NO. Five Hundred and Twenty-Seven Time and Space Disorder!

Zhang Heng's expression was solemn, and he asked coldly, "What's the matter, without my order, why did our intercontinental missile appear, and it still flew into outer space?"

"Your Excellency Commander, I just captured this scene through the quantum satellite. At the same time, I have already carried out a probe in the arsenal, but you can rest assured that in the arsenal, our No. 118 ICBM is still in the silo. , without the slightest movement!"

"So, the intercontinental missile that flew into space just now was forged by someone else?" Zhang Heng was stunned for a moment.

"No, although the intercontinental missile seems to have a problem with the locking procedure due to some kind of magnetic field interference, but..." Yuehua raised his head and said word by word, "From the image projected from the quantum satellite, no matter how much I Analysis, we have come to the conclusion that this No. 118 missile was made by ourselves!"

Hearing this, Zhang Heng took a breath of cold air. He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the holographic projection in London, "Yuehua, tell me, facing the current predicament, what should I do?"

"Your most likely move now is to use nanobombs to destroy everything in and around London for thousands of kilometers." Yuehua said decisively, "This is one of the most likely ways to prevent the cursed dead zone from spreading! "

"Then, if I issue this order, what method should you use to transport the nanobomb over London?" Zhang Heng's eyes were even colder.

"It's an intercontinental missile..." Yuehua nodded and said as a matter of course, "Not only that, I'm afraid I will really use No. 118, because this No. 1 is the first program I set up, and its role itself is a test. There's an element of sex in it."

"That is to say, I just saw the intercontinental missile that was going to be launched after dozens of minutes?" Zhang Heng's expression became more and more solemn, "Yuehua, try it out, prepare to launch the intercontinental missile No. 119, and there is no internal Load any warheads, no nanobombs, etc. I want to see, is this really history, or is it a prank?"

"Understood!" Yuehua nodded, and in the next second, another picture flashed in front of Zhang Heng's eyes. In the picture, a missile had entered the launch state on the Xinghe space station.

The Galaxy space station, formerly known as the Galaxy carrier rocket launched at the end of 2018, once disappeared from everyone's sight, and then it was secretly docked in a distant geosynchronous orbit, and together with a molecular transporter, various Building materials have been continuously delivered. After five months of development, the Galaxy Space Station at this time has become a huge space fortress five kilometers long and three kilometers wide, in the shape of a melon.

The completed state of the Galaxy Space Station is a spherical space headquarters with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers.

At this time, it has risen to a huge man-made celestial body. Although it is still far from its completed state, its size is enough to shock the world. Even if all the satellites launched in the world over the past sixty years are added up, I am afraid it will not be counted. One percent of the volume of the Galaxy Space Station!

At this time, following an order from Yuehua, an intercontinental missile without any warheads and only an empty shell burst out, launched from the Galaxy Space Station, and shot in the direction of the earth.

Looking at the ICBM, Zhang Heng and Yuehua looked awe-inspiring. The missile still had the Stellar Foundation logo on it, but the number was no longer No. 118, but the later No. 119. At this time, No. 118 was still Stay in a silo in galaxy space.

As the intercontinental missile gradually accelerated, after ten minutes, No. 119 plunged into the city center of London from a high altitude almost at a vertical angle!

boom!

A firework goes up and goes out in a flash.

Seeing this situation, Yuehua secretly exhaled. "Your Excellency Commander, the test firing has been successful!"

"Try again!" Zhang Heng looked as usual.

A second ICBM followed,

This time, Yuehua used the ICBM No. 125, and this time, the ICBM 125 also successfully hit London.

"I understand." Zhang Heng nodded, but he didn't look happy at all, but said silently, "If what happened just now is doomed, then next, whenever I use ICBM 118, Does the same thing happen? Well, give it one last try, and this time, pack your nanobombs!"

"Understood!" Yuehua took a deep look at Zhang Heng and immediately gave the order, but within a few minutes, in another silo on standby at any time, ICBM No. 118 had already placed the destructive nano-bomb, and set up the destruction After the range, all substances within this range cannot escape the pursuit of nano-robots. This is the best method that Zhang Heng has come up with to solve the curse-like meme infection event once and for all!

But will it really happen as it did before?

The corners of Zhang Heng's eyes twitched, and he seemed to feel an ominous premonition again. He sighed secretly, sat gently on the chair, and stared at all this!

As before, No. 118 was launched. Zhang Heng stared at it all, for fear that any accident would happen. The foundation's technology is enough to lead the world for two or three hundred years. Therefore, Zhang Heng's series of actions are almost nowhere in the world. any perception.

Another ten minutes passed. When the ICBM No. 118 plunged into the center of London at a vertical angle, on the holographic projection, it could be seen that No. 118 suddenly flashed a few hundred meters in the air and disappeared without a trace. No trace!

Although he had already expected it, Zhang Heng couldn't sit still when he saw this scene. He suddenly stood up, walked to the holographic projection, and stared at the video playback over and over again!

However, no matter how slow the playback is, you can see a flash of light, as if a gap suddenly appeared in the space, as if it was a pocket, and the ICBM was a pencil in the pocket, which fell directly into it. But not even a drop of water splashed...

"What's the principle?" Yuehua's face was full of solemnity, "Could it be that curse memes are also conscious?"

"No, all of this is just an unstable reaction caused by the destruction of the rules of time and space..." Zhang Heng murmured in a low voice.

"Space-time confusion?"

"I should have thought of that..." Zhang Heng frowned, "Do you remember a scene in the middle of the story? The original person in charge of the grudge case, the now resigned police officer Yuji Toyama, came to Gaya with a gasoline barrel. What did you see when you were in the haunted house?"

"He saw his daughter Yuanshan Yimei six years later." Yuehua rolled her eyes and replied immediately.

"Yes, and six years later, Yuanshan Yimei, who has become a high school student, and three classmates went to the haunted house to practice courage. When she was frightened and left, she did look at her father six years ago. That is to say, at that moment, in the whole haunted house, the time and space have changed incomprehensible to us..."

Zhang Heng's expression became extremely grim, "Obviously, we have been wrong all along, the real horror of this meme is definitely not its powerful contagion and 100% lethality, but its ability to distort and The power to destroy time and space!"