Desolation Research Institute, "Second Eternal Night" Branch· I

After a long struggle between the two test subjects, the desolation was at the end of its rope and completely lost the ability to continue its plan.

If Subject 001 had continued to destroy the Institute, it would have been able to completely defeat the Desolation, but instead of doing so, it would have left the Institute after destroying everything that could be destroyed in the Institute.

Now, the headquarters of the Desolate Research Institute and the three branches of the "Second Eternal Night" Research Institute have collapsed, and all its instruments that can change the fate of the world have been destroyed, and I am afraid that the last wealth left by Subject 001 is the empty shell of these four huge research institutes, along with the human scientists under the hands of Desolation.

It seems that 001 also has his own thoughts, and adheres to his own dogma in his heart, that is, not to kill humans.

Although it was these scientists who helped the extinction to study various versions of the virus, and they also helped the extinction create so many infected bodies, they are also human beings after all, and they were also forced to be helpless and caught here by the desolation in the first place.

Although 001 is also an infected body of the desolation virus, it is different from any infected body, it has its own mind, has the ability to control itself, and even has the ability to control the virus in its own body.

Desolation is very worried that it will eventually reach a complete consensus with the virus in its own body and become an existence beyond itself, but it is not helpless to deal with this infector, it has of course left a last hand for itself before creating these infectors.

It's just that this killer feature is quite costly to it, although it is almost like losing everything now, but if it really comes up with its own killer weapon to break the net with 001, then its loss will be even greater.

So it hesitated, waiting for God to have mercy on it and tell it good news, and sure enough, it waited.

There was a knock on its door, and the man pushed it in, an ordinary soldier from the institute.

"Report to the boss, our 'rat trap' plan was triggered, and the person who fell into the rat hole was Fang Wuhan, as well as a few soldiers from another dimensional space. As soon as the soldier entered, he reported this "good news" to the desolation.

The empty eyes of the desolation finally revealed a sly gaze after hearing such news.

"How many soldiers did you bring?" said Desolation's voice, with a hint of confusion.

"yes, only four, but ...... Because the institute has been destroyed, he can now use magic. The soldier said with some anxiety.

"Hmm...... It's a bit tricky, though...... It just so happens that I'm a little hungry here, so let him play in that rat hole...... I'll keep an eye out for this little mouse. "Desolate and secluded.

"What do you mean ......"

Desolation smiled lightly, "Inform the relevant departments, you don't have to meddle in this matter, I'll handle it myself, you just need to do your own work, I don't need anyone's help in this matter." ”

"Okay boss, got it. The soldier said respectfully.

Desolation nodded, "Alright, you go get busy, I'll go see how the little mouse is doing with the mouse trap." ”

With that, it got up from its marble throne and walked out of the house......

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Institute of Desolation, Lord's House.

The sound of steel knives slicing through muscles and bones rang out from time to time in the dimly lit corridors, accompanied by the roar of magic and the firing of weapons.

Fang Wuhan walked in the middle of the wide black corridor with his twin knives, he was wearing a loose ninja cloth robe, and there was a light blue light all over his body.

However, it wasn't some of the magic he used, but the power of his pinnacle ninjutsu, which allowed him to use it even in places completely isolated from magic, even in the sealed areas of the other dimension.

Though he had come here to find Michael, he was now in a panic, for he had lost his sense of direction as soon as he teleported himself here, and though he knew that the place was already large, and that there were few useful references in it, and that it was easy for others to get lost if they entered, he had never felt such a feeling when he had come in before.

This time, he felt as if he had entered a labyrinth.

Even Fang Wuhan was already on the verge of collapse, and he was already red-eyed along the way, but even so, he still asked a soldier to lay down his weapon, and let this soldier be responsible for leaving some obvious marks on the walls along the way for reference.

Even so, they failed to find a clue.

Although the four soldiers brought by Fang Wuhan were all coming to this institute for the first time, along the way, they also found some unusual places, that is, in some places that seemed more "familiar" and "similar", there would always be some monsters coming out to attack them, just like they were in a large infinite loop copy, whenever they walked to this place, they would invisibly activate the "monster spawner" in this area, and at the same time, there was a kind of "map refresh" similar to "map refresh" The magic of the function, as soon as they left, refreshed the marks they left along the way......

