Chapter 574: Voice of Death
There is no clue about this matter, and Hosdi can only put it there temporarily.
The research on the information of Star City No. 4 cannot be stopped. He must know what happened in Star City No. 4.
Is the matter of Nimom related to Star City No. 4?
This is also the key point.
Did the matter of Star City No. 4 only infiltrate his spaceship, or did it infiltrate Star City No. 1 or even the entire Eternal Reincarnation Star Country?
Hosdi didn't know.
This matter revealed a weirdness.
Why must it be Nimom?
Hosdi passed all the information here back to Star City No. 1 and gave it to Yan Xia and Zhe to analyze.
Maybe they can find clues.
Hosdi thought that after turning off the host, this matter would not happen again.
But in the next 10 years.
The dead person appeared again.
The appearance of death is exactly the same as Nimom.
The most important thing is that this person took over the audio data of Nimom's research.
"We were wrong from the beginning."
"It wasn't that the host was hacked and killed Nimom, but that the host was hacked after Nimom was killed, and then everything about Nimom was erased."
Hossdi suddenly realized.
He couldn't see these from his perspective.
Assuming that it was an attack from other enemies, theoretically, they should attack the host of a spaceship first.
Only by bypassing the host of the spaceship can they target the people on the spaceship.
But what they faced was an event that went against common sense.
Hossdi and everyone else focused their attention on the audio.
"Is there something wrong with the audio?"
"But how can audio kill people?"
Hossdi asked loudly: "Who else has heard these audios?"
Three people answered: "We have heard some audios."
Hossdi took the three people away directly and arranged them in three different rooms.
He asked separately.
"How many audios have you heard? Is it the version in Nimom and Bass's hands?"
The versions heard by the three people were different from those heard by Nimom and another dead person.
What they heard were all unprocessed by the host.
They don't even know what's so special about these audios.
"The problem should be in these audios. Something in the audios caused the two people to die, and even caused the host to erase the information of Nimom."
Information that wants to create this effect usually means that a piece of information has been processed.
This processing is literal.
An original music player is processed to play a sound of a specific frequency, and this sound can kill people in some way.
Or the frequency of a sound itself is implanted with other particles, which are hidden in these sounds, and the people who receive the sound will be affected by these particles.
The above two, one is to change the sound-generating device, and the other is to change the sound itself, without exception, the original sound is required.
But the sound they got has been changed, and even the host has processed it once.
In other words, what they heard was not the original sound transmitted from Star City No. 4.
Then why would the processed sound kill people, but the unprocessed sound would not?
The only way to solve this mystery is to listen to that sound.
Hosdee began to recruit people to study the sound.
All those recruited this time will be locked in a transparent cover that cannot transmit any sound.
In order to make a control group, Hosdi had to recruit 10 people at a time.
Actually, Hosdi wanted to use clones, but there was no equipment to make clones on their spaceship.
They themselves were not physical life, and biology was a relatively niche profession in the Eternal Reincarnation Star Country.
"Are you ready?"
"Dancer" has some modular designs like other Eternal Reincarnation Star Country spaceships.
Every unit can be modified.
Hosdi cleared an area of 50 meters long, 30 meters wide and 20 meters high inside the spaceship.
There were 10 people inside the transparent cover, each of them had a very small compartment, and outside was a booth like an office.
Everyone could see what was happening inside the cover.
Some people did sign up.
Death is a scary thing, but they are not simple people.
Most of the people here are experts, scholars and soldiers, and they have long been prepared to sacrifice.
10 people entered the cover, and the others also sat down. All the cameras around were aimed at the cover, and they could observe what was happening inside the cover at any time.
Hosdi also moved his workplace here.
"Let's get to work!"
Everyone started working in an orderly manner to investigate the situation in Star City No. 4.
Hossdi also fell into work mode, and he would observe every few minutes.
This state continued for the past few years, and nothing happened afterwards, so he got tired.
Every once in a while, he would ask the people inside to report the progress, and he would record it and gradually narrow the scope.
In the seventh year.
The undesirable thing still happened.
7 out of 10 people died.
Under their noses.
Everyone was in a panic, and Hossdi stood up and asked: "Did anyone see their state when they died?"
No one answered.
That is to say, no one knew how they died.
Even the remaining three people in the hood.
Hossdi felt his consciousness was a little cold.
He felt as if there was a pair of eyes staring at them, watching them all the time. When none of them observed the person in the hood, the owner of the eyes took action.
Hossdi retrieved the video of the camera, and sure enough, the things that happened just a few seconds ago were deleted.
Someone must be the culprit!
Who is it?
He kept looking at everyone.
However, they had no faces, just a cloud of fog, and he could not observe anyone's expression at this time to make a judgment.
"Is there anything else I didn't notice?"
Hossdi asked the remaining three people to continue watching.
And the reporting time became shorter.
And Hossdi asked people to stare at the hood specifically, and not to take their eyes off it.
Just after doing these things, Hossdi felt that he seemed to have forgotten something?
What did he forget?
He really couldn't remember it.
It always felt important, but not too important.
Finally, he gave up thinking.
He spent the remaining three years in this time.
Three years later, it was another rest time.
Everyone felt unprecedentedly relaxed.
"Finally, we can take a break!"
"These data seem too repetitive, and there is no useful information in them."
"Did you find anything useful?"
Everyone felt the same.
Their data seemed to contain nothing.
Everyone sorted out and stood up, planning to relax in other places in the spacecraft.
At this time, they looked at the cover in the center, and someone asked.
"Does anyone know what the cover is used for?"
"When was it built? Strange!"
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