Why would a professor who studies biological genes be interested in the launch of the space shuttle?

These things should happen in sequence according to the course of time. This Han government engaged in inheritance... Maybe they did something else, putting money into the space shuttle and other research projects.

Then, the plane got stuck in the sky, in mid-air.

But, in Gogang, in Lankwu, on the Foundation's side, I haven't heard any talk about these things.

This is a very important thing and should be the most important thing. Why wasn't it taken for a walk?

The surroundings became solidified.

It was an empty and vast hall, and unlike the first mission, there was no one around.

"Data collection (4) has been opened, please look around for key information."

This time, it's not that simple?

A cold wind blew. Yuan Sen looked around and took out the detector.

There's nothing better for you than this kind of scouting mission. In front of the probe, everything is hidden.

I just don't know, what is the key intelligence here? Does it have anything to do with that Mr. Harwick?

As he was thinking this, the detector beeped and sounded.

After the detection, Yuan Sen picked up the detector and found that the result of its detection this time was not a recording, but a guide for itself.

Following the direction it had guided, Yuan Sen walked to a staircase, and then went down the stairs into a dark corridor.

It was wet and cold inside, and when you got to the end, it looked like an underground parking lot, but it was also very empty, and there was no one.

Continuing to follow the probe's guidance, after a while, a small door was found. Yuan Sen stepped forward and pushed hard a few times, but he couldn't push it away.

Look at the detector, still pointing at the door. Yuan Sen took out his sword and slashed it a few times, but he couldn't move.

"This can be difficult for many people, but can it be difficult for me?"

Yuan Sen thought about it for a while, and a purple flame ignited on his body, and then he hid his figure and wore through it.

Of course, it is okay to just burn this door. But he thought about it for a while, but still didn't do it--- what if he alarmed the people inside?

Even if there is no one inside, the task of searching for intelligence should not directly use the means of attack. At this point, Yuan Sen has long been very experienced.

After passing through, he realized that he had made the right choice.

On the other side of this door, a group of skeletons, perhaps thirty or forty of them, were wearing white coats, busy in front of many instruments, test tubes, and electronic screens, communicating, and a buzzing sound sounded.

What is this!? Appeared once before, appeared for a short time, and it was not enough? This time, the hordes appeared?

It was originally a disaster scene, but it turned into a conspiracy scene enough, and this time it became a fantasy scene?

Yuan Sen remembered the skeleton that Harwick had turned into in the first step, and remembered what Lebo had mentioned in his diary, and slowly walked forward, approaching a few skeletons.

One skeleton muttered something to the other, as if it were in another language. But this is not difficult for Yuan Sen, he took out the detector, and he can basically understand it.

"If you don't have enough materials, go to the warehouse and get some." A skeleton, let's call it A for the time being, says so.

"It's not in the warehouse either." The other skeleton, B, said so. "The next batch won't arrive in four days."

"Why are we waiting?" Skull A said. "Didn't that Zaifu of the Han Kingdom take his life in the hands of Harwick?"

Hey? Is that so?

This information surprised Yuan Sen.

"yes. But Halwick was very polite to him, and talked a few times, all of them were discussions, not in a threatening tone. Skeleton B said.

"I don't understand what that means." Skull A said. "Before, it was he who asked us to speed up our experiments. But now there are not enough materials, and he won't let us go out and find them. Is it necessary to be polite to those whose lives are in our hands? ”

"Take a different approach in the new world." Skeleton B said. "Montel went to Halwick to talk about it, and Halwick said something, and he came back. I guess there's something that needs to be kept secret. ”

"I've heard that the experiments in Harwick have been going well lately." Instead of asking, Skeleton A changed the subject.

Halwick, Experiment, New World.

Yuan Sen pondered these words, what does this mean? Are these skeletons from another world? Is this the information you need to find?

But the hint hasn't appeared yet, isn't that enough? Need more?

As he thought so, a skeleton in the distance approached pushing the cart.

"The new material has arrived, let it go!" The skeleton of the cart shouted as he walked forward.

"You're the material!" When Yuan Sen looked back, he found that the one lying in the car was... Half a skeleton said to the skeleton of the cart in a very disdainful tone.

Then, some of the rest of the skeletons turned around. One of them, who should have been the leader, took out a notebook.

"The 57th experiment begins."

"Is Mr. Harwick here this time?" Skeleton A asked.

"No, it's just lower limb surgery, and you don't need him to come over." Skeleton B said.

After he said this, the rest of the skeletons took out some individual bones and put them under the half-torso.

The skeleton being tested let out a scream.

Looks like this is Mr. Harwick's lab. And these skeletons were his students, his assistants, his subordinates, his experiments, those he had brought to the tech exchange.

I don't know that Lawrence. Is Mr. Lowe among them?

Yuan Sen observed them. In the middle of the experiment, two skeletons sneaked out, and Yuan Sen saw this and hurriedly followed.

"I'll tell you, we've all had this kind of surgery." A skeleton said, gesturing to its skull. "Brain, memory, consciousness."

It was Lawrence's voice, and Yuan Sen could hear it.

The other skeleton, having said nothing after hearing this, was silent there.

"I'm sure." Lawrence continued. "My original name was Qiao Lin, and I was a teaching assistant at the School of Genetics. That time, I went to a public class in Harwick. ”

"As a result, I was kidnapped after the meeting. They poured memories of this man named 'Lawrence' into my head and made me look like this! ”

Lawrence... No, Qiao Lin, raised his right hand, the white bone. Then, his skull turned to the skeleton next to him. The red light in the eye socket flickered.

"The same goes for you. You're not John. Modler, but Tu Ping. ”