Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 642: Bad things

The corpse left in the passage is missing, and Hank's team is accustomed to this. I have carefully observed that the blood stains covering the ground and walls have not faded with the passage of time. In other words, if we stay here forever, it is impossible to see the blood stains disappear. However, a soldier said to me: "If we enter the room again and come out again, maybe there will be no blood. I don't quite understand how to do it, but... have you played online games? Get a copy? Yes, I think that’s the case. When we leave here and no longer pay attention to it, the ground will be reset to the initial state. "The soldier told me a lot of strange things about this base, and Hank ignored it. Because those are details that can be noticed after staying here for a long time, and the understanding of these weird things is mostly the guesses of the soldiers. However, being able to talk easily is probably due to the fact that we have fought side by side. The soldiers' attitude towards us is not as rigorous as they were at first.

"I really envy you. I mean those weird abilities. If you can also have super powers, let me run around this base without any problem." A soldier joked, "You are How to obtain these abilities? Born? Those scientists have studied for a long time, but there is no definite answer."

"I don't know." I said, "But if you really want it, find a creature that looks like a cat and a rabbit. It's called Chobe, and it's hidden in the organization you invited. It may give you some abilities, but you have to be prepared to wear women’s clothing."

"Chobby?" Hank said, "I have seen that thing, but I don't think it is a good thing. Don't touch it. Soldier, according to my experience, if you take it, it will be When to give something you don’t want to give."

"If I only wear women's clothing, I would like to try it, haha." The soldier said in a joke.

"You don't need any ability. As long as you wear women's clothing, I guarantee that no monster will attack you. But when they see you, their eyes are already blind and their hearts stop beating." Another soldier joked. To say. From time to time, other people's eyes fell on the soldier who said it was okay for a man to dress up as a woman. They seemed to be imagining how he would dress up as a woman, so they laughed. The Hank team had a lot of wounded, which made the atmosphere of the team a little dull at one time, but after the joke, this sense of burden caused by the pressure of death is gradually dissipating.

The future is still uncertain, but the morale of the soldiers, which was suppressed by the two fierce battles, is quickly recovering.

Hank leads the way at the front of the team. He quickly left this passage and encountered no more enemies. Subsequently. Under Hank's leadership, we passed through several fork roads one after another. Then, stopping in front of a wall, Hank clicked on the terminal a few times, and was about to take the next action. The dim and icy passage suddenly brightened. On the metal walls, the ground and the ceiling, those loop textures that emit blue light quickly receded in one direction, and quickly passed by us, disappearing behind an invisible corner in front of us.

What we feel. Everything that I saw seemed to prove that the base had returned to normal. The soldiers were silent for a moment, and immediately let out a cry of joy. Hank poured cold water on them at this moment: "The battle is not over yet." A soldier glanced down at his terminal. The information on it probably confirmed Hank's words, and he couldn't help but mumbled: "Damn it." ."

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"We are very lucky." Hank explained: "So far. Thirteen teams have been wiped out, but at least half of the monsters fled in each channel."

"How many monsters do you keep?" I asked.

"I don’t know. The numbers of P are divided by types and characteristics, but the numbers have no fixed continuity. Therefore, it is impossible to guess the number of monsters based on the numbers." Hank shrugged, "As far as I know, The largest number is 999, but in terms of types and characteristics, there are not so many monsters."

"Are you sure?" I said.

"Of course, I'm pretty sure." Hank said, putting his hand on the wall and opening the "door". Behind the door is a space that allows more than a dozen people to settle down. I have visited similar places in the boundary line, but the area here is much larger than the one seen in the boundary line.

This is an elevator, but there are already people in it. It was a man in a waiter's uniform. He was thin and thin. Although his uniform was stiff, he looked very empty when he wore it, as if he could not be supported by his spine. This was a very ugly man. At first glance, he seemed to have suffered severe burns. His hair was gone and his face was covered with pimple, but when he looked closely, those pimple-like sarcomas were all pockmarked. This kind of appearance makes people get goose bumps. I don’t want to be in the same space with him. I vaguely feel that there is some infectious disease on his body. Every second passes, I will be infected and become his counterpart. The chances of appearance have greatly increased. The man himself was completely unconscious, and looked at me, Sakiya, and Hank's team with a lonely and gloomy look, making the soldiers' faces a little unnatural.

