down the files in his hand, looked down and thought for a while, and then said lightly: "If you don't speculate about the experiment content and start from the photos themselves, how would you react when you see these photos?"
Ke Xun turned his head to look at him: "You really asked me to tell?"
Mu Yiran didn't answer, nor looked at him, just lowered his eyelids.
"I don't say that you can guess it," Ke Xun said. "But the problem is that I react like this. Others are not. I mean people with normal orientation, um... it may not include rotten girls. "
Mu Yiran suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him: "On the first night, the normal Cai Xiaoyan was unscathed; the second night, the normal Qin Ci was unscathed, but Zhang Hanrui, who was a rotten girl, became a test subject."
Ke Xun's eyes flashed: "You mean, this laboratory experiment is aimed at homosexuals and corrupt girls?"
"Or you can interpret the rotten girl as a group that agrees with or supports homosexuality," Mu Yiran added. "Further generalization is that the experiment in this laboratory is aimed at a group with heretical tendencies in sexual orientation. Here's "heresy". It refers to the category under the background of that era."
"Then what if the painters are determined to be heterosexuals? Isn't this laboratory a waste of it?" Ke Xun said.
"In fact, isn't Lab B now abolished?" Mu Yiran said, "The setting of'painting' will never leave us a dead end, and it does not mean that every difficulty is tailored for us who are painting. Customization, if you are lucky, you may be able to pass the level without harm, if you are not lucky, everyone may not even get through the first day. Remember what I told you when you entered the first painting? Even if it is a'painting' , There will be bugs, what does this mean?"
"Explain that the'painting' is not tailor-made for us, it is set in advance, and will not change due to the attributes of the painter," Ke Xun replied, "So every difficulty is a death for us people. The game is still alive. It is all luck. Of course, most of the difficulties are the game of nine deaths."
Mu Yiran nodded.
Ke Xun sighed, then sighed and smiled again: "Then we are very unfortunate, why did you and I happen to be in this D laboratory by chance? It's just in the middle of the'painting'."
Mu Yiran's face was slightly stiff, and he picked up the document in his hand and looked through it again.
Ke Xun looked at him and leaned closer and spoke in a low voice: "Yan, do you have anything you want to tell me?"
Mu Yiran didn't lift his eyelids, and said flatly: "What do you think I should tell you."
Ke Xun suddenly raised his hand to take the flashlight in Mu Yiran's hand, and turned off the light, and the place where the two of them were suddenly plunged into dim darkness.
Mu Yiran felt a sudden warmth in his ears, and Ke Xun's warm voice was sent into the ear holes in a low voice: "If we had a frontal lobe resection tonight, maybe tomorrow morning, we won't recognize each other again. Yiran. Of course, I think, life is short, especially for those of us who are in the painting, if there is today and no tomorrow, we should say what we want, do what we want, do whatever we want when we live, and there will be no regrets when we die. If I missed the good time when each other was still there, I really regretted my life."
Mu Yiran was silent in the dark. Ke Xun waited for him patiently. When I don’t know how much time passed, when Ke Xun started to feel sorry for him, he secretly sighed, thinking that he should not embarrass him, and was about to start to find a topic. When the incident turned over, I heard Mu Yiran's voice briefly and quietly: "Ke Xun."
"Yeah." Ke Xun was suddenly a little nervous. Just after licking his dry lips, he felt that one of Mu Yiran's hand came up from behind him, and then... landed on the back of his head.
... rubbed his messy hair like a dog's head, and said gently: "You talk too much, hurry up."
Ke Xun: "..."
Returning the flashlight to Mu Yiran, Ke Xun walked around and caught a glimpse of Wei Dong staring at his black-screened cell phone with a gloomy face: "The electricity is running out... I have to bring a power bank next time I get into the picture. "
Ke Xun stretched his hand into his pocket and touched his cell phone, which had no battery, suddenly remembered something, walked back to Mu Yiran and said, "There is something that I find very strange. I verbally unified the four of us last night. The action of loosening the wire head didn’t take long, and it didn’t take long before we were gagged. After that, we relied on the stopwatch on my mobile phone. The bright thing on the mobile phone screen stood in front of us. Why did you say those'things'? Isn’t it just like blocking my mouth to kill it? Just leave the phone on until the battery runs out. If I plug a power bank into my phone, wouldn’t it be such an obvious cheating that I can use it until dawn in one breath? Device, why isn’t it banned?"
