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Artificial intelligence's thought process is truly unpredictable, but I quite like this style. Rather than being numbed by the pain of witnessing death, it's better to bless the dead and the living.
"Do you have any dietary restrictions? I mean, can artificial intelligence get drunk in a champagne barrel?"
The idea of avoiding opening bottle caps with your hands reminds me of Olga and others.
A probe descended from the ceiling, and a holographic projection of champagne appeared on the table.
"Many of your ideas are quite creative, so let's celebrate together."
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Chapter 191 The Woodcutter.
The pale purple corridor had no fancy decorations, only the doors at both ends displaying the constantly changing current time.
Du Jue easily opened the door to the intelligence department and looked up to see an employee who was tied up and anxiously explaining loudly.
"Minister! Why are you suddenly erasing my memories? I don't want to suddenly lose my memory; that feeling of being lost and disoriented is like missing a piece of a puzzle!"
The employee struggled, but was quickly subdued by the others.
Gabriel, standing with his arms crossed, simply urged, "Have you forgotten the rules? Unstable elements need to be controlled immediately. It seems I need to report your names to the disciplinary department as well."
Even the clerical staff who were organizing the data all lowered their heads silently, and the sound of typing on the keyboard became much quieter.
Your mission is to provoke the Minister of Intelligence; this is part of the plan, so please don't hesitate.
This minister's style of doing things was even more radical and ruthless than Ilya's, which made Du Jue feel troubled, not to mention that Angela had assigned him such outrageous work.
However, the cognitive distortion resistance of L Company's employee talent might make him immune to so-called memory erasure.
“Du Jue, I have your information. Go to the containment chamber 0-05-30 in ten minutes.”
Gabriel handed a small tape recorder to Du Jue, saying, "There will be a resident employee there."
“Enter the cubicle, play the recording in its entirety, and if the other party asks you to turn it off midway, execute them on the spot.”
Gabriel offered no explanation, turning to the dejected man who entered the intelligence department. "Daniel, regardless of your coffee preference, you should display the demeanor befitting a minister when you enter this department."
Daniel, holding his coffee cup, didn't argue. His messy blue short hair made him seem indifferent. "That's not important. What's important is the observation and consultation records from the Welfare Department. Hopefully, this will be helpful to the Intelligence Department."
"I have sent you all the data. Please check it."
Even though Daniel spoke softly, Gabriel was still furious: "Don't you have anything else to do as minister? You actually came here in person for such a trivial matter."
"The welfare department is indeed quite relaxed, considering my department is just a warehouse for endorphins and regenerable ampoules. Of course, we also protect the lives of the company's most precious employees~"
Daniel finished his coffee and began searching for the intelligence department's coffee machine.
An alarm sounded as the aliens attempted to escape.
Daniel scratched his head. "Looks like there's something wrong with your department."
"enough."
Gabriel looked back at Du Jue, who was waiting in line. "Your previous task is on hold. Now go and escort this minister back to his own department."
It seems this guy's relationship with the other ministers is just so-so.
Du Jue nodded and led Daniel out of the intelligence department, but in his mind he was thinking about how to provoke Gabriel.
It's hard to imagine that I, as an employee, could anger such a cold-blooded guy who has worked at Lobotomy Corporation for years.
Is there anything special about you?
Daniel, with faint dark circles under his eyes, looked at Du Jue and said, "Gabriel wouldn't be trying to get revenge on me, would he? I don't want to be killed by an Abnormality."
Although he said he was scared, he still followed Du Jue in a dejected manner.
Du Jue didn't answer at all, because within the intelligence department's territory, not only Angela and the supervisor, but also Gabriel were definitely watching him.
Boom!
The enormous metal robot swung a giant axe and smashed through the thick iron door of the containment chamber. Its exposed metal chest cavity was a bloody mess, with only fragments of Lobotomy Corporation uniforms visible through it.
【F-05-32 The enthusiastic woodcutter】
After escaping, the aberration will wander slowly, killing any employees it encounters. The woodcutter will then fold the employee's corpse into the shape of a heart and stuff it into the chest, after which all damage will be restored.
Action Recommendation: Long-Range Firepower Suppression
"Evacuate! All civilian personnel return to the intelligence department!"
