Did the world end today?

Chapter 162 Elite Controller

Where is David Julius?

Of course, it's at the Ares ground station!
This is not a difficult logic to understand.

First, the staff of both the space station and the ground station underwent modifications using Mnemosyne technology.

Secondly, these people's memories are constantly being updated and iterated.

Finally, after each memory update, they inevitably need to perform new operations to overwrite or, in other words, lock away the previous memory.

Given this, they would necessarily need an operator to perform this "circular encryption" action.

Based on the repeated mentions of the character David Julius in the records from the space station, Lin Xu has reason to conclude that this person should be at the Ares ground station.

He must have performed the "memory lock" operation on the assault team members before the raid on Jiang Xingye began.

Only in this way can we explain why those team members, no matter how they were interrogated, did not reveal any crucial clues.

That's right.

It's even possible that David Julius was originally part of this raid.

Their interrogation of Jiang Xingye couldn't possibly be done simply through torture.

It's possible that their original plan was to take Jiang Xingye back to the Ares ground station for further interrogation.

Therefore, what I need to do is quite simple.

Depart from Zhuque-1, land on Mars, infiltrate the Ares ground station, capture David Julius, and obtain all the details about Mnemosyne technology from him!

Once this technology is deciphered, the full picture of the Lanshi Project will be revealed.

The plan is passed√!

After seeing Qin Feng off, Lin Xu leaned back in his chair with satisfaction, tilting his head back as he began to peruse the internal reports.

He has gradually developed a habit of not watching short videos during his rest time, but instead checking internal news reports.
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Honestly, this is way more enjoyable than short videos!
Clicking on the first article, it states, "Quantum communication technology is progressing smoothly. The Micius satellite has completed its first non-random experiment, achieving a breakthrough in information carrying capacity from zero to one."

Article 2 states, "The first wall material has been successfully trial-produced in the laboratory and confirmed to be usable in the filter separator, which is expected to solve the two major technical challenges at the same time."

Article 3: "The Star Travel-1 project has entered its final stage, with the launch date expected to be 16 days away."

Article 4 states, "The deployment of high-end weapons is being accelerated to prepare for the threat posed by the new alliance."

Each and every one of these was pushed forward by me.

Looking back a few months, who would have thought I could have this kind of influence?

It's like turning your hand to make clouds or rain.
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However, to be fair, I am not a person with a strong desire for power.

Although I do crave power in many situations and will try to acquire it through various means.

But I have never regarded power as a "value attribute".

If you try to imagine yourself "abusing your power to bully others," or someone who becomes all-powerful and arrogant after reaching a high position, you won't feel any satisfaction.

Even if one reaches the highest point, one will only think about how to change the world little by little, and how to realize the "functionality" of power in practice.

Power is a tool, not an end result, for him.

Perhaps this is the difference between butterflies and killer bees.

Perhaps that's why the bracelet chose itself instead of Zhou Yue?

After looking around, Lin Xu turned off the security device.

He raised his hand and glanced at the bracelet; the only number on it was a flashing "1".

It's impossible to re-enter the bracelet world; you'll have to wait until at night.

What about this afternoon?
Just get some rest.

After taking a nap, I'll continue working on the technical aspects.

There are so many things to do, we can't relax even for a moment.

Lin Xu went into the lounge, set his alarm, and lay down on the bed.

A moment later, he fell into a dream.

He was dreaming again.

This time, he dreamed of
It was a little girl, a little girl who was only a little over a meter tall.

It was a sea.

A sea that Lin Xu had never seen before, crystal clear and pale blue.

Lin Xu recognized it as a lagoon.

So, in this dream, I am in Mauritius?

Is this little girl Ayana?

In the distance, Ayana sat by the sea, holding a small wooden shovel in one hand and a tattered bucket in the other, scooping sand into the bucket.

The bucket was quickly filled, and she turned it upside down, fixing the sand in place and forming an oval shape.

Then, she stumbled and ran towards the coconut grove behind the beach, and searched for a long time in the grass next to the coconut grove, finally finding a few sticks.

She stuck the sticks into the oval-shaped sand, took a box of matches out of her pocket, and seemed to want to light the sticks.

But it was obvious that those damp sticks on the beach could not be set on fire.

She tried several times, until she had struck all the matches, but still couldn't light the stick.

Her small face showed a mixture of frustration and sadness, but this sadness was quickly replaced by an almost morbid ecstasy.

She suddenly stood up and started singing and dancing around the sand cake. Lin Xu realized that she was singing the Hindi version of Happy Birthday.

so.
Is this one of her childhood birthdays from her memories?
Lin Xu stepped forward to talk to Ayana, but he was surprised to find that he seemed to be transparent in front of her.

She is completely unable to see herself, nor is she disturbed by herself.

