Chapter 3738 The Daily Life of the Savior

Chapter 3737 Daily Life of the Savior

Faced with everyone's doubts, Angell still explained a few words.

"Henrietta is infected with a special mutant virus. Once she dies, she will be infected and counterattack immediately. Including those who were infected before, they will also mutate because of this..."

Under the influence of the nightmare, everyone did not question Angell's words.

They even remained rational and thought along Angell's lines. - Of course, rationality comes from Angell's suppression of their emotions. After all, the end of the world is coming, and letting emotions run wild may lead to the spread of panic.

It's just...

Connors: "If it's really as you said, then there shouldn't be any problem for us to discuss the lockdown measures, right?"

Angel glanced at Connors: "There's no need to discuss, because no matter how much you lock down, even if you lock down the entire care center, it's still useless."

Connors asked in confusion: "Why? Is the lockdown not tight enough?"

Angel did not explain that he had already used Nightmare to lock down once, but took this opportunity to say: "The lockdown itself is fine, but your current lockdown is too late."

"Too late?"

Angel nodded: "As far as I know, most of the mutant viruses are still in the care center, but there are still 7%... a small amount of viruses that have leaked out."

"So." Angel looked around at everyone: "I need your help now, help me find out which channel the virus leaked from?"

After listening to Angel's question, the chief doctors present were actually still confused.

Including Connors, they all didn't understand: "If the mutant virus has already leaked, then is it too late for us to make up for it now?"

After all, the virus is not a wooden man, it won't wait for you to catch it.

However, in the face of Connors' doubts, Angell said confidently: "It's not too late now."

"Although I don't know the specific mechanism yet,... as long as Henrietta is not dead, the mutated strange virus will not spread on a large scale."

"If the infected are found and sealed in time, it is possible to stop this doomsday virus."

After listening to Angell's story, both Connors and other doctors began to think about the possible infection loopholes.

Seeing this scene, regardless of what Angell thought, Turing was very surprised anyway.

If it were normal, they would never believe what the master said immediately, let alone get things on track so quickly, work together to find the 7% of lost progress.

Turing turned his head to look at Angell, and the little expression on the "TV screen" was full of admiration.

But soon, it showed obvious loss again.

Even above the small golden TV, there were three more black lines.

Such an emotional transformation naturally attracted Angell's attention.

"Turing, you look disappointed?"

Turing tilted his head: "Disappointed? I don't know if this is disappointment, I just feel a little regretful."

"Regret for what?"

Turing used his newly enlightened mind and began to use the rare emotional language of AI: "I regret that I can't help the master."

Angel smiled and patted the mini antenna of the small TV: "Don't forget your job. Your job is to integrate information and create variety shows, not to save the world with me here."

"As long as you play a role in your job, you don't need to feel regretful."

Turing continued to tilt his head: "But, in addition to my job, I also regret that many people can't see the master's achievements."

Angel was stunned for a moment and chuckled: "Are you feeling sorry for me, the 'unknown savior'?"

Turing nodded obediently: "Yes."

Angel: "It doesn't matter. I don't care about these false names."

Especially, this is just a copy. The false names in the copy are not too important.

Seeing that Angel had turned his head and listened to the conversations of others, Turing's expression slowly settled.

About five minutes later, the doctor seemed to have come up with an answer.

At this time, Turing whispered: "Can I record all this?"

"Record?" Angel did not understand what Turing meant for a moment.

Turing shook his face, and a picture appeared on the TV screen where the "expression" was originally.

In the picture, it was exactly what Angel and Connors and others discussed not long ago.

"This is..." Angel was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Recording?"

Turing nodded: "I want to record the master's picture."

Angel was a little confused: "Why?"

Turing put away the picture on the TV screen and showed his little expression again: "Isn't this what the master reminded me?"

Angel pointed at himself: "Me?"

Turing nodded: "The master said before that I should not forget my job. I thought about it carefully. The master is waking me up. I should use my subjective initiative to find creative points and complete my job."

Angel: "..." No.

Turing continued: "So, I just integrated the information I have accumulated, and finally used my master ability to create a new variety show."

"I call this variety show: "The Daily Life of the Savior."

Hearing this, Angle seemed to understand Turing's idea.

"The savior you are talking about can't be me, right?"

Turing nodded suddenly: "Yes. I have already thought of the title of the first season and the first episode, which is called: "The Savior is also quietly preventing the virus doomsday today!"

Angel: "..."

This strong sense of déjà vu plus shame... What information did you absorb along the way? Did you go to the roadside novel stall?

Moreover, you are still the first season and the first episode? Are you planning to make this a multi-season series?

Looking at Turing's expectant look, Angel wanted to speak his mind, but in the end he said tactfully: "Although I really want to support your idea, you have to know that I would rather be a behind-the-scenes staff member of a variety show than a front-stage performer."

"Take a step back, even if I really want to be a front-stage performer, I can't save the world every day."

It just happened today.

You can't encounter a doomsday crisis every day, right? Or, do you want to make a big thing, find a way to destroy the world yourself, and let me be the savior?

Turing blinked: "It's okay. The Savior's Daily Life can be more about daily life rather than saving the world."

"Besides, The Savior's Daily Life is just a reality show. It's normal for variety reality shows to have scripts, right? Today is the doomsday of the virus, tomorrow is a small town crisis... I can write a moving script."

Angel: "..."

"I don't want to be a performer."

Turing thought about it, this is a problem that needs to be solved.

It pondered for a moment: "Then can I change my face? Or, the master can help me find an actor to perform the doomsday script later..."