Du Jue and Daniel quietly slipped away from the office workers who were still carrying folders and file folders, leaning against the wall.
Several employees who rushed over from the other end of the corridor immediately took control of the scene, using EGO to barely stop the Iron Woodman. "Everyone, stop panicking! Stay away from the anomaly! Violators will be executed immediately."
Bang!
The monstrous axe, larger than an iron gate, slammed into the ground. Du Jue felt his heart tremble violently, and an indescribable fear washed over him, just like when he was a child facing a dark corridor.
"Ugh! What is that?!"
"No! Don't press down on me!"
Most of the civilian staff were immediately gripped by fear, which surprised Du Jue, who instinctively shielded Daniel behind him.
Isn't this just a larger robot? Even if an Abnormality is powerful, it shouldn't cause people to collapse just by looking at it, right?
"I said, do you really intend to let me stand here and be killed by the anomaly?"
Daniel stuffed his coffee cup into the pocket of his blue coat, looking at the unharmed Du Jue with a puzzled expression. "I'm still quite afraid of pain."
Immediately, two irrational office workers started running around haphazardly.
Gabriel's cold command came through the pager on Du Jue's waist: "Du Jue, send all those administrative and welfare ministers back to the intelligence department. Take control of those who have gone out of control. You can use methods including knocking them unconscious, dismembering them, and execution."
"Attention all civilian staff: Do not be killed by aliens."
Before Du could respond, a civilian employee who had heard the minister's order screamed in terror: "Shut up! You're a madman, you're no different from those inhuman anomalies!"
"What kind of bullshit discipline is this! I can't take it anymore, I don't care about anything anymore!"
Du Jue, who had just shoved Daniel back into the intelligence department, turned around and saw that the clerk was actually running towards the anomaly. His expression immediately changed and he stepped forward.
Gladiator exoskeleton!
Holding the Thorn Spear, Du Jue slashed it hard across his right arm armor, immediately tearing open the white exoskeleton and causing numerous bleeding wounds. Heat surged through his chest.
The hidden dragon should not be used!
The world suddenly slowed down. Du Jue reached out and pulled the frantically running employee to the ground, then pulled out the crusher and bravely blocked the massive woodcutter's heavy axe.
Boom!
The piercing metallic sound echoed down the corridor, forcing the fleeing office workers to cover their ears in agony.
Du Jue, whose heat had completely dissipated, felt time return to normal, but Gabriel's reprimand came through the pager: "Du Jue, don't do anything outside of orders. This isn't the control room; I don't allow employees to act on impulse."
“Minister, I kept silent because I thought you were a rational superior.”
The activation of the blood pump prevented the woodcutter's axe from deflecting again, and he raised his hand to stab the thorn spear into the other's open chest. "But now it seems that you are no different from Minister Ilya, blindly self-centered. As the Minister of Intelligence, you have not even grasped the most basic intelligence."
Tear it apart!
The corpse's heart inside the metal chest cavity was ripped apart by the thorn spear, and blood, foam, and bone fragments splattered onto the astonished faces of the other employees.
"If you truly understand my capabilities, then there is only one simple and efficient way to solve this problem!"
Crunch!
He blocked the approaching giant axe with his spear, but the alloy floor beneath him began to dent and twist.
"Then let me handle it!"
A series of bright orange fire-shaped marks suddenly covered the woodcutter's chest, then burst open violently.
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Chapter 192 Music.
The steelworker knelt on the ground, his moss-covered left arm groping back and forth in the empty chest cavity left by the explosion, his cold body revealing a kind of despair of loss.
The three employees who intercepted the vehicle immediately reported to Gabriel and then began applying for re-inclusion.
After the abnormality was put back into the containment chamber, the civilian staff in the affected corridor gasped for breath, as if they were unable to resist the mental pollution brought by the abnormality because they did not have EGO equipment.
Du Jue breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that perhaps such reckless behavior would anger the minister, but he heard the other party's calm voice: "Du Jue, I will reassess your abilities as you said. Now bring your administrative assistant Cai Xu to my office."
Du Jue glanced at the Crusher and the Thorn Spear in his hand, feeling that they were almost stained red. He would have to clean them carefully when he had time.
