Chapter 420: A Great Harvest

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Although the Truth Society was a mess, Feron had to admit that he had much more to gain here than in the wasteland. As a city that constantly resets in a shattered time and space, New York is not short of materials. And after brainwashing the members of this base, Feron also learned how they created so many Terminators. It turns out that according to the observations of these Truth Society members, if they just take them and leave them untouched, they will disappear when they reset the next day. But if they do something with these materials, then what they make from these materials will not disappear. Until now, a large number of androids that the Truth Society has placed in New York have been made in this way.

And Faeron also learned about the two self-destructors who were chasing after him on the wasteland before, and sure enough, they were also the research results here. It's just to resist the harsh environment of the wasteland. Those who blow themselves up are more lethal and have a certain amount of self-intelligence.

In addition to this, Fei Lun also found a large number of energy chips in this underground warehouse. It seems that this wild Transformers demon has a lot of good things. And these energy chips Fei Lun naturally laughed at them along with the androids, anyway, that wild demon has been frozen into ice cubes by snowbirds for 10,000 years, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come out in 180 years. Instead of putting these energy chips here to eat ashes, it is better for Faren to use them. Not to mention that along the way, the energy chips held by Faren are almost bottoming out, and they are just right to replenish them.

However, for Pheron, he was more curious about one more thing.

"That's it?"

Looking at the empty room in front of him, Ferron glanced at Dr. Harrison behind him. He was originally a physicist, but on the day of the disaster, he was turned into a living dead by his professor, just like everyone else. Since then, he has been kept in a coffin and has become the centerpiece of the main engine in the underground base. And now, his body has been completely frozen by the snowbird, and his soul has been bound, becoming a slave of Faeron.

"Yes, yes......... Master. ”

Harrison looked at Faeron in horror and lowered his head. He was not afraid of death, having existed in the form of the living dead for so many years, and his only desire was to die completely. But now, he finally ushered in the death he expected, but to Harrison's despair, when he died, he realized that death was not liberation, but a new hell.

Soul bondage is different from Franke's brainwashing, which is to fundamentally change cognition, while Feren's shadow magic is to completely bind the other party's soul and make it surrender. But other than that, it doesn't change the other person's mind and will. Therefore, Harrison looked at Faren in front of him and only felt a chill.

The Society of Truth is well-structured, and naturally there are a variety of ways to deal with it. In fact, after Faren and them hacked into the host and activated the emergency system to close the base, almost all the high-level officials chose to commit suicide. They destroyed all the materials they had with them, and took their lives without hesitation.

When Fallon ordered Franke to shut down the emergency system again, the entire base, except for a few of the middle and lower level personnel who were still alive, everyone else was dead.

Of course, not everyone is willing to die, but the ideological and political work at the top of the Truth Society is clearly doing a good job, and Feron has seen the tragic situation of conflict breaking out in more than one place. And those Truth Society executives almost did not hesitate to shoot their own men, and then chose to commit suicide, but fortunately, Franka deliberately kept an eye on them and waited for them to leave the room before activating the emergency system, otherwise these people would have destroyed all their information.

But it makes no sense.

Harrison watched in horror as Ferron relentlessly awakened their souls, using the terrible black magic to suppress them and extract all the information they knew. And those who refused to obey were completely tortured by Faeron, and the soul-burning pain was terrifying just to watch from the sidelines, and when they experienced it, it was worse than death.

Especially when they remember that they are dead, the sense of hopelessness is even stronger.

Harrison, on the other hand, has completely surrendered.

He was once a world-renowned physicist, but that didn't stop Harrison from having his own spiritual beliefs, being a member of the Truth Society, and believing that everything he did was to make the world a better place. He believed that there would always be an end to his suffering, and that angels would eventually come to him and let his soul go to heaven and find rest.

At least, that's what Harrison used to think.

But now......... He came to hell.

There was no heaven, no angel to save him, only a demon, who had his soul in his hands, and he could only bend humbly and let the other party send him.

Neither he nor his companions chose to die to protect the Truth Society, but death is not the end. Their souls are forcibly awakened, they suffer again, they wail, and eventually, they have to reveal the secrets they have hidden, and then they are reduced to fragments of their souls.

There will be no angels to greet him, and not even his soul will exist in this world.

Such fears left Harrison with no choice.

"There's nothing here?"

Looking at the empty room in front of him, Fallon frowned and looked at Harrison again. This room is about the size of a study, but unlike the other rooms, there is not even a bit of decoration here. In addition to the incandescent lamp overhead, there was only a square table in the middle of the house, and there were not even chairs.

"We don't know anything about it either."

Harrison answered Pheron's question very sincerely.

"This is a special time contact method within the organization, and it is recorded in the emergency manual that if we lose contact with the organization for some reason during the special period, then open this 'contact room', and then save everything we have done during this time on the hard drive, and then put it on the table."

"And then?"

And then ......... The hard drive is gone. ”

At this point, Harrison also looked at the table curiously. To be honest, he never understood what was going on.

"We don't know where the drive went, we just know that two days after the drive disappeared, the drive would reappear on the table. It will record what we need to do next, as well as the progress of the current mission and new information and objectives........."

"That's interesting........."

Faeron walked over and carefully examined the table in front of him, it was an ordinary table, without any markings. There's nothing strange hidden underneath either. But how does the truth do this?

"Have you teleported anything other than the hard drive, or have you been in contact with other places?"

"No, master."

"So, what's going on with those androids in the wasteland?"

"Probably the manufacturing is carried out in an outside manufacturing factory, and we have been responsible for the research and improvement of the bionic man, as long as there are drawings and technical conditions, then the manufacture of the bionic is not difficult."

I see, that is, this underground base is basically equivalent to a research and development center of the Truth Society?

Thinking of this, Faeron nodded.

"So, do you have a way to get in touch with the truth now?"

"No, master. We've been making individual contacts on a time-based basis, teleporting once a year, and it was only two months ago that we received a request from the Truth Society to make further improvements to the androids. The next time we contact the Truth Society, it may not be until next year. ”

At that time, the daylilies were cold.

"How much do you know about Project Key?"

"I know as much as you know, master, and frankly, Project Key isn't on our list."

That's right, the screw supplier doesn't need to know the progress of a space shuttle.

"Okay, I see."

The lack of further clues about the Society of Truth made Faren a little dissatisfied. However, the loot obtained here has made Feren satisfied enough.

And then, it's about the handling of this base.

Thinking of this, Faeron sighed deeply, and then took out a prismatic crystal from his bosom.

Almost, it's time to call Stefaal.