I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 620: Wasteland cultivation area

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This security door is the oldest door Kemeng can find, and it is also the only door that has seen the master of Kinmen show his face all the way.

Kemeng has tried the security guard who has been on duty for forty-two years. The security guard said that this is the place where the door organization trains new people to break into disciples, and there are other doors that lead to that area.

However, the security door has not been used since it was opened five years ago.

Because of the rapid advancement of science and technology in modern society, surveillance cameras are everywhere, even his backward second school installed cameras.

The security guard deliberately broke a few, but then the camera was repaired by the maintenance master, or replaced with a new camera, he did not dare to do too many times, only to reduce the frequency of giving away.

While sending people in, let those who go in give feedback on the situation, let the door organization know that his door is not suitable for giving away.

After all, every time someone is given away, the person who enters is very likely to die. With more people missing, he cannot conceal the facts as easily as before.

So five years ago, the door organization took into account the difficult conditions of cameras everywhere and allowed the old man to stop giving people away, and finally asked him whether he was promoted to disciple.

The old security man’s enthusiasm for promotion has dissipated, and he has been too hard-hearted, afraid of death, and has been dragging him.

The people of the door organization also thought that Jesse Mond was an early old member of the organization, so they did not close the door and kept the right to open the door to him.

Maybe the old man wanted to open one day and knocked on the door to get promoted, but he didn't expect Kemun to break in by chance.

Kemeng recalled the old man's experience and closed the door of the security guard, and the whole world was quiet.

In the blink of an eye, he came to another room.

Here is a dark secret room, only the high vents are shining brightly.

According to the old man’s memories, this is a wasteland world, with someone guarding the door.

But it hasn't been given away in five years, and there may not be someone outside the door. You need a token to call the door organization.

Kemeng didn't use the token. The door organization was in the asylum period, and suddenly found that the door that hadn't been opened for five years was suddenly given away. He must be suspicious.

Kemeng sticks to the wall, silently feeling the heat distribution outside the wall.

There are no large calorie creatures.

Kemeng thought about it, and took out the earthen-like items from the storage scarf.

"Earth Escape Headgear"

"Wear the headgear, you can travel through the ground for ten seconds."

"After use, one-thousandth of your muscle tissue will become hard rock."

Kemon put on his headgear, and the ground under his feet oscillated like water.

Kemeng held his breath, sank into the water and started a snorkeling posture, then beat his legs fiercely, fiddled with both hands a few times, resurfaced "on the surface", and returned to the ground to take off his headgear.

As soon as the side effects appear, they are worn away by the power in the body.

Slid the headgear into the storage scarf and looked at the whole faint sky.

In front of us are dilapidated buildings, a disrepaired commercial street, old manpowered trolleys, and old shop billboards hung on the walls. The billboards contain some doctrines related to door organization.

Seeing those words, Kemeng's resistance force moved slightly, removing the mental pollution.

There is a small amount of radiation in the air, which constantly stimulates the human body, improves the human body’s spiritual perception and the ability of muscle tissue growth and resistance, and contains the hidden stimulation of the thought of enlightenment.

However, these radiations can't affect Kemon's body, they are all wiped out by resistance forces.

In less than two minutes after walking into the ruined city, there were a few flies flying beside them. When the buzzing wings vibrated, there was some kind of mental pollution, which can make people develop a self-encouraging type that can successfully become a disciple. illusion.

Kemeng's thoughts moved slightly, and a few flies were cold and stiff, and fell to the ground like a rock.

There was a crisp and faint sound, and a few flies broke into dozens of pieces like broken ice cubes.

Kemeng took out the mask of the Faceless Man. As his face changed, his wrinkles became older, his body became shorter, and his temperament became a sixty-year-old man.

The clothes on her body are short-sleeved white shirts, without security uniforms.

Kemon didn't plan to notify the door organization in advance. He was going to hit the enemy by a wrong hand. The face on his face was just to cover up.

He doesn't need to activate the token of the 60-year-old security guard. Just standing in the middle of the street, there are countless historical pictures flashing in Kemeng's eyes, providing him with a lot of door organization information.

One minute later.

Kemeng changed into the stalker's clothes, his breath suddenly disappeared, and he walked toward the Xiashuigou Street in the Wasteland City.

Along the way, the rusty iron gates, old-time electrical appliances, and clothes that have been dusty for decades on clothes rails all have stories behind them.

These stories have no sound, only pictures. After sorting them out in my head, the answer is ready to come out.

Kemeng already knows where the door is for cultivating people.

There is a void above the sky, Kemon does not need to use satellites to detect it, and the truth has been confirmed through various synaesthetic images.

Only the underground is the hidden place of the door organization.

Xiashuigou Street, this is how people who used to live here called it.

The more you go down, the more and more huge pipes on those streets.

These pipelines connect the thermal power plants on the ground. This is not a dead city. There are people living in it.

Kemeng can feel the heat of those huge pipes, and the heat is transmitted from the ground to the underground.

Kemeng quickly found the entrance to the underground street. At the entrance, there was a human being guarded there, but the gatekeeper's attention was not guarding the door at all, but holding a book containing spiritual pollution and quietly reading it.

Kemeng carefully senses the body heat of the gatekeeper. The heat in the brain is about a hundred times higher than that in the body. It should be a disciple of the gate organization and has a means of alienating the brain.

The next second.

The gatekeeper who just read the book suddenly felt cold all over and could not speak.

The brain is also frozen, unable to think, and it becomes dark in front of me, and I can't see what's going on behind.

Kemeng's face changed rapidly, his height increased, his waist muscles slightly shrunk, and he became a gatekeeper. He threw the corpse into the storage scarf and let the glutinous rice **** inside the scarf help to deal with it.

Enter the underground street and use the mechanism to open the huge gates.

There is no one behind the door, people are all working underground, and it has become impossible to pass the news of the enemy attack.

After closing the heavy door, the radiation from the wasteland world is suddenly reduced by a hundredfold, and the harm to humans is not great.

However, there are many times more items containing mental pollution in the underground street than on the ground. The floor that can be seen everywhere, in an inadvertent corner, depicts the mental pollution of the door organization.

After walking down the street for more than three hundred steps, people's voices became louder.

In the first underground block, the two guards saw the "gatekeeper" coming down ~IndoMTL.com~ and they were stunned for a moment, and greeted Kemeng with strange words, probably meaning good evening, why did they come down suddenly.

A variety of historical scenes flashed before Kemeng's eyes, and the voices and content of dialogues that appeared here in the past all surfaced in Kemeng's mind.

To kill, or not to kill, pretending to be the gatekeeper?

Kemeng thought quickly, and at the same time he heard the radio from the first block.

"Wasteland time at nineteen o'clock in the evening, people in the first block, please go to the Holy Land to listen to the teachings of the disciples."

The ceiling is lined with dense circuits, which are connected to various small broadcast speakers, and they emit a hoarse bass, with slight mental pollution in the sound.

This is the disciple training site operated by the door organization. Promoting to discipleship is at risk of death. They use the number of people to make up, and over time they form a population gathering place.

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