After sleeping and waking up, Ning Gu tore off the bandage on his waist. The injury was already healed. Old Eighth Uncle’s ability is still very practical. Smaller injuries can be healed by pressing directly, but the annoying thing is He has to spit on people's wounds every time to show the difference from other people's healing ability. After all, this ability is not scarce in the ghost town.
Ning Gu got up, trying to find some water to wipe off, but there was nothing in this hut.
When he turned around and passed the window, he found someone standing in the open space outside the bell tower, standing next to the little red lantern lit by a human lighter, and he couldn't tell who it was.
He moved to the window and waved his hand, and the man turned and walked along a path lit by lanterns.
It's not the nail. If the nail came over at this moment, he would be sneaky and dare not stand in the light.
This person looked like Lin Fan.
Lin Fan wanted to check his shoes in the car, he heard this sentence, but at that time the whole person was in confusion and couldn't move.
Fortunately, Li Xiang stopped it.
Because of the so-called "key", he did take it, and it was hidden in the shoe, along with the feather.
He didn't tell anyone about this. It seems that Hammer reacted very quickly, and even helped him conceal the "key" information without collusion.
Ning Gu sat back by the wall, and carefully took out a black round bead from the inside of the shoe, which should be an iron bead, and it could make a tinkling metal sound on the metal guard plate of the shoe.
There are many small holes on the beads, and I can't see why.
But this thing might be very important, after all, Huanghuayan's "key" at that time could make a group of people start chasing and killing him without even judging whether it was true or false.
Moreover, he suspected that this thing had something to do with him.
At least there is something in the main city related to him, otherwise Lin Fan would not be so direct.
The small pits all over the metal ball that wraps this thing seem to be smashed, bitten, and knocked by many people, but they can't be opened. If it's not fake yellow eyes, then it is true that no one has opened it.
But when he got the ball, he felt that there was a place where he could bounce it off with a pinch.
So he squeezed it quietly a few times, and sure enough, it opened, and there was just this thing inside.
key
where? Why do you use it
Do I have to find another hole to put it in? That range is too big.
Bats seem to know this stuff, no secret.
... Or did someone open it and put this little ball in again
No matter what, this mechanism that he picked up casually in a place he had never set foot on was opened just like that.
An ordinary person who lives in a ghost town and the mayor of the ghost city doesn't even know who his parents are...
"Who are you?"
He still remembers the voice in the small black room very clearly.
who am I
Ning Gu, the bully of the ghost town, the successor of the leader of the non-ghost town who was raised by the group leader, the handsome face of the ghost town...
So who are you
He asked the head of the group many times, when he was young.
Who am I? Why do I have no parents? No one knows who they are
The leader's response was always silence.
Ning Gu tossed the small round beads in his hand.
Maybe the answer to all this lies in the main city, maybe that's why the group leader and the others didn't let him go to the main city.
So he had to go to the main city again.
And...he had a very good reason.
Why did Lian Chuan let him see those things.
One thing he can be sure of now is that Lian Chuan must know that he can see, and the purpose of showing his eyes is to let him see and feel.
Why
"The target is locked." Lian Chuan said.
The car rushed forward in the air, turned around and stopped in front of a pair of young people who were running wildly.
A man and a woman, holding hands tightly, look like lovers.
"The main city cleaning team," Lian Chuan looked at them through the scope, and said the line that had been repeated countless times, "According to the main city's birth population management regulations, the number 70135 female has not obtained the birth qualification..."
"She has a name!" cried the young man, with anger in his voice, "She's not a number! Her name is..."
Lian Chuan pressed the button, a silver light hit the man's leg, and he fell to the ground instantly, gasping for breath, the pain made him unable to speak anymore.
Don't tell me her name.
Lian Chuan re-aimed at the woman next to her, and she smiled at the gun.
Lian Chuan pressed the recycle button before she could speak.
In an instant, only the man lying on the ground with tears streaming down his face was left on the street.
The pain has not subsided, he can't move, can't make a sound, he can only stare at Lian Chuan who turned and stepped into the car.
"Die the hyenas!" someone yelled for him.
Lianchuan launched the A01.
"Devil! Death! Executioner!" another voice joined.
"The main city doesn't need you! Get out!"
Lian Chuan raised the front of the car and jumped onto the roof. The boss glanced at him, followed him and started running on the roofs.
"Come and sit?" Li Liang's voice came from the intercom, "You are quite close to us now."
"No." Lian Chuan replied.
"No drinking," Li Liang smiled. "Lu Qian and I are in Guangguang's shop. There are not many people there. Let's rest here."
Guangguang is Li Liang's friend, a girl from the Greenbelt. Because of her rebellious personality, she gave up the path of going straight to the internal defense or the city affairs department, and went to District C to open an inconspicuous entertainment store.
