Chapter 152

Ye Huan cautiously left the small room, walking on the ground without making any sound. Outside was a long corridor, and with the help of dim light, Ye Huan was careful to be alert to any sounds around him.

This is a completely unfamiliar road, and now Ye Huan is in a blank area on the map, because it is completely unfamiliar, it brings Ye Huan a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

What he has to do now is to get out of here quickly, find the path he is familiar with, and then use the map in his memory to find the laboratory and rescue Dongfang Susu in the laboratory.

Walking cautiously on the ground, suddenly there was a sound of broken footsteps around the corner in front of me, and two people were walking this way.

Ye Huan chuckled in his heart, his eyes turned around, this corridor is fifty meters long, there is no shelter in the middle, there is no way for Ye Huan to hide. And at this time, the footsteps are getting closer and closer, and they are about to appear here.

Suddenly, Ye Huan's body jumped up, like a bat, attached to the ceiling of the corridor.

As soon as they hid themselves, two people walked out of the corner. They chatted as they walked, not noticing a person lying on their stomachs overhead.

Suddenly, a man stopped, his brow furrowed. Another person asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The man did not answer, but looked up at the ceiling above his head, and saw that there was nothing above his head.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing, nothing." The man shook his head, thinking that what he had just seen was his hallucination.

On the ceiling, there is a ventilation duct, and at this moment, Ye Huan's body is crowded into this narrow ventilation duct.

Ye Huan didn't come out again, and the probability of being found in the corridor was too great. He crawled along the ventilation duct, not knowing where the exit was.

A light appeared in front of it, divided into dazzling. Throughout the underground castle, there is a dark, gloomy atmosphere. But it's different here, and it feels like it's bright.

What kind of room will it be below?

Ye Huan approached quietly, glanced through the air window, and then quietly threw a stone into the room.

Throwing stones to ask for directions, Ye Huan waited silently for ten seconds, and there was no movement in the room below. He opened the window and quietly jumped into the room.

It was just a closed room with only a small door, and at this moment, the door was still locked. Ye Huan's eyes swept around, feeling that this room was a little strange.

First, the room is so clean, so clean that there is not a trace of dust. The second is that the furnishings in the room are too simple. It's as simple as a single bed, a cupboard, and not even a chair.

Ye Huan found that there was a photo hanging on the wall, showing a majestic soldier wearing the uniform of the German army during World War II.

Seeing this scene, Ye Huan suddenly realized that the owner here should be a soldier, and all the simple furnishings are in line with the style of a soldier.

And under the photo, there is a certificate of honor, because it is in German, and Ye Huan doesn't know what is written on it. Presumably, it should be some kind of title or something.

The furnishings on the wall cabinet are simpler, with just a few neatly arranged German books, a pen, a bottle of ink, and a picture frame.

Inside the frame is a photo of a woman, wearing a plain printed dress with a smile like a flower, although the photo is black and white, you can also see the beauty of the time.

Ye Huan looked at it, put down the photo, sat on the bed by himself, and fell into deep thought.

It's been an hour or two since I entered the castle, but there is still no progress, and until now, I don't know where I am, and the map I have memorized for a long time is of no use.

What happens next?

Ye Huan quietly raised his forehead, and couldn't help but feel a little disheartened. I felt in my heart that I should go out to find it, find the laboratory as soon as possible, and rescue Dongfang Susu.

Before leaving, Ye Huan suddenly had a lot of fun, he unbuckled his belt and looked at the photos of soldiers, honorary awards, and women on the wall...... I happily sprinkled a soak of urine, and in the originally clean room, there was an instant smell of urine.

In the end, Ye Huan picked up the ink on the table, dipped it in the sheets, and with a stroke of the pen, he left a sentence on the wall.

Ye Dashao once visited here!

Speaking of which, I have to say that Ye Dashao's knowledge, this sentence, he wrote in both Chinese and English, as if he was afraid that others would not understand it.

In this way, Ye Huan was satisfied, continued to drill into the air window, entered the ventilation duct and disappeared.

What Ye Huan is looking for now is the laboratory of the castle, let alone the laboratory at this moment.

Dongfang Susu was squinted in the nutrient cabin, naked, and the nutrient chamber was filled with light green nutrient solution. At this moment, Dongfang Susu seems to be asleep, and her body functions are smooth and healthy.

