Chapter 517 (1/2)

An indescribable weakness emerged from his body. Leaning against the wall of the building, Zhang Heng raised his head and looked up at the sky, with a deep dignified flash in his eyes.

”Your Excellency the commander?” Yuehua's voice rang out from the headset, ”did you use the power of the prophet just now?”

”Yes, this time, I managed to see something.” Zhang Heng nodded. He closed his eyes and kept recalling the previous picture. He murmured, ”there, it seems very familiar. I always feel like I've seen it there.”

With that, Zhang Heng turned back to the beehive. After entering his dormitory, he immediately lay down on the chair and closed his eyes the next second.

There seems to be a buzz in his ears, and then Zhang Heng slowly opens his eyes. After two years of contact, he and Yuehua have formed an incomparable tacit understanding. At this moment, he has come to the boundless white virtual space set by Yuehua.

Zhang Heng nodded, did not say anything, directly according to the memory of the scene began to restore.

With the memory of Zhang Heng's mind constantly turning, the world around him began to be constantly distorted and changed. Soon, a street full of medieval ancient European Gothic architectural style was formed. At the same time, the miserable white figure was also restored. At this time, it was staring at Zhang Heng with empty eyes. When he saw the figure, though he knew it Tao is only the restoration of his subconscious, but Zhang Heng still has a feeling of panic.

”Is this what you saw just now?” Yuehua went to the figure, covered her mouth and said in surprise, ”although it's just the scene reappearance in your mind, I do feel a sense of uneasiness. Should this be a ghost?”

”There are no ghosts in the world. There are just cosmic phenomena that we don't understand.” Zhang Heng shook his head, not focusing on the figure, but looking at the buildings around. Obviously, I seem to be in the street of a city, but there are no pedestrians in the street, some are just a dead desolation, the wreckage of a car parked on the roadside, one of the above is covered with dust, the signs on both sides of the street have already lost their original color after the wind and rain, and can't see anything clearly.

”Look at the map of reality and compare it to the environment in my mind.” Zhang Heng said immediately.

”Yes.” Yuehua nodded and then immediately closed her eyes. At the same time, in the scenes around Zhang Heng, countless virtual images of urban roads constantly emerge. It seems that they want to integrate and overlap with the scene in front of them. With this technology, we can confirm where this place is.

With the rapid passage of time, soon, a virtual image almost similar to Zhang Heng's memory constantly flashed, and then quickly overlapped with the building in front of her. Yuehua also opened her eyes and flashed a glow of joy in her eyes. ”I found it. There is a corresponding place in the real world. Here is Burlington Market Street, London, England!”

”London again?”

Zhang Heng was stunned. No wonder he was familiar with this place. In fact, when he saw the Gothic urban buildings, he guessed that nine out of ten this place was a part of Europe, but he didn't expect that it was still London!

”I know the location, so this is the next figure.” Yue Hua immediately analyzed, ”you are right. There is no ghost in the world. Even if there is a ghost, it can only exist in the scope of science. At most, modern science can not explain it. But you never think that this figure is likely to be a meme?”

”Indeed, memes are the most likely explanation, and certainly other possibilities are not excluded.” Zhang Heng nodded. ”If it is really a meme, then I need to know what its nature is, what is its transmission medium, what is the object of infection, the mode of infection and the performance after infection.”