Entertainment shops are found in many places, all over the ABCD districts, but as the areas become chaotic from the inside out, the entertainment methods of the entertainment shops have also been upgraded from playing cards and chatting games to various performances, massages and alternative services.
It is said that bats also have a very strong bat style in form, such as fully modified bat duels, until they fall apart.
Lian Chuan has never seen it, and he has no interest. His limit is massaging his head.
For him who suffers from headaches all year round, this is indeed quite comfortable.
"Don't you really want to try things other than the head?" Guangguang leaned against the table with his arms folded, looking at Lian Chuan helplessly, "You can relax your shoulders, arms, and legs. You run every day. How tiring it is to run around, is it enough to pinch your head?"
"It's as if we still run with our heads every day," Lian Chuan closed his eyes, "Just press your head, there are equipment on your body to help you, so you won't be tired."
"Yeah, not only is there no power on the head, but also wearing a helmet, I'm tired." Li Liang was lying on a small bed next to him, because there might be missions at any time, and the exoskeleton was still there.
"Okay," Guangguang walked to Lian Chuan and began to massage his head, "Do you want something to drink?"
Lu Qian was behind the bar, making drinks while there were no customers, mixing water of various colors together.
"No." Lian Chuan said.
"You can try what I made," Lu Qian said, "It should feel pretty good."
"No." Lian Chuan repeated.
Li Liang laughed.
Lu Qian took a sip of the water he had prepared, and frowned: "Why do they all taste the same?"
"None of the ingredients went into the seasoning machine," Guang Guang said, "Of course it tastes the same."
Seasoning machines are expensive, except for the residents of high-end residential areas, they can be used in various entertainment shops and taverns, and the raw materials processed without seasoning machines have the same taste.
Compared with the automatic distribution of the system, the food and drinks that pass through the seasoning machine have more types and taste better.
This is what Lei Yu asked him to eat at home. Aunt Chun's craftsmanship is very good, and she can obtain better texture and more complex taste through repeated processing of raw materials.
But Lian Chuan is not particularly interested in all the flavors.
He sometimes wonders whether the taste is delivered by the seasoning machine to the raw materials and then passed to the tongue, or is the information directly transmitted to the brain through the raw materials
The ingredients are like a dream, there is no sound, no smell, no taste in the dream, but you still know what you heard, smelled and ate.
Everything is just what your brain tells you.
The tongue is just for talking.
Guangguang likes the people from the cleaning team to come to the store, they are all quiet, they don't talk much, and they don't make unnecessary movements.
District C is no longer what she remembered when she was a child, but the street view is a bit dark and generally peaceful. Now District C is slowly becoming like District D in the outer layer, dark and chaotic, and people have become scary, swearing. And fights are happening every day.
All the changes come from people's hearts. The accelerating decline of the main city has caused many people to have faint worries, worrying that they will become the generation that witnessed the main city being swallowed by the black iron wasteland.
It's also very good, instead of the silent and inescapable recycling death, it's better to witness how the world dies.
Just after pressing the top of his head, Lian Chuan's communicator beeped.
Before he could remove his bare hands from his head, he had already stood up, and when he walked out the door, the human voice came from the intercom.
"Assemble in groups of six and go to the station for inspection." Lei Yu's voice sounded.
"Group six received." Lian Chuan looked back, and Li Liang and Lu Qian had already followed.
"A group received." Long Biao replied.
Li Liang and Lian Chuan looked at each other. The last time they received an order to check the exit, it was a system error that opened the door of the material warehouse, and the experimental materials from the non-standard plan escaped.
"Please confirm the task content." Long Biao asked again in the intercom.
"The capture materials VB39 and VB45," Lei Yu said, "VB39 is high-risk."
Lian Chuan stepped into the car. The number of this combination means that the materials have passed the test and are mature individuals ready to enter the production experiment stage.
Management is quite strict.
Actually escaped
Or is the system wrong again
The possibility of this is actually kind of low.
"Why don't you let the city guards go?" Lu Qian used the group channel to question after setting off, "They are nearby, we still need to rush there."
"City guards and public security teams, one guards foreign enemies, and the other cleans up internal strife," Li Liang said. "The rest of the work is ours."
"This other scope is much bigger than I imagined." Lu Qian sighed, "No wonder when I applied to clean up the team, my trainer suggested that I check my brain."
"It's not impossible to check." Lian Chuan said.
"Huh?" Lu Qian turned to look at him from the roof across the street.
The laughter of several people in the group came from the intercom.
When the train does not come, the exit is just a barren field, there has never been any buildings here, and there are no traces of human life left.
Only a solitary track loomed out of the black mist.
