Chapter 230: Hunting the Apostles: Preparing for the Battlefield
[Project Name: Fortune Cookies.]
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: Fortune cookies are to be kept in the break room at Foundation headquarters, and anyone who wishes to get their hands on them can get one from the box, but only one for 48 hours, to ensure that everyone can share it. It is strictly forbidden to store fortune cookies without permission and take them out of the Foundation for other purposes. Everyone reads their own destiny at their own risk.
Description: Fortune cookies are a piece of packaging with the words "Good Luck? The biscuits were found to be full and automatically filled every 12 hours, and the mechanism of the newly filled biscuits has not been ascertained, and the manufacturer of the fortune biscuit cannot be identified.
Each biscuit in the box is individually packaged, and after repeated tests, it has been verified that all biscuits are made of ordinary materials and have not suffered any contamination. Each individual package contains an 18mm ร58mm white slip of paper with "Destiny" written in blue ink, and each fortune cookie has such a note inside the bag.
However, the "fate" note inside the fortune cookie is not a pre-set text set by the ordinary manufacturer, and the "fate" inside each cookie is special to the person who tears the package, and so far it has all been correctly realized. After experiments, it was found that regardless of whether the experimenter consumed the biscuit or not, as long as the bag was torn open, the "fate" on it would take effect, and these "fate" were not all positive. ใ
Although everyone in the office has more or less come into contact with the [Fortune Cookie] file, and many people have tried it out of curiosity, they all know that the word "lucky" is unreliable, and some people have always said that this cookie is actually a curse.
But tonight is about to carry out one of the most dangerous missions in the Foundation, and everyone's life and death are uncertain, whether they will survive or not, and no one can resist Yuwang, who knows the future in advance.
There are a total of eighteen biscuits in the lead box, which corresponds to the eighteen main personnel who participated in this person.
Xiao Zheng took a piece, tore open the bag with his mouth, swallowed the biscuit twice, and then took out the note in it to check his "fate".
His note read: "You and your old buddy are crazy! โ
"Sure enough, it's nonsense."
Xiao Zheng looked at his right arm hanging on his chest, smiled, crumpled the note into a ball, and threw it in the trash.
"Lao Yi, what about yours?"
He stretched out his head to look at Yi Zhiyu's note, the two were of the same age, so they were naturally more familiar with each other.
Yi Zhiyu's note read: "Don't touch things. โ
Canglan also stretched out her white arm from under the robe and took a piece, but no one saw what her "fate" was.
After everyone finished taking it, Xue Ding, the commander of the logistics unit, wanted to take the lead box out, but found that there was still a cookie left inside.
"Won't you take a look?"
Canglan asked Liang Wan beside him.
The latter smiled awkwardly and said, "It's actually the same whether I look at it or not." โ
She pulled out the last fortune cookie and tore open the bag as she said, "It must be 'You're kidding me, dice!'" Believe it or not? โ
Unfolded the note, and sure enough, it was this sentence.
Under the black robe, Canglan's eyes were a little puzzled, I don't know why she couldn't figure out why she was able to guess her "fate", or she couldn't guess what this sentence meant.
Schrรถding quickly came back from outside and said, "I'll take you to familiarize yourself with the venue first." โ
The venue, naturally, is a hunting ground at night.
Ganghe City is surrounded by hilly terrain with rugged roads and many remote places, so it's easy to find a suitable location.
As for how to lure Liu Fusheng over, in fact, they had already made a plan.
They drove to a clearing, a large meadow still green, and looking around, all directions were surrounded by low mounds, forming a natural depression, which was perfect for a battlefield with the apostles.
However, at this time, the warm light sprinkled in this basin, but there was a dead silence.
In the center of the meadow, there are no buildings, but there is a strange door 2.1 meters high and 0.9 meters wide, and on the front and back of the door, two personnel wearing Foundation robes stand with weapons in charge.
The door seemed to have been placed here for a long time, but it looked out of place, full of a strange sense of disobedience, its surface was completely covered with rust, I don't know whether it was paint or bloodstains, red debris like drifting snow, constantly peeling off the door, accumulating in piles on the grass, where the debris fell, all the tenacious weeds withered, the dry grass path twisted into a terrifying shape, as if some kind of mutation, struggling to stretch upward, and finally became like a withered yellow vine, Densely clinging to the iron gate.
The air around the door was distorting in a way, the sunlight shining on the door did not bring any light to it, and the door was still so dark that it seemed as if all the light had been swallowed up by it.
All eyes unconsciously converged on the door, as if it had some kind of fatal attraction.
"Calm down!"
Xiao Zheng shouted loudly: "This is the main gate, if you walk in, no one will be able to save you!" โ
Only then did everyone come back to their senses and break out in a cold sweat.
Liang Wan was not affected by this door, and at the first glance of seeing it, the archives she had seen before instantly appeared in her mind.
[Project Name: Rusty Paint Door.]
Object Class: Euclid
Special Containment Procedures: Any personnel attempting to enter the door are to be terminated immediately upon warning! At all times, four C-class personnel are to stand on both sides of the corroded paint door at all times, and if the door is found to be open, the humans who emerge from it are to be terminated immediately before they can return to the door.
Experiments with rust-painted doors require permission and accompaniment from at least one A-class personnel. The use of rust-painted doors requires the application of a minimum of two A-Class personnel.
Description: The appearance of the rusty paint door is a 2.1Mร0.9M old iron door, without door frame and hinge, and the door handle has been completely rusted and cannot be turned. The door was found inside a collapsed building in the Lolit Mountains of Northern State. The space around the corroded paint door is always distorted, and personnel below Class C will be contaminated in close contact with it, and the contamination process is irreversible, and the subject's sanity becomes crazy, believing that the real world is a dream, and 9 out of 10 subjects commit suicide within a week, and the other [DATA EXPUNGED].
Open the main body of the rusted paint door directly, behind the door is a completely dark space, different kinds of detectors have lost all signals after entering, even if the personnel are tied to the rope, they will lose all traces after entering, and can never return, and the rope itself is cut by some sharp weapon. Within a radius of 100 kilometers around the main body of the Rusted Paint Door, a random secondary door will appear, the secondary door has no entity, and any object with the concept of "door" can become a secondary door. The secondary door can only be used once, after which this feature will disappear, and the secondary door can be teleported to the space where the main door is located instantly, the main door has no positive and negative sides, and the teleported person will randomly appear through either side, and no matter what barrier there is between the two doors, it will not affect the teleportation.
If an individual is teleported through a secondary door, that person will also be contaminated by the main door, and will normally attempt to return to the previous location through the main door, only to be teleported back to a random secondary door.
Addendum: In 1070, a teenager in a small town near the Lolit Mountains opened the door of his house and was transported to a collapsed building 88 kilometers away. ใ