Putting away his weapon, Du Jue reached out and picked up Cai Xi, who had returned to normal. Cai Xi trembled, probably thinking about what she had done before.
"Oh no, am I going to have my memory erased like Wesley?! No, I'll be sent to the disciplinary department!"
Cai Xi had just started crying out in sorrow, but the cold command from his pager silenced him.
Office of the Minister of Intelligence.
"An intelligence officer is dead. Supervisor, did you really notice the anomaly breaching containment?"
Even when facing his supervisor, Gabriel still maintained an aggressive demeanor, making Du, who was helping Cai Xi in, sigh that this guy was probably the most pressure-inducing person among the department heads.
Gabriel shut down his communication with his supervisor, his scrutinizing gaze falling on the panicked, bowed-headed Cai Xi, before turning to Du Jue. "Judging from the successful suppression, I do need to know more about you, but that's no excuse for you to disobey orders."
"Therefore, this is prohibited. You will need to go to the Disciplinary Department tomorrow. As for you, Jae-hee, you violated the discipline regarding dealing with anomalies and should be punished, but I need you to do a new job."
Gabriel pulled out a thick folder and placed it on the table. "The latest anomaly response manual has been compiled, but I still need firsthand experience and feedback. Take it back, collect suggestions from the corridor staff, and refine it. Finish it before the end of the day."
Du Jue was a little surprised by this treatment. He didn't care if he went to the disciplinary department himself, since Angela would cover for him anyway. However, the minister actually let Jae Hee off the hook.
After Cai Xi hurriedly left with the folder, Gabriel looked Du Jue up and down and asked, "Do you know why that employee named Wesley this morning needed to have his memory erased? Even though he didn't do anything wrong."
"do not know."
"So, do you want to know why I did this?"
Gabriel pulled his sweater collar up to completely cover his neck and watched the office worker on the monitor resume his work.
"Do not want to."
Gabriel looked at Du Jue with some surprise, and unusually gave his approval, "Hmm, your professional skills are indeed very good. It seems that I did not have the ability to judge people before."
"The intelligence department is not only responsible for collecting and summarizing intelligence on employees and anomalies, but also for destroying intelligence that could lead to the situation spiraling out of control. There is no need for extra emotions here; you just need to bury them deep and work as coldly as a machine."
Du Jue, who had been listening silently, began to understand. This guy wasn't as cold and ruthless as he had imagined. At least he didn't treat employees as disposable expendables. Perhaps his cold and hard style was just due to the special nature of the intelligence department's work.
Gabriel withdrew his gaze from Du Jue and pointed to Daniel, who was sitting in an office chair blowing on the steam from his coffee, and said calmly, "Du Jue, now continue with your previous tasks. I will arrange work that matches your abilities for you next."
0-05-30 containment room.
After sending Daniel back to the welfare department, Du Jue quickly entered the incubation room and immediately saw the information provided by Angela.
【0-05-30 Singing Machine】
The phonograph machine is a large, rectangular industrial meat grinder that causes nearby employees to jump in and die, before it starts operating and producing addictive music.
Symptoms of infection by the alien "singing machine":
1. Infected employees will bring other employees into the "Karaoke Machine" containment unit for various reasons and in various ways.
2. Infected employees will have symptoms of dilated pupils.
3. Infected employees will experience a significant decline in attention and cognitive abilities.
4. Infected employees will resist other music.
Action Recommendation: Perform memory erasure on infected individuals as soon as possible.
After reviewing the detailed information, Du Jue finally realized what was going on. Perhaps Wesley had come across the relevant information that morning, which was why he had to undergo memory erasure. After all, revealing such intelligence would likely only cause the employees to suspect each other, and it was impossible to explain the details to them.
Only by maintaining confidentiality can information about infection symptoms be used to efficiently screen for infected individuals.
Click.
As the play button on the small recorder was pressed, a piece of classical instrumental music began to play.
Upon entering the cubicle, Du Jue saw the music player holding a work log, who was clearly immediately drawn to his music.
"Turn it off. This isn't a time for you to play around during work hours. What's coming next is very dangerous."
He earnestly urged them to stop, but it was unclear whether he was referring to stopping the act of playing music or the music itself.
Stop thinking about it, because the minister's order was to execute the person who asked him to stop the music, not to take them away to have their memories erased.