Before the bed was pushed to the temporary ward, Qiu Shi fainted again.
Although Qiu Shi felt very sleepy and fell asleep, he was still sure that he had fainted at the moment he lost consciousness. After all, he would not fall asleep while talking about such a topic with Xing Bi.
When he woke up again, he was a completely different person. Compared to the time he woke up next to the electric shock chair, he now felt like he was truly awake.
Xing Bi, who was always so sensitive that he could even hear a fart from a bedbug eight hundred meters away, did not even notice that he had woken up. He was sitting beside the bed, looking at a laboratory structure diagram projected by the pet next to him, and occasionally rotating it with his fingers.
The first-level biochemical body that randomly appeared in the optimal range had very beautiful fingers, slender and strong. Qiu Shi was a little dazed when he saw it.
When he suddenly remembered what Xing Bi had done to him with these hands... Damn!
His breathing suddenly became a little unstable. He didn't know whether it was because he was too embarrassed or if he really wanted some excitement like Xing Bi said.
"Awake?" Xing Bi stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at him, pushed his feet on the ground, and slid the chair with wheels to the side of Qiu Shi's bed.
"Yeah." Qiu Shi smiled.
Xing Bi leaned over the bed, propped up his chin with one hand, and reached under the quilt with the other hand to hold his left hand: "Your examination has been completed. The nerves are still somewhat damaged, but because they have been strengthened, they can be repaired."
"What does nerve damage mean? Am I crazy?" Qiu Shi asked.
"There will be some effects that you may not be able to perceive, but you will recover soon," Xing Bi's fingertips gently stroked his palm, "Does it still hurt here?"
"It doesn't hurt," Qiu Shi said, "From the beginning to the end, this injury has never hurt at all."
"I pinched it in vain." Xing Bi said.
"Did you pinch it and break it?" Qiu Shi asked.
"Well," Xing Bi's fingertips moved slowly along the palm, stopped at the wrist, and continued up along the forearm, then to the upper arm, and to the shoulder, "I kept calling you, but you couldn't hear me, so I wanted to give it a try."
Qiu Shi didn't say anything, his attention was all on Xing Bi's fingers.
Xing Bi's fingers circled around his shoulder, then began to move down, to his collarbone, left chest, from the ribs to the left side of his waist, and then down again.
"What are you doing?" Qiu Shi asked.
"Review the game." Xing Bi said.
"Fu...you just did this kind of thing?" Qiu Shi was shocked and turned his head to look at him.
"Yesterday," Xing Bi's fingers paused at his waist, then slid to the middle, rubbing circles on his lower abdomen, "not just now."
"Yesterday?" Qiu Shi's breathing tightened, not because of the word yesterday, but because of Xing Bi's hand.
"You've been unconscious for a day." Xing Bi's fingertips moved forward lightly and his palm covered his lower abdomen.
"One day?" Qiu Shi was stunned.
After being stunned for two seconds, he immediately reacted. He reached out and grabbed Xing Bi's hand. He looked around first and confirmed again that this was a temporary ward converted from a lounge in the basement of the showroom, and not in some unknown corner.
He lowered his voice and said, "That's enough!"
Xing Bi didn't say anything, just smiled.
"You laugh..." Before Qiu Shi could finish his words, Xing Bi's hand had already broken free and slid down.
At this moment, he only felt that the white light from the lamp above his head suddenly spread out in all directions, so dazzling that he could not see anything clearly. The light seemed to shine into his brain, and his mind went blank in an instant.
Qiu Shi wanted to sit up, but just as he stood up, Xing Bi leaned over and kissed him, then pushed him back onto the pillow.
"The plan has been finalized." Someone knocked twice on the ward door from outside, and it could be heard that it was Lin Sheng's voice.
"Come in." Xing Bi came out of the bathroom next to him with water droplets still on his face.
Lin Sheng walked in and asked when he saw Qiu Shi, "Are you awake?"
"Yeah." Qiu Shi cleared his throat.
In fact, he had been lying there for at least five minutes, and he had finally recovered. He wanted to get up from the bed, but now that Lin Sheng walked in, he suddenly lost his courage.