She just kept singing and dancing by herself, as if she had completely forgotten all her troubles.

Lin Xu couldn't help but laugh.

People are easily influenced by the emotions of others, especially in dreams.

Although Ayana in the real world is Zhou Yue's "accomplice," and may even be the mastermind behind the destruction of the world, she is still a child and does indeed possess a certain innocence.

In the distance, the sky gradually darkened, and the setting sun sank towards the horizon where the sea meets the sky.

Ayana, mesmerized by the sunset, sat quietly beside the sand cake.

Immediately afterwards, a string of fierce curses came from her mouth.

Lin Xu was dumbfounded.

Although he couldn't understand what Ayana was cursing, he knew that the words coming out of her mouth were definitely not nice.

At this moment, Ayana, whose face still had a bit of baby fat, had an extremely ferocious expression.

A thought flashed through Lin Xu's mind in an instant: He was possessed by a ghost.
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No.

It's not possession by a ghost.

She seems to be
Schizophrenia? ?
Ayana's reaction immediately confirmed Lin Xu's guess.

She began to talk to herself.

Throughout the conversation, Hindi and English were constantly switched, seemingly to comfort the "main personality" who only had a sand cake for her birthday.

Lin Xu felt a chill run down his spine.

He watched quietly, distinguishing them one by one.

But the dream became increasingly blurry.

I am getting further and further away from Ayana.

5.

6.

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In the moments before consciousness fades and one falls completely into sleep.

Lin Xu has already identified seven different personalities.

7!
Meanwhile, at Tianhe Airport.

Two men dressed in casual clothes disembarked from the plane and passed through security smoothly.

They left the airport, queued for a taxi, and gestured like ordinary tourists for two minutes before finally getting the driver to understand their destination.

The hotel at our destination was located far from the airport and in a very remote area.

Throughout the journey, the two of them were constantly fiddling with their phones that couldn't connect to the internet and their Alipay accounts that couldn't be linked to their bank cards.

It wasn't until the taxi arrived at its destination that one of the two finally connected to the internet, turned on the hotspot, and used Alipay, which the other person could use, to pay the driver.

Seeing their predicament, the driver said "lousy foreigners" with a mix of amusement and pity. Then, displaying the demeanor of a great nation, he got out of the car and led them through a maze of turns to the hotel, and helped them check in.

The two foreigners were naturally very grateful. Before entering the room, they even took a selfie with the driver and told him they would post his act of kindness on YouTube.

But after the room door closed, the man who took the selfie immediately deleted the video from his phone.

And their expressions changed in the blink of an eye.

"shield."

The man spoke Spanish. Upon hearing his instructions, his companion immediately opened his suitcase, fumbled around for a moment, and then nodded to indicate that he had finished.

At this moment, the man who had just taken a selfie finally relaxed.

He slumped back on the sofa, exhaled, and said:

"Aidero, what exactly do you think we're trying to do?"

"A flight of more than ten hours, a dilapidated hotel, and an operation with an unclear objective."

Are these tasks really meaningful?

"The operation against David Julius has completely failed."

"The outcome is already decided; there's nothing we can do about it."

"If that's the case, why are we wasting our time coming here?"

Upon hearing his words, the man named Edro shrugged.

"I don't know, Roger. I don't know either."

"But even if we don't come now, they'll be sent over in a while, right?"

"I've heard that the Lanzhou Stone Project is not going well."

"All the key informants have been caught, including Killer Bee and Mnemosyne."

"Although they are basically safe for now, no one can guarantee what might happen to them in the future."

"Headquarters has given orders to prepare for tough measures—and we are part of those so-called tough measures."

"If this large-scale operation fails again, we will have no choice but to resort to war."

"war?"

Roger sat up straight.

"Has it already progressed to this point?"

"Who knows?"

Edro shrugged.

"In fact, if it were just a killer bee, it might not be that serious."

"According to the briefing we received earlier, the killer bee can be traded for chips, and he will come back to our side sooner or later."

"But the Goddess of Memory is different. If even she is damaged, then the Lan Shi Project can basically be declared over."

"Too."

Roger nodded slightly, then asked:
"So what exactly is so special about this so-called goddess of memory?"

Is she more special than a killer bee?

"At present, of course."

Edro solemnly replied:

"Killer Bees only possess some advanced information, but the Goddess of Memory is a genuine 'superhuman'."

"Of course, that's an exaggeration."

"In reality, she is an elite controller."

"We must take her back, or at least find a way to get rid of her."

"clear."

Roger nodded at first, then suddenly asked:

"But what the hell are elite controllers? AIDS?"

"You really need to get your head cleaned up."

Edro replied helplessly:

"It's not AIDS."

"It's dissociative identity disorder!"

(End of this chapter)