"I believe that after the production is completed, it will definitely be popular, and then I can harvest more heat points!"

Looking at Turing's expression full of anticipation for making variety shows, and the fact that "heat points" are indeed what Angel needs, he thought again and again, and finally nodded: "I will help you find other people to perform this doomsday script later."

Turing: "Then the master promised me to record it?"

Angel: "Didn't you say to find someone to perform it, why record it?"

Turing: "Material! Now there is no heat point to solve the prop problem, so I can only shoot more historical materials and add them in later."

Angel looked at Turing with an excited face and nodded: "Shoot whatever material you want."

However, Angel still made three rules with Turing. Regarding his materials, especially the materials of him using the Nightmare Illusion Technique and various powers, they must not be filmed.

Turing also nodded in agreement.

Next, Turing stopped talking and concentrated on filming the material.

Angell controlled Turing's backstage through the magic book and found that the material it filmed was...somewhat upside down.

Its language logic has made great progress during this period of time.

But in terms of lens language, it is still very lacking.

Angell did not point out its problems. Anyway, it will find these things after filming.

Moreover, even if the lens language is a little worse, as long as the post-editing can keep up, it is not impossible to be rejuvenated. But...

Can Turing edit?

I don't know.

Angell did not ask, but just quietly put away the magic book and exited the control backstage.

...

Let Turing play freely, and Angell returned to the topic.

After some discussion with Connors and many doctors, plus Angell's supplement, they have generally determined the reason for the remaining 7% progress.

According to everyone's speculation, all the mutant strange viruses originated from Henrietta.

Then, anyone who is related to Henrietta may become a breach of the virus.

What else is related to Henrietta that has not been paid attention to?

——Organs.

In other words, people who have transplanted Henrietta's organs.

Henrietta suffers from a disease that allows her to proliferate organs almost indefinitely, which makes her a natural embryo culture dish. Many people who are missing organs, or who have lost some organs due to misfortune, can rely on the mutant virus in Henrietta's body to cultivate new organs.

How could the organs cultivated from Henrietta not contain viruses?

So, if nothing unexpected happens, the remaining 7% in Angel's progress bar is most likely these people.

"There are many people who have transplanted Henrietta's organs, and they are distributed in a wide area..." Connors looked at Angel: "Can we really control them before Henrietta dies?"

Angel did not answer immediately, but looked at Connors: "Do you have information about these transplant recipients?"

Connors nodded: "This is it."

As he spoke, Connors quickly opened a secret cabinet and took out a thick stack of information from it.

"Every organ transplant operation is done in the hospital, so there are records."

Connors handed the information to Angell.

Angel quickly opened the tether and quickly scanned it.

There are about a hundred pages in it, and each page is a transplant recipient of Henrietta's organ. The information is very detailed, not only the transplant time, corresponding address, family situation, but also their photos.

Angel directly arranged it with the address and quickly went through it in his mind.

70% of the transplant recipients are from the 14th Town. Only a small number of them came from several surrounding underground towns.

As for the transplant recipients above the surface, there is none.

This is not difficult to understand, because 100% of the transplant recipients are mutants. They don't care about the grimace virus, so they dare to accept the organs cultivated by Henrietta.

As for the legal residents on the surface, they have not been infected with the virus. Even if they have been vaccinated, there is no guarantee that their bodies will be able to survive the transplantation of virus organs.

Therefore, those who receive transplants are all underground residents, and they are all mutants.

Relatively speaking, it is easier to search.

Angel picked out all the transplant information of the Fourteenth Town and gave it to Connors and Schneider: "You lead a team to find these people."

“If you don’t find anyone, you can contact me via the logo on my hand.”

Connors: "Hand logo?"

Connors and Schneider looked down in confusion and saw a mark of a lion's heart of thorns appearing on the back of their hands.

Not only them, but also everyone else present, and even the security staff of the entire care center, had a logo on the back of their hands.

"As for the remaining 30% of patients, the rest of you will bring your security team and search separately. Just like Connors and the others, if you have any questions or if you don't find them at the given address, you should contact me immediately ”

Angel ordered while distributing the remaining information.

At the same time, he also glanced at the countdown.

"Countdown: 01:29:09"

There is exactly one and a half hours left. If we just go to the addresses of these transplants, we should have enough measures.

I'm afraid that these transplants are not at home, and it will take a long time just to find them.

Thinking of this, Angel snapped his fingers into the void again.

A large number of nightmare nodes pour into every logo like a torrent.

Whether it is Connors and others, or the security personnel on the first floor of the nursing center, they have already carried a large number of nightmare nodes.

"When you find someone later, contact me immediately."

Angel plans to monitor everyone's actions from God's perspective. Once he encounters a transplant, he will remotely control the nightmare node left in the logo and block the transplant first.

Avoid surprises.

If there are transplants who are not at home, as long as they report back, Angel will also locate the other person's location through God's perspective.

After making arrangements, Angel asked them to lead separate teams to carry out the search mission.

Angel was sitting in the dean's office, contacting everyone who owned the logo through God's perspective, and coordinating the overall situation.

Within a few minutes, various action teams had been assigned, and all available medical staff and security personnel were dispatched.

Only a small number of doctors are left in the care center to deal with basic matters, as well as infected people.

If in normal times, without so many security guards and doctors, the nursing center would have been in chaos.

But under the control of Nightmare, everyone went their own way without being affected at all. Even if an outsider enters the nursing center, they will not find anything abnormal.

Of course, Angel couldn't let outsiders in at this time.