Now that Murong Zhilan has discovered the entire No. 1 base, only these three places have not really been explored, this has been of great help to the cultivation team to successfully rescue Yang Linyi.

After a night of research and consideration, the cultivation team finally decided to start with the experimental building mentioned by Murong Zhilan.

At present, the upper base of this base can be regarded as a mixture, the delegations from the earthling bases all over the surface of Mars, and more Martian people who came from the Martian dungeon, are all arranged by the people of the first base in this upper base, and there are so many unfamiliar faces appearing in the upper base, which is a good time for them to act.

Since it was to secretly explore the experimental building of Base No. 1, Li Chen and the others naturally couldn't sneak in directly, even a master with a strong existence like Murong Zhilan couldn't do it, let alone Li Chen.

So when doing this kind of thing, you still have to rely on high-tech means.

When a mosquito-sized miniature robot flew out of the spire where the cultivation team was located in the night, it also marked the official implementation of the cultivation team's plan to rescue Yang Linyi!

Sakuragi told them when he left that they should try not to leave the arranged accommodation, but in fact, it was mainly because he was worried that the earthlings and Martians would inadvertently clash in Base 1, and before the two sides reached a consensus, any small contradiction could lead to a big war between the two races.

Of course, if Sakuragi knew what the cultivation team had experienced in Qianyuan City, I am afraid that Base No. 1 would not dare to receive the people of Base No. 5 at all!

Wherever there are human beings, many associated organisms will quickly breed with them, and even in the foothills of Mount Olympus on Mars, where the air is thin and the climate is very different from the Earth's environment, all kinds of arthropods and insects have thrived in Base 1 for several months.

Of course, the creatures here are still very different from those on Earth.

For example, a genetic soldier patrolling the basement of the experimental building of Base 1 slapped him in the face, and an insect about the size of his thumb that looked like a mosquito was directly exploded by him, and his face and hands were all slimy with bright red blood.

The experts in the laboratory building had studied this kind of bug, and they said that it was not poisonous, so the soldier had no scruples about slapping it directly in his face, anyway, no one would come to change the shift until noon the next day, and I don't know how many more of these mosquitoes will appear at that time. Anyway, he could still hear that annoying buzzing sound in his ears.

"No one will come to this hellish place, I really don't know what to patrol!" The soldier wiped the blood from his hands on the wall, cursed and continued to the other side of the hallway, the basement was so dimly lit that the soldier could see the faint "Warning!" painted with a paint-like material on the wall where he had smeared the blood. Poisonous! Idlers are not allowed to enter! Words like that.

However, since the soldier took over patrolling the basement, he had never known of any "experts" who had entered the basement, as if what was in the basement was not important at all.

"Buzz~" Another annoying sound flew past his ears, but this time the mosquito was still quite aware and did not lie in his face, and the soldier's slightly raised hand was lowered, and he felt the need to maintain a certain mercy for these tenacious mosquitoes.

The soldier glanced back at the dimly lit basement hallway he had already walked through, after making sure that nothing suspicious had infiltrated. He turned and patrolled the hallway leading to the basement.

As soon as the soldier turned to leave, a black mosquito the size of the mosquito he had killed had sprung around the painted sign on the wall twice before flying straight to the side of the large, heavy metal door that should have been made of lead.

Generally speaking, a large part of the purpose of buildings constructed of lead plates is to protect against radiation, and it is naturally impossible to use the old-fashioned key switch lock on top of such a metal door.

The mosquito hovered in the middle of the metal door, and then a lilac light was emitted from the mosquito's eye, like a scanner to sweep the metal door back and forth twice, although the heavy metal plate can effectively prevent all kinds of radiation, but in today's technology, there are many ways to solve the shielding ability of this lead building.

After some waiting, a sound like an electric drill drilling a metal plate suddenly sounded in the empty basement. Although the voice was faint, it managed to attract the attention of the patrolling soldiers who had reached the end of the hallway.

"What's the sound!?" He turned around vigilantly and looked back into the dimly lit basement hallway, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and when he looked back, the voice simply disappeared.

He strode back to the area he had patrolled just now, and by the light that was not very bright, he could see that the wall where he had just smeared a bloodstain was now covered with the kind of black and large mosquitoes, and those mosquitoes greedily tied straws to the wall, trying in vain to suck sweet blood out of the wall.

After discovering that they couldn't penetrate the protection of the wall, the mosquitoes all frantically shook their wings and spun against the bloodstained wall like electric drills, and then made that slight noise in the surprised gaze of the soldiers.

The soldier smiled self-deprecatingly, then slapped it down with a big hand.

A bigger pool of blood appeared on the wall!

The soldier didn't know how many mosquitoes he had killed with this slap, but he felt very happy. Humming a little song, he walked again towards the top of the lab building, where he always felt uncomfortable in the dim light of the basement, and the sooner he got back to the surface, the better.

"Hmph, dead mosquito, that's stupid! No matter what planet you are on, they are inferior creatures! Even if you follow a human being, you will always be just a parasite! The soldier kept cursing as he immediately entered the basement area, and it seemed to him that his patrol had been completed for the time being, and as long as he came down again before noon during the day to make sure that nothing had changed in the basement, the day's work would be completely completed, and this kind of work would be really easy!

Soon after the soldier left, he did not notice that there was a small hole in the center of the lead-made metal gate next to the pool of dead mosquitoes, which was not even half a millimeter wide, and the small hole was dark and deep enough to reach the inside of the metal gate.

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