Chapter 366: Evolution of Thoughts
“The first rule is to gather!”
Under the dim chandelier, there are employees lined up in a neat queue.
“The second rule is to assemble!”
Both men and women, these twenty-seven workers all had shaved heads. They wore uniform blue production uniforms and stood with their hands behind their backs. Standing upright, with a serious look on his face, he shouted loudly.
"The third rule, no problem!"
They chanted over and over again towards the wall painted in bright red with an enlarged version of the "X" symbol. Even though his voice gradually started to become hoarse due to the continuous high-pitched voice, he showed no intention of stopping or slowing down.
Click, click.
Amidst the shaking sound, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded at the end of the iron mesh corridor on the second floor of the factory building.
In the not-so-bright light, a thin man wearing the same style of production work clothes, but the color is red, slowly walked out of the shadows.
He stood in the aisle, looking down at the twenty-seven employees below.
The moment the slender man appeared, these employees turned around in unison and faced the former.
"Mr. Xu He!"
It seemed to be some kind of organizational gesture. They crossed their arms in front of them and roared solemnly.
“The first rule is to gather!”
"The second rule, for gathering!"
"The third rule, no problem!"
".Very good."
Level 3 Researcher, No. Second Ring [Consensus], Xu He spoke like this.
He held on to the iron railing and slowly scanned everyone's face. Everyone was so serious, and beneath the seriousness, fanaticism was burning deep in each pair of prosthetic eyes.
"You are losers, inferior goods, every one of you. From top to bottom, from the inside to the outside."
"You have been defeated again and again in the eight-year compulsory education. In the future, the ranking will always be backward, backward, backward. In the end, you will not be qualified to advance to the 'academy' and can only devote yourself to the 'workshop' - you should be like this."
"Because you are mentally retarded and your thinking is weak. , logic is stupid and useless. What the 'school' needs is the most talented people, so how can it pay even the slightest attention to you? Even the most talented people only have a small chance to move towards the future. Knowledge. ”
“Join the ‘workshop’, receive vocational and technical education, and become a qualified employee. This is the only way you can use your miserable body to create some value. ”
Xu He's tone had no ups and downs, only the same coldness.
Listening to these words, the employees gritted their teeth, but still stood upright.
“——But is this right?”
Xu He’s tone suddenly rose.
"Those researchers who came from academies enjoy abundant material quotas and are luxurious and comfortable! But what about you! Workers who came from workshops work hard every day, but they only get a small amount of material quotas! We eat synthetic ointments and sleep in collective rooms!”
“Listen, ‘Everything is for the future.’ How long has the Academic Council deceived us with this slogan? It was like this in the past, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future? So! ”
"Is it because you don't have the so-called talent? You don't know anything about those bullshit physics, chemistry, information technology - those nonsense things? But is the only talent in this world to be a researcher?"
There was a startling sound of "clang".
Xu He punched the iron fence, then stretched out his index finger and pointed sharply at one of the employees below.
"Look at Zhang Xing, who knew that deep down in the heart of a machinist, there is actually the dream of a pilot?"
The employee called "Zhang Xing" is a A thin man, his right arm was replaced with an engineering prosthesis in order to better adapt to mechanical processing. There are no fancy paints or simulated anthropomorphic designs. This is a purely functional prosthetic limb.
The Academic Council encourages and is willing to advance the amount of materials consumed to allow employees to implant functional prosthetics corresponding to their job types.
After being named by Xu He, the "Zhang Xing" immediately raised his head and looked directly at Xu He with uncontrollable excitement.
"Then what? Because during the test, Zhang Xing's judgment, three-dimensional spatial imagination, and suitability of the flight control prosthesis were somewhat poor, and he was judged to be unqualified, so he continued to fly in this life. Vehicles are no longer possible?"
"It's so sad."
"The nine holy sects keep saying that everything is for the future, so they must exhaust all resources and invest in concepts, theories and technology. research. They say they want to lead everyone into the future, but this is completely false. ”
"Moving towards the future? No, there is no 'everyone' in the eyes of the Holy Sects. They are entirely for their own selfish desires - you and me, we are the real collective!"
Below The man roared angrily.
"The first rule, for gathering!"
"The second rule, for gathering!"
"The third rule, no problem!" Xu He said slowly.
"I will give you dignity. True dignity."
"Remember, 'unknown number', this is the code name of your waiting, the omen of your waiting. Why is it just eight years of education? The test will divide our future and generate the only solution?"
The people below crossed their arms again and shouted slogans.
After three times in a row, Xu He nodded: "Go ahead and continue to complete today's task. Polish the steel pipe to a sharp point, make the saw blade chirp, and lubricate the prosthetic limbs."
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"To... gather."
So they dispersed in an orderly manner and ran towards their mission locations.
Xu He was still leaning on the iron fence, watching all this.
——Mediocre people.
Then, the man thought indifferently.
Don't blame them for not being able to go to school in the past.
No, do they really have any thoughts at all?
A closed environment, a united goal, an authoritative leader, some strict discipline, plus a little deliberately designed to cater to words and ideas.
In just half a month, the ideas and concepts that these people have shaped over the past thirty or forty years have been easily reshaped by themselves. This is no more difficult than kneading a piece of plasticine.
Excessive, excessive.
In order to ensure the accuracy of the experiment, I did not use the [Consensus] psychic power to tamper with the thoughts of any research sample, but only secretly spied on their true thoughts.
Original thirty research samples, now twenty-seven research samples.
When the thoughts of "for the collective" and "the unknown" began to run wild, the three employees who either directly opposed it or pretended to cater to it, but actually did not believe it in their hearts, when they announced that they would give this When this kind of traitor is punished, no one will object. No one will object sincerely.
Kill them.
Xu He recalled what happened five days ago.
I wanted to confirm the extent of the "thought evolution" of the research samples and what stage they had reached. So I slightly increased the intensity of the experiment.
Listen to your order.
Hesitation, a brief hesitation.
Then someone took action, and the sharpened steel pipe was inserted straight into the chest of the "traitor", like a drowned fish, its mouth opened and closed, and red bubbles bubbled out.
I felt that at that time, looking at this scene, the other party was suddenly startled, as if he had fallen into the bottom of confusion.
So I applauded.
So everyone applauded.
So the confusion and confusion dissipated in an instant, turning into pure excitement.
What's even more outrageous is that when he announced yesterday that he wanted everyone to sharpen their weapons and then launch a rebellion against the Knowledge Council, everyone still obeyed fanatically without any objection.
Having no thoughts of his own, not knowing right from wrong, letting others play with him
Xu He stood motionless and indifferent, but within the field of vision of his prosthetic eyes, he was typing in the experiment log through the brain-computer interface's "consciousness" direct transmission function of converting "text".
This social and psychological experiment is coming to an end.
Alas, if there are casualties, a report will have to be submitted at that time. The memories and thoughts of these research samples will have to be debugged one by one and corrected back to the correct state after the experiment, which is troublesome.
The only thing worthy of consolation is probably that there was no problem in the project [Experiment on Thought Transmutation Based on Plasticity Theory], and it was considered smooth.
Pa, bang, bang.
A clear sound of clapping suddenly sounded in the factory.
Xu He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
My consciousness has been dispersed for a long time. How come there is a clapping sound out of nowhere?
In the next moment, this stunned spirit turned into awakening vigilance.
——Enemy attack? !
I saw a man dressed as a tourist walking in from the main entrance of the factory.
The other party stopped clapping and smiled at himself.
"I also want to join your, uh, unknown number. Can you help me with the procedures?"
(End of this chapter)