Mu Yiran raised his eyes to look at him, nodding slightly: "This is a bit strange."
"Could these'things' not see the light?" Ke Xun said.
"It shouldn't be the reason," Mu Yiran gestured with his chin to the projector on another desk. "If you can't see the light, you won't use this equipment."
"Is it because the background of this painting is a long time ago, when there were no mobile phones, so these ‘things’ don’t recognize mobile phones?" Ke Xun said.
Mu Yiran pondered briefly: "This may be one of the reasons, and I have another speculation about it."
Ke Xun: "Talk about it."
Mu Yiran: "In this research institute, all the research projects are related to people. To sum it up with an inappropriate term, it is people-oriented. They study the most primitive, authentic, and natural things of people, not by people. Industrial products, technological products and so on created and transformed. So can we infer that these'things' are only sensitive to people and are not interested in other non-human substances except the equipment in the laboratory?"
"If so," Ke Xun's eyes lit up and Mu Yiran stared at him intently, "I suddenly had an idea. Doctor Qin, come here!"
Qin Ci came over: "Have you found it?"
Ke Xun took Qin Ci's shoulders and pulled him closer and lowered his voice: "Tonight, you will suffer a noise attack in Laboratory A. Yiran and I just speculated that these things may not be sensitive to technology products, so I thought about it. Maybe it can help you withstand the noise, but I don’t know if it will work."
Speaking, he took out a pair of earphones from his pocket and stuffed it into Qin Ci's hand: "My earphones have a very good sound insulation effect. When you bring them, will you have music in your phone?"
Qin Ci looked at him in amazement: "Xiao Ke, your mind is turning faster and faster. There are a few songs on my phone, all of which are slow-paced music."
"That's right," Ke Xun said, "I don't know if it can block the noise, but even if it can't block the noise, as long as there is music in the middle, it can buffer the harsh and monotonous sound. If those things are not sensitive to technology products, they should not stop you. Play music. Do you have a lot of phone battery?"
Qin Ci took a look and said, "There is still 70% left. If you only listen to music, the power consumption should not be too fast."
"It really doesn't work. Let Deng Guang and the others use it." Ke Xun said.
Qin Ci nodded: "For safety's sake, I'd better prepare, and the little girl surnamed Li, she may also need to prepare one more."
Qin Ci left to get his mobile phone, Ke Xun looked at Mu Yiran again: "I have another idea. Since those things are not sensitive to technology products, let's take a picture with the mobile phone camera at night, maybe something can be photographed. , What do you say?"
Mu Yiran nodded.
Ke Xun reached out to him: "Lend me the phone."
Mu Yiran took out and unlocked it and handed it to him. Ke Xun called up the camera and took a picture of the situation in the test room. As I saw on the first day, there were several gray figures in the room, and the whole face was also Withered and shriveled, his sluggish eyes had no emotions, but he opened a mouth like a black hole, his arms stretched out, his fingers bent, as if he was trying to escape something, and as if trying to escape something.
"You said these ‘people’ are the victims of the failed experiments mentioned in the experiment log?" Ke Xun said.
"Yes." Mu Yiran said, "I compared the numbers on their clothes with the test article numbers mentioned in the diary. Some are correct, some are not in the diary, but I think these people should all be ."
Ke Xun took a picture for a while, then suddenly said: "I'm going to the toilet." He strode out of the laboratory.
Mu Yiran put down the file in his hand, looked at a place in the darkness and meditated, and suddenly heard Zhu Haowen's voice rang beside him: "Homosexuality was considered a mental illness in the past."
"So I was taken to remove the frontal lobe in an attempt to cure these'psychiatric patients'." Mu Yiran continued indifferently.
"Will the person who painted this picture be an anti-gay person?" Zhu Haowen said, "That's why I painted Lab D in the most detailed way to express my inner aversion to homosexuals."
"It may also be a homosexual." Mu Yiran said, "Use paintings to expose and criticize."
"But I think that the background of this painting was in that era. It's impossible for homosexuals to blatantly speak out for their kind. Only those who may be against the same dare to paint like this." Zhu Haowen said.
"In any era, there is no lack of fearless heresy." Mu Yiran looked at Ke Xun who was stepping into the door, and his lips moved slightly in the darkness.