After all, this was the person who personally watched Xing Bi "awakening" him the entire time yesterday.
"There is no way to let the people in the laboratory know how to open it..." Lin Sheng leaned against the door.
"I can go in again." said Qiu Shi.
Lin Sheng said nothing and glanced at Xing Bi.
"You are dreaming," Xing Bi said, "Your internal energy has been completely dissipated now."
"What is that?" Qiu Shi asked.
"Internal force." Lin Sheng said.
"This doomsday guy has never read martial arts novels." Xing Bi said as he took the pet from Lin Sheng's hand and threw it into the air, projecting the activation plan onto the wall next to him.
"Is this a map of the laboratory?" Qiu Shi sat up, threw back the quilt and got out of bed.
"Well," Xing Bi looked at the picture, "when the laboratory was installed in the exhibition hall, a tilted space was left..."
"Do we have to tilt the lab to open it?" Qiu Shi was stunned. "Won't the inside fall apart?"
"So we have to leave them time to fix important instruments," said Lin Sheng.
"When will it be done?" Qiu Shi asked.
"We'll do some work tonight and then restore it to its original state," Xing Bi said. "With Cheng Gu's help, they should be able to fix all the important equipment in one night and one morning."
"Li Feng didn't sleep again." Qiu Shi found it a little funny when he thought about it.
"You almost died trying to save him," Xing Bi said, "Why is he still sleeping?"
"What if..." Qiu Shi looked at the slowly rotating laboratory structure diagram in front of him, "What if that set of numbers is not a password?"
"Then let's prepare a memorial service for Li Feng." Xing Bi said.
"Fuck." Qiu Shi laughed.
"This set of numbers and that chart go together, right?" Lin Sheng asked.
"Yes." Qiu Shi nodded.
"That's right," Lin Sheng said, "You're pretty good to be able to find this."
"I didn't find it," Qiu Shi looked at Xing Bi, "it was... a little bit of the teacher's consciousness."
He used Whitebeard's last words, that he was not the teacher, he was just the last bit of the teacher's consciousness.
Xing Bi didn't say anything, just stared at the picture in a trance.
"He said something else. Do you want to hear it?" Qiu Shi asked.
"Yeah." Xing Bi responded.
"He said that the teacher had died a long time ago, and you had complete memories with the teacher, from childhood to adulthood. Now you no longer need the teacher, and just remember him," said Qiu Shi.
Xing Bi didn't say anything.
"He also said..." Qiu Shi said, "The painful weakness of the biochemical body is that the memory will not be blurred or forgotten."
"I want it and always remember it." Xing Bi said.
"Biochemical bodies are not human beings. We are beings that should not exist," Lin Sheng said. "Perhaps we will care more about remembering and don't want to lose every second of our experience in this world."
Qiu Shi looked at Lin Sheng. This was the first time he heard Lin Sheng say such words so seriously.
"We'll be waiting for you in the conference room." Lin Sheng said, turning and walking out of the ward.
Qiu Shi walked behind Xing Bi, put his arm around him, and gently touched the corner of his eye with his fingers.
"Am I someone who cries so easily in your heart?" Xing Bi asked.
"Aren't you?" Qiu Shi said.
Xing Bi smiled.
"I have never seen any biological being cry except you." Qiu Shi said.
"Really?" Xing Bi paused, "In fact, all of us will cry."
"But you're the only one who always cries," Qiu Shi said, "so you're the strongest subs, not because you cry, but because you have the strongest emotions."
"It suddenly makes sense, partner." Xing Bi said.
"I must be crazy, maybe I suddenly realized it," said Qiu Shi.
"It's nerve damage, not nerve loss." Xing Bi said.
Qiu Shi laughed: "Your teacher asked me where I went to school, and the teaching quality seemed not very good. Although he said it was not your teacher, I think he is, no matter which small piece of weak consciousness he is, he is."
"Yeah." Xing Bi nodded.
The laboratory was very quiet. To be exact, as long as Li Feng didn't speak, everyone was very quiet.
