After a few seconds, the little blue flower did not move, and the wooden wall next to it suddenly opened.
Vines, bushes, flowers and grass, behind the wall is a lively forest path.
"Let's go. The Servant of God is inviting us." The priest walked inside, and the others quickly followed.
Charles looked around and thought about how to achieve his goal. He didn't know what this island was used for, so he could only act according to circumstances.
But from previous experience, it is impossible for the Foundation to create an island just to play house. Judging from their practices, there must be some dangerous things on the island, and these things may be their helpers.
At the end of the forest path was a purely circular pool. The water in the pool was not deep, just covering their ankles. The pastor led them to the center of the pool and waited.
One of the crew members bent down, scooped up some water from the pool and drank it directly. After drinking it, he said in surprise: "Boss! This is not sea water, it's drinkable!"
The captain looked at him with some dismay, as if he felt that he had embarrassed himself in front of God. "What are you drinking? Stand still!"
Just at this time, it began to rain in the forest, and the liquid falling from above soaked everyone.
When the rain disappeared and wind started to blow them dry, Charles realized that they were being disinfected. They were probably going to the core location. The subsequent steps proved Charles' guess.
When everything was over, the tree wall next to them suddenly cracked, and two people in black chemical protective suits came out. They waved their rubber-gloved right hands, signaling them to follow.
With a feeling of trepidation, they followed the two men inside.
Compared to the forest outside, everything inside is also made of wood, but the growth of plants here is obviously designed by humans. It is very simple in style of the foundation.
Although all this was very familiar to Charles, for the other members of the Heike tribe, such an unfamiliar environment made them feel scared.
"Sir Servant of God, we just need some fresh water. Once we get the fresh water, we will leave." The captain said uneasily.
"It's not that simple." Because of the blocking of the chemical protective suit, the voice coming from inside was a little muffled, as if someone was speaking with a mask on.
"You must be interrogated before you can leave. No details can be missed. This is a new project and the control is very strict."
"My Lord Servant of God, but we really..."
The bald captain was interrupted before he could finish his words. "Just call me Smith. Although we work in different departments, we are all colleagues. Don't be so formal."
"And don't make it difficult for me. This kind of decision is not something I can make. This is a rigid rule, just like a set procedure. Once it is triggered, it must be executed and no one can change it."
While the captain was still communicating with them, Charles kept looking around. He had seen this style of architecture before, in the former second and third laboratories.
If their layout had not changed, then there must be something dangerous imprisoned on one of the lower floors. Something that could be placed on an island by itself must be difficult to deal with, so he had to check it out first.
He gently bit Cindy's eye socket with his lower teeth, and Cindy nodded tacitly. He stretched out his hand and took out a fake eye from his sleeve. The moment he scratched his forehead, Charles in the eye socket jumped out and pushed the eyeball back in, and Charles shrank into his palm.
When Cindy lowered her hands, Charles crawled into his clothes and down his trouser legs to the floor.
Charles quickly climbed to the ceiling and swung his eight legs towards the stairs. He carefully dodged here and there, trying to avoid surveillance.
As he moved down the floors, various departments flashed before Charles, but when he ran to the second floor, Charles suddenly stopped. Through the window, he saw the projection of his head floating on a table.
"What is the Foundation planning to do to me?" Charles thought to himself.
After careful observation, he found that there was a person in the room who was writing with his back to him. Charles quickly climbed in through the window.
As he skipped and read on the virtual keyboard, the projection of Charles on the tidy table quickly disappeared, and a line of words appeared on it. "Charles' Psychological Profile" was quickly opened with spider legs, and Charles found that it recorded a lot of things about himself in great detail.
The Foundation seems to want to infer Charles' psychological activities from various aspects of his personality, living environment, occupation, and upbringing.
For some reason, the Foundation was unable to invade Charles' brain, and began to deduce factors from the outside.
After seeing the various inferences in it, Charles, who was sitting in the sun, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. This guess was too accurate. His own desires and thoughts had been estimated by them!
Suddenly, the door next to him opened, and Charles quickly climbed to the back of the table. Just as he stood still, a pair of legs wrapped in black stockings stretched out. "Huh? 2854, have you touched my things?"
"Who touched your things? The data you researched has been uploaded to the central computer. I want to see if you can download it yourself." The other party's words made Charles' heart tighten.
The thought of everyone in the Foundation watching everything about him made him feel as if everything in him had been stripped naked and was being watched under a searchlight. It was awkward.
This is not the most terrifying thing. If they can profile themselves, then they can also profile Julio, Jax, Jenny, and even those crazy people in the Fortan Cult!
When all their actions are predicted by the Foundation, even if the Earthsea humans have a card that can turn the table, they are bound to lose in the end!
The opponent will always control the action on the edge of that line, and eventually start Plan No. 3 again by gradually eroding it.
Fortunately, he already knew the other party's methods, so it was not too late to take precautions. Just for this reason, Charles felt that this operation was a big win.
He waited until everything at the table became quiet, then quickly crawled down the table legs to the ground, and finally slipped out through the gap in the room.
Just as he came out and hadn't taken a breath, Charles suddenly stopped. He recalled what the man had just said, "Upload to the central computer? If I can search their database on the central computer, can I find more top-secret information?"
Charles thought about this and stopped looking for the imprisoned anomalies. If he could find all kinds of information here, why would he go to SITE6
He began to search room by room, looking for a computer that was not controlled by anyone.
When he finally found a virtual computer that no one was using, a search bar appeared in front of Charles and he was stunned.
There are so many things to search for that I don’t know what to search for first.
After hesitating for a while, Charles quickly jumped a few times on the virtual keyboard, and the three numbers 001 quickly popped up in the search bar.
(End of this chapter)