Pierto sighed: "He hopes that in a hundred years' time, technology will be able to understand the secrets in the objects and find a cure for the plague." But his hopes were too high. Although modern technology has swelled to a degree that people at that time could not imagine, it is not much higher. Human beings cannot fly long distances in space, nor do they have highly intelligent robots to act as servants, or even be able to travel freely to and from space. It is estimated that the plague that occurred in 1918 will return and the death toll will only be higher. Humanity is still helpless! ”

I opened my mouth wide and it took me a long time to react. Yes, if the plague is really sealed in that item, opening the item means that the plague will see the light of day. But what is the force that can seal the world's epidemic virus? If there really is such a power in the world, it is simply terrifying.

Is it really about me that something with this kind of power?

"Do you know what Paul sealed in the hundred-year package?" I asked hopefully, but was quickly disappointed.

Pirto shook his head slowly: "No one knows. ”

"So, where do you think the man who robbed the object is?" I sighed and continued to ask.

"I guess he was teleported to that lab deep beneath the castle by a small mechanism that Paul set up before he died." Pirto, though he was speculating, was sure in his tone: "The laboratory was sealed with thick cement at the end of 1918 and has not been opened. He had been there for almost eleven days, and it was impossible for him to be alive. ”

"If it was someone else, maybe he would have died a long time ago. But the old man, he has many ways to save his life. I glanced at the guardian girl, Lin Zhiyan and Xue Qian, and ordered, "Pirto, you lead the way." Let's go to your castle right away! ”

In 2012, the end of the world predicted by the Mayans, what they wouldn't describe was another plague that swept the world again, right? If this is the case, the end of the world is really near......

The symbol of the Johnson family was found on the three kidnappers of Pirto, and Johnson, who seemed to be bound to get the goods, was close to the truth of the incident. We got on the helicopter and flew towards the castle.

The flight takes only an hour. During this time, I thought about it a lot. What did Paul Rogd get in Shanghai during his time as a naval colonel? When the worldwide flu began to hit Shanghai on June 3, 1918, did he get the goods at that time? How did you get it? Then, could it be another bone of Old Man Chen?

No, since Yang Junfei said conclusively that it is related to me, it is definitely not the bones of the old man surnamed Chen. Johnson is probably blackmailing the old man by arresting us now, but the old man, is he really in the castle?

The possibilities are high. The castle was strange and terrible, and had an ominous smell. If I had to describe what hell was like, I could tell anyone that I could smell the sulfur there!

The mutation in the castle can be concluded to have occurred on the 27th of last month, but according to Xue Qian's description, Yang Junfei got the item missing at about 10 pm on the 26th. On the morning of the 27th, what happened to the old man?

The item was opened by him? Or was he devoured by objects?

Before he could think clearly, the dark voice of the castle had already entered his pupils. Lin Zhiyan parked the plane, and Pirto led us from a hidden place to a staircase that bypassed the rusty gate, and then went all the way down.

"This is it." After walking in the dark for a long time, the dark, I don't know if it was blood-stained walls, was constantly absorbing the light of the flashlight. Finally, a small iron door more than one person high was revealed. Pierto pointed to the door and said, "This is the only hidden tunnel that leads to the laboratory, known only to the people of the Rogard family." Everyone else thought it had been sealed off a long time ago. ”

Looking at the thick door, I felt as if I had overlooked something. After a moment of hesitation, Pierto found the mechanism and opened the door.

"Hurry in, it's too late!" He urged.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" I frowned.

He said angrily, "Brother, this is about the survival of the world." Can I not be in a hurry? ”

My brow furrowed even deeper: "But, should I really trust you?" ”

Lin Zhiyan, who was suffering from castle phobia on the side, was completely unreliable, and she leaned against my back, trembling. Xue Qian turned her little head, probably thinking about how to find a chance to escape. Only the guardian girl is still normal, but she has always only cared about me, the fate of the world, she doesn't care.

And am I really interested in saving the world? I'm afraid, perhaps, I don't care. I always felt, I always felt, that the Pilto in front of me was a little impatient. What exactly was he hiding and not saying?

"No, you said you picked up our picture in the castle, where did you find it? Since Yang Junfei is in an underground laboratory that has been sealed for more than 90 years, it is impossible for you to find the photos. What's more, he doesn't have a penchant for taking our photos with him! "I suddenly realized that something was wrong.

But Pierto grinned sinisterly: "It's late! Be in peace, and go and sacrifice with the man. After the apocalypse, the people of the world will be silently grateful for your contribution in the depths of their hearts! ”

"your people of the world, go to your contributions." Lin Zhiyan also realized that something was wrong and was calculated. She slammed the spirit, and scolded without the image of a lady.

Suddenly, the whole heavens and the earth shook. The ground kept collapsing, and only one seat remained where Pitto stood. The four of us kept falling, and in the air, Li Mengyue hugged me tightly. Her sharp gaze swept over Pilto, then kicked a fallen brick beside her. The stone bricks hit the schadenfrefret Pierto with lightning speed, and he fell off with a scream of dissembleness.

The height of the fall was not very long, it was only three seconds. Then we were exposed to a soft, air-filled mass. The room shattered like a ball of leather, and we continued to fall, immediately coming into contact with the cold iron.

With difficulty, I managed to pull out my hand from under the fragrant body of the guardian girl, took out my mobile phone, and took a picture of the surroundings. It was a dilapidated military canvas tent, and beneath us were portable medical iron beds. Thankfully, there were good quality tents and everyone was spared their lives.

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