Chapter 128 Countdown (II)
Chapter 128 Countdown (II)
Chapter 128 Countdown (II)
In the clean and white laboratory, everything is going on in an orderly manner.
The experimenters in white robes were busy coming in and out. Some of them were holding the records and whispering to each other, while others were observing the various numbers and records that appeared on the screen.A gray-haired old man stood in the corner of the laboratory, staring at the recording board in his hand, and said something to the assistant next to him. Then his assistant nodded and turned to leave.
"Crack..."
At this moment, the metal door next to it opened, and then a man in a black uniform walked in. He first glanced at the laboratory, then walked quickly to the old man, and spoke in a low voice.
"Doctor, we have a problem."
"Oh? What's the problem?"
Hearing the man's words, the old man raised his head slightly to show that he was listening, but his eyes were still fixed on the recording board in front of him, and at the same time he quickly took a pen to write something on it.Although his appearance was slightly unserious, the man didn't care. On the contrary, he lowered his voice and made a serious report.
"Just 15 minutes ago, NO.17 chose to self-destruct. Through signal feedback, we confirmed that NO.17 has been destroyed."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, the old man finally moved his eyes away from the recording board in his hand, and looked at the man in black beside him.
"What happened to NO.17? Do you know what's going on?"
"I think it's because of the attack, because before that, we received the induction signal from the 'cemetery'. To be cautious, we sent NO.17 to investigate. Maybe it's related to the 'cemetery' ' Something in it conflicted, and that's why..."
"Does the higher-ups know?"
"Yes, we reported to the committee immediately."
"What do they think?"
"They asked me to come for your advice."
Hearing this, the old man sighed helplessly, then reached out and knocked on his forehead.
"Look at my memory, it's easy to forget things when I'm old... Then, start NO.18, and then investigate what happened to NO.17...That's it."
"This…………"
Facing the old man's crisp answer, the man in black was obviously a little dazed, but he still nodded, then turned and left.Seeing that the metal door closed again behind the man in black, the old man sighed and shook his head, then he turned his eyes to the recording board in front of him again, and began to concentrate on studying the formula on it.
But at this moment, in a dim room, a hoarse voice floated back and forth in the air through the current.
"NO.17 is destroyed, there is obviously a problem, we should conduct a thorough and comprehensive investigation on this!"
"Is there no news from the synchronous summons?"
"At that time, the signal transmission of NO.17 was isolated by some mysterious force, and we couldn't receive the information! I think we should take the initiative..."
And amidst the turbulent quarrel, a voice sounded, making a decision beyond doubt.
"Start NO.18."
This sentence marked the end of the conversation, and soon, the originally busy room quickly returned to silence.After hearing this order, the man in black sitting quietly at the door stood up and walked to a console directly in front of the room. He stretched out his hand and took out a handful of cross-shaped The key was inserted into the keyhole on the console, and then turned slightly.With a soft "click", the glass cover next to it opened, revealing a bright red handle inside.The man in black took a deep breath, then he stretched out his hand to hold the handle, and pulled it down hard.
"Beep... beep..."
Along with the sharp sirens, the red lights began to flash continuously.One after another incandescent lamps lit up, illuminating the originally dark room in front of me, and with the sound of the alarm, I saw a dark rectangular iron box slowly opened its lid in the depths of the room against the wall, and the cold The cold air overflowed from it, covering the ground with a thin layer of frost.Soon, an automated metal mechanical arm stretched out from the side, and pierced the syringe installed on its own arm into the neck of the man sleeping in the black iron box.
"…………"
After a while, the man opened his eyes, shook his head, and then walked out of the black iron box.For everything in front of him, the man didn't seem to have any reaction, as if he didn't care where this place was and what happened to him.Like an ordinary office worker, he walked to the closet at the door with steady steps, opened the closet, and then put a black robe on himself.Then, the man reached out and entered a line of passwords on the password box in the closet.Soon, I saw a flicker on the screen, and then the countdown quickly appeared.Seeing this scene, the man nodded, turned around, and pushed open the door.
"call----!"
The cold wind from the wasteland swirled in, the man raised his head and glanced at the boundless wilderness outside, and walked out without hesitation.Soon, his figure disappeared into the extremely dark shadow of the black wasteland.
At the same time, the countdown in the closet also reached "zero".
"boom!!"
The next moment, the explosion flames soaring into the sky destroyed everything that used to exist here.
"puff."
Fei Lun watched as the soldier in front of him took out a lighter, lit a cigarette with that pitiful little flame, and put it in his mouth.He just leaned against the wall lazily, not even looking at these people from other places.
lifeless.
In the gathering place in front of you, there are people like this everywhere, whether it is the soldiers guarding, the owner of the tavern, or the residents in the gathering place. After Fei Lun and others entered this gathering place named "Hope Town", what What I saw was numbness.Logically speaking, outsiders like them should quickly attract the attention of people in the gathering place, but right now these people don't even bother to look at them.Everyone is so weak that it looks like a living walking dead.
"Why are these people like this?"
Holding the magic wand in her hand, Franka stared curiously at the residents of the gathering place who looked like beggars in ragged clothes on the side of the street.There aren't even any planned houses here, and people are huddled in the dilapidated ruins, relying on the flames raised from the oil barrels to resist the severe cold of the wasteland.And beyond that, they seem indifferent to everything.
"It's not surprising."
Compared to Franka, Ai Luka is obviously more familiar with these small gathering places.I saw her carrying a laser rifle in one hand, and glanced at the half-dead residents of the gathering place in front of her.
"People in many places are like this. They would rather die than live, but they don't want to die...so they put their lives in the hands of fate. Like this, if they can survive a day, they will die. Death, in fact, is not a big deal."
"I see."
Hearing Aluka's explanation, Franka nodded.Although familiars use the form of information and intelligence, this does not mean that familiars possess human values and moral concepts.The reason why she asked the question before was just out of curiosity, but after getting the answer from Ailuka, Franka obviously didn't care what happened to these people.
In fact, Phelan didn't care either.
Although Fei Lun said that he wanted to come here to have some fun, the most fundamental reason was that they needed supplies.The Harmony has a connection to the energy network, so you don't have to worry about energy, and if you have water, you can also find water sources for resupply.But the food is different. The Harmony doesn't have the pocket space to hold one or two hundred acres of land, so in terms of food, it still needs to be replenished through the gathering place.After all, in this era, each gathering place has more or less built its own greenhouses to grow some crops such as potatoes or corn that are easy to survive.Of course, the crops lacking sunlight are still incomparable to those before the disaster, but in terms of edible degree, there is not much difference.
"Hurry up and get rid of these troubles, and then go back! This ghost place is really uncomfortable!"
(End of this chapter)
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