As time went on, the invisible battle ranged and exploded throughout the base. The black mist kept rolling, like two groups of fierce beasts fighting together. In the dark corners, terrible screams rang out one after another, and the sappers were in complete confusion, fleeing in all directions, avoiding nothing else but the black fog that swirled around them all the time.

The black fog that should have been their most relied on has now completely changed its face. The boiling black mist is getting hotter and hotter, and like a strong acid, as long as it is touched, it will produce a strong burning sensation, and if it is a little longer, even the thick keratinous cortex on the surface of the sapper's body will fester. As soon as the skin is broken and the exposed soft tissues come into contact with the black mist, it will be like being poured with strong acid, and it will quickly festered and scorched black with a snort!

On the periphery of the base, the outer walls have long been excavated, and the caves are the habitats of the sappers. Each cave can hold a dozen sappers. The base outside the cave was already full of boiling black mist, and a large number of sappers fled back to the cave, and those who did not have time to escape struggled and howled in the black mist, using their long claws and shovel-like legs to attack wildly when they came into contact with a qiē. Their eyes have long been blinded by the black mist.

The boiling black fog grew larger and wider, and began to erode into the interior of the cavern. The sappers were crowded at the bottom of the cave, and there was no way to escape. But the cave was not deep, and in a pair of desperate eyes, the black mist pounced like a hideous giant!

The miserable hiss was like the chorus of an opera, and it instantly climbed to a climax.

And there was already silence around Su, and the black mist was flowing slowly, constantly rubbing Su's body, and then spreading out to the surroundings. In the surrounding area, there was no boiling black fog in sight, which was a sign that two wills were fighting for control. The boiling area is spreading little by little into the distance, and at least for now, Sue has gained the upper hand. It's just that with the expansion of the control range, the amount of physical and mental power that needs to be consumed also increases.

Now, wherever the black fog goes, it's the range of his perception.

Su silently sensed the surrounding situation, stretched out his hand again, looked at the black mist lingering on his fingertips, and thoughtfully: "Is this the home field?" This feeling...... Very good. ”

He paused for a moment and continued on his way.

After leaving Dr. Chenola's office, Sue inspected the second and first super solid body culture rooms in turn. The layout of the three cultivation rooms was almost identical, but Sue didn't find much useful information inside. The two cultivation rooms were still very messy, and it seemed that when the order to assemble in Passage 54 was given, there was not much time left for the researchers. Truly confidential information should be stored in the Zài central mainframe, and the directors of the two cultivation chambers clearly did not have the habit of remembering things as Cherola.

In the first cultivation room where the escape of the culture occurred, Su searched very carefully, but found nothing. All the tanks show no signs of malfunction or breakage, and unlike the culture hall, the tanks here have been cleaned. Because so much time has passed, it is impossible to distinguish the original composition of the culture medium, let alone know what the so-called super test subjects are being cultivated.

After seeing the three identical cultivation rooms, Su's heart felt a lot less uncomfortable. Moreover, Chenola's records indicate that the Super Subject was not artificially cultivated, but was taken from the cells of some kind of organism, and it is likely that it was the 'only' that Dr. Roche took away.

In any case, perhaps, he is not alone, he still has his kind. Even if he really grew up here, it's nothing.

Su suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, although in his intuition, meeting his own kind might not be pleasant. As for the woman in the depths of the base, there are actually some subtle but crucial differences from Su, she is very similar to him, but she is not the same kind of creature.

Out of the first cultivation room, Su continued to walk along the deep passage, not knowing what else was waiting for him at the end of the passage.

At the other end of the underground base, there is also a mysterious hall, and the black fog inside is as thick as substance, even in Sue's perception, it is dark here, and nothing can be seen at all.

The instruments and equipment in the hall have long been emptied, and the snow-white walls are covered with murals. It's a painting, but it's just a patchwork of countless pieces of color, and even the most knowledgeable of modern abstract art can't make out what is painted on the wall.

However, these paintings have power.

Those with keen perception will see that the energy is flowing in an orderly manner between the color blocks, even ordinary people will feel dizzy after looking at it for a long time, and in the process, due to the improper reaction of tissues and organs, they will also suffer heavy internal injuries, and they will die soon after.

On the floor of the hall, color blocks of the same style are painted. The energy flows through the color blocks and eventually converges into a central incubator. The tank has apparently been modified and has been equipped with a large number of non-human-style instruments, and many dark red patches on the surface of the instrument are constantly flashing. No wires can be seen from the outside, and there is no place to connect the energy source. Those with perceptual domain abilities can find that the energy gathered from the floor of the four walls of the hall is directly projected on several receiver-like plates, and thus absorbed.

