Only a few hours had passed since the night's commotion, and the uncontrollable sound of discussions still echoed among the prisoners, shrouding the sky above the barracks like fog. The guards and prison chiefs were holding whips, and their vicious scoldings and beatings could hit the Jews at any time like unpredictable thunder, but despite this, they still could not completely cut off this conversation spawned by fear and disbelief. A look, a gesture, a slight shake of the head can make the pervasive panic spread wider.
… monster.
Swarms of thousands of monsters.
They came in a hurry and left in a hurry, only staying on the ground for no less than ten minutes. However, the bright light of the power grid, the devil's sharp fangs, the evil posture of crawling on all fours, and the overwhelming roar... these are like A bright lightning flashed only for a moment on a gloomy rainy day, and was imprinted on people's retinas for a long time.
Fear and curiosity are the best catalysts for rumors. Sometimes, they can even transcend the high pressure of death and pain and quickly sprout more exaggerated and eye-catching new branches in a closed environment. From "monsters were raised in the concentration camps" to "the SS soldiers in the concentration camps were all monsters" to "the experiments in the concentration camps were to turn people into monsters"... rumors that were both true and false were rampant and intensified until that afternoon. Before the Nazis organized manpower to intimidate the prisoners into silence, Xie Yuanyuan and others fled among the crowd, and finally released another explosive news.
- "These monsters are transformed by prisoners. Someone found jewelry worn by people on them. If anyone disobeys, this will be his fate."
As a result, this speech riot, which the SS had not had time to intimidate, arose vigorously in fear, and then calmed down quietly in fear.
"Use retreat to advance," Du Zijun commented, "This is a good move."
Wen Zheliu said with a smile: "We can't let them live without freedom or die now. We can only do it step by step."
Du Zijun was noncommittal. As he said, Wen Zheliu's move was very clever.
In an environment of strong power and oppression, the momentum that public opinion can generate is very limited, and those who stir up public opinion also have to bear great risks. But Wen Zheliu used an intelligence piece full of threats and information to stop the spread of all previous rumors, and promptly cut off the risks that the prisoners needed to bear. At the same time, he hinted to them: Your worries are reasonable, and your assumptions are also reasonable. It will come true, but there is nothing you can do, there is nothing you can do.
In this way, when the grief and anger of fear and helplessness have fully fermented, Du Zijun and Chi Qingliu appeared in front of the Jewish prisoners as saviors, which was undoubtedly like the last life-saving straw in the hands of a drowning person, enough to make They realized that no matter how much they endured or resigned to fate, they must firmly seize this only opportunity.
On the other side, with Xie Yuanyuan helping to cover up, Gu Xi secretly developed a medicine to relieve the symptoms of the attack under the doctor's nose, and got in touch with the two players who had gone to the depths of the jungle alone and discovered the lake. The other party seemed to be very willing to cooperate and agreed to Gu Xi's request for cooperation. However, the other two players who were said to be serving as caretakers were out of contact and could not be found.
The next day after Wen Zheliu watched in the underground research institute, the soldiers who went into the mountain to conduct a detailed search returned without success. They only found a layer of torn off coats under the tree. The commander became furious and ordered the troops stationed underground to turn back. A third of the time went up to strengthen the defense, and the three people spent more time patrolling the ground. Wen Zheliu was able to walk in the laboratory with a higher degree of freedom and watch the behavior of the monsters in the maze.
"You seem to be very curious about them." A voice came from behind, "Don't you see enough of this kind of thing in the third world?"
Skull, after hearing Zheliu, he didn't look back.
This man named after the sun-eating wolf is not very talkative, and when facing Hati, he is very dignified as an elder brother. However, this has nothing to do with Wen Zheliu. The only identity suitable for him and these two people is The murderer and the victim.
"However, you did surprise us." Skull continued, and the scientific researchers on the side moved away from them automatically so as not to disturb the conversation between the officers. "Both the first world and the third world are under your control. , why not solve it quickly?"
Wen Zheliu asked: "You seem to have a lot of questions?"
"When you are born, you have to face billions of questions from the world," Skull replied. "Don't you have any questions, kid?"
Wen Zheliu did not express any opinion on this title. He simply asked without looking back: "What did He Rui get from the other world? In other words, what did you get from the other world that can support you again and again?" Come here to die?"
“…”
Wen Zheliu's voice was light and fast, like clean raindrops hitting the smooth bluestone: "Respond immediately, or refute immediately, please note that silence is also an answer-"
"No." Skull said reflexively, but as soon as he said the words, he felt horrified in his heart.
"-But a quick denial..." Wen Zheliu slowed down his speech, then turned around and smiled at him, "It also contains an unspoken message."
"You are indeed plotting something. What is it? What kind of great plan requires you to use death and life to pave the way?"
The muscles on Skull's cheeks twitched slightly, as if they were bouncing. He stared at Wen Zheliu coldly, his light-colored pupils like two ice without temperature.
