This security gate is the oldest door that Kemon can find, and it is the only one that has seen the Golden Gate Lord show his face the whole time.

Kemon interrogated the security guard who had been holding the gate for forty-two years, and the security guard said that this was the place where the Gate Organization used to train new people to break through to disciples, and that there were other doors that could lead to the area.

However, the security door has not been used since five years ago.

Because of the rapid technological progress in modern society, surveillance cameras are everywhere, and even his backward second school has installed cameras.

The security guard deliberately broke a few, but then the camera was repaired by the maintenance master, or replaced with a new one, and he didn't dare to do it too many times, so he could only reduce the frequency of giving away.

At the same time as sending people in, let those who go in give feedback on the situation here, so that the door organization knows that his door is not suitable for giving away.

After all, every time he sends someone, there is a high probability that the person who goes in will die, and if there are many missing people, he can't hide the truth as easily as before.

So five years ago, the door organization took into account the difficult conditions of cameras everywhere, allowed the old man to stop giving away, and asked him at the end if he would be promoted to a disciple.

The old security man's enthusiasm for promotion has dissipated, and he is too self-conscious and afraid of death, so he has been dragging it out.

The people of the Door Organization also read that Jesse Mondstadt was an early and old member of the Order, so they did not close the door and always reserved the right to open the door for him.

Maybe one day the old man will want to open it and knock on the door to get promoted.

After recalling the old man's experience, Kemon closed the door of the security guard, and the whole world fell silent.

In the blink of an eye, I was in another room.

It was a dark chamber, with only a faint glow from the vents above.

According to the old man's recollection, this was a wasteland world, and there were people guarding the door.

But I haven't sent anyone for five years, and there may not be anyone outside the door, so I need a token to call the people of the door organization.

Kemon didn't use the token, and the door organization was in a period of refuge, and suddenly found that the door that had not been opened for five years was suddenly given away, and there must be some suspicions.

Kemon leaned against the wall, silently feeling the heat distribution outside the wall.

There are no large caloric organisms.

Kemon thought about it and took out the dirt escape item from the storage scarf.

"Dirt Hood"

"Put on your hood and you can travel across the land for ten seconds."

"When you're done, 1/1000th of your muscle tissue will turn into hard rock."

Kemon put on his hood, and the ground beneath his feet was like a ripple of the water.

Kemon held his breath, sank into the water and started a downward swimming position, and then punched his legs? How many strokes do you have with both hands? Resurface to the surface and return to the surface to remove the hood.

Side effects just appeared? It is worn away by the power in the body.

Tuck your hood into a storage scarf? Look at the whole dusk of the sky.

Dilapidated buildings ahead, a commercial street in disrepair? Old human-powered trolleys, hanging on the wall of old shop billboards? Billboards contain doctrinal texts related to the Door Organization.

See those words? The resistance power in Kemeng's body moved slightly, and these spiritual pollution were removed.

There is a trace amount of radiation in the air that stimulates the human body at all times, improves the body's spiritual perception and muscle tissue growth ability? Resistance? It also contains the implicit stimulus of the idea of entering the religion.

However, the radiation could not affect Kemon's body, and they were all wiped out by the resistance forces.

Less than two minutes after walking into the ruined city, there were a few flies flying beside me, buzzing their wings vibrating, with some kind of spiritual pollution? It can give people the illusion of self-encouragement that they can successfully promote themselves to discipleship.

Kemon's thoughts moved slightly, and a few flies were cold? The body stiffened and fell to the ground like a stone.

Crisp and faint sound? A few flies were like broken pieces of ice, split into a dozen parts.

Kemon pulled out the mask of the Faceless? Between face changes? Wrinkles getting old? The body has become shorter, and the temperament has also become a sixty-year-old man.

The clothes on his body were short-sleeved white shirts and did not wear security uniforms.

Kemon didn't plan to inform the Men in advance, he was going to hit the enemy by surprise, and the face on his face was just used to disguise.

He didn't need to activate the token of the sixty-year-old security guard, just standing in the middle of the street, there were countless historical images flashing in Kemon's eyes, providing him with a lot of information about the door organization.

A minute later.

Kemon changed into a stalker's clothes, and the aura on his body suddenly hidden, and walked towards the gutter street in the wasteland city.

Along the way, those rusty iron doors, old electrical appliances, and clothes that have accumulated dust for decades on the clothes pole all have a story behind them.

There is no sound in these stories, only pictures, and after sorting them out in my head, the answer is about to come out.

Kemon already knew where the door tissue cultivated people was.

Above the sky is the void, and Kemon does not need to use satellites to detect it, and has already determined the truth through various synaesthesia images.

Only the underground is the hidden place of the Door Order.

Xiashuigou Street, as the people who used to live here called it.

The further down you go, the more and more huge pipes are lining the streets.

These pipes are connected to a thermal power plant on the ground, which is not a dead city, and there are still people living in it.

Kemon could feel the heat of the massive pipes, and the heat was transmitted from the ground to the ground.

Kemon soon found the entrance to the underground street, where a human was guarding, but the gatekeeper's attention was not on the door at all, but on holding a book containing spiritual pollution, and reading quietly.

Kemeng carefully senses the heat of the gatekeeper's body, and the heat in the brain is about a hundred times higher than that of the body, and he should be a disciple of the door organization, with the means of brain alienation.

The next second.

The gatekeeper, who was only interested in reading the book, suddenly felt cold all over his body and couldn't speak.

The brain was also frozen, unable to think, and it was dark in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see what was going on behind it.

Kemon's face changed rapidly, his height increased, his waist muscles shrank slightly, and he turned into the appearance of a gatekeeper, and then threw the body into the storage scarf, and let the rice balls in the scarf help deal with it.

Enter the underground mall and use the mechanism to open the huge gates.

There was no one behind the door, people were operating underground, and it had become impossible to convey the news of the enemy attack.

After closing the heavy door, the radiation from the wasteland world suddenly decreased by a hundredfold, and the harm to humans was not great.

However, there are several times more spiritual pollution items in the underground street than on the ground, and the floor that can be seen everywhere depicts the spiritual pollution font of the door organization in a casual corner.

After more than 300 steps down the street, the voices of the people increased.

On the first basement block, the two doormen were stunned for a moment when they saw the "gatekeeper" coming down, and greeted Kemeng in strange language, which probably meant good evening, why did he come down suddenly.

All kinds of historical images flashed in front of Kemon's eyes, and the voices and contents of the conversations that appeared here in the past all appeared in Kemon's mind.

To kill, or not to kill, disguised as a gatekeeper?

Kemon thought quickly as he heard the sound of the first block radio.

"Nineteen o'clock in the evening of wasteland time, the people of the first block, please go to the Holy Land and listen to the teachings of the disciples."

The ceiling is lined with dense circuits that connect to the various radio speakers, giving off a hoarse bass voice with a slight mental pollution in the voice.

This is a disciple training place operated by the door organization, and there is a risk of death when promoted to become a disciple, so they use the number of people to make up, and over time they form a population gathering place.

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