The elevator keeps going down.

Each time a dark red light swept across the faces of Oglok and Dr. Shauna, it meant that the elevator had gone one level further underground. It wasn't until the number 49 floors appeared on the elevator's electronic board that it made a slight vibration that the elevator stopped.

The alloy door opened, and outside the elevator was a silver shijie. The walls and passages made entirely of metal plates make this underground research institute bright but cold. The institute is built in a rock formation nearly a kilometer underground of the Academy of Science and Technology, with a total of 49 layers of alloy armor plates, which can withstand the simultaneous bombardment of hundreds of nuclear bombs, or the meteorite rain on the day of the cataclysm.

It was conceived at the very beginning of the Council's establishment to establish an underground research institute that could withstand catastrophic damage, to study and preserve important data and information, and to play a cornerstone role in the continuation of human civilization. And in order to achieve it, it took Oglock nearly thirty years, and then another ten years to perfect it.

Today, this underground research institute has the most advanced research equipment in the mainland, a high-power intelligent brain of the Huixing star, a complete database and a large number of excellent researchers. It is no exaggeration to say that even if the Dark Council is destroyed in an instant, as long as this institute is present, in time, the Council will be able to regain its former glory.

And this important place was named the "Dark Core" by Oglock.

Far from being dark, the Dark Core is bright. Illuminated sources that work almost all day make the underground shijie as bright as day, with numerous researchers coming and going through the metal passages. These people have reached a fever pitch in their scientific exploration, and in their eyes, Oglock's identity is less important than a set of functions. Therefore, almost all the people on the passage did not hesitate to pass, but no one stopped to greet Oglok.

Ogllock is used to this.

After all, in the decades he has known Dr. Shauner, he has fully understood that in the eyes of scientific maniacs like Dr. Shauner, data is everything. As for what identity and status, it is just a dispensable embellishment.

After a series of data comparisons such as pupils and palm prints. The door to Dr. Shauna's office is retracted to either side, revealing a dark space in front of the Dr. and Oglok.

Dr. Shauna strode into the office, followed by Oglok. When the alloy door is closed, some soft points of light gradually appear in the dark space, and they appear around the space, from simple to complex, from less to more, gradually forming a picture like a cosmic galaxy. They are so beautiful and pleasing to the viewer's eye, when in fact, they are energy circuits. It provides the energy needed for the comet-star brain "Omisga", and Dr. Shauna's office is actually a private terminal connected to Omicga.

The nearly 300-square-meter office has nothing to spare, except for a strange device that looks like an astronomical telescope. This thing was the terminal connected to Omisga, and Dr. Shauna sat in the chair in front of the operator's table. As his fingers flew over the countless light keys, the telescope-like object port continued to shoot tiny lasers of various colors.

These are energy fibers, and by activating these fibers, Omis Plus goes from standby to computation. In the vast background like a galaxy of stars, a hologram appeared, a beautiful woman dressed in a plain white robe, surrounded by a soft silver light. She is Omisga's anthropomorphic form, and is able to help Dr. Shauna perform all sorts of basic data calculations.

"Good evening, Dr. Shauna. Is there anything I can do to help you?" said Omisgar in a woman's synthesized voice, and in order to distinguish her from a real person, the doctor deliberately did not add an element of "emotion" to the vocal language at the beginning of the development. As a result, Omisga's voice sounded cold and inorganic.

Dr. Shauna put a helmet-like object on his head, through which the doctor had access to Omisga. Like this helmet, Oglok also has one. But Oglock naturally didn't use it to study anything, just to occasionally make it easier for him to call up some encrypted files in Omisgar's database.

"Omisga, call up the current research report of the project number WX1875. Dr. Shauna said excitedly.

"As you wish, doctor. Omisgar finished speaking, and the hologram vanished.

But as she vanished, a screen of light unfolded before the eyes of the two Oglocks. On the light screen, groups of Arabic numerals appeared. They occupy the light screen, and judging from the distribution at the back, there are many more such numbers. And under these numbers, there is a progress bar. Currently, a dispensable number is displayed in the middle of the progress bar.

1%！

"It's ......," Ogllock looked at Dr. Shauna.

The doctor left the console, the thick lenses reflecting the numbers on the light screen. He spread his hands and said in a dreamlike voice, "Og, my old friend. Look at these numbers, they represent a life that we can't understand!"

"The Discord, we've long been convinced, they're beings other than mutants and new humans. Ogllock frowned.

No one knows how the Discord came to be, or how they evolved. These are usually the same as human beings, but once they lose their minds, they will turn into crazy devils. In terms of physical characteristics, the disordered ones are very close to the abilities of the mutant line. But they are fundamentally different, they possess powerful fighting instincts, strange genes that are infinitely regenerating, and almost infinite kinetic energy.

All of this gives the Discord the potential to become a perfect being. But that's all there is to it, they are not truly perfect beings, and the lack of reason is the greatest flaw of the disorder. Sora has a strong body, but it has no rational control, making the Discord a dangerous mutant beast in the eyes of high-level abilities at best.

However, the study of this rare life has never stopped in the past twenty years. It's just that the Discord is very rare, and the complete cells that the Dark Council has been able to obtain over the years are still provided by the low-level blood rider Sauron not long ago, and extracted from a Discord blood carrier.

Upon hearing Oglock's words, Dr. Shauna retorted, "It's not that simple, Og. From the samples you provided, we went through tedious research to get such a gene source code in the cells of the disordered people. Listen to Ogy, you have to figure out the relationship between the primary and secondary ones. It is not the disorder itself that generates this genetic code, but the genetic code that influences and facilitates the emergence of the disordered creatures. ”

"As I said before, this is a set of life codes that we don't know. The so-called ignorance is a conclusion reached after comparing all the codes of life that we have in the old and new eras. This set of source code does not represent life on Earth. It's from beyond the earth!"