(); After a short moment, the green light turned red, and Yin Meiying shook her head in disappointment: "No, something in the middle is blocked and can't be contacted." What now?Shall we try again, or will we wait for Chang Ming to come out?'

Tuoba Khan hesitated for a moment, and before he could speak, Gao Wenkong suddenly said, "I think, let's try again." ‘

Turning their heads together, he hesitated and said, 'The remnants of the Eternal Age are so fascinating...... Ah, I'm not saying I doubt him, I'm just saying, it's better to have a few more people together?'

Tuoba Khan paused, nodded and said, 'Well, Yin Vice, you watch outside, I'll go in and try again!'

......

At this time, Chang Ming didn't know what was going on outside, he had already walked into the laboratory in the lake of the Soul Shaping Institute.

As soon as he entered, the place was lit up with bright white lights, illuminating everything around him.

There were still no lab utensils here, and several sets of fluffy sofas were scattered around, and there were teacups on the coffee table in the middle, making it more like a lounge.

However, it was different from a normal lounge, the walls around it were covered with all kinds of paper, and there was no trace of decay after all these years. These pieces of paper are mainly post-it notes, with plans, progress, and precautions written on them, and occasionally scribbled with symbols and data that they don't know what to do, as if they were temporary flashes of inspiration.

These papers vividly write the daily life of the mechanics in those days, where they rested, pondered, discussed, and even sat down to relax, their minds were full of their own research progress.

There was a dried teacup on the table, and there were some mottled marks on the bottom of the cup. Chang Ming had a feeling in a trance, as if there was once a steaming drink here, but its owner ignored it and left, leaving only the drink to cool down and dry up over time.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

Whether it's this Red Grenade base, or the base of Misty Island, or the Crystal Ruins. The relics of the three eternal epochs that Chang Ming had visited were all unmanned.

Of course, after so many tens of millions of years, it is not normal for someone to live. But where did those people end up before the base was abandoned?

They left the base as if they were empty-handed, leaving no one behind, not a single skeleton here!

It was like three huge ghost ships, only the boat was still there and no one was left.

Just as he felt that the atmosphere here was quite strange, a person quietly approached him, lowered his voice and said, "Brother, I'll tell you." There's a terrible old man here......"

Chang Ming was startled by this sudden voice, and turned his head to find that it was Bright Light. She was small, she didn't make a sound when she danced, and her sense of presence was surprisingly low, and Chang Ming almost forgot about her.

"Where's the old man?"

Chang Ming heard what she was saying clearly. Immediately vigilant and looked around, but it was clear that there was no one here except him and Bright Light. Not only is he invisible, but there is no superfluous creature in his spiritual power perception!

Bright Light lowered her voice. Just as he was about to speak, a voice full of anger suddenly roared: "You are blind, can't you see that there is another person here?!"

Chang Ming was startled, but the bright light had already flown over, and said with a smile: "Huh, old man, why did you fall? No wonder I didn't see you just now!"

Chang Ming followed her over to take a look. Still didn't see anything, nothing nearby except a sofa and a coffee table.

The angry old man's voice roared: "I saw that the old man fell and didn't help him, how could the young people now become like this!"

Chang Ming looked at where the sound came from. Only then did I find that there was a frame-like shelf on the coffee table, and there was a human face in the shelf, like a portrait. However, the portrait will not be like this, and it can open its mouth and curse loudly!

It was a "portrait" of an old man, with a white beard and hair, so fat that the fat on his face collapsed. As he spoke, his muscles surged even more: "What about you, kid, your eyes are blind, and your heart is blind? The old man has been down for so long, and he can only see the ceiling, which annoys me!"

Chang Ming walked over curiously, picked up the image frame, and let the portrait stand on the table.

The old man was a little more relaxed, and his mouth was still scolding: "That's right! It's annoying enough to be put here, and I used to be able to take it out to see other things, but now I can only ...... here."

He complained all the time, but Chang Ming was looking at him carefully.

It's a painting? No, the portrait doesn't speak.

Is it some form of alien beast? No, there is not even a trace of spiritual power on the body of the portrait, and it is precisely because of this that Chang Ming did not feel its existence at all before.

But it's not a mechanism......

The portrait of the old man complained for a while, and finally looked at Chang Ming: "Who are you kid?

Chang Ming was about to answer, when he suddenly felt a cold breath like ice piercing straight into his brow!

This is a bundle of powerful spiritual power, like a sharp blade formed by spiritual power, breaking through people's brains!