I am familiar with this man. Before entering this temporary data hedge space, he worked at a gas station not far from the valley and was the only employee there. Me, Sakuya, and the File Team didn't have any good impressions of him. Driven by a strong instinct, we unceremoniously killed him after he provoked us, burned his body and buried him in the ground.

Now, the feeling of abnormality that we had when we met him has been confirmed. The man who should have died is now standing in front of us, dressed as an elevator service staff. Hank was not good to his senses, his brows frowned, but when the soldiers aimed at the man with their guns, they prevented them from attacking: "It's his own." He said that, but he couldn't change the soldiers. Kind of instinctive disgust.

The man gave a weird laugh, and the sharp sarcasm in his eyes became more intense. He was still like a gas station, chewing on something, when he opened his mouth, he could clearly see that he was stained with purple juice Teeth and tongue. He spit on the ground like no one. Although there is no smell, the purplish red saliva can not help but make people feel violent.

"Captain?" A soldier couldn't bear it, and wanted to step forward and teach him a lesson.

"Don't cause trouble!" Hank said heavily, and then said to the man in a cold tone: "Don't provoke us, you know what will happen."

"Captain, do you know this guy?" another soldier asked.

"I don't know." Hank said, "However, he is here to meet us."

"Welcome? This is what it looks like?" The soldier sneered. "I've never seen this guy at this base. Is he really ours?" With that said, he looked around his colleagues. But no one said that he had ever seen this man. "Captain, are you sure he is his own?" The soldier confirmed again.

"Yes, unless something went wrong with the terminal." Hank confirmed again on his arm-mounted terminal.

"Well, I don't want to stay with him too much." The soldier replied.

When the Hank team clearly expressed disgust and suspicion, the man's face and eyes did not change at all, as if his emotions were left with these solitary, sharp, and mocking emotions. He just chewed what was in his mouth and watched Hank and the others file into the elevator. In the end, only me and Sakiya were left. The eyes of everyone in the elevator fell on the two of us, but I had no intention of entering right away. Sakuya also just stood quietly beside me.

"What's the matter? Mr. Gaochuan." Although Hank asked, he seemed to understand why we didn't come in. "Don't worry, this guy is not an enemy."

"Do you remember us?" I ignored Hank, staring at the man and asked.

In the occult, the resurrection of the dead is never an interesting phenomenon, and it will not bring good results. I am quite sure that we did kill this man and burn it to ashes when we were at the gas station. Even if he really has no negative thoughts about our behavior. I can't ignore him who is standing in front of us now.

"Do you know?" Everyone in Hank's team was a little surprised.

"I once killed him once." When I said this, Hank's team suddenly became agitated, and many soldiers once again raised their guns at the man in a defensive posture.

"What the **** happened?" Hank cursed complainingly.

"Yes, yes, that's right, you killed me. Now the ghost is here to take revenge, hehe." The man finally said with a smirk, his words made the soldiers around him feel more crisis, his fingers were already on the guns Apply force on the trigger. But he turned around and said: "Don't be so nervous, just make a joke, look at my shadow, I'm still alive." The soldiers lowered their eyes, indeed, he has a shadow, but, come to me. Said, this does not mean that he is a human being.

"What are you?" I asked.

"Of course I am a human, human!" His mouth twisted, his expression seemed to be twitching, but I couldn't feel his hostility, as it was at a gas station. There is no hostility, but there is a subtle intuition that makes people feel that he should be killed here. Of course, the previous practice has proved that killing him with ordinary weapons and burning them to ashes is ineffective for him.

"Are you P?" I guessed. P is the name of the 51st district for the monsters held in their own base. If the monsters are humanoids, it is not surprising. Although, in the data presented on the retina screen, this man is human from head to toe, there is nothing unusual about it, except that it is described as ugly as a nightmare.

"No, no, I am a human. Don't you understand? Human!" The man roared and said impatiently, "Enough, can't you two come in?"

Although it is temporarily impossible to tell what kind of existence this man is, and it doesn't feel very good, there is no hostility in him. I finally chose to enter the elevator, and Sakiya followed me. "Hehe." The man laughed strangely again and pressed the elevator button after we entered.

The elevator descends rapidly, and the speed is very fast. Although the man didn't do anything, he just stood by the operating panel and chewed lazily on his mouth, but the person in the elevator vacated a space beside him. Suddenly, the lighting in the elevator became unstable, flickering and disturbing. The soldier who had just gone through the two fierce battles was very sensitive and immediately launched a defensive posture, aiming at the man with his gun from time to time, probably because he felt that this omen was born of him. Did not launch an attack immediately. Only Hank stopped them: "Calm down! Calm down!"

