“…… Maybe I'll be able to drink it. ”

Zhu Wen thought as she gazed at the container in her hand—the golden liquid swayed slightly in the transparent tube, and a tempting vortex vaguely appeared.

The vortex doesn't exist.

But she felt as if her body and mind were about to sink into that whirlpool—all her body, all her blood, all her flesh, all her cells, screaming loudly and screaming at this moment. They asked her to put the potion down her throat.

It's not time yet.

At least, not now.

The calamity floated around her, and the subtle danger concentrated somewhere in her shell—it was because of this reliance that she was sure to take on the job of cleaning up the underground ruins on her own. After many uses, researches, and even risky attempts, she has been able to grasp the changes of the calamity more clearly.

It's not just about predicting a crisis.

It's not just about anticipating the direction and magnitude of the crisis.

With her own words alone, she was even able to reflect the way the crisis manifested into her mind in some kind of superconscious way.

She didn't sense the danger when she drank the dragon's blood potion.

But she sensed another hidden danger - a corpse variant carrying a device similar to an acceleration device lurking not far from her. And some kind of faint intelligence even allows it to find the most suitable and hidden visual blind spots, as long as it relaxes a little or shifts its attention to other directions, it will appear like an arrow, from the sneak attack, injecting death into its own body.

She already saw the future, she saw a vague vision.

She saw a corpse morph shrouded in a fuzzy force field silently reach behind her at nearly twice the speed of sound. Because he broke through the sound barrier and even shook off the sound, a sharp blade foot pierced his neck when he was caught off guard.

One hit is fatal, and it's good.

It should have happened a few seconds later.

So......

"Stand down! Unclean! ”

The flame of miracles boiled, and the realm of the idealistic anti-god seal spread around her, and it happened to be one step ahead of the other party. The corpse morph assassin galloping from behind struggled into the realm as if it were a pool of sticky glue, and the Miracle Flame caught up with it faster than it tried to escape, pumping its fiery power into its spliced shell!

Death came very quickly.

This corpse variant is no more powerful than its counterpart, only slightly superior in equipment and intelligence. And as long as this superiority enters the category of hard-hitting power competition, it will immediately come to naught.

It took less than half a second.

All the flesh and blood structures of the corpse mutant were turned to ashes under the fire of miracles, but the precision mechanical parts that Zhu Wen expected did not even have the slightest trace of being burned.

The ability to be idealistic, it's so good.

Zhu Wen felt that this ability seemed to be particularly suitable for her, making her very comfortable to use.

She took another gas raid test, and quickly got the results that she was in a safe environment. Then she carefully used the miracle fire to clean the unknown high-tech parts that had fallen to the ground, and after removing all possible objective 'impurities', she carefully held it in her own hands.

It looked like a fist glove – a high-tech mechanical gauntlet. It has a certain self-adaptation ability, and can be directly mounted on Zhu Wen's wrist without any specification compatibility problems. And it doesn't seem to require special authentication to activate it, but it can be used by simply inserting an ID card into it.

No wonder corpse mutants can use it.

Zhu Wen thought that she saw that the name displayed on the ID card was 'Jacob' - this name is very common in the Western world, similar to Zhang San, Li Si Wang Wu in the East.

- It feels like a lab product.

- Because of the situation caused by the loss of control of the R&D center, it had to be used in combat occasions in advance. That's why even the permission authentication part is done so simply.

Zhu Wen put it on and activated it easily. This high-tech armor of unknown name is capable of unleashing a force field that accelerates the wielder's own area perception, and can also be shaped into a short-range projectile that slows down the action of the target.

It looks like the product of some kind of time-based ability, but it may just be some kind of high-energy physical effect that she doesn't understand - Zhu Wen tried its effect, and felt that it seemed to be of some help to herself.

- Hmm...... Can it have the effect of gene lock acceleration under normal conditions?

- but only relative speed is strengthened, and there is no change in concentration and control. And it's still a fixed value, and once I get a little stronger, this force field acceleration function is not very useful.

She quickly found a lot of shortcomings.

But she cherished it in her own hands - it was the first trophy she had ever acquired on her own. Even if it may not take long to be eliminated, it still has a considerable commemorative value.

And...... A subtle curiosity also filled her heart.

This corpse variant was the only corpse variant she had ever seen carrying such a high-tech prop. And that could mean that the man named Jacob had a very important place in the R&D center - even though he was now a dead man who couldn't die anymore. But before he died, what happened to him might have been slightly different from the other corpse variants?

Curious.

There was nothing risky about it, and Zhu Wen decided to satisfy her curiosity.

She didn't know how much time it had taken for the corpse to get to her. But since he has the miracle fire of idealism, he can naturally let it come in handy at this moment.

In the Arabian Nights system, the power of the gods is not primarily directly manifested.

They are often revealed in indirect ways, for example, by creating something that fulfills a given need, rather than directly using the power of a god to accomplish it.

And the most typical example is the magic lamp.

Zhu Wen took off an emergency light from the wall next to her. Then, inject the fire of miracles.

"Lamp Spirit, Lamp Spirit, listen to my orders. Expose the confusion and lead me forward. ”

The spells are made up and don't even rhyme.

But since it is the power of idealism, it is within the scope of ability, and it is natural for her to think about what she can do.

As a result, a white mist poured out from the incandescent lamp of the future wind, turning into a vague floating humanoid. It surrounded Zhu Wen, like a whirlwind, carrying her towards a place she didn't know. By the time the whirlwind had stopped, she had reached the front of a closed laboratory door.

The lamp turned into a crumbling smoke, and she nodded, placing Jacob's ID card on the terminal at the door of the lab. The closed door in front of me was rightfully opened. Everything inside is revealed.

She was disappointed - there was nothing special in the lab. There weren't even fallen corpses or corpse variants. It seems that all personnel in the lab were evacuated early, although it is possible that the permission holder died too soon for others to get close.

She wasn't disappointed – she quickly found a terminal that was still working. Jacob's ID card unlocks it, and the almighty Miracle Fire even helps her get her fingerprints and pupils identified here.

The truth was presented before her eyes. Although this story does not seem surprising.

Blacksteel Security has been working on the Divine Seal on this planet for years. And the phenomenon of loss of control is completely a proposition that will inevitably happen, but it is not clear about the specific time.

On the contrary, it was a message at the end that caught her attention slightly.

'I'm going to end this, I know how to end it, how to end its madness.' The Divine Seal is not indestructible, and I will use my own means to turn it into cosmic garbage! ’

This is Jacob's message, and he undoubtedly died on the way to practice.

However, this is ......

- Hmm, it turns out that the divine seal in this base was destroyed, not transported?

- Did he still have the means left? …… Or the remnants of the vandal props?

(End of chapter)