With mild tones, ornate décor and old-fashioned music with a contemporary feel, this is a luxuriously renovated bar. Even from today's perspective, there is a strong sense of technology in this bar. Although it is not the light, rounded and gorgeous industrial design that modern people think, the rugged technological style that has come from the Cold War era is also quite attractive.

This is the entertainment area of Tiberium Labs.

When did Sophia ever be stingy? When designing and building, it has always been good to be big and good. Although she doesn't have any sense of entertainment, she also knows very well that ordinary people will face a lot of psychological obstacles when living in a claustrophobic environment, which may cause serious mental illness for a long time, so there is an entertainment area in front of her.

Here's how it goes.

She had suggested to Adam that the staff in the lab take shifts to trim up every one or two months to avoid claustrophobia.

But Adam refused.

His reasoning at the time was that there were many details in experimental research that could not be grasped without long-term practical operation, and shift handover was likely to lead to experimental accidents or miss important experimental data. Therefore, he proposed to set up a special laboratory operation bureau, set up an operation officer, and coordinate the outing and recuperation of all researchers and service personnel according to the progress of the research.

Sophia thought for a moment and felt that what he said made sense, so she agreed.

Adam then proposed to appoint Parker Peterson as the first chief of operations of Tiberium Labs. Sophia didn't like this seemingly harmless person with a smile, and she didn't know why, but this person made her feel unpleasant. Adam convinced her, though.

"Sophia, your energy shouldn't be delayed in this kind of mess. Adam's tone was as gentle as ever, and his eyes were equally confused: "I can't help you with scientific research, after all, I'm not a scientist, and I can't keep up with your thinking." But I also have things I can do well for you. ”

"Material mobilization, fund raising, personnel management, project support and follow-up, post-sorting of research results, and disposal of experimental materials, I take care of all of them, and you don't need to invest your energy in such trivial things. Adam patted his chest, and his boyfriend burst into flames: "I'll back you up, you don't have to worry about anything, just run forward on the journey of science!"

Sophia immediately laughed happily. Parker Peterson then became the first and only Chief Operating Officer.

From then on, neither the staff nor the researchers in the lab were allowed to leave hyperspace at will. The chief of operations has set a system for going out and resting, but until the laboratory is completely closed, less than half of the people are on rotation.

And those who "took turns off", Sophia never saw them again.

Although Adam asked her to be the shopkeeper, Sophia still carefully considered the normal human needs of the staff. Anyway, the 18,000-kilometer-long and wide space in this plan is really big enough, and the experimental area is far from using such a large space, so Sophia decided to build a living area, an entertainment area, and a leisure area.

In terms of entertainment, leisure, and enjoyment, Sophia also knew that she really didn't know much, so she entrusted this matter to Adam, and she only served as an overseer. Adam said yes, and sure enough, he invested a lot of money in the follow-up construction to build a huge entertainment area. The standard of construction was far beyond Sophia's expectations. When the entertainment area was spliced into the main body of the laboratory, Sophia inspected it and was deeply moved by Adam's character of treating money like dung and trusting Tarzan.

She walked away satisfied, and never came to the area that was of no use to her. She didn't know what was going on in the area.

Bars, dance parties, swimming pools, and even artificial beaches with simulated blue skies and gentle breezes. Adamzad really invested heavily in building this place, and he spared no effort. But he is so dedicated, naturally he will not just want to build a project to benefit the people. This rest area is not for ordinary staff at all.

The upper echelons of Tiberium Lab, even those outside of the lab, used to mingle, sang and danced here, and indulged their hormones.

In the 1980s, the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union was on the rise, and nuclear bombs could be smashed on the head at any time, and the end of the world might come in the next moment. And this hyperspace laboratory is an excellent refuge. Escaping from the crisis of human extinction at the outbreak of nuclear war, living in such a gorgeous unbroken castle, these high-class characters are almost like going to heaven. Adam was here to promote the Doomsday Wheel and sell his own Doomsday Ferry tickets, which sold for quite a fantastic price.

There are many people here, there are the most complete luxury goods and the most complete services, there are the hottest girls and the most robust guys, and there are all the best enjoyments imaginable.

Here there are even poisonous-products.

Parker Peterson used his position to recruit some researchers to study new drugs in the laboratory, and the results of the research soon came to fruition. The team found a number of chemical compounds that were both highly addictive and low-damaging, making them the perfect soft shells. This "paradise" became the best social occasion for Adamzad, and he once cast a vast net here, laying the foundation for the future development of the Zad family.