Li Feng was leaning back in a chair and sleeping. The people on both sides of the glass wall, whether they were biotics or humans, were silent, as if they were sleeping together.
Li Feng knew that no one was in the mood to speak.
At least these humans are in no mood. It's been five days, and the deadline for them to suffocate to death is getting closer and closer.
Li Feng looked at the work records hanging on the wall. He had drawn a big 5 on it with a pen. Turning the page, he saw 4, and then 321.
This work record is hung on the wall facing the laboratory door, and everyone in the room, whether inside or outside the glass wall, can see it.
Director Wu came out of the experimental cabin and just took a can of food to eat. When he saw the numbers on the wall, he was stunned and turned to look at Li Feng: "What is this?"
"The official countdown to the death of pure humans," Li Feng rested his head on his arm, "How is it? Isn't it meaningful?"
Director Wu threw the can at him without even thinking: "You are totally insane!"
The can did not hit Li Feng. Director Wu's aim was not good. If it were Qiu Shi, he would have definitely hit a hole in his head as long as Xing Bi did not stop him.
"Old Wu," Li Feng stood up and picked up the can that had fallen on the ground. He took a small plate next to him, poured out the meat and vegetables from the can, and then took a small spoon and slowly ate two bites. "The outside world hasn't contacted us for three days. If they haven't found the password and are preparing, then they can't find the password."
"Aren't there only these two possibilities? Do I need you to tell me?" Director Wu looked at him.
"Then which possibility do you think is greater?" Li Feng glanced at him, "I personally tend to find the password and am preparing."
"Why?" Gao Shan asked from the other side of the glass wall.
"Qiu Shi is not the kind of person who gives up easily. Given his personality, if he can't find it through the general's method, he will definitely contact them to discuss other possibilities," Li Feng said while eating. "After so long without contact, he must have found it and is preparing."
"Shouldn't you notify us if you find it?" Gao Shan asked.
"It can only be said that the channel used to contact the general may not be usable," Li Feng said, "It seems that the password is not easy to find."
"So what you mean is..." Director Wu said, "We just need to wait for rescue now?"
"There is still a 40% chance that he is waiting to die," said Li Feng.
Director Wu was stunned for a moment, then he got furious and came over and slapped the plate out of his hand: "I told you to eat it!"
The moment the plate fell to the ground, a somewhat dull sound was heard, as if something had hit something deep underground, and there was a "clang" sound, with the ground vibrating slightly.
Li Feng stopped when he was about to pick up the plate.
No one in the room said anything, everyone was feeling carefully.
Then there was another muffled sound, and the two chairs next to it moved and slowly slid towards the corridor on the other side of the experimental cabin.
Li Feng raised his head and looked at Cheng Gu: "Is this house crooked?"
"Yes," Cheng Gu replied, "it is tilted 5 degrees to the northwest."
"What's going on?" Director Wu suddenly became nervous.
"It's time to get busy," Li Feng stood up, "Fix all the machines that are not fixed here."
"What do you mean?" asked Director Wu.
"We may not have to die," Li Feng said, "They are reopening the laboratory."
"How do you open it?" Director Wu was stunned. "Did you open these two layers?"
As he was speaking, the ground beneath his feet shook slightly again. With the muffled sound coming from deep inside again, the room seemed to have returned to its previous level.
"It's level?" Director Wu looked at Cheng Gu.
"Yeah." Cheng Gu responded.
"All small movable items, chairs, unfixed screens on the table, small instruments and the like," Li Feng lit a cigarette, "are placed in the smallest experimental cabin. Those that can be placed in cabinets are placed in cabinets, and those that cannot be placed are piled in the northwest corner as much as possible to reduce bumps during movement..."
While Director Wu was still in a daze, Cheng Gu had already gone over and taken two display screens to the corridor.
"Move, Old Wu," Li Feng said, "These are your lives."
"What do you mean?" Director Wu asked. Although he still had doubts, he dragged two chairs and prepared to go in.
"Hey," Li Feng stretched out his foot and hooked a card, "Leave one for me, I want to sit down."
Director Wu looked at him and didn't let go.
