Chapter 13 — Napping Without a Blindfold, I Discovered My Company Was Stealing Memories

Ly Van also stepped closer to me. No one knows what is waiting behind that door. Could be armed guards. There could also be things even scarier than that. The elevator door slowly opened. The sound of gears friction echoed softly. The moment I saw the scene outside. Both Ly Van and I were stunned. There is no protection. There are no monsters. There was just a pure white hallway that stretched endlessly. So far away that I can't see the end. Walls on both sides. Ceiling above. All are made from one type
The white material emits a soft light. The space is very bright. But not dazzling at all. The floor is shiny like a mirror. Clearly reflects our silhouette. This place is so quiet it's scary. Even the sound of air circulation was non-existent. It doesn't look like a secret underground basement. Like a medical facility of the future world. Or more accurately... A giant mausoleum. Empty. Built to store something extremely important. We carefully walked out
elevator. Behind the back. The elevator door quietly closed. The two of them were completely locked in that white space full of insecurity. Along both sides of the hallway. Every five meters or so, a white metal door appeared. All are identical. No license plate. There is no observation window. They look like closed eyes. Silently looking at the two uninvited guests. In the air there was a faint smell of antiseptic mixed with the scent of mint. That scent caught me immediately
Remember Luu Phuong.
"Which direction are we going?"
Ly Van lowered his voice. But I still heard a little tremble in the words. I looked at the seemingly endless hallway before me. My heart is also filled with a feeling of confusion. All doors are the same. There aren't any clues to choose from.
"Let's just choose one wing."
I pointed towards the nearest door on the left.
"We don't have much time."
"Can't stand here forever."
Ly Van nodded slightly. The two approached. Stop in front of that white door. I took out the highest authority card. Apply to the sensor next to it. The green light turns on. The door opened. The moment I saw the scene behind me. My breath immediately caught. Behind the door is not a laboratory. Not an office either. It's a giant circular room. In the middle of the room stood a giant data column extending from the floor to the ceiling. On the surface of that data column. These
The dark green data stream was flowing like a waterfall. Surrounding the room are rings of transparent display cabinets. There are no treasures inside. No artifacts. Human brains. Thousands of complete brains. They are suspended in a light blue nutrient solution. Connected with countless sophisticated pipes. The remaining ends of those pipes are connected to the data column in the center. We felt like we had just stumbled into an alien museum. A hellish gallery. Place
specializes in preserving human intelligence and mind.
"This… what is this…"
Ly Van's voice trembled with fear. She unconsciously covered her mouth tightly. I pulled her inside. On the far wall. There's a giant touchscreen that's on. On it is displayed an extremely complex database interface. I stepped forward. Fingers slide across the screen. It's a lookup system. Indexed by name and employee number of the entire company. I quickly found my name. Employee code: 27
I touch. The screen immediately changed. The scene that appeared made my whole body stiffen. That was my grandmother's yard when I was a child. I was running and playing with the yellow dog in the yard. Everything is so clear it's scary. Even clearer than the memory in my head. I saw its appearance. Seeing the tail always wagging. I remember its name. That dog's name is A Hoang. While out there. In my memory. Its name has long faded away. In the corner of the screen appears a line: Model number: 27-014 Owner
Memory topic: Childhood and pets Emotion level: S level Status: Extracted Extracted. My whole body staggered. I almost couldn't stand. My memories. My life. They stored it here as data files. Ly Van also found his profile. She stared at the screen. Tears fell silently. In that memory. She is walking by the beach with her first love. Two people hold hands. Smiling in the sunset. The text below clearly states: Model number: 12-031 Memory theme:
First Love Emotion Level: S+ Level Status: Extracted We finally understand. What did those dark green liquids go through after being brought here? They are decoded. Reappeared. Turned into chunks of data that can be retrieved and replayed at any time. We are not a biological farm. Which are living memory databases. Right at that moment. From the hallway. A series of very soft footsteps echoed. Someone comes.