The pitch-black Land Rover SUV stopped in the empty yard, Zhang Luo stepped out of the car, looked at the abandoned building in front of him by the light of the headlights, and immediately recognized this place:

"A sewage treatment plant on the outskirts of the city?"

"Hmm." Frankenstein, who had just gotten out of the car, nodded quickly.

"I've been to this place before." Zhang Luo looked at the desolate scene around him.

The concrete floor under his feet has cracked, and vigorous grass has grown out of the cracks, and there is no sign of human activity in this place, which looks like it has been abandoned for many years.

A few years ago, the murderer of the "Xicheng District Serial Murder Case" that shocked the whole city was hiding in this sewage treatment plant.

After the case was solved, Zhang Luo sneaked in here and tried to find what the murderer left behind, but naturally he was disappointed:

The police took away everything that could be used as clues, and he searched for a long time without even finding a single hair, and finally had to leave a failed mark on the "exploration journey" again.

As he spoke, Carremon, who had regained his original size, also struggled out of the car, and with his size, it was already a miracle to be able to sit in this car.

"Anyway, you drive so steadily." Seeing Carremont's laborious appearance, Zhang Luo complained to Frankenstein.

"I'm heavier." The girl in white said lazily.

"Oh...... Wait, you're heavier? Zhang Luo glanced at Frankenstein in surprise.

From his own point of view, this guy is just a petite girl, and he looks like he is fifteen or sixteen years old at most, and with this body size, no matter how heavy he is, he can't weigh much.

"Well, it's true that Lord Frankenstein is heavier, and our car has been specially modified for this." Carremont took over.

"How much does it weigh?" Although this question seemed to be more impolite, Zhang Luo's curiosity came up again.

"A ton." Frankenstein replied.

Hearing this, even Zhang Luo, who had opened the "door to a new world" in the past few days, felt speechless and choked, and said slowly: "Are you kidding me? ”

"You want to try?" Frankenstein said as he raised his little pale fist and slammed his arm to make a "whining" sound.

"No, no, no, it still doesn't have to." Zhang Luo hurriedly excused himself.

――Even if his current strength is stronger than that of ordinary people, he will not be able to take a heavy punch measured in tons. If Frankenstein really punched him, there would be no bones left in his body.

Speaking of attributes, though......

"The Executioner's Eye doesn't seem to be working." Zhang Luo said to Frankenstein.

- The ability and skill bars that had been in sight all the time suddenly disappeared when I got into the car, and I haven't recovered until now.

Hearing his words, Frankenstein pointed to his eyes and said, "Technical improvement." ”

"Master Frankenstein said before that he wanted to improve our team's 'Executioner's Eye', and the current version has too few features." Carremont explained thoughtfully: "In addition to refining the attribute parameters, the transformed Executioner's Eye should also be able to read the enemy's attribute parameters, and a few mini-games will be added, which you will enjoy." ”

"I'm not interested in playing games in my own eyes......" Zhang Luo held his forehead weakly, talking to these monsters, he always had a feeling of "too many slots and don't know how to vomit"......

While speaking, the three of them had already walked into the office building of the sewage treatment plant.

Following Frankenstein through the empty corridor to the storage room in the corner, Zhang Luo saw that there was already a man in black, who was already waiting in the room.

When he saw the three of them, the thin man who was originally leaning against the wall immediately stood up straight and smiled politely: "Welcome Miss Frankenstein." ”

In the face of this warm over-the-top welcome, Frankenstein didn't show any emotion, but responded lightly: "Hmm." ”

"This is the newcomer?" The man in black set his eyes on Zhang Luo.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Luo." Zhang Luo stepped forward and shook hands with the other party.

"Li Wenchong." The other party also reported his name.

After coming into contact with various heretical creatures, he suddenly saw a human being, and Zhang Luo felt a little intimate feeling of "fellow countryman seeing fellow countryman" in his heart...... However, he knew very well that the guy in front of him, who served as the liaison person of the Strange Tales Research Society, was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Welcome to the Strange Talk Workshop, come with me." Li Wenchong said and walked into the secret door in the basement.

The trio burst in, and what came into view was a large basement in the dim light, and a large metal box in the center of the basement.

It looked like an enlarged Rubik's Cube, with a dark brown shell covered in intricate silver veins, and a closed metal door in the center of the side facing the basement entrance.

"What is this?" Zhang Luo asked.

"Stable portal." Frankenstein's answer was still brief.

Seeing that Zhang Luo still looked "unconscious", Karemont explained: "When we came out of the inner world before, we used an unstable portal. That kind of thing is okay to use occasionally, but it may be problematic if you use it too much. Once upon a time, after a guy used an unstable portal, his facial features shifted from his face to his ass. ”

"Oh, that's pretty bad." Zhang Luo smiled.

Opening the door on the metal box, the four of them walked inside the "Stable Portal". Before he could take a closer look at the interior of the box, Zhang Luo felt dizzy.

When he came to his senses again, there was endless darkness in front of him.

Zhang Luo, whose eyes were black and couldn't see anything, was wondering when a dazzling white light was cast above his head, reflecting the dark room brightly.

After squinting his eyes and waiting for two seconds, after getting used to the pale light, he saw the scene in front of him, even if Zhang Luo had already prepared mentally in advance, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and let out a surprised voice:

"It's ......"

――What kind of "Strange Talk Workshop" is this? It's clearly a terrifying arsenal!

The walls of the room are made of angular black metal, and the area is so large that it is impossible to see the edge at a glance, and it is more like a warehouse than a house.

Except for the large metal workbench in the corner of the door, the rest of the room is a variety of weapons!

Dozens of rows of large metal shelves are neatly displayed in them, and they are filled with almost all the individual weapons used by humans throughout the ages, which is dazzling.

From the wooden sticks of primitive people to the spears of ancient shield soldiers, from AK47s to the newly developed microwave transmitters. On some of the shelves in the back, there are also high-tech individual equipment such as exoskeletons and plasma rifles!

In addition, what is even more eye-catching is the peculiar equipment placed on the shelf against the wall on the right-hand side:

The inconspicuous black suitcase in the far corner is clearly the legendary "suitcase nuclear bomb" developed by the Soviet Union during the Cold War. But this is just the most ordinary weapon on the shelf, because of the other weapons, even Zhang Luo, who has a lot of research on secret weapons, can't even recognize what it is!

Following Zhang Luo's gaze, Karemon immediately patted him on the shoulder: "Boy, you're quite knowledgeable." ”

"This is the workshop of the Strange Tales Society, where Lord Frankenstein often makes some weapons and equipment, and the weapons we collect will be kept here." Li Wenchong, as the liaison, was busy and began to "introduce scenic spots".

"I'm going to work, you take him around." Frankenstein said as he stood in front of the workbench and removed the "Executioner's Eye" from his left eye and placed it on the metal table, ready to begin working on it.

"Wait a minute, can you show me the weapons over there?" While speaking, Zhang Luo's eyes seemed to be burning with a raging fire.

Hearing this, Frankenstein waved his hand very generously: "Pick anything, no one will use it." ”

Zhang Luo, who was just going to admire these terrifying equipment, didn't expect Frankenstein to want to give the equipment to himself. I couldn't help but pause for a moment, then quickly regained my composure and said with a smile:

"Then you're welcome."