The bag is still in place, and the slab is placed on it.

Zheng Guo yawned, wondering where it might have gone.

At this moment, a distant and ethereal voice came, like someone singing.

In this demonic foggy environment, it sounds a little creepy at first glance.

"Listen, everybody, it's a long cry." Zheng Guo said, "Changyou is an amphibian with keen senses, especially sensitive to changes in the natural environment, and can sense geological or climatic anomalies from a long distance. If a natural disaster occurs within the sensing range, Changyu will make this sound in the direction of the disaster, with an accuracy rate of more than 80 percent......"

"You didn't start broadcasting." Baozi reminded.

Zheng Guo was stunned for a moment, and then smiled self-deprecatingly.

Occupational disease, occupational disease.

I patted my head and cleared myself up.

The chanting continued for a minute or so before stopping, followed by a vague sob.

Zheng Guo walked out of the cave, listened intently, and identified the source of the sound on the cliff.

Turn around, take a few steps back, and follow the sound to look up.

The walker was sitting on the edge of a cliff, sobbing lowly.

It shouldn't be homesick, after all, after living for many years, the institute is also a home for it.

In that case, how good it is to stay in the institute, why do you have to go up the mountain?

Zheng Guo returned to the cave, sat on the cover, opened a virtual screen, entered the official website of the Great Wall Gene, and searched for "Walker".

Several pages of information about "Subject 13" immediately came out.

According to the data, it was genetically modified at the embryonic stage. When he was born, because his head was too big, he caused the death of the female white carp. He has remained at the institute since he was born, and it has been ten years now.

It has a hectic daily schedule, participating in at least five experimental projects a day, and finally undergoing routine medical check-ups.

It seems that its life at the institute is not easy, and it can even be said to be miserable.

This is a bit of a contradiction. You should be happy to escape, what to cry about.

Zheng Guo was also not interested in figuring out the mind of a white carp.

Turn off the screen and lie down and try to fall back asleep.

But the cry seemed to be amplified, burrowing into his head and echoing in his skull.

Zheng Guo tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at all, and became more and more irritable in his heart.

Its voice is sharp and thin, and it is very penetrating. It is a small thing to affect sleep, but it is a big thing to attract beasts.

You can't let it continue crying, you have to find a way.

Zheng Guo got up and walked out of the cave and went around from the side.

The clouds on the cliffs were slightly lighter than below, and the surface was bare, full of stones. A handful of weeds emerge from the cracks in the rocks, but there is little other life. Yao Ji and Jingwei shed silver light, illuminating the clearing.

The view is good, if there are no clouds and fog, you should be able to see the grassland below the mountain.

Zheng Guo walked straight to it and sat down, coughed, and said bluntly, "Have you heard the story of the Bear King?" ”

It didn't answer, it just looked down the hill and cried to itself.

"I'll tell you." Zheng Guo propped his hands back on the ground and began to tell the story: "It is said that there is a spotted bear king in this wood, which is much larger than ordinary spotted bears, and his upright height is nearly four meters, which is almost three times your height. It was once besieged by a herd of white pigeons in the alpine grasslands, so it hated it very much, and its favorite sport in life was to tear white pigeons by hand. Its ears are sensitive and can hear sounds from hundreds of miles away. And you're crying so badly, it must have noticed. You're not a purebred white carp, but you look pretty much the same. Once it finds out, I'm afraid it's too late to run......"

The crying was quiet.

“…… It will clamp you with two bear paws bigger than your head, bite off your head first, and then tear you in half......" Zheng Guo said as he gestured, his voice full of emotion.

“…… Maybe it's on its way by now. Ugly words ahead, I won't risk my life to save you when the time comes......"

The walker suddenly fell silent, glanced at him, jumped up, grabbed the bulge on the cliff, and then began to use his hands and feet together, and climbed down with great speed, and soon reached the bottom, and immediately ran into the cave.

Zheng Guo exhaled, propped his hands back on the ground, and looked up at the night sky.

Under the light of the two bright moons, there are few stars. Clouds scattered across the night sky, well-defined, like patches of stains.

At this moment, another chanting was heard, which was heard more clearly on the cliff.

……

……

Temporary fortifications were erected at the outpost. Guards patrol it day and night, as if in response to a war.

In a way, this is indeed war.

Everyone can see that the group of white pigeons is definitely not a casual harassment, but an organized and planned attack.

Another strange point is that the number of white canopies that participated in the attack last time was close to 100, which is far more than the number of members in the ordinary white filigan community.

So some people suspect that it is a coalition of several communities.

The Baixiu community has launched a joint attack, which is really unheard of.

The director suspended the research project and all research activities, and devoted all available manpower and material resources to the great cause of anti-hibido, and even the scientific researchers were assigned tasks. There is only one purpose, to hold on until help arrives.

Although Bai Xiu has an advantage in numbers, it is not so easy to break through the firepower of the outpost. With the Institute's current ammunition stockpile, it is estimated that it will be able to withstand three such large-scale attacks.

You don't need to defeat them, just hold on until help arrives......

As for the exact time of the arrival of the rescue, the director was not told.

"Help is coming soon." This is the news from his superiors that Lao Gu conveyed to him.

The director was helpless.

In the current situation, it is not an exaggeration to use the word life and death, but they still can't give an accurate letter. This damn administrative.

In fact, Lao Gu didn't tell the truth, and the news conveyed to him by the top was not "rescue will arrive soon", but "under discussion".

In other words, there is no rescue or not.

The final order may have been to abandon the outpost and retreat.

Flash floods and white fish attack.

It's undoubtedly a mess.

If it rots to a certain extent, the leaders may choose to give up here. This is called controlling risk and preventing further losses.

For the institute, this is the worst-case scenario.

However, for Lao Gu, this is not it.

The walker escapes, and he faces charges of dereliction of duty, which, if established (and will most likely be true, because a sinner needs to be found anyway and give an account to the shareholders), will be a striking stain on him, and a stain that will ruin his career.

The only way out is to find out the real sinner behind this matter.

He can now be sure that the mastermind behind it is the observer Mo Sheng, but there is a lack of conclusive evidence.

So while dealing with natural disasters, he also has to secretly investigate the disappearance of the walkers.

He felt like he could become insane at any moment.