"Hey, did you write it down?" Ethereal voices resounded in the corridor. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes." Zhou Wu stood silently in front of his cell door and did not speak. He stared blankly at the end of the passage, remembering all the arrangements in his mind.

As he walked forward, there was a soldier around the corner after passing five rooms, he stopped, looked at the red dot on the ground that marked the soldier's approximate location, and continued walking. After stopping at the position of the three soldiers, Zhou Wu turned into the end of the corridor, to the left of the "D" intersection.

In the fifteenth room, he took the key in the fourth row of the third row, walked straight out of the road, walked into the passage opposite, passed by the six doors, and Zhou Wu stopped in front of the rusty iron door.

When I opened the door, I was greeted not by the scene in the room, but by the harsh light.

Zhou Wu subconsciously opened his eyes and looked at the lights that were already on the ceiling above his head.

He sat up from the hospital bed quietly, and it had been another 3 days. Now, the only thing Zhou Wu can know is that this seems to be his hope of escaping, although the information he knows seems to be very small, he can still be sure that it is true.

It's not that I haven't asked the little girl with the ethereal voice what to choose herself, and there is nothing else to answer other than to get an answer like "you are more likely".

These, through Zhou Wu's observation of these experimental subjects similar to himself in the past few days, he can find out something.

At least, this girl is definitely not as capable as she imagined, otherwise, she is not looking for herself, it should be those who have awakened their abilities. Therefore, Friday boldly speculated that this girl's ability is very low, and she can only affect ordinary people like herself.

And among ordinary people. It just so happened that Zhou Wu may have passed through that door, so his physical fitness is one of the best among ordinary people in all aspects. Through various tests these days, he has also discovered this.

"So what's missing?" Sitting on the hospital bed, he thought that it was impossible for the other party to find him for no reason. And there must be other means of protection.

Opportunity?

"Number 17." Just as he was thinking, the white soldier who opened the door outside the door shouted, and he glanced at the yellow man sitting on the bed, looking a little impatient.

Quickly jumping off the bed barefoot, Zhou Wu walked to the door and followed behind the soldier.

A few meters after he walked out, he passed by an unguarded ward, and the door suddenly opened in front of Zhou Wu's eyes. It was definitely not a dream, for he clearly saw the strange expression on the soldier's face.

Then, far and near, one after another cell doors were opened, and one after another people of all colors wearing hospital gowns came out of the room in confusion. The riot is about to begin.

……

Late at night, on the outskirts of Oglan City, in the dense woods, a few guys in different costumes were hiding in the shadows, looking at the neatly equipped soldiers in the distance, and commenting. They were waiting, waiting for an opportunity that had been planned for a long time.

"I really can't imagine that the homeland will build the experimental base here." A yellow-haired young man looked at the metal door closed under the light, and looked a little surprised. "It's also convenient for us to not have to wander around in those primeval jungles or uninhabited islands like we used to."

"You're thinking too much, it's just a concession made by the capitalists." Another white man with glasses said with a calm face. "Do you think it's that simple to really have a mutant experimental base?"

The bespectacled white man said, his face calm, but there was something strange hidden in the depths of his eyes. Fear. He knows something real.

"Squeak, squeak." Chewing potato chips, a fat man in yellow seemed a little indifferent to this, and did not have the excitement of the yellow-haired young man. It's like a big war is about to go. "In other words, we've been tricked, aren't we?"

The anger implied in the words spreads in this place where the searchlight can't shine, and none of the people in it are simple.

"No, it's just a deal. In fact, the organization should have reached a certain agreement with the new world a long time ago, and destroying this place is just to make the organization look better. The white man pushed the silver frame and analyzed it carefully. On the European side, because of the rise of a country called Prussia, the whole continent has been destroyed, and several companies are busy transporting arms to sell there. Destroying this place is just enough to cut a lot of budgets for them that will not see results in a short period of time. ”

"So, it's a win-win situation." Squatting in front of the group, a purple-haired man said, bringing this unique discussion to an end. "We're just a bunch of little people who carry out mission orders."

"Understood?" glanced at the bespectacled guy with a little meaning, and made him unconsciously lower his head.

"This time, I repeat the mission goal of the organization again, to destroy the experimental base in front of me that wants to find out the secrets of the mutants, and eliminate the evildoers inside."

"Are there any quest items similar to other quests?" The yellow-haired guy asked, his tone a little low, clearly not accepting the fact that the Order would work with ordinary humans. He joined the group because it was a militant wing of the mutants.

"Yes, although this base is just the appearance of the home company, it still has a project to study some things."

"What?"

"The blood of the gods." The purple-haired man said, causing the mutants who subconsciously heard the name to gasp. Just by sounding like the name, it makes people feel very lofty.

The metal door of the base in the distance also opened at this time, and the purple-haired man looked at it, knowing that this was the plan agreed before.

Picking up a large, bizarre firearm, the purple-haired man pulled the trigger. The blue plasma shot out from the muzzle of the gun, and with a "crackling" sound, it cut in half the half of the soldiers in the distance who had not yet reacted.

A smell of burnt cooked meat spreads here.

……

Let's go back ten minutes and see what's going on inside the base.

In one room, which is the general control center of the base, a blonde woman is indifferently drinking coffee with an old man, but the monitoring personnel on the side are not distracted by the strong fragrance around her.

"Well, you corpse moths, if it weren't for the fact that every dollar had been stained with your saliva, I believe I would have been able to tidy up this place better." The woman scolded the quiet old man in front of her, and her tone seemed to be saying a simple declarative sentence. Obviously, this is not the first time this has happened.

Listening quietly, the old man didn't look at the leader of the experimental base until he had finished the last sip of coffee in his cup. "Really?" The wrinkled old guy smiled, making the female doctor, who was originally obsessed with scientific research, feel the weirdness of things.

"It's just a pity, I'm sorry." With a knife blow, the old-looking old man knocked the monitor, who was facing away from them, and looked at the woman in front of him. I didn't know where to pull out a gun. "I'm not him."

The wrinkled muscles and pores on his face gradually changed, and the old white man who was still wearing a suit just now disappeared and became a black girl in a suit.

The girl held the gun and motioned to the woman in front of her not to make a sound, she slowly reached out and pressed the buttons marked with the word open on the monitoring table, her eyes were full of banter.