As for the rank-and-file staff?

Honestly struggle to survive, the huge noisy pipes and the dim, humid and hot environment in the terminal area of the water cycle are suitable for such a pariah. Nuclear war is coming, and it is a great gift for you to come to this paradise and survive in secret. Want to come to the pool for a swimsuit party? Watch me wake you up with septic tank water!

It's just that all the vicissitudes of life have changed.

A sudden change struck, and the bar was left idle for thirty years. For more than 30 years, it has been frozen at the moment when tourists fled in a hurry. Messy tables and chairs, splashed broken glass, staggered furnishings. You can even find the bones lying on the ground, and I don't know why these people died here at that time, so there must have been a mess.

But now, this "paradise", which has been idle for 30 years, finally has visitors again.

"Uh-huh......" groaned, and a young man with chestnut hair sat comfortably on a pouched sofa. He used a straw to suck the white powder left on the table, and his face was completely refreshed. He had four dog-headed knives in his hands, and these four dog-headed knives were easily controlled by him with one hand, flying up and down in mid-air.

This top-notch enjoyment is really addictive!

And, of course, there's a main course.

"Get down on your knees!" the young man kicked a man in his thirties to his knees. As soon as the dog-headed knife froze, the young man had already grabbed one and put the blade on the neck of a man in his thirties.

The man in his thirties, with a sven face, burst into tears, trembled with fright, and finally pleaded in half-baked English: "Little brother, no, Lord Holy Warrior, I am a non-combatant, I am just a person engaged in psychological research, I have no combat effectiveness, and I have never done anything bad!"

"I know. The young man grinned, revealing a cruel smile, and the blade was pressed against the carotid artery of the Sven man: "You are very weak, that's why I chased you." The young man took a sharp puff of powder, swept it away, and then grabbed the Sven man's hair with his free hand, and shouted frantically: "Weakness is a sin, sinner, accept the sanction of jihad!"

The dog's head knife in his hand was pulled, poof, the flesh was cut, and blood was splattered. The Sven man exhaled with blood foaming in his breath. His eyes were furious, and his whole body was constantly twitching, but he couldn't resist the atrocities of his body. Poof, poof, the blade sliced back and forth, quickly slicing most of Sven's man's neck open.

——Changing light and shadow——

Just as the young man was excitedly smearing and cutting his head, ten meters behind him, a Sven man in his thirties was holding his left wrist with his right hand, and his left palm was constantly working on the young man's head.

It's none other than the elder brother.

"Hey, okay, I'm running out of it!" said the senior brother in an anxious whisper to the side, the young man over there was diligently cutting the air under his hypnosis, but the senior brother was almost at the limit. After all, he didn't know how a real person reacted when he was beheaded, so his simulation and hypnosis were flawed.

Moreover, he had just experienced a mental shock. Although the queen helped me to avoid injury, I haven't recovered yet. The spiritual power of a psychological master has been crushed again and again, and I, Zhuo Yihang, am really a shame in the industry!

"It's almost good, hold on a little longer, and it will be fine soon. A soft voice came, right next to the senior brother, Liu Xiaoying was holding her camera and scanning it. Cold sweat was dripping from her face, and she looked at the scan results carefully.

The young man in front of him, who looked flawed and defenseless, was completely an old yin, and he had installed a lot of protective devices in his body. If you really feel that hypnotizing him is eating him, and firing at his head or heart, with the firepower that the two of them carry, the bullet is likely to bounce off. If you are injured but do not die, the consequence is to be counter-killed.

But alas, he met a more shady opponent.

"Found it, his fatal part!" Liu Xiaoying whispered excitedly, and then took out a large-caliber firearm from the storage space. The muzzle of the gun glanced slightly, and the young man reacted. A puzzled expression appeared on his face, and his hands slowed down. The Chosen One had an amazing sense of spirituality, and if the killing machine woke him up, it would only be the two of them who were unlucky.

The opportunity is only in this moment.

"Fight!" The senior brother immediately increased the hypnotic output, and the young man in the hallucination only felt that the head in his hand had finally been cut off. Endless blood poured out of his neck like a fountain, bathing him in it.

This blood spurts ...... Isn't that a bit too pompous?