In front of the simple thatched house, Zhou Zhen's muscles were tense, one hand was behind his back, the other hand was holding the wooden door, and his eyes were vigilantly staring at the two villagers who suddenly appeared, ready to retreat into the house at any time.

At the same time, the black-clothed envoy and observer also stood on their feet with a solemn expression, and looked at Zhou Zhen with great caution.

The two sides confronted each other from a distance, and the atmosphere seemed to be frozen for an instant, and no one dared to act rashly.

After a short stalemate, seeing that the reaction of these two strange villagers was similar to his own, Zhou Zhen suddenly understood that the two people opposite were not the natives of this village!

However, it is not certain whether it is a wanderer from Tongfu City, a member of another illegal organization, or an official collaborator......

Thinking quickly in his heart, Zhou Zhen slowly pushed open the wooden door behind him, and seeing that the other two had no intention of making a move, he retreated towards the room little by little.

Bang!

It wasn't until the wooden door was closed again that neither of the two people outside the door moved, and Zhou Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He is now being targeted by the "blind" actors of Lu Xingkuan, but he doesn't want to conflict with other compatible people at this time.

It's just a little weird......

Lu Xingkuan has obviously had an accident now, how did the other party finally return from the space-time tunnel alive?

Moreover, where the space-time tunnel is here, he has not found it yet!

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door.

Knock knock!

Zhou Zhen came back to his senses, immediately walked to the floor bunk, picked up the brick that served as a pillow, and returned to the back of the door.

Knock knock knock...... Knock knock knock......

The knocking continued, and Zhou Zhen did not open the door, but leaned close to the crack in the door and looked out.

The fog outside the door was miserable, and in the courtyard surrounded by hedges, the two strange villagers just now had disappeared, and standing outside the door was another villager who had never seen before, the other party looked like he was thirty or forty years old, wearing a patched caftan brown, with a nail rake in his hand, his back was straight, and his expression was serious, and he was knocking on the door while cautiously observing the surroundings.

Zhou Zhen looked at this villager carefully, the other party's expression and actions showed traces of long-term training, and it could be seen at a glance that this villager, like the two strange villagers just now, was not a native of the village!

Thinking quietly in his heart, Zhou Zhen didn't mean to open the door at all.

Although he has now recovered a little "digital energy", it is not enough to use the "digital domain" once, and he is not ready to take risks when he cannot be sure of absolute safety.

So, Zhou Zhen took the brick, stood behind the door, and quietly looked at the figure outside the door.

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The white mist was filled, like a veil, shrouding the four fields.

The black-clad messenger and observer were in high tension and looked ahead without blinking, until the strange emaciated child entered the room and closed the door, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Although there was no conflict between the two sides just now, the intuition cultivated over many years of birth and death made them extremely sensitive to the perception of danger.

That seemingly very weak child is very weird.

It is quite possible that the other party is not a living person at all!

"Let's go!" The black-clothed messenger quickly said, "Something is wrong with this place, get out of here!" ”

The observer nodded, and the two turned to leave.

This time, they were moving faster, and the thatched huts surrounded by hedges were soon left behind.

Wet white mist poured in from all around, falling layer by layer like a veil, obscuring the view, and before long, there was a vast fog all around, and the cold room could not be seen at all.

The fog continued to be thick, like a sea of clouds, mountains and fog, and the two of them set off waves when they walked.

As he walked, the observer took a deep breath and suddenly asked, "What should we do next?" ”

Hearing this, the black-clothed envoy did not answer immediately, the purpose of their entry into the space-time tunnel this time was mainly twofold, one was to collect materials for the next experiment; The second is to store the "numbers" and "equations" in the space-time tunnel.

The current experiment of "Twilight Trial" is to write the "digital forest" into the "digital domain" of the test subject.

The sudden appearance of this space-time tunnel in Tongfu City has a huge attraction for all compatible organizations.

For example, in their "Twilight Judgment", they want to collect the "numbers", "equations" and materials of this space-time tunnel, and then write them into the "digital domain" of the next test subject, creating a god who can travel through time and space!

However, now the Chinese officials are pressing too hard, and they are currently struggling to even survive, and they have no chance to collect the "numbers", "equations" and materials here.

Thinking of this, the black-clothed envoy said in a deep voice: "We don't have 'digital energy' now, and we can't fight against the official crowd. ”

"If you continue like this, it's hard to even survive here, let alone complete the mission."

"However, the test subject we brought this time can help us break the current deadlock."

"Let's find the test subject first!"

As he spoke, the fog around him became more viscous, like a thick veil, completely obscuring the surrounding vision, and visibility dropped to the point where he could only see the silhouettes of people within two steps of him.

Houses, courtyard walls, trees, haystacks, and ...... that were clearly visible All of them were hidden in the sea of fog, and both ends of the road were swallowed into a vast expanse.

At this point, the observer nodded, it was very difficult for them to recover the "digital energy" now, but the subject ...... Each test subject is incomparably special!

The current experiment of the "Twilight Judgment" is the [God-making Project].

Each test subject of the [God-making Project] has a "Digital Forest", which cannot be quickly absorbed by the compatible, but the "Digital Forest" can!

Thinking of this, the observer immediately said: "This time the space-time tunnel appeared, and the 'Ash Order' received the earliest news and had the most time to prepare. ”

"I guess we sent the test subjects too."

