Military fortress special wards.

The alloy gates were closed layer by layer, and silence quickly returned to the clean and tidy high-end ward.

The old man in the hospital gown, leaning on the hospital bed, put down the book in his hand, turned slowly and methodically, and faced the commander-in-chief Schubert, who had arrived in a hurry.

Then, he showed a very strange smile: due to the failure of some nerves in the skin of his face, his smile always gave people a treacherous impression of smiling and not smiling.

But Schubert didn't care about these details and got straight to the point:

"I'm somewhat convinced now, what you said isn't crazy, and it's not perfunctory to the Empire."

He said these words with a tense face, his eyes blazing, and he did not let himself reveal the fatigue and uneasiness of facing countless dangerous peoples.

The old man, known as Dr. Hermet, was still smiling.

"Thanks," he replied politely, "something worse has finally happened, hasn't it?" ”

Schubert patiently informed the old man in concise language of the strange "migration" that was taking place around the North Sea.

And discussed with the other party in a rather kind manner:

"You're right, Doctor, and I apologize for my arbitrariness."

"Our military fortresses, and the world, are being hunted by dangerous species that are far more dangerous than creepers, and even beyond our knowledge!"

"So, Dr. Hermit, oh no......"

The commander-in-chief, Schubert, showed a hint of embarrassment at this moment, and changed his words:

"Now that we're going to call you 'Dr. Kate,' can you hear your thoughts on this?"

……

Talia rushed out of the observation room and rushed to the Operations Department's internal control room.

She's interceding in a personal relationship to get an inside video from an hour ago.

"Please, just let me take a look, Victor is gone when this war is in chaos, and he still has injuries on his body......"

"You know the rules, you have to report first."

The colleagues on duty looked pity, looking downish on life and death.

"Don't be like this, he will be punished, make it convenient~"

Talia blinked and shoved a cigarette into her colleague's pocket.

Tobacco has become a rarity after the cataclysm, and only scouts on out-of-town missions can get their hands on it.

"Well, you'd better hurry." The colleagues who received the benefits looked left and right, and seemed to believe that no one would care about the details of these processes at this time.

"Thank you!"

Talia deftly dodged into the surveillance room and began to call up the internal surveillance with ease.

As the surveillance windows unfolded in front of her, Talia felt faintly uneasy.

Victor, Victor, I hope nothing happens......

Her gaze quickly swept over the monitoring windows, but unfortunately she was not a super-species player, and she did not have the super vision of an insect licensee, so she could not achieve a real glance and ten lines.

Still, she found the familiar figure.

But this discovery did not bring her the slightest joy.

In the footage of the observation room, Victor points out the location of the "Race Founder", and while everyone's attention is focused on the target, he quietly retreats, slowly looking around the real-time situation in various areas of the room from a wider perspective.

Then, as if he had spotted something, his gaze rested in a certain direction, as if assessing something.

After a few moments, he turned and left the observation room without hesitation.

The footage continues with a segment in the hallway, showing that Victor did indeed go to the bathroom.

When he came out, the bandages on his arms had been removed, and he seemed to have washed his face, dressed lightly.

Then, he calmly walked away from the Operations Department, and his figure disappeared into the elevator......

Where did he go? What's he doing...... Talia saw a storm in her heart!

Although Victor has a bit of a cynical personality and doesn't like to be bound by rules, it is too unusual for Talia to quietly leave his post and go to an area controlled by law and order like today!

But what could make her familiar old partner so perverse?

Talia froze in place.

She couldn't even think about the answer to this question.

……

Department of Medical Security, Special Ward.

Commander-in-Chief Schubert's close lieutenant opened the alloy gate and looked at the hurried internal sheriff with a frown: "What's the matter?" ”

"The attack of the new mutant invaders in the vicinity just now has been dealt with, I want to ask if the adults inside have been disturbed?"

Outside the door, a curly-haired uncle with an old face and animal teeth around his neck greeted politely.

"No, thank you."

