The strange passages seem to have stepped into the future from the darkest ages of the Middle Ages, from totem-like textures to high-tech circuits, with a faint flow of light. Busakuo didn't see the light at first, but when he did, the pipes that bound the light seemed to disappear, leaving only the light-like loops imprinted on the ground, the walls, and the roof of the cave. It was only then that he heard the roar of the massive crews, which were supposed to be operating all along, but before he knew it, there was a deathly silence. He suddenly understood that these unusual changes meant that his words had indeed been heard by the guy hiding here, no matter what way he used to cause his previous state of not being able to hear, see, or even be aware of, the other party chose to lift that state at this time, which naturally means that he has a chance.

Although Buzuofu doesn't understand what kind of technology the other party uses, whether it is scientific or science in the extraordinary sense, but just from the fact that the other party is hidden in such a hole in the ground and has never been really exposed to the hospital in broad daylight, he can understand this kind of strict defense mechanism - don't say how he found here, even if he really finds it, if the other party is unwilling to receive him, there are all kinds of ways to make himself unable to get out, Or maybe even if you escape, you won't be able to keep the memory of this place.

People can't think about it, they don't realize it, but this kind of practice is indeed more direct and effective in terms of results than other places in the hospital using people's blind spots to create the illusion of a "place that does not exist". However, it is precisely because everything here shows how much ability the master here has, and the surrounding crew is full of civilization and technology, which makes the husband have greater expectations for this meeting - if the person in charge is really a member of a certain "great race", and that race can indeed solve the "virus" incident in the hospital today, and even perhaps has spread to the whole world on the premise of paying a certain price, it will also require human beings to pay an extremely heavy price, and the husband has never felt itThe "great race" with such ability will help humanity through this apocalypse, which in their eyes must be avoided by "avoiding this time period" for free, for the sake of "academic research".

If the "Great Race" really exists, it also means that even such a group of highly intelligent social groups that can travel through time and space are not the direct opponents of the "virus" - they grew up in the past and arrived in the future, but their development and history are not linear, and there is a huge difference from the "length" that people know. What does it mean to be a "great race":

They only put themselves out of the scope of the catastrophe and had a relatively good place to live before they went back to studying the "virus", and the whole earth and the humans in this time period were all guinea pigs. Although the principal showed great goodwill in his actions, since he considered himself a member of the "Great Race" and not a human being, his position was naturally on the side of the "Great Race", and his current efforts would not be detached from the nature of doing his best for the experiments of the "Great Race", and in fact, all his efforts to "upload information", including personally delaying the monster of KETELILI, were not intended to "save the world and save mankind". Rather, like those researchers who regard their research results as if they were dead, they do it in order to save his work.

Buzuofu has never fully trusted the principal, but he didn't have any more choices before - and now, there is a person here who has always worked in the hospital, even if the other party has done all kinds of work behind the scenes, and even many problems in the hospital are bred because of it, but the opposite is a member of the hospital and a human being, these two points are enough to make the non-husband trust this person behind the scenes who has only heard of his name and has not yet met. Buzuofu thinks that his origin is clear and clean, if the other party has such a great energy and dominates the dark side of this hospital, then, naturally, you can find out the information of Buzuofu: his birth, his growth, he became the killer of the consortium, with the support of the consortium, he is still constantly refining his knowledge, and finally obtained two doctorates, joined the hospital research as a research institute, and acted as the shadow son of the consortium.

These contexts will naturally have different interpretations in different contexts. In a peaceful day-to-day life, it may be regarded as a rat that must be eradicated by other consortia and even the official name of the hospital, but in this desperate hospital, it could not be more "clean". Monsters, alien lifeforms, ghosts, space-time visitors, cults, outlaws...... It's hard to choose between these lists, but you're still confident enough to sell yourself as long as the other person is willing to meet.

The normal green light flashes on the dashboard of the unit, and the light and shadow here outline a different atmosphere in the staggering, although the husband is still a little nervous and can't completely relax, but he still feels much more at ease than when he stays outside. He felt a little sleepy, but he didn't resist, of course he also thought that it was the owner of this place who released narcotic gas and the like, the intention was to let himself sleep, in the past, he would definitely not be so restrained, but now the situation is unforgiving, he thinks that letting go of resistance to show sincerity is the best choice, even after falling asleep, life and death are not up to him, however, even if he struggles, what's the point? He didn't think that even in an intact state, he would be able to survive against the master here.

I know the power of science and how much ability it takes to be able to apply science to science and technology in human society. The power of the individual cannot resist this energy of social operation, and even if the hospital is now isolated from the outside world, the volume of the remaining place is at least tens or hundreds of times that of its own.

It's true that he's a killer, but a killer is also a human being, and in the history of mankind, there has never been a killer who can fight such an enemy on his own. Therefore, he knew that his only choice was not to allow himself to show any trace of performance, but to stand in the enemy's shoes.