There are not many zombies along the way, and they are all low-level zombies with very low mutation levels, but there is only one powerful zombie that is a sub-generation, and after this journey, Fang Wuhan and the four soldiers have already figured out the law of the appearance of these monsters, and even they can aim their weapons in advance in the direction of the appearance of the generation before the generation is "brushed out", and after the generation appears, it will naturally be greeted by a burst of magic weapons.

Indeed, they already knew that they had been caught up in an infinite loop, and everyone was thinking of a way out of it, but they didn't know it yet, and from the time they didn't know how many laps they had made here, they had become a "permanent target" on the display.

In a certain abandoned control room, a button was gently pressed, and Fang Wuhan and his party were thinking about how to leave this Möbius belt-like corridor, but suddenly heard a sound of machinery operating next to them.

The source of the sound seemed to be coming from all directions, as if there was some mechanism at work under the black, mysterious special metal beside them.

"What's going on?" a soldier paused, listening carefully to the source of the sounds.

In the next second, countless secret doors suddenly appeared on those black special metal walls on both sides of them, and then ...... Then the muzzles of countless black holes protruded from inside.

"Oh my God, lie down!" Fang Wuhan said this sentence incoherently in fright, and then a golden energy bottle appeared out of thin air, enveloping Fang Wuhan and his soldiers inside.

Before the echo of the energy bottle falling to the ground dissipated, countless firing sounds sounded around them, and the hot weapons hidden deep in the walls opened fire at the same time, and the blazing tongues of fire illuminated the pitch-black special metal walls like erupting flames, as well as the complex mechanisms and magic circuits inside the walls.

"Where did this guy get so many hot weapons!" said one soldier, who lay on the ground in fright, unable to move, listening to the sound of bullets bombarding energy bottles.

Tongues of fire lit up the entire area, allowing them to see the weapons that were attacking them - most of these weapons were extremely powerful human weapons, from the M60 light machine gun to the Thomson*** with a large expansion **, the "Hidden Arrow" 9A91*** and even some M134 Gatling guns that were only equipped on helicopters!

The firepower barrage composed of these weapons has the firepower to collapse a building in an instant, and although Fang Wuhan's ultimate move "Pink Sky Blasting Energy Bottle" is powerful, under such a strong fire bombardment, many terrifying cracks have also appeared on his energy bottle.

Immediately afterward, they noticed another anomaly coming from overhead, and they looked up at the same time, and saw that there were already many secret doors on the ceiling above their heads, and the weapons inside were even more perverted than the weapons in the walls!

Indeed, compared to the weapons on top of their heads, the M134 Gatling has suddenly become a "toy gun"-like existence, because many of the weapons on it are not human creations!

However, for them who have been training in another dimension, they also know these weapons.

From an oversized "plasma collider" to an ultra-high pressure ***** with a "Skyfire" that can melt a tank in an instant, to the "antimatter molecular gun", all appeared on the ceiling of less than 20 square meters above their heads!

In addition, there were many weapons in those arrays that they didn't even recognize, some of those weapons had already fired, some were still in the process of accumulating, and the sound of magic charging and energy gathering was as terrifying as the death knell of death, and each of them had their hearts tugging.

But what Fang Wuhan was really worried about was not these, because by now, weapons had appeared on the walls on both sides of them and the ceiling above their heads, not to mention whether the firepower of these weapons was strong or not, what he was really worried about was his own feet......

Because when he came here on a mission a long time ago, he knew that there was a mechanism underneath this place, and his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle master "Donatello" died in the underground of this research institute.

"Boss, boss, the energy bottle is about to explode!" the two soldiers shouted in horror, and they also used their magic to create some small protective shields, but in terms of their strength, if Fang Wuhan's Powder Sky Blasting Energy Bottle couldn't hold it, the protective shields they made would be even more like eggshells.

After only a moment's effort, some beads of sweat the size of beans had already appeared on Fang Wuhan's forehead, and he sometimes looked at the shattered protective shield beside him in panic, and sometimes looked at his feet in horror, as if he had become a mouse in a mouse trap......