Chapter 38: Pass by

Shu Jun had been to the command center before, and the assistants would take him upwards, and it was the first time to explore downwards. Zhu Yanchen walked in front. The two of them were obviously thieves, but this person was not guilty at all, as if walking in his yard.
Zhu Yanchen didn't say a word, and Shu Jun was uncomfortable being pressed by the purifier, so he had to think about it and divert his attention.
After hearing a lot from Ai Xiaoxiao, Shu Jun didn't know how to deal with Zhu Yanchen. He can understand why the other party didn't explain--Zhu Yanchen originally planned to rescue him as much as possible, and he successfully achieved his goal. It is unavoidable to express a little deliberately afterwards.
However, as a collaborator, he could sell his personal affection again, but Zhu Yanchen remained silent.
On many issues, Marshal Zhu liked to remain silent. Although they are nominally old friends, Shu Jun always has an inexplicable sense of guilty conscience-the life-saving love and reluctance (strong qiang) is even, and Zhu Yanchen's care is not seen in secret. Shu Jun thought he was not thin-skinned, but he was not so brazen that he thought it was "as it should".
If Zhu Yanchen was extroverted, even if he had no memory, Shu Jun would have the confidence to mingle with him. It's a pity that Marshal Zhu is a steel walnut, and the three-foot iron door can't be opened, so he can't start.
"Your heart is okay." The white corridors in front of him are endless, and Shu Jun tried to talk. When he had a complete physical examination at the beginning, Ai Xiaoxiao asked Zhu Yanchen to return to the heart check, and he didn't know what the result was.
"Very healthy." Zhu Yanchen stepped slowly.
"That's good."
There was another long silence. After several topics in Shu Jun's mind, he found that he had some thoughts that looked forward and backward, and he couldn't talk about it comfortably.
"...What about you?" After a long silence, Zhu Yanchen probably felt the atmosphere a bit embarrassing, and took the initiative to speak.
It can be seen that Marshal Zhu had a hard time finding topics, but Ai Xiaoxiao showed Zhu Yanchen the inspection report. If you really have any problems, Zhu Yanchen will only know before him.
"It's also very good." Rao Shu Jun's tone was sincere, and the conversation was still boring.
Zhu Yanchen probably remembered it and realized that he had asked nonsense, and his steps were faster. Shu Jun quickly pulled the topic away: "When it comes to seeing a doctor, Luo Duan seems to be here to heal his injuries. If I have time, I want to see him later. Even if I can’t remove the brain fragments immediately, I can suppress his body Corrosive quality."
"...Hmm." For some reason, Zhu Yanchen's tone was stiff, sounding a little glum.
"I understand your concerns." Shu Jun quickly added. "Although Luo Duan and I don't have many personal relationships, he is indeed a reliable person, and it does no harm to communicate in advance."
After all, the current situation is really embarrassing.
Even if they succeeded in obtaining a sample of brain fragments, Ai Xiaoxiao came up with a repellent drug to deal with it. It is not wise to "awaken" too many players at one time-there is no solution to the player's lifespan, and the players who have been deceived may not necessarily Willing to believe in Zhu Yanchen. Once a large-scale conflict occurs, it will only benefit the fishermen in the end.
They have to walk carefully step by step, and once a step goes wrong, it might end up completely wiped out.
Speaking of tactics alone, Luo Duan is worse than Shu Jun. But to speak of scheming, Shu Jun knew that he was far worse than Luo Duan. Luo Duan is not an impulsive type. If you can successfully win over, whatever you think is beneficial to the plan.
"I understand, the time should be late." Zhu Yanchen did not refuse, and the stiffness in his tone did not disappear.
Also, Luo Duan is not Zhu Yanchen's subordinate after all. At present, there is only one side of the word, and it is normal for Zhu Yanchen to be scrupulous. Shu Jun patted Zhu Yanchen on the shoulder with understanding, and the latter gave him a complicated look.
The corridor finally came to an end, and they didn't have to talk about it anymore.
There is a hall hidden in the deepest part of the command center.
Shu Jun had seen a lot of monsters and had made psychological preparations before. But when he saw the things in front of him, he almost vomited--
In the center of the hall stands a cylindrical glass jar with a radius of about six meters, from the floor to the ceiling, which is full of something. Because its shape was too regular, Shu Jun couldn't tell it until he got close.
That is a jar full of brain tissue.
It has a lot of hoses connected to it, floating slowly in the m, and small bubbles appear from time to time. Shu Jun was in a daze, and he didn't react until Zhu Yanchen completed the invasion.
"I temporarily disabled the alarm system and the purification system. We only have five minutes." Zhu Yanchen set the timer, "Be careful. Once the time is exceeded, or the erosive concentration fluctuates too much, they will find traces."
Shu Jun settled down, and put the cold jar on his palm. Corrosion from thin to almost non-existent seams infiltrate, turning into flexible hooks, fiddle with the mechanical code lock inside. Three minutes later, there was a creak from the base of the jar, and the external interface slowly opened.
Then the corrosive substance condensed into a firm spoon, and a small bottle of tissue was carefully taken from the inside. The pitch-black corrosive substance (hook gou) is holding the pink brain, and Shu Jun's stomach is bubbling with acid.
Unfortunately this thing is necessary.
According to Zhu Yanchen, to break the control of the brain fragments, they must first get a healthy sample. Once this thing is made into implantable fragments, their storage and logistics management are strict enough to make people ridiculous. Zhu Yanchen tried it quietly, but failed to get the finished product.
