Looking at the neatly arranged tables and chairs around them, the crowd was stunned, and the members of Paste's team stepped forward and touched the surface of the table with their fingers: "There is only some fine dust here, it looks like it has been cleaned for a while." ”

"There are traces of cleaning, where have all those people gone?" Paster thought for a moment and asked the people who came after him. "Have you seen anyone here before?"

"Sometimes there is, sometimes there isn't." The people behind replied that they couldn't enter the high-rise area either, they could only watch from a distance, but they had seen someone enter the high-rise area with their own eyes.

Hearing the basic unanimous answer of these people, Pasted looked around, the people here seemed to have been gone for a while, he walked a few steps forward, and didn't care about it: "Let's continue to move forward, there is not enough time, maybe you can meet those high-level people in front of you, and you can understand what is going on." ”

Congreve had no problem with this, he saw that those ancient words extended into the dark corridor inside, only emitting a faint silver-white light, and he didn't care where the so-called high-ranking people went, he wanted to see the source of the ancient words the most.

So Mo Fan and the others walked to the corridor, this corridor has no lights, fortunately there is the silver and white light of the ancient characters, so they can barely see some outlines, and they don't have any lighting tools, there is no way, they can only move forward slowly like this.

And the refugees who followed them in did not follow Mo Fan and the others to continue to explore, but after relieving themselves, they focused their eyes on the tables around them, although those exquisite foods looked cold and dusty, but for them, they didn't have much taste of food they had eaten, and they still cared about these?

With the delicious food in their eyes, a crowd rushed up to the tables and snatched the food. Listening to the jumbled voices coming from behind, Pasd could guess what the people were doing, and they weren't very interested in food.

After walking in the dark for a long time, they walked more than ten meters, and the voices behind them suddenly stopped, and Paster and the others suddenly stopped moving forward, feeling the silence behind them, and their hands trembled slightly.

There was silence for a few seconds, and then a voice came from behind, full of despair and disbelief: "Fake, all fake!" It's impossible! ”

As the shouts continued to grow, the people in the dark corridor were solemn, although they didn't look back, but they knew that they were robbing something, and now the only explanation was - the food was all fake!

Yes, all those fine foods are carved out of stone, and the outside is painted with perfect painting techniques to achieve the effect of fakeness, and when these people are complacent when they snatch the food, because they have not touched the food, they have no feeling for the weight in their hands, but when they take a bite, everything is revealed, and the food is only used to deceive them.

With the faint silver-white light, Mo Fan could feel that the people around him were looking at each other, and they couldn't figure out the current situation for a while, the food behind them was all fake, what about those so-called high-level people?

"Maybe······ They took everything with them before leaving, and perhaps there was some conspiracy waiting for us. One of the team members made a hypothesis, but the crowd did not refute it, and now they are still in a fog about the situation, and there is such a big movement that the mechanical soldiers still do not react, and they do not understand what the higher-ups are doing.

"Keep going." Pastard said. The other members also nodded, they all came in, they couldn't turn back, as for those who followed them in, it could only be seen what they thought.

"It's all fake, there's nothing in this high-rise area, what the hell should we do?" It was a great blow to them that those people had stopped snatching the food from the stone carvings, and had been slumped on the floor or on tables and chairs, and had been deceived for so long.

Looking at the dark corridor, someone next to the man with glasses spoke: "Should we keep up with those people, maybe the high-rise is inside, didn't we see someone enter the high-rise with our own eyes?" Some are still so familiar. ”

A few people sat decadently, but many more stood up, they were trapped in this place for generations, and those high-level people seemed to have only fun, their eyes were full of anger, they had to find those high-level people, ask for reasons!

"What are you looking for, maybe those guys have already fled, just like now, and they haven't forgotten to deceive us." A decadent man said, pointing to the mechanical soldiers who were standing there outside, "You see there's no movement, they don't care if we live or die!" ”

These words silenced some of the people who had been aroused, and they didn't know what to say when they looked at the mechanical soldiers outside who really didn't care about them anymore.

"Let's go······" The man with glasses patted the person who had just started to propose, he was now looking at the mechanical soldiers outside in a daze, and he was also doubting his thoughts, after being patted by the man with glasses, he pondered for a moment, remembered the appearance of the old man and the others, and walked towards the dark corridor without his head.

After some time, they can also see that the words that protect them are fading, and now the door to the upper echelons is also open, and the ideas that have been passed down by their generations or even more than ten generations are here, and it is better to stay here anyway, it is better to go and walk around.

If you want to say that they are afraid, they must have it, and this corridor is dark, who knows what will come out in the dark, but they are not stupid, there is a group of Pasted people in front of them to explore the way, if they really encounter danger, they will encounter it first, and their own group can still run back, but ······ If Pastard and the others are all wiped out, will it be useful for them to run back? That door had been opened, even out of the frame, and could no longer be closed.

Everyone was very careful in the darkness, so they didn't speak, and they could hear the chaotic footsteps coming from behind them clearly, and Pasted and the others didn't care about the people who followed behind, and continued to walk forward.

The corridor didn't seem to be dangerous, and as they walked all the way, they knew that nothing was going to happen at the end, and in front of them was a small metal door, and Paster took the first step and pushed the door open, and a strange smell came from behind the door.

There was also light, a wide field, and the light overhead, modeled after the sun, shone in fixed places, with dirt and a few slightly withered plants.

As searchers, the team members were very skilled at this kind of thing, and they went roughly apart to investigate the effects of the plants, and without the help of the equipment, they could only come up with some rough results.

The plants here are generally edible, maybe they are a source of food for those behind them, and these plants are not growing very well, and they have not been wilting for a long time, probably due to the cold effects of the screaming sound just now.

In the process of exploring, the glasses man and they also followed, and when they saw such large pieces of farmland, they were stunned for a moment, and then realized that these were most likely their food, and a few of them even reached out and plucked a few leaves, put them in their mouths and chewed them.

It tasted much better than those breads, and they also found a warehouse-like room, which had some flour grinding facilities, and some of the same plants as the plants planted there, of course, in addition to these, there were also bags of flour, and the bread that the glasses men ate was probably made of these.

"The powder is fresh, and it should be today's food." The searchers quickly concluded that they didn't care much about it either, and prepared to move on.

Following the only door, Mo Fan stepped on the steps, they were walking down, but the steps were not very long, and soon they came to a door, and according to the steps that went around, they could probably judge that they were now under the "farm".

It was Pastard who took the lead, pushing open the door and hearing the sound of some viscous liquid churning, the machines were still running, but the lights were not, they could only hear what the machines were squeezing or stirring.

In this environment, Mo Fan's enhanced perspective slowly adapted to this place, although it was still a little blurry, but he could see some things, he watched the machines stirring this mushy mass, and some pipes led to it, which should be "farm" fertilizer or something.

In order to see more clearly, he moved a little closer to the side, the things here have not been so broken, and some shapes can probably be seen, Mo Fan frowned, he always felt a little strange, and he always felt a little strange smell in his nose, until something was mixed by the machine - it was a head!