Wireless energy transfer technology!

Seeing this scene, any scientist must have screamed. If these instruments can be cracked, it will be another huge leap in the power of human civilization, and its significance and impact are far-reaching, and it will surpass the discovery and utilization of nuclear energy, second only to the discovery of ability!

The culture tank is filled with a light green nutrient solution. The nutrient solution was flowing slowly, and from time to time strings of small bubbles emerged from the bottom of the culture tank. This five-meter-tall device is the most advanced biological cultivation system of human beings in the old era, the culture medium formula can be set by itself, and it is completely autologous, if it is only to maintain the survival of organisms, then as long as the energy supply is maintained, it can operate without maintenance for 30 years. Now, with the addition of a large number of extremely advanced equipment, the function of this culture tank has been enhanced by unknown amounts.

In the nutrient solution of the culture tank, there is a man with a ** body. Although he was asleep, his slightly heaving chest showed that there was still life in his body. He looks to be in his thirties, tall, with a resolute face and well-defined muscles, which is very masculine and masculine. But he floated in the nutrient solution, and there was no reaction to anything but the most basic vital signs.

In front of the cultivation tank, a young woman knelt with her hands crossed in front of her chest, praying in a low voice. After a moment, she raised her head and looked up at the man in the cultivation tank, her face full of deep attachment and endless despair.

"Jason, my love, are you still refusing to wake up? In fact, after so many years, if you were willing to wake up, you would have woken up a long time ago. At that time, I didn't understand your mind, and I didn't understand why you would rather destroy Miè than defend your kind, who only wanted to run for their own lives in their minds, and were even ready to push you in front of me. I don't understand it now, but I've learned to respect your choice. Alas......"

"To this day, I can't understand humanity, I can't understand your complexity. In the depths of my instincts, the definition of a kind is a breeder, a competitor, an enemy, and food. Simple, right? And I, it should have been so simple, I wouldn't have thought of it so much, and I shouldn't have feelings. I know, in your language, it's called **. It's really incredible! Perhaps, it was because I stayed here by myself for many, many years after he left, so it slowly became complicated, right? It turns out that I will also be lonely. ”

"The word loneliness was also learned from your language."

"My love, you have been with me for many years, but I am useless, I have tried all the methods, but I can only restore your body, but I can't wake you up. I'd love to tell you that I've put back your companions who are still alive, and I've allowed them to take some of the information and stuff with them. Forgive me, I can't give them more, they're dangerous. Maybe you don't know, but I can sense their thoughts, every word they say is a lie, and when they gain more power, the first thing they have to deal with is not me, but their own kind. They want to be the king of the race, and then come back and destroy me, and take away the qiē that I didn't get. So, dear lover, can you understand why I distrust humans so much? Your companions, they don't know that 'he' left here years ago. Even if they become the kings of the human race, it will be difficult to avoid ruining the fate of Miè, because they are too arrogant to understand the true power of 'him'. I can't stop 'him' either, and I just know obedience in the days when he doesn't leave. Only 'his' kind can stop him, stop possible ruin. ”

"I've got a lot to say today, and I know you hate verbose people. But I can't help it, this may be the last time I'll talk to you. The enemy has come, and many years ago when I really had my will, I knew it was coming. Now, I've finally waited for this day. I don't know if it's going to be a victory or a defeat, prophecy isn't part of my function, I just know it's scary. Fear makes me never dare to leave this place, for fear that it will discover my existence. But it came anyway. I don't know what kind of enemy it is, it's similar to me and the departed 'him', but it's different, but I can't tell how it is different. You see, he's fighting for my home turf, I can't fight for it......"

There was silence for a while before she continued: "But I won't let it come near here, I won't let it get close to you. Unless, it stepped on my body! ”

Tick!

A few drops of liquid fell in front of her, shooting small splashes on the ground, which were instantly scorched into steam by the surging energy. The black fog was too thick, and they fell too fast to tell if it was blood or tears.

The black fog in the hall became thicker, and after a while, her faint sigh came from the darkness: "We have never met, but I know that I love you......"

