An underground city is not really a city.

Because there is no urban plan here, and there is not a single building that resembles a city.

It's not so much a city as a lair.

The Inhuman's lair.

All of the walkways here are paved with railroad tracks, and something like a black iron box acts as a mobile vehicle, driving to different places under the powerful telekinesis of Mr. Inhuman.

The whole underground city is like a huge deep well.

The walls of the well are made up of countless Inhuman rooms, large and small.

At the bottom of the deep well is the core power of the entire dark city, a huge and strangely shaped time machine and a city-building machine.

In the middle of the time machine and the city-building machine are the Inhumans' council hall and research hall.

The council hall is made up of countless standing stations arranged like terraces.

That's right, it's a standing, not a seat, because the Inhuman gentlemen never need to sit to discuss things, and even when they collectively unleash their powerful psychic power to control the time machine and stop time, they do so on standing.

Whenever the clock on the time machine is about to point to zero, all the Inhuman gentlemen in the entire underground city will gather in the council hall, use the powerful spiritual power released by the collective to control the time machine, hypnotize the entire city, make time stand still, and all the people and animals will sleep, and then mobilize the city-building machine that only they can control, transform a certain part of the city, and at the same time draw out a small number of Mr. Inhumans, leave the underground city, and reach the surface, Adjust and swap the memories of certain people in the city they have planned in advance to achieve the ultimate goal of their experiment.

In this dark city, there is never daylight, and the sun will never shine into this dark area, in this city you will never even see raindrops fall from the sky, so there are no rivers and lakes in the city, because the Inhumans have lived in darkness since ancient times, they are afraid of sunlight and moisture, and long ago, their ancestors concentrated the collective spiritual power of all the most powerful Inhuman Gentlemen, creating a powerful protective shield in the atmosphere, It blocked the rain from entering the dark city (which was nothing more than a dark void at the time), and at the same time changed the operation of the entire dark city (the dark waste), so that the stars of the dark void were always running with their backs to the sun, so that the sunlight could never shine in.

Because there is no daylight, time in this dark city is never calculated in the twenty-four-hour clock, but in the twelve-hour clock.

Every time the hour, minute, and second hands point to 12 at the same time, it is the dawn of a new day, and it is also the zero point of new adjustments, additions and deletions, memory changes, and exchanges of the city's buildings.

The countless Inhuman gentlemen of the underground city arrived at the council hall at almost the same moment.

It's less than 12 o'clock, and it's not a new time for adjustment.

But all the Inhuman gentlemen gathered in the council hall.

They had received an urgent summoning order from the leader of the Inhumans, Mr. Shu.

Among the Mr. Inhumans in uniform in black uniform, a human figure in a light gray suit stands out.

This human being is none other than Dr. Schuber.

Dr. Schuber was followed by two slow, clumsy Inhuman gentlemen.

A young Inhuman gentleman was the first to recognize the two clumsy gentlemen behind Dr. Schuber and said in a surprised tone, "Huh? Isn't this Mr. Idiot and Mr. Idiot? I haven't seen you in a long time. ”

A wrinkled Inhuman Mr. said, "I remember that Mr. Idiot and Mr. Stupid must have attended one of our gatherings ten years ago, but due to their natural retardation, they were unable to exert their spiritual strength like us, and until now, they have not been able to exert their spiritual strength like us. ”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding Inhuman gentlemen collectively let out a sigh.

Another Inhuman gentleman with a bare head and two cracks on it said, "Mr. Idiot and Mr. Stupid are so pitiful. ”

Several Mr. Inhumans wanted to show their sympathy, and came to Mr. Idiot and Mr. Dumb to express their "condolences", but they were suddenly beaten up by Mr. Idiot and Mr. Idiot.

One of the Inhuman gentlemen, who had his front teeth knocked out, swallowed a mouthful of blood, sighed and said, "Alas, it seems that Mr. Crazy is still not good, and his shot is still so light that one punch can only knock out two of my front teeth." ”

Another Inhuman gentleman with five claw marks on his face from his fingernails said, "It seems that Mr. Stay has become a little smarter, and this time he knows how to scratch my face with his nails." ”

But instead of getting angry, Mr. Inhuman, who had been beaten and captured by Mr. Idiot and Mr. Stupid, cast more sympathetic glances at the two.

Because Mr. Idiot and Mr. Stupid are really ...... in their eyes It's pathetic.

As soon as all the gentlemen had found their positions, a slower, more clumsy Inhuman, even with a dull expression, approached without hurry.

Someone among the Inhuman gentlemen let out another exclamation: "Ah, it's Mr. Mu, I didn't expect even Mr. Mu to come this time." ”

"yes, it's just...... Mr. Mu seems to be more serious than before. ”

There was another sigh in the crowd.

This time, with the experience of Mr. Idiot and Mr. Fool, no gentleman ran over to express "condolences" to Mr. Mu, but all sympathetic eyes were on Mr. Mu.

Mr. Mu searched for a long time to find an empty position, but he was not sure whether he should stay in this position at all, and he was still hesitating.

An Inhuman gentleman next to him said, "Mr. Wood, you can stand here, this is the position of Mr. Night who just died." ”

"Okay, I'll just stand here." Mr. Mu said slowly.

Then he sat down.

After all the Inhumans were in their seats (except for Mr. Wood, who was sitting in his own seat), a deep and powerful voice rang out in the council hall: "Gentlemen, there is one thing that worries me very much. ”

The voice seemed to have some irresistible deterrent power.

As soon as this voice came out, the council hall fell silent.

The sound came from a raised platform in the council hall.

There, at this moment, stood an unusually tall Mr. Inhuman.

The Inhuman gentleman was clearly quite old, with crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, four knife-like wrinkles on either side of his face, and a terrifying crack on the right side of his head.

But Mr. Inhuman's eyes were still young, and from those eyes radiated a glow of wisdom, vitality, and power.

So much so that as soon as he stood there, he exuded an irresistible deterrent force.

Like a mountain, nothing can be shaken.

This man is none other than Mr. Shu, the leader of the Inhumans.

Mr. Book's strength is the strongest among the three thousand Inhuman gentlemen.

It is impossible for Mr. Inhumans to resist Mr. Book's fatal blow even if they join forces.

But.

Right now.

Mr. Shu, who is so powerful, has an extremely worried face on his face.

"I should have been very happy that Mr. Mu, Mr. Idiot, and Mr. Stupid were able to come to our council this time." Mr. Shu's deep eyes were as calm as the sea, but they were also churning like waves, "But there is one thing that makes me feel very worried. ”

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