"As for the 'four-dimensional utopia' and the 'Twelve Sages', it's not very clear."

"If our test subjects have recovered the 'digital energy', then the test subjects of the 'Ash Order' may be similar."

The black-clothed messenger nodded, and the cold wind blew from in front of him, accompanied by the slight sound of branches breaking, mercilessly swept away the temperature on their bodies, and the chill was biting, like thousands of steel needles piercing the skin.

The two of them got colder and colder as they walked, and the black-clothed messenger subconsciously rubbed his hands and said, "I don't know very well about the latest experiment of the 'Ash Order'. ”

"But if it's a test subject of the previous [Mythical Recovery Project]......"

"Although the experimental subjects of the 'Ash Order' have obvious flaws, it is undeniable that there are many Chinese people!"

"No matter what kind of special constitution you have, you can find ......"

Speaking of this, the black-clothed messenger suddenly noticed something and immediately stopped.

The observer also stopped moving forward.

The next moment, in the thick fog ahead, four figures of different heights appeared.

A child with a striking black mole on his neck and three adult villagers all stretched out their arms and walked towards the two as they fumbled.

These four figures, there are men and women, adults and children, the only thing that is the same is that their eye sockets are empty, and their eyeballs do not know what to gouge out, leaving only purple-black blood stains that are frozen around their eye sockets.

Eight arms clutched in midair, quickly approaching the black-clad emissary and the observer.

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The winter sun is bleak and sprinkled, bringing a little warmth.

Outside the "Guan's Shoucai", 127 and 093 waited vigilantly, maybe this place is relatively remote in the village, and no one has passed by.

Quiet and terrible people all around.

They listened carefully to the movement inside the coffin shop, but found nothing.

The two waited with bated breath at the door, and waited for a long time, but they didn't see the people inside come out.

Seeing that the promised time had come, none of the companions who entered the "Guan's Shoucai" came out, and the faces of 127 and 093 gradually changed.

After glancing at each other, 127 walked to the door of "Guan's Shoucai" and tentatively shouted inside: "106? 258？ Subgroup? ”

There was a dead silence in the coffin shop, and there was no response.

127 immediately turned his head to look at 093 not far away, and said in a deep voice: "Something's wrong!" ”

"Gotta go find Team Liao!"

093 nodded, took the flat pole in his hand in a different position, and said, "I'm guarding here, you go to Team Liao!" ”

127 did not hesitate, and immediately turned and left.

So, at the door of the coffin shop, only 093 was left.

He hadn't been here for long, and in an alley beside him, there was a sudden sound of small footsteps.

093 immediately looked over alertly, only to see a villager dressed in an earthy brown caftan walking briskly.

The other party looks ordinary, his face tanned by the sun, covered with ravines left by the wind and rain, his movements are surprisingly accurate, and every step he takes seems to have been measured by a ruler.

However, there is a clear difference with the standards of the army's special training.

The two sides glanced at each other, and 093 was about to speak, but the other party had already taken the first step and shouted at him: "Zhonghu! How did you get here? The village chief is looking for you, hurry up! ”

Hearing this, 093 was just about to interrogate the other party, and suddenly he was stunned, the person who came was the aboriginal of the village?

Thinking of this, he said perfunctorily: "I know, I'll go later." ”

The visitor shook his head and said with an anxious expression: "No, I've been looking for you for a long time, the village chief is urgent, don't delay, otherwise the village chief will start a fire, and no one will be able to persuade you." ”

"You'd better hurry up!"

093 frowned slightly, he had a task on his part now, and he couldn't leave the door of the coffin shop, but when they just met, they were instructed from above to try not to clash with the natives in the village...... After thinking about it, 093 quickly said, "Okay, I'll go over now." ”

As he spoke, he turned and walked towards the courtyard of the village chief's house.

093 entered the alley with his front foot, and the villager who came to call him immediately walked over and pushed open the door of the coffin shop, quickly flashing through the door.

After a few seconds, 093 turned back from the alley, and saw that the door of "Guan's Shoucai" was empty, and he suddenly frowned, and he was fooled!

He thought that the villager was an aboriginal and did not want to argue with the other party, so he planned to find an opportunity to get rid of the other party on the way to the village chief's house and turn back again.

But I didn't expect that I had already gone out for a while, but the other party didn't mean to keep up at all!

Just thinking about it, in the surrounding alleys, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps.

093 came back to his senses and immediately turned his head to look in the direction from which the voice came.

Four villagers in shabby clothes but with straight backs, carrying rakes, hoes and other farm tools, were walking out of the alleys and approaching him with murderous vigour.

The four villagers, two men and two women, were adults, the youngest of whom was in his early twenties; The oldest looks to be in his fifties.

They did not resemble each other in appearance, as if they were not related to each other, barefoot, with cuffs and bottoms tied, and the two female villagers had their hair tied in a tight coil with strips of cloth and freshly sharpened sticks, apparently prepared for a violent move.

093 suddenly understood that these people were not aborigines!

He looked at the villagers in front of him and clenched the flat burden in his hand: "Who are you?" ”

The villagers at the head looked at 093 and said calmly: "'Four-dimensional utopia', 'crown carving'." ”

As he spoke, the villagers continued to approach and raised their farming tools one after another......

(End of chapter)