Li Zhen closed his eyes and was silent for a while, then let out a soft breath.

You can't take it as if everything happens. In other words, no matter how anxious you are, you can't rush to the enemy's lair when there is still a possibility of fire in the backyard.

It is indeed possible that those people are cyborg warriors. But the Empire isn't the only one that can come up with cyborg warriors. It is important to know that the technique of the Gate of Truth in this aspect is said to be ten to twenty years ahead, not to mention An Ruosu, the white knight, who had obtained a lot of information from the northern base in the first place.

In connection with Guo Baorong's previous trip to Siberia, he felt that the possibility of those people belonging to the imperial military was very small.

If such a group of people really gathered in Wanzhou, plotting something in an area so close to Yuzhou, he couldn't find a reason to sit idly by.

So he smiled at Guo Baorong: "Then we may be able to continue on the same road." I'll have to go over there and have a look. ”

He had expected to encounter something in the other half of Yuzhou, but he didn't expect the journey here to be unexpectedly peaceful. It was not as crowded as his side, and the streets seemed to be more deserted and deserted. They walked all the way to the center of the city before they saw the crowd again. People stand on the side of the road in twos and threes, looking at pedestrians on the road with insensitive and insensitive eyes. Many people were in rags, and it was even harder to see patrolling soldiers and police officers on the streets.

In fact, the essential difference between the two sides is not limited to this - not only in terms of wealth or poverty, but also in the spirit of these people.

At least the immigrants on the other side of the door are still trying to survive. They try to sell their physical strength and even their lives to get something, unlike these people. Simple-minded. Li Zhen was a little puzzled by this difference, but when he walked out of this door, he finally knew what was the reason for the Dao.

There's a reason why it was empty when I walked over before. It turns out that to this day, the rulers here still impose some kind of restrictions on the people here - those who pass through this place can pass, and the aborigines here are restricted from freedom. He didn't know what the purpose of this was done, but many times many decisions were made largely because of a slap on the butt from those in power.

This kind of situation was not uncommon in the past, let alone in this day and age.

And when they were about to pass through the gate here and go to Wanzhou, they found that the soldiers guarding the gate were engaged in a rather ancient profession - collecting "city gate tax".

"Gate tax," that's exactly what they call it. Everyone had to pay a considerable price to get through unharmed, and judging by the look on their faces, they were familiar with doing this kind of thing.

Earlier, he had seen two soldiers searching the pedestrians on the side of the road. There is no reason or procedure. Just stop it. Then search for it and take the "loot" and go away.

In such a region, where personal property is difficult to secure, it is strange that there are people who are motivated to work hard.

It seems that the General Sun here ...... I haven't really expressed my sincerity yet.

But at least for now, Li Zhen doesn't plan to pay attention to what is happening here. He even paid some things to the guards guarding the door, and then set foot on the border of Wanzhou with Guo Baorong's family of three.

He could feel it. It's true that the temperature is getting hotter. The temperature here is a little higher than the main urban area of Yuzhou, which is full of high-rise buildings. And now they are only in the suburbs of Wanzhou. Haven't arrived in the city yet. And once you get to the main city of Wanzhou, because of the heat island effect, the temperature there can indeed easily reach more than 40 degrees Celsius.

It was as if there really was a huge stove that was placed there. Then it releases a surging heat in all directions.

Met a car on the road and they hitched a hitch. Li Zhen quietly listened to Guo Baorong chatting with the car owner and kept some information in mind. Judging from these few words, the rulers here are quite normal. In fact, Xiao Heng can also be regarded as normal, and even belongs to the category of "promising" - in terms of people's livelihood.

It seems that since he cheated Guo Baorong once three years ago, that person has never done anything out of the ordinary.

But the problem is that Xiao Heng used to be normal.

So he only looked at the scenery outside the car window, and occasionally talked to Guo Baorong. The two of them planned to continue looking for their daughter in Wanzhou, but Li Zhen wanted to go to the Taizi Lake to have a look first.

Originally, they met in Pingshui, and they were familiar only because Li Zhen was an "alumnus" of his daughter. In the past, perhaps the couple would have been enthusiastic about arranging a lodging for him. A landlord's friendship. But in such an era, they only told Li Zhen to be careful in everything, and then broke up outside the door of the community where they lived.

The former guards and access control were all ineffective, and the whole neighborhood looked a little dilapidated. It's morning, but the sun is already starting to give off amazing heat. The distant landscape distorted slightly in the rising heat, and a toppled lamppost lay across a path in the neighborhood.

He followed Guo Baorong's previous instructions and stepped on a road on the right.

In fact, you can already vaguely see Prince Lake here. There is a row of landscape trees planted near the lake, but now the leaves are yellow, the branches are wilting, and they look like they are about to die. There is always a process of tree death, and most of them should first lose their leaves and then wither. But the death of these trees seems to have come especially violently, more like the vitality has been drained all at once.

Li Zhen walked over slowly with his bag on his back, and his hand ran over the trunk of the tree.

After walking a few more steps, he turned a street corner, and he saw people.

The men were now standing in groups of three or five walking up and down by the lake, occasionally turning their heads to talk to each other. If the weather wasn't as hot as it is now, if these people were old people, this scene would have made sense. But the problem is that they are all young people, and the oldest does not seem to be over forty years old.

Li Zhen stopped and looked at them from afar. Guo Baorong is right, these people do look quite serious. They are all soldiers with straight faces, pursed lips, and a vigilant look on their faces, as if they are performing a certain guard mission.

One saw him, and the others looked over this way.

Exactly the same cold eyes. With a silent admonition.

Li Zhen smiled and slowly retreated, back to the corner of the street.

Then he frowned.