"Don't be nervous, it's just that you brought some unclean things." The man didn't panic at all, and said to everyone, "Do you want me to help? I have some experience in dealing with these bad things, but you have to pay. Order something." He rubbed his thumb and middle finger, as if he was counting banknotes. It seemed that he was implying that we paid him to help, but the people in Hank's team ignored it and didn't even think he said anything to pay. Refers to banknotes.

The flickering of the elevator lighting continues. Every moment, it suddenly goes out, and the elevator suddenly descends from a high speed to a stop at this time. The huge reaction force caused many soldiers to stagger. In the darkness where they could not see, their defensive formation was disrupted, but because of this, no one shot, fearing accidental injury.

Although there is no light at all. But the chain decision still feeds the surrounding situation back to my mind. The soldiers lost their focus, and the suspicious man almost fell to the ground. Sakuya's gray silk flies around like tentacles. But it does not have the power to attack, and it will bounce off when it touches the real object, which seems to be just a detection function. A part of the gray wire was wrapped around my neck, and the next moment I inserted it into the data interface behind the neck by myself, and the swing of those gray wires suddenly became more orderly. Sakuya connected directly to me, and he also observed the surrounding scenes.

There was a brief commotion in the elevator, but Hank quickly ordered to regroup the team. He turned on the tactical flashlight in time, and many soldiers had already reacted, not long after. The light of the flashlight flooded the elevator. A soldier stepped forward quickly, grabbed the suspicious man by the arm, and held him up, completely ignoring his groan from pain. This time, Hank did not stop, but affirmed his behavior.

Another soldier took the place of the suspicious man and began to check the elevator control panel. But the elevator stopped and the reason why the lights went out could not be found here, nor could it be repaired from the inside.

"Is there really no way?" Hank confirmed again.

"No way, Captain. From here, everything is intact and still operating normally." The soldier expressed helplessness.

"Normal operation?" another soldier repeated in a self-deprecating tone.

"Yes." The soldier in charge of the overhaul was very sure, "From the feedback information, it is correct."

"In other words, are you in a very conscious state now?" Hank looked around solemnly, "Is there a P who can do this kind of thing?"

"Yes!" A soldier said with certainty: "I know a P numbered 101, which can control electronic information. It is like a living computer and network."

"I don't think the current situation is that the control center's program is wrong." The soldier in charge of the maintenance said.

"So, what do you think?" Hank asked rhetorically.

"I'm sorry, Captain, I don't know either." The soldier in charge of the maintenance replied bluntly: "It just doesn't feel right."

"Ah! It hurts me!" The suspicious man who was captured screamed sharply, "I said, you brought some bad things!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on the suspicious man. Hank walked up to him, grabbed his hair, raised his head with a cold face, and said, "What bad thing?"

"It's a bad thing anyway, hehe." When Hank's murderous gaze was met, the man who had been crying broke his grim smile, as if the painful cry before was just a teasing joke. He said: "I can help you, what do you think?"

"Your task is to take us to our destination." Hankson said: "Bring us to our destination safely! This is your task! There is no bargaining opportunity here!"

"Whatever you say." The man spit a purplish red saliva at Hank's feet, "I won't do anything that is not good."

Hanke and the soldier who captured the man were angry~IndoMTL.com~ are about to show him some color, a knife cut off the suspicious man's head, so fast, no one can respond. come over. The headless corpse spewed out a lot of blood, which immediately confuses Hank standing in front of the corpse. Hank and the soldiers were a little sluggish, because I did it, and there was no warning at all. Before that, they had no intention of killing the suspicious man. I saw my own image in their eyes, and when the light of the tactical flashlight was lit in this elevator, I had already seen my current appearance from the metal wall, and in the eyes of Hank and the soldiers at this time, it was It's exactly the same—so, I roughly knew what was going on.

"Who are you?" The soldier asked sharply. The other soldiers recovered and pointed their guns at me, but Sakiya who was standing next to me made them hesitate.

"Mr. Gaochuan?" Hank asked uncertainly.

"Yes, it's me." I said. The reason they have doubts is simply because my appearance at this time is not the same as under normal conditions. Today, I have a blue right eye and a red left eye, and my face contour is greener than normal. Apart from the abnormal eye color, I am more like me when I was a student, maybe a high school. Maybe I just entered university, and I myself can't accurately determine the time period of this face. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation.)