His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and although he didn't resist the onset of drowsiness, he could feel how active his brain was in contrast to this lethargy state. Countless distracting thoughts fluctuate, shuttle, entangle, and collide in this drowsy state, and there are no constraints on where they go and how they become. There are "serious things" in his opinion, and there are also things that are not so serious, but more importantly, even he can't confirm the thoughts, and his own drowsiness makes it impossible for him to trace the ins and outs, and can only feel a hazy outline, or even a positive shape.

It wasn't a pleasant feeling, and there was no rest in this groggy state, and he felt that his energy was inevitably slipping, and the rate of consumption frightened him, and he couldn't help but have some bad imaginations—and even then, he couldn't get a better sense of what kind of bad imaginations had generated.

All this made him feel as if he was about to break away from his body, and the soul that represented the "self" after leaving the body was so heavy and turbid. Himself, such a heavy and turbid soul, fell in the void like this, surrounded by darkness, neither sky nor earth, and it was impossible to know how deep the darkness was that was constantly spreading downward. It was as if it was an incomparably large abyss, and when he fell into it, this muddy soul representing the "self" produced a great fear: this was the fear of falling, this was the fear of being out of the protection of the body, this was the fear of the dark unknown, this was the fear of religion, this was the fear of instinct, this was the fear that science could explain, and there was also a fear beyond the scope of his own cognition, and countless fears were intertwined to make him scream, and then he realized that he could not make a sound at all.

Silence, incomparable silence in the abyss of dark fear, wrapping itself in layers.

- It's a nightmare! I'm going to wake up! I'm going to wake up!

The self called "no husband" is just constantly wailing in this darkness, silence and terror, trying any posture to climb upwards, even if there is no way out, and there is no so-called "top of the abyss".

The next moment, Buzuofu opened his eyes vigorously. In that dark abyss, he thinks that he has always "opened his eyes", and that darkness is definitely not encountered because he closed his eyes. However, when he opened his eyes, he realized that he had never opened them. He was sweating profusely, all in a cold sweat, and the terrible and irresistible fear still lingered in his heart, and he didn't even want to think about it, even if it was just a "nightmare" at this time. However, there was still a voice asking himself, was it really just a nightmare in the ordinary sense of the word? On weekdays, he would think it was right. However, in the hospital today, he was not sure, and even if he knew very well that he was already a patient with doomsday syndrome, it was not surprising that he had any mental problems.

Psychiatric hallucinations, neuropathological hallucinations, each of which can make people get carried away, fall into it and be unable to extricate themselves, as a researcher in a hospital, he has seen too many examples, but when he experienced it himself, he doubted that his situation could be applied to the theories of pathology, psychology and physiology that had been proven.

Fortunately, whether it was a normal nightmare or not, he woke up, and, after waking up, he was only in a trance for a while, and immediately remembered why he came here and how he had come here. He looked around and found that he was no longer in that passageway, but in a room full of life. The small single room, about a dozen square meters, has an integrated kitchenette and an assembled bathroom, and even traces of someone living in it before, the original occupant obviously didn't have time to clean it up - Bu Zuofu observed very carefully, and was very sure that the other party was extremely panicked when he left, and it was also a person who was doing research in the hospital, and there were too many traces of life to prove the other party's occupation.

Seeing myself lying in such a strange room, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, I felt much more at ease than I had been before, and I didn't even have the slightest idea of leaving this room. Even if you think in the most rigorous way, your current results are already the best results.

Just as he was lying on the bed blankly, reassuringly, and lazily, there was a knock on the door. He sat up and ran to the door, inspecting the door through the familiar gating device, but saw not a single figure. He was used to this abnormal situation, and he didn't have too many thoughts, so he just opened the door. Sure enough, as he thought, no matter what it was, it was not an enemy, and the lights in the corridor outside the door lit up one by one, reminiscent of the situation in the hospital.

He felt that these lights that were on all the way were showing him the way, and I was afraid that except for the direction he should go, the other lights were extinguished. So, he followed the light without hesitation, and at this time, he realized that the protective clothing on his body had been taken off, and the chip stored in it may have been discovered. However, what made him subconsciously complain in his heart was that he had been changed into a blue patient gown - just like the mentally ill patients he had studied in the past.

Well, I'm really a doomsday syndrome sufferer. He thought so. He began to imagine what would happen next, who he would meet with, and how many people were left in this supposedly huge secret facility, which was large enough to hold many people. Could it be that the people who used to study and live here also brought those weird things here when they lived a double life on the ground? Or did the mutation break out here as well, causing most of the people to die?

In any case, the hospital on the ground, and the huge facility that is supposed to be underground, can hold several times the number of people on the surface of the hospital. Every detail here makes Bu Zuofu feel that the research work here is more sophisticated, advanced, and huge than any underground research he has participated in in the past, and it is an existence that can be compared with the normal hospital headed by Dr. Ander in the true sense.

It is not so easy to get to this point, and also avoid Dr. Ender and the rest of the staff. Being able to do such an incredible thing naturally proves the other party's ability more intuitively. Buzuo has already realized that, perhaps, there is something here that is comparable to the core "color center" of Dr. Ender's research group.