"The way to open it may be to tilt the entire laboratory... a little bit," Li Feng said, "They have no way to contact us now, so we just need to move it a little bit to give them a hint."
"Are you sure?" Director Wu looked at him, "How do they know that we can understand?"
"So this is a hint for me." Li Feng also looked at him, "The remaining large machines that may move need to be fixed."
Director Wu was silent for a while and nodded: "I believe you." When Director Wu and Cheng Gu began to busy themselves with fixing various machines, Li Feng turned around and stood by the glass wall.
"There shouldn't be anything important outside, right?" Chen Dang looked at him. "If there is anything important, it shouldn't be our business."
"Cooperate," Li Feng said, "They haven't been rescued yet. It depends on your mood whether to save them or not."
Chen Dang smiled.
"There is a vase and a green-haired doll on the shelf in Old Wu's office," Li Feng said, "Secure those two things so they don't get damaged."
"What is that?" Chen Dang asked.
"I collected an antique vase and an antique figurine. I gave them to Old Wu before," Li Feng said. "Don't damage them. They are hard to find."
"Okay." Chen Dang nodded.
"Mr. Long can be injured, but he cannot die," Li Feng said, "It doesn't matter if he is tied up or something else. He is still very important to Yuncheng."
Chen Dang looked at him without saying anything.
"Move, bio-body," Li Feng said, "There is no other way in front of you except the one I left for you."
"Which one?" Chen Dang asked.
"Cooperate with Yuncheng," Li Feng tapped lightly on the glass, "Work, it won't take long before we start pushing the house outside."
Xu Jie walked into the monitoring room and glanced at the monitoring screen: "All 28 of these have been activated."
"Yeah," Xing Bi responded, turning the three-dimensional structure diagram of the laboratory projected in the middle of the room in front of him, "Li Feng should have reacted to that just now."
"Should we send someone down to check it out now?" Xu Jie asked.
"Let's do it together." Xing Bi glanced at Zhang Tan beside him, "Are the data from the laboratory normal now?"
"It's normal," Zhang Tan said, "but no, I don't know if there will be any emergencies after the switch to manual. I need to call first, open the channel, put a surveillance camera in, and go in to see the specific situation."
"Can this passage automatically tilt like it did just now?" Xing Bi asked.
"No," Wang Hong said, "The angle just now is the maximum limit of the automatic operation. The original design of this angle should be convenient for the maintenance of external lines. If you want to reach the point where you can enter the monitoring, you need to do it manually."
"Come with us and take a look," Xing Bi pointed at Wang Hong, "Zhang Tan and Ji Sui stay here and keep an eye on it."
There is a very low floor below the laboratory. Qiu Shi and Xing Bi would hit their heads if they walked a little faster when they entered.
This floor was reserved when the exhibition hall was first built. Mr. Long and other "younger generations" may not know about the existence of this floor. Wang Hong and his colleagues spent a long time analyzing the drawings embedded in the laboratory before they determined that there might be another floor here.
"You call this the maintenance floor?" Qiu Shi lowered his head. "You can't even get a bigger machine in here, let alone do maintenance."
"In theory, a laboratory of this level would not need any large equipment to be repaired for hundreds of years," Wang Hong said. "If it really reaches that level, we can only say that the laboratory must have suffered huge damage."
The upper middle position of this floor has been opened. Previously, the small angle of the laboratory could be lifted by pressing a button, but now a larger angle is needed to put the surveillance camera in for a check, so it has to be operated manually.
"Who's coming?" Wang Hong said.
"I'll do it." Lin Sheng said.
"How about..." Wang Hong glanced at Sang Fan standing next to him, "Why don't you let her do it? She's thinner and it will be easier for her to operate."
"Okay." Sang Fan nodded. Before anyone could say anything else, she jumped up, climbed through the opening above, and entered the gap below the laboratory that was filled with various metal brackets covered in oil mud and huge screws.
"There is a small controller," Wang Hong quickly explained to her, "Look for it. It's not marked where it is. It should be..."
"Found it," Sang Fan said. "There are a lot of buttons and numbers on it."
"Are there up and down arrows?" Wang Hong asked.