"Yes sir."

After a brief exchange, the alloy gate locks again.

Schubert turned to look at the adjutant.

"My lord, that's right...... It's all right. ”

"Okay."

Schubert retracted his gaze and refocused on the old man in front of him:

"You mean, the answer lies in the mysterious place of the North Sea?"

It was obviously not the first time he had heard the term.

The term "mysterious place" in the North Sea has appeared countless times in the so-called "Dr. Hermit's Diagnosis Report on Mental Disorders" and is said to be a joke.

"Yes." The old man said solemnly, "However, I can't remember where it is, I only have a vague memory of it." ”

He tries to describe the clues of this vague memory:

"The sky is clear, the temperature is pleasant, and the buildings are beautiful, like a mysterious kingdom built on a utopia."

"I've never seen such a pleasant place in my life, not even in the pre-cataclysmic world."

At this, a look of longing flashed across his face.

However, in the next second, he changed his words:

"But I brought disaster back from there."

"Everything has a root. Only by returning to the source of the disaster can we find out the disaster, solve the disaster, and we must go back. ”

The old man's face gradually revealed a sickly and obsessive expression.

Schubert swallowed quietly, frowned and asked:

"Forgive me for being a rough man, but I still don't understand, you said that you outlawed Dr. Hermitt's identity, played him, started an academic exchange with the younger version of yourself, and led yourself down a dangerous path of intense obsession with mutations......"

"It's hard to believe, but I can try to understand it, but the only thing I don't understand is, how did you get there, and how did you get back? I've never heard you say that. ”

Schubert approached the old man and gazed carefully into the occasionally wooden, occasionally crazy eyes, trying to peek out some kind of absurd truth from them.

"I don't know, I don't remember."

Same answer, no more surprises.

Schubert sighed lightly and rubbed the corners of his forehead:

"That's hard...... I can't mobilize a large number of troops to gamble with you for the sake of your ridiculous proposal. ”

"But I really don't remember, I didn't say anything."

The old man's hands were clasped together and rubbed together, his expression painful and helpless:

"This is the only way, you must help me get to that mysterious place! You have to help me, humanity shouldn't just perish......"

"People are rotten, but decay does not mean the end, death is! Decay can be cured, but death means nothing......"

"Schubert, it's my fault, it's my fault!"

The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, and he suddenly got up and took Schubert's broad shoulders with both hands, and passed on his fears together:

"Please help me, don't let me make another big mistake!"

"I've killed myself, I've killed a lot of people, and ...... No, I have to go back, I have to do it right away!! ”

His actions took Schubert's cronies by surprise!

"Stop!"

"Let go of the Commander-in-Chief!!"

Several figures rushed over one after another, pressing the old man to the bed with three strokes and two blows, while Schubert arranged his clothes with a calm expression.

But the suppressed old man still struggled with a thin body, under the strong adjutant, and tears slipped down his old and stiff face:

"If you don't go, it's too late......"

Schubert looked at each other with a surprised and shocked expression.

It was as if he saw some kind of inevitable catastrophe, like the roar of the waves!

But there was no other way for him.

As the supreme commander of the military barrier in the North Sea, he must be responsible for the entire army and for the living forces of all countries. He could not mobilize his army for such absurd reasons, and invested his limited and valuable combat resources on tasks with no prospects.

"Let's go." Schubert gave the order.

"Nope! Don't go, Commander...... Schubert! You'll regret it!! ”

It was at this moment that the lights in the house went out!

As the old man's pleading fell, a few short muffled grunts followed, and the room was quiet again.

"What's going on?" Schubert's majestic voice rang out in the room.

The old man's wheezing continued in the direction of the hospital bed.

But another, slightly younger, but extremely calm voice sounded from the room, answering the question of the commander-in-chief, Schubert:

"I'm sorry, but you need to think carefully about his suggestion."

As the words fell, the lights above Schubert's head flickered, and the room returned to its original brightness.

He subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice had come from.

……

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