Chang Ming reacted reflexively. Three successive layers of defense formed on the surface of his brain, intertwined into a web, firmly guarding his own brain. This is also something he learned in the inner building of the Feng family, where not only are there various attack skills, but also defense skills are not weak. Chang Ming's spiritual power was already strong, and now on the surface of his brain, a tough shield was formed, and this sharp blade was fiercely "pierced" on the shield, and he couldn't move forward anymore.

Chang Ming took advantage of the situation and fought back. Nine continuous spiritual waves vibrated and passed over, just like nine layers of waves. The latter wave pushes the previous one, and one layer is stronger than the other.

If the spiritual power that stabbed straight over was a sharp blade, Chang Ming rebounded back to a tall wall of waves, viciously smashing this sharp blade and smashing it into the person who attacked!

The old man's voice screamed: "Don't, don't be like this, I've lost, I've lost!

He complained in a rude tone, and begged for mercy with a crisp tone.

As soon as Chang Ming's offensive loosened, the huge wave of spiritual power still hung over his head, and asked, "What did you mean by this just now?"

The old man said confidently: "Can't you see it? I'm a gatekeeper! You come in with an intruder I don't know, of course I have to react! Of course, you're quite strong, I'm not your opponent, go in." ”

The doorkeeper? Just this portrait that can't get up by himself when he falls?

What are the Eternal Age mechanics thinking?

Chang Ming raised his head and glanced forward, and there was indeed a door in front of him, which was hidden, and the light in the crack of the door could be faintly seen.

At this time, the auxiliary brain suddenly spoke: "The two-dimensional painting beast does not have a defensive function, he has taken a deceptive behavior against the authority, whether to punish him." ”

Two-dimensional painting beasts?

Chang Ming reacted suddenly, there is no doubt that the auxiliary brain refers to the portrait of the old man in front of him!

He's a liar? He's not in charge of the guards?

The huge wave formed by Chang Ming's spiritual power pressed down without hesitation, and asked, "Tell me the truth!"

The two-dimensional beast immediately shouted: "So you are the one who has the authority, you have the help of the auxiliary brain? Oh, don't kill me! I'm a good person, I'm just joking!"

Chang Ming sneered: "I don't think that's a joke." ”

The spiritual power blade just now was very dangerous, if Chang Ming was not so strong, if it pierced the spiritual defense of the brain, it would definitely be either dead or injured.

From the name of the two-dimensional painting beast, Chang Ming already knows a lot of things.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and drew several symbols in the air one after another, and when the symbols were formed, the space suddenly rippled. The ripples formed a ripple-like vortex above the portrait, and Chang Ming put his hand into the whirlpool, grabbed it hard, and brought out a strange-looking villain!

The little man was only about arm's height, and his face was exactly the same as the old man in the portrait, and he was short and fat like a vole. As soon as he came out, he slapped his body up and down, his face full of excitement: "I'm out? I'm out?"

He looked around in disbelief, and after confirming this fact, he knelt down in front of Chang Ming with a plop and said in surprise: "Master, thank you for letting me out! Haha, I finally came out, I can move by myself!"

A clear fluctuation of spiritual power came from the little old man's body, and Chang Ming quickly discovered that he, like Bright Light, was also an artificial creature, with abilities between sixth-order and seventh-order alien beasts.

Apparently, he was also an experiment made by the Eternal Era Agency, and after making it, he was casually stuffed into a space pocket. The space is two-dimensional, which is why it looks like a portrait.

When he was stuffed into a two-dimensional space, he was immobilized, and he could only see what was directly in front of him, unable to divert his gaze, let alone walk. In this way, he doesn't know how many years have passed, no wonder his temper has become extremely short-tempered. Now that Chang Ming let him out, he was so grateful.

The painting beast said courteously: "Thank you, master, please let me lead the way for you." I'm all too familiar with the whole Soul Sculpting Institute!"

Chang Ming nodded to him: "Okay, you lead the way." Be honest, or I'll be able to shove you back at any time. ”

The painting beast nodded and bowed, but only promised: "You don't know, I have always been the most honest!"

Chang Ming snorted and did not speak.

As if to show his abilities, the painting beast chattered, "Please go this way, now this is a rest room of the Soul Shaping Institute, and the real laboratory is in it." ”

He jumped off the ground and walked forward quickly, small and agile.

Chang Ming followed him and looked around, and suddenly asked, "What about the master of the laboratory, where did those mechanics go?"