As for those that have been implanted, most of the Hehe (chengcheng) people dissipated in the erosion marsh, or were torn apart by erosion disease. Zhu Yanchen couldn't do anything to do a craniotomy experiment with healthy people. Now with Shu Jun's help, they can start from the source unconsciously.
After Shu Jun took his brain, Zhu Yanchen injected the same quality nutrient solution into the jar. As soon as they restored the mechanical lock to its original state, the countdown reached the last second.
Everything is unpredictable.
Zhu Yanchen carefully put the sample bottle into his arms, and Chong Shujun nodded. However, Shu Jun did not show a relieved expression. He frowned and looked around.
"what happened?"
"It's nothing," Shu Jun muttered, "It's just... it seems that something is staring at me. Forget it, go and see Luo Duan first."
With Ai Xiaoxiao's information, Luo Duan's room is easy to find. Shu Jun looked through the cracks in the inspection window, and the room was dim, with a dark figure leaning against the window sill.
It seems Luo Duan hasn't (sleeping in Shui) yet.
no way. Shu Jun shook his head, and issued an instruction to Zhenzhen) Suppress" from the door to the room. Hope this old opponent will suffer less, he sighed and left this level with Zhu Yanchen.
As soon as the two of them left, the figure beside the bed slowly collapsed-if viewed from another angle, it was more like a black (colored) human-shaped paper-cut, the thickness was almost negligible.
The corroded masses who had been crushed by (Zhenzhen) were paralyzed in place for a while, slowly crawling up, and finally seeping back into the wall like a gun.
The real Luo Duan still stays at the deepest level.
With two intruders here, he did not dare to go too deep. The two wore very common face masks. Luo couldn’t see where they came from and didn’t want to actually use Yining’s key. God knows what those two guys did. If he leaves traces now, maybe Will carry a pot that does not belong to him.
It doesn't end here tonight. Yi Ning didn't have much defense against him, so he could steal it again another day.
Luo Duan thought of this floor, a bit far from the entrance of the hall, and turned around to return. But the weird voice appeared again behind him—the thing was walking around his spine, like a cold hand, slowly rubbing the back of his neck.
"To the right... to the right... the third door." It whispered. "There is an answer...there is an answer..."
Luo Duan pressed his temple angrily, intending to ignore its existence as usual.
The thing was silent for a while, and when it came out again, its voice changed, becoming sweet and familiar.
"There is an answer... what you want... the answer."
"Xiao Yuan?" Luo Duan stopped in horror.
That was the voice of his fiancee.
Pei Shuyuan was originally the deputy captain of Underground Water, and also an extremely good fighter. A year ago, her character (color) was swallowed by the eclipse swamp. According to the rules of "Erosion", she can only withdraw from the team.
[I'm out for a trip. 】At that time, she said, 【Anyway, you are about to retire, it is better to lead the team with peace of mind. I happened to look around to find a suitable wedding city. 】
After that, she would have video calls with him from time to time, and the photo and text exchanges continued. It's just that Luo Duan was already busy, and Pei Shuyuan was playing outside again, and the time was not right. The communication between the two was still much less.
But they have been dating for almost ten years, the (guanguan) department has passed the period of (excited ji) affection a long time ago, and Luo Duan is not maladapted.
Why does this thing know Pei Shuyuan's voice?
"Answer..." The original weird voice became intimate, like a whisper.
Luo Duan stood there for five minutes, and finally he let out a long sigh of relief and stood in front of the door indicated by the thing. The water mirror skill can detect images, and there is no one in the room. Just take a look, just take a look...
If there is an answer, he will consider continuing. If there is no information, he will report to npc and formally deal with the evil things behind it.
Inside the door is a warehouse, and tightly arranged small jars are packed with (meat rou) pieces, and a lot of ash is accumulated. Luo Duan looked at it and found no special clues. He sighed, just about to go out, something snapped to the ground.
It is an electronic tablet, there is no dust on it, who should have forgotten here.
Luo Duan hesitated for a few seconds before stepping forward. A lot of black (colored) filaments entangled the worn-out tablet, it started up by itself, and the screen illuminated the dim room.
He picked it up, and the screen remained on the "recently modified" record page. The name of the first file above is quite eye-catching.
"The list of samples of the chengcheng organization and the precautions for preservation"
Luo Duan took a breath and opened it carefully.
Early the next morning, the staff rushed into the ground floor room. The electronic tablet lay quietly on the small table, he put it in the backpack, and he breathed a long sigh of relief-personal belongings should not be left in the workplace, let alone he has not set a password. If someone finds out, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my job.
Fortunately, it was only one night, not to mention chengcheng people, other employees didn't come to this place very much, so there shouldn't be any mistakes.
...Speaking of this, there is indeed a chengcheng in the command center.
He was anxious to get the tablet back and came to work early. According to the regulations, they must first go to the upper floors to refresh the pass code, and then take another elevator to the underground. The trouble was to die for-the chengcheng guy watched him rush into the door anxiously, and helped him keep the elevator. .
That chengcheng person (胸xiong) said farewell to the "Bitter Rain" visitor's name tag, and his appearance was gentle and handsome, and looked very comfortable. So far, he has a good impression of that person.
"Are you going to see Marshal Yining?" Seeing the other person press the high floor where Yining is located, he couldn't help (inserting) his mouth.
"Yes." Ku Yu smiled at him.
After this sentence, he no longer dared to talk to the He (Chengcheng) person—similar to the propaganda, those things were not humans at all, but only a kind of weapon.
He had never seen such a creepy smile.