At the same moment, Su walked to the end of the passage, and then went down one floor, standing in front of a huge automatic door that was six meters high. There are no guards in front of the door, no permission signs, and no complicated access security measures. However, there is no need for any signage to remind people how important it is. In the wall bases on both sides of the automatic door, there are six heavily armed robots, and more than a dozen cameras integrated with weapon systems monitor every corner, and there are no dead spots at all. The gate is not thick or heavy, but the alloy used is a top-of-the-line material that can only be used on space stations, and it is protected against heat, corrosion, and impact. Just one door, the cost should reach 1 billion yuan, which is the price of three top-notch fighters in the old era.

The four frames of the automatic door are slightly protruding and do not look unusual. However, Su sensed a large number of electronic sensing elements inside, combined with the huge library of jù stored in Zài's brain, and soon Su knew what it was: a holographic scanner. In the old days, it was a device developed to inspect the finest weapons materials for defects, and it was placed here for one purpose: to identify the person who came.

All of them are silently telling the value here.

Next to the automatic door, there is an inconspicuous signature written with a fountain pen, a signature that is worth a fortune even now: Rochester.

The automatic door can no longer stop Su, and without the protection of energy, no matter is no longer indestructible. Ten minutes later, a hole appeared in the automatic door for people to enter and exit, and Su was already standing inside the door.

At first glance, Sue concluded that this was Dr. Rochester's office and private room.

The office in Rochester, no, should be called an office area, is very, very large. In the area of 500 square meters, there is only a table, a chair and a whiteboard full of words. Oh, and there are a few large cultivated trees, although only bare branches are left now, but you can imagine the former pavilion covered with shade. Sitting behind that desk is like working in a quiet and empty forest.

It can be seen that Dr. Rochester is also a strong supporter of the philosophy that 'space is beauty', and that he did not have a chair for visitors at all, either because there were no visitors at all, or he felt that no one was qualified to sit in front of him. Perhaps the latter is more likely.

Of course, the office area is not only these 500 square meters, but there is also a library of nearly 1,000 square meters in the back, nearly half of which is occupied by various strange specimens. On the opposite side, there is the doctor's private room, where thousands of various instruments occupy two thousand square meters of space. However, judging from the arrangement of the facilities, it is clear that it was only prepared for Dr. Rochester alone, and there is no sign of using assistants at all. It seems that the practice that the Doctor is doing here has been classified to the point where no assistants can be used.

Su's perception went beyond the office and the real area, and probed an independent computing center behind the wall, and saw that the scale was at least a mainframe, and the substantial power could be more than that. Stepping over the computing center again, Su's perception suddenly encountered a little obstacle. It is a layer of tempered glass up to one meter thick, sandwiched with at least a dozen layers of reinforced rubber, which can easily resist the direct bombardment of heavy artillery. I don't know what material is used in glass, but it has the function of blocking spiritual perception. However, the effect of the blocking was very rudimentary, with Su Gao's ninth-order perception, after strengthening the energy, he finally succeeded in breaking through the barrier of the tempered glass and penetrating inside. Behind the tempered glass, there is a huge space of thousands of cubic meters, and Su's perception soon encountered an obstacle again, and it turned out that there was a layer of glass behind the glass wall. Between the two glass walls, there is a highly toxic nerve gas. To Su's surprise, the formula of the poison gas was very unique, and it was ineffective against most creatures on Earth, but it would have some effect on him. Of course, it was only a few effects, which meant that if Su was poisoned, he could regain immunity at the cost of a small tissue death. But poison gas isn't just effective, it represents a whole new direction, it's a genetic toxin!

Before the full evolutionary potential of the body is released, the original genetic toxin will also cause damage to Sue. Now Su is not afraid of genetic toxins, but simply because the poison gas is still very primitive.

Su's perception continued to deepen, and soon found out that this was a 20*20*20 cubic space, blocked by three layers of tempered glass and two different neurotoxins, and in the center of the space was a transparent culture tank, judging from the residual traces, what had been placed in the culture tank was not culture medium, but low-temperature liquid nitrogen. The passage to the tank is equipped with a series of traps that lock in the event of an accident. Even if it is the current Su, if it is soaked in liquid nitrogen in the culture tank, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape.

It's a one-of-a-kind cage, at least in the old days.

Su rose to a clear sense that this was the 'only' cage. Or to put it another way, the 'only' place of sleep.

Rochester and 'The One' are long gone, but many of the expensive instruments remain here, not removed, not even the handwriting on the clipboard. A thick book rests on the desk, still open.

All indications were that Dr. Rochester was also in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to pack his things.

Behind the cage is an emergency passage that leads to two dedicated lifts. The elevator leads to the ground, and next to the exit is an underground hangar that can accommodate two large transport helicopters. It seems that Dr. Rochester left the base from here with the 'one and only'.