The priest stood in front of the nutrition cabin, staring at Dongfang Susu's body, unable to take his eyes off it.

A doctor standing beside him excitedly said, "This is a masterpiece from heaven, this is a gift from God!" In no time, he will be able to merge perfectly with your body! ”

The priest nodded slightly, turned and left the lab. He was very calm, and it was only from his flaming gaze that he could see the turmoil in his heart.

Until he stepped into the elevator, the flame in the priest's eyes had not been extinguished. He imagined the future, as long as he devoured Dongfang Susu's life force, he would have at least ten years of life.

And the god-man gene in Dongfang Susu's body is that he often feels terrifying. Soon, though, the gene will become its own. Ten years is enough time to make yourself stronger.

Powerful enough to qualify for more delicious 'food. ’

The elevator slowly ascended, and the priest's mood gradually calmed down, everything was planned and there was no need to be excited.

Few people know one thing, the priest was once a soldier, a military doctor to be exact. He participated in two world wars, saved many people, and received many honors.

But this is not the most important thing for a priest, for a god, how can he care about the honor given to him by others. What he really cares about in his heart is the woman named Lilian in his hometown.

My mind couldn't help but sink into the memory that it was the first time the priest had left his hometown to join the army. Lillian sent him all the way out of town, and it was at the mill outside the town that the priest and Lillian had their first time.

It was the first time that I will never forget, and in the future, the priest had terrifying energy, and in fact he could get countless women, but gradually, he had lost interest in women. And there is no woman like Lillian who makes her soul and body tremble together.

The priest always remembered that time. On the battlefield full of artillery fire, only the woman in the town cared about the priest's heart and gave him one of the few warmths.

Until the end of the war, the priest simply returned to the town in impatience, ready to hold Lilian's warm body again.

However, Lillian has become someone else's wife, after all, the priest has been away from home for too long.

Belch...... It's a sad story.

However, almost a hundred years have passed, and Lillian has long since slept in the ground, but the priest still thinks of her occasionally.

Usually at this time, the priest would come to his room that he had restored from his residence in the barracks, hold a picture of Lillian, and confide in her about some of the recent events that had happened to him.

The priest had been lonely, and Lillian was his only companion.

Although Lillian is dead, she has always lived in the priest's heart.

The elevator stopped, and when you stepped out, there was a closed wooden door in front of you, and even the lock was in the style of the last century.

The priest took out the key and opened the lock almost with trembling fingers, he had accumulated a stomach full of things to say to Liliane.

The door opened, and the priest was stunned!

I saw that I always cleaned it myself, and I couldn't wait for the dusty room to be in a mess at the moment.

The futon on the bed fell to the ground, there were a few footprints on it, a pungent smell in the air, a photo of himself that year, a certificate of honor, and yellow water stains on it. Lilian's picture fell to the ground, and she was still smiling in the photo, but at the moment there was a puddle of yellow water on her face.

And on the wall, there is a dragon flying and phoenix dancing, a sentence written in both Chinese and English.

Ye Dashao once visited here!

The priest was stunned, he was really stunned for a long time, for a long time, he raised his head and roared out a sentence from his throat: "Ye Huan, you bastard!" ”

The priest was so mad that he paced around the room. He looked at the picture of Lillian on the ground, and he couldn't pick it up, and he didn't pick it up.

This is the only picture of Lillian on the priest. Naturally, technology is so advanced that it is extremely easy to reproduce a photo. But the priest felt that once Lillian's photo was copied in multiple copies, it lost its memorial value.

Therefore, this photograph is the only one of the priest's photographs. And now Ye Huan has sprinkled a soak of urine on it. Even if it can be wiped clean, the priest thinks about it, and when he talks about it affectionately in front of this photo in the future, he will always feel a little nervous.

After a long time, he bent down helplessly, picked up the photo, wiped the photo clean in his heart, and scolded Ye Huan's name non-stop.

The priest's mother tongue is German, and there are not many curses in German, how can it be compared to the long history of national scolding, which is broad and profound.

Over and over again, it's some: you trash, bastard, you're going to hell when you die...... Something like that.

Looking at the handwriting left by Ye Huan on the wall, the priest thought a little sadly: How can you scribble, how can you be so unqualified!

By the way, it's just not quality! The priest stood there, repeating a phrase in his mouth.

Chinese people just don't have quality! Chinese people just don't have quality! Hey, it's just not quality!

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