"Don't talk to me again," Wen Zheliu turned around. His move seemed easy, but in fact he had already straightened his waist and abdomen, ready to welcome the enemy's angry counterattack. "Isn't it enough to teach me a lesson? Do it again? Both times, He Rui's underwear was almost exposed by you."
Skull's breath was trembling unsteadily, and he was trying his best to endure the angry breathing. The hot and sharp murderous intention stabbed Wen Zheliu's back like a sharp arrow, almost causing him to feel actual slight pain.
After a long time, Skull sneered.
"... No, I will come to you again." He said, "Your fate will not be any different from your parents who came here voluntarily to die."
Hearing that Liu Dingding looked into his eyes, Skull suddenly discovered that there was no anger or murderous intention in the young man's eyes, only a mountain-like willpower running through them, bright as fire and uncrossable.
"A hundred times, a thousand times," Wen Zheliu looked directly at him, "You can't change your ending, come and try."
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In the face of such eyes and expressions, the sun-devouring demon wolf couldn't restrain the urge to retreat, and there was a lump in his throat.
But Wen Zheliu ignored him and strode away from Skull without leaving him an unnecessary look.
After walking to a deserted place, Wen Zheliu turned on the communication tool and whispered: "Brother."
"I am here."
He did not intend to tell He Qin the details of the conversation that Skull had just made him angry about. He just said: "I just met my twin brother, and I confirmed some news from him."
He Qin didn't speak for a while. Hearing Zheliu cough quietly, he actually felt a faint feeling of guilt in his heart.
"What are you talking about?"
Wen Zheliu hurriedly replied: "There are indeed ghosts. I can feel that they came in a strange way."
He Qin's voice was like a whisper in the night: "Don't worry, we have our own way of responding. When this world ends... I will go and check it out."
The sound of footsteps in the distance gradually became clearer. Wen Zheliu stopped the short conversation and walked towards the laboratory.
There were still four days until the counterattack that ended the plan.
In the early morning of the fourth day, the frightening news had already reached the ears of all the prisoners. The boiling discussion cooled down so quickly that they soon turned into white ashes when the charcoal fire was extinguished, silently doing hard work, silently Suffering in despair with no way forward. Only the news spread by ghosts can vaguely bring a ray of light: it seems that among these prisoners like them, someone has made a promise, promising to return them the freedom of life.
Gu Xi's research reached an impasse. The conditions in his shack were not as sophisticated as those in the laboratory. He could only use medicines from other world systems to fight against mermaid blood. When Xie Yuanyuan saw him again, he almost didn't recognize the unkempt face in front of him. The charred boy was Gu Xi who was able to attract the two prison chiefs to treat him cruelly.
"You..." He hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to tell Chi Qingliu the news.
"Don't ask, it's because I haven't slept in two days." Gu Xi said numbly.
He created a closed space in the shack, surrounded by all kinds of bottles and cans. The wine from Yuzhao Tea created an innocuous little illusion for the guards in charge, causing them to completely ignore this oriental boy. The presence.
Xie Yuanyuan was surprised and said: "What's wrong? Isn't it possible?"
Gu Xi raised his head and wiped it hard on his face. This wiped away some of the sallowness on his skin, and also wiped out two clusters of depressed sparks in his eyes.
He rubbed his palms hard on the prison uniform, gritted his teeth and raised a finger to Xie Yuanyuan: "For example, suppose that mermaid blood is botulinum toxin, one of the most toxic biological toxins in existence. This thing is more toxic than... It is more poisonous than organic mercury, and I don’t have any professional and modern scientific research equipment at hand. Let me ask you, how can I develop its antidote in just a few days?”
Xie Yuanyuan stared at him with his mouth open for a long time, then said blankly: "Dream?"
Gu Xi: "..."
If it weren't for Xie Yuanyuan's extremely weak sense of existence, he would have given him a good beating.
"No," he said, "I choose to change the system and direction."
"?" Xie Yuanyuan was confused, "What do you mean?"
"After all, this is a game world." Gu Xi picked up a shiny golden bottle, "Since science can't do it, can I use magic or witchcraft to do it?"
Xie Yuanyuan suddenly realized: "Oh! Then, what are you worried about? Didn't you find a solution?"
Gu Xi faced the void with a kind and weak smile.
"-Because the raw materials I brought here this time are too damn few!" He roared angrily, "It's just like the primary school students three hundred years ago who had just finished learning 1234abcd and were about to take the college entrance examination!"
Xie Yuanyuan was silent briefly.
After a long time, he said tremblingly: "Then why don't you give up first, and we can think of something else..."
"Impossible." Gu Xi flatly refused, "It is impossible to give up. It is impossible to give up in this life. I must study it. If I can't study it, I will definitely order Yuanyang when I go out to eat hot pot with Chi Qingliu. pot!!"
Every word and every word is striking!
Xie Yuanyuan: "...then, come on, I, what, I will come over to check the progress..."
Seeing that Gu Xi ignored him, Xie Yuanyuan hurried away with sweat on his forehead.