All of them were as Dr. Chernora had guessed.

The elevator passage has long been filled with crumbling earth and is no longer passable. There was no other way to go in any other direction, so Sue retracted her senses, came to Dr. Rochester's desk, sat down in the chair where Dr. Rochester had sit, crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, and sat quietly for a moment before looking at the book that was still spread out on the desk.

The style of the book is very familiar, and the content is also very familiar, it is an old-age version of "Revelation". On the page that was opened, a sentence was heavily sketched with a pen in ink: "The apostle has come, and he has summoned the miè to destroy, so fire and thunder and lightning have rained down from heaven." And disaster is inevitable. ”

This is a typical religious metaphor, but for some reason, when she saw this sentence, Su was also trembling slightly irrepressibly. He didn't understand why, maybe it was fear.

Fear comes from the unknown, but also from the moment when the unknown is about to be revealed.

At least Sue knew that the apostles really existed zài!

He gently stroked the sentence that had been sketched out by the Doctor, almost every word burning his skin.

After a long time, Sue finally put down the apocalypse, turned the chair in a different direction, and looked at the clipboard. The clipboard is covered with scribbled handwriting, much of which has become indistinguishable due to age. The content is chaotic and unrelated, with impressions, assertions, and a large number of formulas and figures, and even a lot of abuse, most of which are named. Presumably, whenever the doctor has an inspiration or an idea, he will write it on this board.

Sue leaned back in her chair, just in time to be able to bring the entire clipboard into her line of sight from this angle. Slowly, some of the words written by the doctor gradually became clearer, and one by one they were imprinted in Sue's memory.

"It's certainly not just three-dimensional language! The question is, what is beyond the three-dimensional? Sound, shock waves, magnetic fields or light? Mental fluctuations? ”

"Anything is possible, just don't tell me about time!"

"I now have more than enough reason to suspect that our language limits our civilization."

"There are certain indications that there is an inseparable link between the 'one' and the core, and that the core may well be the only derivative product."

"I came up with a wonderful formula by which I could prove that the core could become an intelligent life on its own. I need to do the math again, it won't take long, a week is enough. ”

"At today's meeting, someone actually built a core to activate it and see what it could cultivate! Damn, I came up with this formula! Of course I vetoed this stupid mention yì! My gut tells me never to activate the core, it's better to keep it and the only one frozen forever. Maybe these idiots can figure out 10,000 reasons to activate the core, but they can't convince me. My instincts are always right! ”

"A fool is a fool, and even being able to call the president doesn't change the nature of their stupidity."

"It won't be long before there will be war. February 14th, to be exact. I don't know how I knew that, but I just do. ”

"Time, time is the devil! I'm going to have to get the only, no, at least the core, by February 14th. Damn, if only it could have been another month. Why are idiots so idle, is it just because they're stupid? ”

"Dreams are a wonderful thing, at least I figured out the fifth dimension of that damn language in my dreams! I'm a fucking genius! ”

"Why should I listen to an idiot's dictates just because he's president?"

"I gave in. The president is a fool, but he has my funds! ”

"The world needs to change, and you can't always let idiots run the money."

"I have more than enough ways to change the world, as long as I have time...... Damn, I just don't have time! Instead of teaching those fools a lesson, think about what the sixth dimension is. I'm close to the truth, maybe all I need is a dream......"

"What is this? A gift from God? No, it's the devil! I can only blacken a piece of paper right now, but I can see that in the near future, this flame will consume the whole world! That's not bad, at least no one is asking me to do this or that with the money. ”

"The gene fragment for the new ability has been mapped, and it's a breeze. I named it the Flame, and it is foreseeable that it will usher in a new era for humanity. The advent of a new era will definitely come at a price, at least for now, I paid a full 10 milliliters of blood. ”

"I have decided that the 'flame' will be announced in three days, and all the information will be released! Give those idiots a headache! They can make trouble for me with their funds, and I can make trouble for them, and it's big trouble! ”

"Britney told me that the press conference was ready, and the other Rochester would do it. Tomorrow the world will be shocked! Of course, he doesn't know anything but dealing with journalists, and I doubt it's worth spending half a million dollars a year. But after all, he saved me a lot of time, and every minute of mine was more than half a million! But I seem to have forgotten something? ”

"In three hours, the flames will meet humanity. But I still can't remember what I had forgotten, maybe I should look at the schedule, what I should do today. On February 14th, let me think...... Damn it! Today is February 14th!! ”C