Chapter 3737 The Daily Life of the Savior
Faced with everyone's doubts, Angel still explained a few words.
"Hairita is carrying a special mutated grimace virus. Once she dies, there will be an immediate counterattack of infection. Even those who were previously infected will also mutate..."
Under the influence of the nightmare, no one questioned Angel's words.
They even remained rational and thought along Angel's train of thought. Of course, rationality stemmed from Angel's suppression of their emotions. After all, the end was imminent, and letting emotions go might lead to the spread of panic.
only……
Connors: "If it is true as what Mr. Wang said, then there should be no problem if we discuss lockdown measures?"
Angel glanced at Connors: "There is no need to discuss it, because no matter how hard you block it, even if you block the entire nursing center, it will still be useless."
Connors wondered: "Why? Is it because the blockade is not tight?"
Angel did not explain that he had blocked it with Nightmare, but took this opportunity to say: "The blocking itself is fine, but it is too late for you to block it now."
"late?"
Angel nodded: "As far as I know, the vast majority of mutated viruses are still in the care center, but there are still 7%... there are still a small amount of viruses that have been leaked."
"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 doctor present was actually still confused.
Everyone, including Connors, was a little confused: "If the mutated virus has been leaked, is it too late for us to make up for it now?"
After all, the virus is not a stupid person, it will not wait for you to catch it.
However, in the face of Connors' doubts, Angel said firmly: "It's not too late."
"Although I don't know the specific mechanism yet,...as long as Henrietta is not dead, the mutated grimace virus will not spread on a large scale."
"If the infected people are found and contained in time, it is possible to stop this doomsday virus."
After listening to Angel's story, both Connors and other doctors began to think about possible infection gaps.
Seeing this scene, not to mention what Angel thought, Turing was very surprised anyway.
If it were a normal situation, it would be absolutely impossible for them to immediately accept what the master said, let alone put things on track so quickly and work together to find the 7% missing progress.
Turing turned to look at Angel, the little expression on the "TV screen" was full of admiration.
But soon, it showed obvious disappointment.
Even above the small golden TV, there are three more concrete black lines.
Such an emotional transformation naturally attracted Angel's attention.
"Turing, you look disappointed?"
Turing tilted his head: "Lost? I don't know if this is loss, I'm just a little regretful."
"What's the regret?"
Turing was running his newly enlightened mind, and began to squeeze out the rare emotional language of an 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."
"As long as you have played a role in your duties, there is no need to feel regret."
Turing continued to tilt his head: "However, apart from my own duties, I also regret that many people cannot see the master's achievements."
Angel was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "Are you feeling sorry for me, the 'obscure savior'?"
Turing nodded obediently: "Yes."
Angel: "It doesn't matter. I don't care about these false names."
In particular, this itself is just a copy. The false name in the copy is not too important.
Seeing that Angel had turned his head and listened to other people's conversations, Turing's expression slowly calmed down.
After about five minutes, the doctor seemed to have discussed an answer.
At this time, Turing whispered: "Can I record all this?"
"Record?" Angel didn't understand what Turing meant.
Turing shook his face, and a picture appeared on the TV screen where the "expression" was originally located.
In the picture, it is exactly what Angel was discussing with Connors and others not long ago.
"This is..." Angel was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Video recording?"
Turing nodded: "I want to record the master's scene."
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 to himself: "Me?"
Turing nodded: "The master said before that I should not forget my own work. I thought about it carefully. The master is reminding me that I should use my own initiative, actively look for creative ideas, and complete my own work.
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Angel: "..." No.
Turing continued: "So, I just integrated the information I accumulated, and finally used my master ability to create a new variety show."
"I call this variety show: "The Daily Life of the Savior."
After hearing this, Angel seemed to understand Turing's thoughts.
"The savior you talk about is me, right?"
Turing nodded sharply: "Yes. I have already thought of the title for the first issue of the first season, and it is called: "The Savior is also low-key preventing the virus from doomsday today"!"
Angel: "..."
This strong sense of déjà vu coupled with a sense of shame...what information did you absorb along the way? Could it be that you went to a roadside novel stall?
Moreover, you still have the first episode of the first season? Do you plan to make this into a multi-season series?
Seeing Turing's expectant look, Angel originally wanted to express his feelings directly, 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 person behind the scenes of a variety show than
Become a performer on stage.”
"Taking a step back, even if I really wanted to be a performer on stage, I wouldn't be able to save the world every day."
It just happened to happen today.
You can't encounter a doomsday crisis every day, right? In other words, you want to cause a big event, find a way to destroy the world by yourself, and let me be the savior?
Turing blinked: "It doesn't matter, "Daily Life of the Savior" can be more focused on daily life rather than salvation."
"Moreover, "Daily Life of the Savior" is just a reality show. Is it normal for a variety reality show to have a script? Today is the end of the virus, and tomorrow is a small town crisis... I can write a script that is both evocative and touching."
Angel: "..."
"I don't want to be a performer."
Turing thought for a while and realized that this was a problem that needed to be solved.
It pondered for a moment: "Then I can change my face? Or, the master can help me find an actor to perform the doomsday script..."
"I believe that after the production is completed, it will be popular, and then I can harvest more hot spots!"
Looking at Turing's expression of looking forward to making a variety show, and adding that the "hot spot" was indeed what Angel needed, he thought about it again and again, and finally nodded: "I will help you find someone else to act in this show."
A doomsday script."
Turing: "Then the owner promised me to record it?"
Angel: "If you don't mean to find someone to perform the performance, why do you have to record it?"
Turing: "Materials! There is no hot spot to solve the problem of props now. We can only shoot more historical materials and add them when the time comes."
Angel looked at the excited Turing and nodded: "Just shoot whatever material you want."
However, Angel still made a three-part agreement with Turing that any material about him, especially his use of nightmare techniques and various powers, must never be filmed.
Turing also nodded in agreement.
Next, Turing stopped talking and concentrated on filming the material.
To be continued...