Chapter One Hundred and Five

The VIP elevator stopped on the upper level of the freight elevator.

This kind of VIP elevator is extremely private, and it is impossible for anyone other than the person in the elevator to know where it stops.

Then after Li Ming came out, he came to the freight elevator shaft on the side, forcibly opened the elevator door with his mental strength, and then jumped onto the freight elevator.

Because several zombies woke up and let out bursts of terrible howls, the sound of Li Ming and the kitten's movements was perfectly muffled.

Li Ming scanned the situation in the elevator with his telekinesis.

As soon as the door opened, a number of people in white coats rushed in, carried the boxes to the cart according to their numbers, and drove away with a whin.

Although there are more than 30 boxes, these people have a clear division of labor, and everyone does not hesitate to do things.

This kind of proficiency is not simply discipline, it must be done often, and what can make perfect. I don't know how many batches of zombies have been transported here.

And the kitten, who had already opened a box on the way to the elevator, killed the zombies inside, threw it into the elevator shaft, and then lay down inside.

Inside, I remember that the number of the box is number 9.

Li Ming absorbed the bone scales of the zombie as he sped away towards the place where the car had driven away.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Li Ming would never have believed that the space on this floor was so large, and Tian'an Scientific Research actually built a road in the underground space of this layer.

The signs on both sides of the highway are codes.

Li Ming didn't know what these code names meant.

But it adds a lot of mystery to this layer.

It's like seeing a picture of a girl holding a chalice carved in a museum. It may still be a little beautiful in the eyes of the present.

But in that distant time, it meant to give the maiden for God, and the chalice was not filled with holy water, but with the blood of the maiden.

Li Ming's shallow knowledge can also show that these symbols were the language of the pharaohs thousands of years ago.

Regardless of what this floor is used for, it is certain that each sign represents a very important thing, otherwise the rigor of Cheonan's scientific research would never have used these unique symbols for any place.

Just like Li Ming's own research room, the code name is "Research Two, Two, Three".

Li Ming was not a little angry when he first knew this code name, and his opinions had to be at least such lofty names as "Origin" and "Creation".

But it can't be changed.

Cheonan Scientific Research has naming the name of the institute in a very regular manner, arranging them one by one according to the order of construction.

From this point of view, the first laboratory to be established should be called Kenichi.

But not only Li Ming doesn't believe it, but all people don't believe it.

There must be some secret research institutes buried in the depths of Cheonan Research.

And today, Li Ming may have arrived at a secret research institute.

Ahead, a soldier waved his hand at the vehicle and signaled to stop for inspection.

The soldier wears exoskeleton armor that is rumored to be in the research stage. Although it is far from being made to the point of Iron Man armor.

But it can also rely on a powerful bio-battery to power the wearer.

And with two shoulder anti-machine guns, plus a thick bullet box on the back, it has to weigh hundreds of pounds, to say the least. But with the support of the exoskeleton, the soldier is still very athletic as if he does not feel the weight.

Soldier No. 1 first got into the car and checked the boxes for any damage.

Then make an OK gesture to number two.

Number Two spoke into the microphone, "Cargo safety, over." ”

Then the steel gate in front of the vehicle slowly opened. A team of soldiers rushed out of it, quickly loaded and unloaded the items, and then transported them to the steel gate.

The handover was completed in less than three minutes, the steel gates began to slowly close, and the vehicles began to return.

Just as Soldier One breathed a sigh of relief, he vaguely saw a black shadow flying into the steel gate.

Then I rubbed my eyes, and when I looked, there was nothing left.

Soldier Number felt that he must have been too tired lately, and he was a little dazzled. Then I looked at my watch and found that it was almost time to change shifts, and I would soon be able to go back to rest, and I couldn't help but be secretly happy.

Soldier One glanced up at the steel gate again, as if he were looking at a cliff.

Wei Ran towered in this underground space.

He remembered that when he first came here, there was a big brother who was said to have been from the Engineer Corps, but because of his health, he had to be sent here to watch the door.

According to Big Brother, not a ton of iron was brought in from outside when the steel building was built. It is a high-quality iron ore mine in its own right.

Then the iron is smelted and poured directly here.

At that time, the entire underground space was a fiery red, and molten iron like boiling magma in hell covered the entire space.

All the people of the Engineer Regiment will never forget that image.

It's like a mythical hell where all the worst of them are cast into fiery magma and burned for eternity.

Soldier One had been skeptical, but since he had arrived, he had never been up there, and he had never seen the sun again.

It really feels like living in hell.

The vehicle carrying the boxes slowly moved forward and was transported directly into the freezer.

The ultra-low temperature here can make the organism incapacitated and enter a state of suspended animation, which is the safest place to store zombies.

But no one noticed, and a voice slipped out of the car on the way, hiding in a dark corner.

Then there was a rustling sound, similar to the rustling sound that used to be made when the radio didn't pick up the signal.

"All frequency bands are not good, ultra-high frequency, millimeter wave have no way to contact the outside." The kitten muttered to herself, and then put away the bugging device that Huang Qiusheng gave her.

Now it's up to her to do it on her own, lurking, taking pictures, stealing secrets.

She's spent half of her life doing these things.

As an agent, you have no way to contact your own organization, and providing yourself with resources is very deadly.

Just like the reason why the kitten was able to enter this floor so smoothly just now, it was entirely because the organization provided her with the road map and the information of the freight elevator.

But now there are none, and Kitten doesn't have a map for this layer. You can only gamble on luck, choose the right direction, then everyone will be happy, if you are wrong, it will be a tragedy.

The kitten turned on the camera above her head and saved what she was seeing. Then he chose a random direction and began his own exploration journey.