"The equipment is working normally, but the person is gone?

Richard Manon asked out loud, but the sentence was more of a self-question, and there was no one to give advice. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info this secret research was planned and carried out by himself, and no one but him was responsible for it.

A shiny bead of sweat appeared on his head.

This research can be said to have violated many taboos, this kind of research church must be unhappy, fortunately Hickstu fully supports; although the city hall has sold his favor, but it is more to see the face of his father and eldest brother, rather than himself; if this kind of research path is known by the Alchemy Association, it is estimated that those old stubborns will not give themselves a good look.

If something really goes wrong......

Now Richard Mannon really felt the feeling of being alone, and it was so strong that for a moment he almost forgot that twenty-two others had disappeared.

He was silent, and someone next to him couldn't hold his breath: "Second Young Master, what should I do, please show me." ”

Richard Manon glanced helplessly at the man, this person was an undercover agent sent to the Drake Chamber of Commerce earlier, a third-level mage, named Mosen or Monet. It is said that he turned the five underground floors upside down, and he also won the Silver Medal of the Double Shield Fortress, which is a talent. He should have been promoted, but because the eldest brother didn't like him, he thought he was gloomy and cold, so he did the work of an ordinary guard. This guy didn't complain, he did whatever he asked him to do. It doesn't seem to have any temper, but in fact, if you look at his eyes, you will find that the cold and cold light emitted by those eyes is like snake eyes, and it makes people shudder at a glance.

"That, that, Mo ...... Mo ......"

"Subordinate Mawson, mage. ”

"Oh, yes, Mawson......! Take people to see, well, go see if those people are deserting. Ha ha. ”

"With all due respect, it must not be. If it's one or two, maybe it's possible. Twenty-two, must have been raided. ”

"However, the alarm circle did not react at all, and there was no mana fluctuation at all, how could it be possible?"

"Below level two, the probability of triggering the alarm is low," Mo Sen paused, as if recalling something, "At the beginning of the Drake Chamber of Commerce, a guy who didn't even have a level was tied with a fifth-level sword master. ”

"Ah, ah, that's amazing, that, you...... Or take someone over to see it. ”

"Yes, but let the subordinates bring more men, at least twelve. ”

"Here you go!"

"Yes," Mo Sen turned to leave, and turned back again, "Second Young Master, you are our backbone, no matter what you encounter, please be calm." If it's hard to decide, trust your feelings. ”

"Huh, oh, thank you!" Richard Mannon couldn't help but say thank you, but immediately felt that it was inappropriate, he was the second young master of the dignified Chamber of Commerce, how could he thank a subordinate?

Mawson sighed secretly, went to gather all the men, and walked towards the storage tank farm.

In fact, Mo Sen was also muttering in his heart: this place was completely emptied ten days ago, except for the endless killable slimes, there was nothing left, even the silt at the bottom of the pit was cleared a lot, and a solid floor was specially paved, and then the lines were erected and the reactor was assembled;

Which force is doing it?

There are not many people who dare to touch the Hamilton Chamber of Commerce, the church, the town hall, the alchemy society? Now that the Chamber of Commerce is the object of their co-optation, they should not do such a thing. So, is it the eldest young master? The battle for inheritance rights? This 10,000-year-old second child can't even be a gentleman, and he can't threaten his heir position, what else can he deal with?

The massive tank farm arrived, and the original interception chambers were filled in and replaced by rows of boxy storage warehouses like white brick houses, with countless thick black wires connecting from the reactor to the inside of the walls to recharge the discarded elemental ores stored inside.

Although Mo Sen is not an alchemist, who is a mage who does not understand alchemy? Now, on the one hand, elemental ore is hard to find, and the price remains high; on the other hand, the storage and disposal of waste ore has become a big problem; now there is this extraordinary technology, the price of cabbage eats waste ore, and then sells it after charging, thinking that the second young master will make a lot of money.

The ingenuity of human beings is really unimaginable...... What if the disappearance of those twenty-two people was not the work of human beings?

Mawson stopped abruptly, and the well-trained guards behind him immediately stopped, quietly.

Seventeen large interception chambers, eight of which are inhabited by huge alien creatures lurking underground, they were the overlords of this place before the arrival of humans, each with its own territory, and now, eight stupid fools have long been skinned and cramped and decomposed into alchemical materials, what else can threaten the safety of this level?

Mawson's gaze staggered to his feet.

Did it climb up to the fourth floor? It was through the sewage hole that led to the sea?

Something in the sea climbs ashore? And then chisels through a permeable layer more than a dozen meters thick?

Are you kidding!

If there is such a powerful guy, the third layer will be overturned long ago! Will you wait until now?

With a question mark in his belly, Mawson cautiously touched into the No. 6 energy storage tank farm.

The light stone lamps were still bright, and there was no sign of any movement in the alarm circles all over the place, and the equipment was still humming and whispering.

Really disappeared out of thin air?

Silent fear began to sprout in the hearts of the people.

"Pull closer, don't be alone, walk slowly. ”

The guards immediately gathered, each armed with his weapons, and on full alert.

"Stop!"

Mawson crouched down slowly, and a slime mark on the ground caught his attention.

What is this? He stretched out his finger and dipped it a little, twisted it, it was slimy, there was a noticeable burning sensation, and the huge snail crawled over? Impossible, such a thick mucus mark, the snail must have weighed so much that its own weight would have crushed it to death.

"Chief, what do you see that is? Is it a boot?"

Mawson stood up and looked at the top of the storage tank in front of him, and on the edge of the top of the tank, there was indeed a boot.

How did the boots get on there?

Mawson walked over, flicked his wrist, and the black snake sprang out and rolled down his boots. The boot hit the ground, and a puddle of identical slime slowly flowed out of the boot shaft.

Before Mawson could go over to look, someone else shouted, "There's clothes over there!"

"There's one over there, too!"

Only the clothes, the people are gone, and all the clothes are covered with transparent slime.

With a plop, something fell from the sky and was falling on top of Mawson's head, Mawson raised his hand and touched it, soft and sticky, grabbed it and looked at it, he couldn't help but scream!

It's an eyeball!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the dome of the black hole, and the brightness of the light stone lamp dispelled the darkness of the dome, where half of the head was rapidly dissolving, and the eyeballs just now fell from the sockets.

Everyone screamed at the same time!