"Yes," Sang Fan said, "Is it that simple?"
"Most of the people who come here are maintenance workers. If the operation is too complicated, it is easy to make mistakes," Wang Hong said. "When we designed it, we may have considered that our overall technical level would decline in the future."
Sang Fan pressed a few buttons on the controller as directed by Wang Hong. A huge, dull metallic clicking sound came from inside, and the hinges began to move, shaking the floor beneath his feet. Dust and various tiny debris could be seen falling from inside, and Sang Fan could hardly be seen with the naked eye.
"Has it started?" Colonel Yu's voice rang out.
"Not yet, I'm just raising it high enough to explore first." Qiu Shi turned around and saw Colonel Yu with a few people and a military detector.
"This thing is really..." Colonel Yu frowned and stepped on a ladder nearby to look up, "Unexpected."
"Yes." said Qiu Shi.
"You can direct the preparations in the monitoring room," Colonel Yu said, "Didn't you just faint for a day? Don't you want to take a rest?"
"It's fine now." said Qiu Shi.
"It's better not to overwork yourself. Although you are young, you still need to rest if you are injured," said Colonel Yu.
Qiu Shi glanced at him. Colonel Yu had two dark bags under his eyes, and it was obvious that he had not gotten much rest. Being stationed on both sides was already a lot of work, and Li Feng had locked up several of the most important people in Yuncheng together. No one would have had a chance to rest in this situation.
"Alright," Xing Bi said, "Sang Fan, withdraw. The detector goes in."
When Sang Fan jumped down from the upper floor, his body was covered in dust, and there were many strands of unknown stuff hanging all over his body and hair.
"Can you see what's going on inside?" asked Colonel Yu.
"There are spiders, rats, and snakes," Sang Fan counted, "all dead."
"What about the structure?" Colonel Yu asked, "Is there any damage on the bottom? Is the angle stressed..."
"It's very solid," Sang Fan said. "It can be placed at an angle for three hundred years without any problem."
"Detector go in." Colonel Yu tilted his head towards the people he brought with him.
A flat, round detector flew out of an opened box nearby. Under the control of the operator, it slowly rose up, entered the upper level, and flew into the gap at the bottom of the lifted laboratory.
The location of the turntable has been marked, and the operator only needs to fly there according to the coordinates.
The images returned by the probe can be seen on the screen. This space, which has not been opened by anyone in nearly two hundred years, is full of flying dust. The supports are divided into grids by half-person-high steel frames, which are very solid. When you are close, you can clearly see the numbers on the steel frames.
This support system can easily support the entire exhibition hall, not to mention the two-story laboratory.
"Go over the next steel grid and you'll reach the turntable," the operator said. "Now continue over it."
"The situation down there is not bad. It shouldn't be a problem for us to take our equipment over there," Colonel Yu looked at the screen, "If nothing unexpected happens..."
The detector sent back the next frame of the image, and several people were stunned.
Under the steel frame, there are two human skeletons.
"Fuck," Qiu Shi leaned in front of the screen.
"What is this?" someone asked in shock, "Is it a human?"
"One human and one biochemical," Xing Bi said in a steady voice, "Can the detector bring out the small cube of the biochemical?"
"Yes," the operator said, "there is a grabbing device, but it may damage the skeleton. If you need to keep the skeleton to determine the cause of death..."
"It's okay. We can already see it from the returned footage," Xing Bi said, "The human died from having his neck twisted, while the biochemical body died naturally."
"Natural death?" Qiu Shi turned and looked at him.
"Starved to death." Xing Bi said.
As the monitor approached, the gas ejected from below brought up ash and sand, creating a cloud of dust. The human skeleton on the left suddenly collapsed downwards, turning into a pile of broken bones and powder, while the sitting biochemical skeleton on the right also fell to the ground, with its bones shattered into small pieces.
"Why are there two people here?" Wang Hong stared at the two skeletons on the screen that had suddenly become unrecognizable. "Who are they?"
"There will be tests during installation. To keep it confidential," Colonel Yu cleared his throat, "testers may be left inside."
"It would be better to drag him out and shoot him," said Qiu Shi.
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