Behind him is the main city, but if you don't look back, there will be no life in front of you, and you will be so lonely as if the whole world has ceased to exist.
In contrast, the ruins that can still be seen, even the black iron wasteland of the ruins, are warmer than here.
The people in the first group and the sixth group have already arrived, and formed an arc-shaped semi-encirclement according to the customary search formation, ready to press forward.
"Arrive at the mission location," Long Biao said, "start scanning."
The target information on the goggles has been transmitted. VB45 is a normal level, female, without aggressive traits, and VB39, which is also female, is marked in red, indicating a high degree of danger and corrosive traits.
Lian Chuan frowned. It seems that the non-standard research direction is no longer what he declared at the beginning. The purpose is to stimulate the human body's potential, increase resistance, and improve the ability to withstand harsh environments...
If the k29-like monster we saw before was an accident, then VB39, an experimental body that is completely different from 009 and has almost complete functions, is obviously to counter the traveler.
Unless it's another project, a project that the City Hall doesn't know about, a secret project.
Who did it? Why
Lian Chuan didn't want to know, but one thing was certain.
... another headache tomorrow.
The coordinates of the two experimental subjects quickly showed that they were not too far away, but the location was a little dangerous. It was already at the end of the safe section of the track, and there was a black fog ahead, and those who entered never returned.
"Pay attention to the safe distance." Long Biao said.
This safe distance refers to the black fog.
The semi-surrounding circle slowly moved forward, and soon Lian Chuan saw two swaying shadows in the thicker and thicker black fog, which looked like human beings, but VB45 was much smaller and felt normal The height of the male waist.
"Aim," Long Biao said, "one group left, six groups right."
The one on the left is VB39 and the one on the right is VB45. Lian Chuan has no objection to Long Biao taking the difficult task. His goal is to complete the task smoothly.
"Lock." He raised the capture gun.
Lian Chuan has never questioned the power of this gun, but after witnessing the spectacle that Ning Gu can still run like the wind after being shot twice...
In addition, the target this time is quite special. While aiming, he has already judged the direction in which the target may escape, so that he can change the capture route at any time.
The weapons of the two groups of people fired at the same time, and the lightning flashed into a net to pounce on the two targets.
VB45 fell to the ground.
VB39 jumped back while firing, dodging the attack.
After a few more steps, you can retreat into the black mist. Although the speed of dodging the attack is not fast, you can avoid it if you bet on the right firing time, but this speed is enough to retreat into the black mist.
When Lian Chuan closed the gun, he was already beside VB45.
Sparse hair, gray eyes, and darkened skin. If this is the human beings after the main city, more than half of them will choose to be swallowed by the black iron wasteland.
He grabbed VB45's arm and threw it back to Long Biao who followed.
Forced to VB39.
The two actions are performed almost simultaneously.
Everyone knows that Lian Chuan is faster than a weapon, and only by attacking with bare hands can he display his true speed.
But every time such contact is made, one's own safety is gambled.
The legend that Lian Chuan is as cold as a god of death largely stems from his obsession with completing tasks.
Lian Chuan's hand hit VB39's shoulder, which was not fatal, but it could subdue most opponents in an instant.
VB39 knelt down to the ground.
Lian Chuan's second blow was on the back, and there was a momentary hesitation that even he himself might not be aware of. He saw a shipping mark on VB39, a black round mark on the back of the neck.
This is the shipping label of the training department.
The two targets did not escape from the laboratory, but escaped during transportation.
And the place of escape happened to be the only connection point between the main city and the ghost town.
Although Lian Chuan tried his best not to think, he still made a judgment immediately.
This is an experimental product that the Ministry of Internal Defense will secretly transport to the ghost town.
After putting both VB39 and VB45 into the control box, Long Biao glanced at him.
People in both groups have seen the black mark.
Everyone knows what this means and is used to it.
"Lian Chuan." Long Biao looked at him.
"En." Lian Chuan responded.
"I really hate you." Long Biao said.
"This sentence may not be reset," Lian Chuan said, "after all, everyone knows."
"That's right." Long Biao kicked the box, "Add an electric lock and send it back to the Internal Defense Department."
When he got back to the side of the car, the boss came around and brushed his tail lightly on his leg, which was a sloppy consolation that he might have another headache.
Lian Chuan stepped into the car, and when he started the car, he saw the small leather pocket in the equipment bucket.
This was seized from Ning Gu before, and there is nothing worth handing in.
Lian Chuan didn't throw away the things that should have been thrown away after he put them on the car.
He glanced at the track extending into the black mist, and turned the car around.
Ninggu.
This traveler, who was just a hidden mine to him, has almost turned into a knife hanging above his head after discovering that the Ministry of Internal Defense and the ghost town may have a close relationship beyond the provision of experimental materials.