Guo Baorong's wife did not observe carefully enough. And he noticed one thing.

It was hot, and these people were sweating. At a distance of more than ten meters, ordinary people can't see the appearance on their faces clearly, but Li Zhen can see it clearly. Then he found that there was no sweat on the faces of those guys.

Perhaps it comes down to the fact that they are all heat resistant. However, these people's bare arms and necks have fine beads of sweat. It's not that they don't sweat, it's just that their faces don't sweat.

Thinking back to that rigid expression and the keen eyes that didn't match that expression, Li Zhen realized that they must have done something on their faces. And now he had that thing on his own face—some kind of special paint. It is used to hide its original appearance. Waterproof, lightweight, and can make uncomplicated expressions with the muscles underneath. But it's not very breathable.

Those people had it on their faces. And as far as he knew, only a certain group of people needed to use this thing to hide their difference.

Or that they're not human anymore—

Xenogene.

Wanzhou really has a problem. It's the big problem.

Then there is also a problem with this Taizi Lake.

A bunch of high-level xenomorphs with intelligence have fenced this place around, and it will be a year or two...... What attracts them?

Or the word "wai" should not be used. Rather, it should be, protection.

They suppress their bloodthirsty and murderous nature. For two years, he "did not commit any crimes" against the residents of the neighborhood. The thing or thing that makes them do so must be extraordinary. And the most plausible explanation he could think of was-

The master of these things.

Species.

Come to think of it. Li Zhen took a deep breath. And I felt that the scorching air that had enveloped me in it had become a little cold.

Every awakening of the species is inevitably accompanied by heavy casualties. Whether it was Chiyou or Lucifer, or the egg, they all left him with unforgettable and deep memories.

So this time......

He shook the gun in his hand. If you really guessed it right. He would never allow that kind of guy to wake up in the urban area of Wanzhou.

So he slowly retreated, turning into a dark street corner nearby.

This is a speculation. He needed more evidence to prove it and prepare himself better. In fact, in addition to the general inference just now, there are other doubts that need to be answered.

For example, if this is a species waiting to be revived, then what is a group of higher-order xenomorphs guarding it?

Wouldn't it be better to control the head of the local government and turn it into the sphere of influence of those madmen?

Or, simply dig it up and transport it back to their base camp in Siberia.

And spending two years "waiting" is not a wise move in any way.

Besides, there is another thing - what did the team that Guo Baorong was accused of going to Siberia do?

He spent the whole day wandering around the neighborhood and noticed that there seemed to be more xenomorphs than he had imagined. In addition to those near the lake, they can occasionally be found in the streets and alleys of the neighborhood. These creatures seem to be on guard of the perimeter, looking at everyone it deems suspicious with a grim gaze like the street thugs of the past.

In one day, he made six laps around the neighborhood. That's one of the things I've learned from the base in the North in the past - if you think there's something suspicious but you don't see any clue for a while, take a few more trips without being noticeable. If the first time is in a clockwise direction, then the second time is in a counterclockwise direction. When the perspective changes, I can always perceive a lot of things that I have overlooked before.

He did, and he did get something.

There is also a pattern in the distribution of the so-called peripheral sentinels. They are densely populated in a few areas.

Li Zhen found a small hotel in the evening, then got a pen and paper, and downloaded a flat map of the area around Taizi Lake from the computer in his room.

Taiping Lake is not round or oval, it is L-shaped.

He also marked the few xenomorph spots in his memories during the day on the map, then left the table with both hands, and stared at the paper with a slight frown.

After looking at it for five minutes, I couldn't come to any conclusions. There seems to be little pattern to the distance between each stronghold, even from the shore of the lake. There were nine points in total, like nine flies, which upset him.

So, after twenty minutes of stalemate, he stood up tiredly, intending to take a shower and go downstairs to get something to eat. However, when I entered the bathroom, I found a piece of paper on the wall - water supply from 6 a.m. to 9 a.m. and 8 p.m. to 12 p.m. every day.

Only then did he remember that it was not in the General's Mansion now, but in the arid Wanzhou.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly, pushed the door and walked out of the chamber to eat something.

Next door to the hotel is a restaurant, and the decoration should have belonged to the high-end atmosphere in the past. However, now there is a sign outside the restaurant with the words "home cooking" written on it. The next row of fly-headed letters are densely filled with dish names and prices, which can be regarded as good and cheap in today's world.

Li Zhen walked in with his feet up, ordered three dishes, and ordered a pot of rice.

Meals were quickly served. He filled his stomach with great efficiency before he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he leaned back in his chair and decided to rest for a while, and by the way, he would hear if any of the people in the restaurant could provide him with valuable information.

But most of the ones that come into the ears are worthless parents, and they are full of negative energy.

He turned his gaze back to the dishes on the table, made up his mind to listen for a few more minutes, and then got up and left.

But when I look at it like this, I can't take my eyes off it. Because the four dishes, three large and one small, are crowded together at the moment, forming a triangle.

Li Zhen looked at them in a daze for more than ten seconds, and then Huo Ran got up, checked out, and strode back to his room.

He spread the paper out on the table and began to draw circles with his pen centered on the dots that gathered together. After three attempts, he dropped his pen and let out a long sigh.

There are a total of nine perfect circles, which happen to completely cover Taizi Lake in the smallest overlapping area.

Subsequently, although he had roughly determined in his mind, he had re-read the scale of the map of the Taizi Lake area on the computer, and added the circles he had just drawn with the drawing function of the system.

The actual diameter of each circle is about 200 meters. And this happens to be the maximum radius of the base station-type force field limiting device!

In other words, those guys who he previously saw as peripheral sentinels were actually the guardians of the base station-type force field generator!

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I'm sorry for my math teacher (to be continued......)