Chapter 74: The Stereotype Effect [Third Update, Asking for Recommendations]
"Thank you, thank you, thank you....."
Shi Yu first took his daughter from Chen Jun's hand, and then bowed again and again to express his gratitude.
Chen Jun laughed secretly, in the original plot, he wanted to shut the big fat Shanghua out of the car door, but in the end he didn't have that heart.
This time he saved his daughter, and he was even more crazy and desperately opened the door for him, this contrast is interesting, in fact, Shi Yu's heart is not bad, although he is a little egoistic, but he regards his relatives and daughter as if he cherishes more than his own life, attaches importance to commitment, and is somewhat similar to him.
"Thank you, Uncle Beggar."
Xiu'an is a very quiet and introverted girl, she didn't cry all the way, and she didn't make trouble and was very sensible.
"It's called..."
Shi Yu patted Xiu'an's little hand and pretended to be angry.
"It's okay, the name is just a code name, Xiu'an was really brave just now."
He touched Xiu'an's head, took out a lollipop from his pocket, and said with a smile, "I also want to thank you for the cookies you gave me before, otherwise Uncle Beggar wouldn't have the strength to fight zombies." β
Xiu'an happily took the lollipop, squinting his eyes, and looked very happy.
A young man on the side said in horror, "You mean that this group of monsters outside the carriage is zombies?" β
"Or else?"
"Can you find any other names to describe these monsters?"
"Rolling eyes, festering skin, swiftness, numbness, mental retardation, the virus is contagious, and there is a strong desire to attack humans."
"Zombies, vampires?"
"Isn't this going to be a Resident Evil-like scene?"
Chen Jun glanced at her, and it was a pregnant woman, Sheng Jing, the wrestler's fat wife, who spoke, and he replied, "You can understand it that way! β
Many people knew what this answer meant, and their faces turned pale and fell into silence.
Roar~
Before he could be in the midst of grief, worry, confusion, and confusion, the roar of zombies like beasts came from outside the glass door of the carriage.
More and more zombies gathered outside the door, showing their teeth and claws, their faces were hideous, and they were pressed outside the car door, as if the door was going to be overwhelmed and broken open in the next second.
Bang bang bang bang......
The zombie slammed on the door of the carriage, and the dense clicking sound startled everyone present, and they all retreated, staring at the hand of the wrestler Shang Hua, for fear that he would let go of the door.
Chen Jun patted Shang Hua on the shoulder, "You can let go of your hand, this kind of creature has low intelligence, and can only perform simple mechanical program operations, if you want to complete the opening of the door, this kind of stress conduction and then feedback processing is currently impossible." β
No way?
The passengers in the car had suspicion in their eyes, but the jargon and rhetoric were convincing.
Shang Hua couldn't understand the words in his mouth, but it didn't prevent him from knowing the momentum full of confidence from this breath.
He hesitated for a second, then gradually tried to let go of his hand, and sure enough, as he said, the zombies did not understand the meaning of his "let go of his hand" action, and did not pull the car door horizontally with his hand, but simply slapped the car door to vent their wildness.
Everyone looked at Chen Jun differently, and even Shi Yu was secretly surprised, first the strong strength shown outside the carriage, and the professional terms said later all showed that this man was not simple.
Shang Hua is a hearty man, he won't hide it, "Brother, you're really powerful, you can't be as simple as a beggar, right?" β
He looked at him, Shi Yu was also secretly curious, and Sheng Jing, a pregnant woman, looked at the zombies roaring outside the door, as if she had an understanding.
Chen Jun didn't answer, looked at the pregnant woman Sheng Jing and said, "You might as well try to block the zombies' sight, so that they will be quiet." β
Sheng Jing was a little surprised that he could guess his thoughts, and he didn't speak, picked up the mineral water next to him and the newspaper, poured it on the glass door, and then pasted the newspaper on it.
When the newspaper spread all over the glass faΓ§ade, sure enough, the zombies outside the door gradually subsided the roars and riots.
This is even more surprising and curious.
Chen Jun didn't have the slightest smugness in their shocked eyes, but the plots he learned from some movies were not his own research.
"I'm just an ordinary person, I've been a doctor for a few years, it's as simple as that." He said slowly: "This kind of zombie is currently known to rely on the visual system to capture human information, but it is extremely light sensitive, which may be useful for you in the future." β
"Thank you for informing me." Sheng Jing, a pregnant woman with a big belly, thanked, "I haven't asked for your name yet?" β
"Jun Chen!"
The surrounding people smashed the name, many people felt that this syllable was strange, Sheng Jing asked, "Mr. is from Huaguo?" β
"Yes."
"Yanbian's? You are fluent in Korean. "In the eyes of the people of the Great Universe, the people of Yanbian have always been legends, all of them live in poverty, are proficient in martial arts and swordsmanship, and often come to the Great Universe as killers.
"No, outback." Chen Jundao
Sheng Jing said strangely: "Then why do you look like this....."
Chen Jun smiled: "This is your stereotyped effect, a kind of cognitive bias, or discrimination. β
"I'm sorry." Sheng Jing apologized slightly.
Chen Jun didn't care, many people will have various stereotypical effects, especially in the case, for example, when they see things that do not meet their expectations, they will label and impression themselves in their hearts.
As everyone knows, often the process of the development of a thing takes time to evolve, before making a self-judgment, it is necessary to verify the self-idea, collect data as evidence, and then execute the results, and then verify whether the original judgment of the self is correct through the results, which is the closed-loop thinking of lean and executable.
The zombies gradually subsided, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in their seats.
At this time, the radio in the train sounded:
"Attention passengers."
"Our train cannot stop at Cheonan Asan Mountain in front of us for some reason, for your safety, please find a place to do it."
When the crowd heard the news, there was a commotion.
Shi Yu's eyes were difficult to see, and his mobile phone rang, and it sounded that it was his mother's last conversation.
Intermittently, intermittently, and finally with a scream from the other side, the phone was silent, and Shi Yu's eyes were already red.
The train radio continued, and some pictures of the zombie riots in the Great Universe Country were also broadcast on it, which made people tremble to see.
Many people choose to call home, but most of them are not answered or screams are heard on the other side.
"What the hell is going on?"
Panic is raging like a tornado in people's hearts, and people are looking up all kinds of news and information about the riots on the Internet, and the information they can get is becoming more and more powerless and panicked.
The zombie virus has swept through the entire Great Universe Kingdom.
Chen Jun sat close to Shang Hua and Shi Yu, and didn't know that the deceased's bag had found some snacks, as well as electronic devices such as mobile phones.
He was completely like a person who was fine, and happily took all kinds of energy-replenishing foods from the little girl Xiu'an and the pregnant woman's bag.
Those who come do not refuse, like a hungry ghost reincarnated.
The big fat Shang Hua looked at him eating very deliciously, and looked suspicious, whether this terrifying guy was an imposter or not.
Is he blind?
Boom~
The train staggered, the crowd almost fell, and the train in front seemed to hit something?