"I'm very sad about your friend. I'm sorry... It's a pity that I only inherited part of the authority, otherwise I could help you find her."
In the old radio, the low and hoarse noise was still the same as before, but the intermittent breathing seemed to have a new injury.
not only that.
In the noisy sound of electricity, there seemed to be a few more tinkling sounds of metal than before.
According to Yongshi, a lot of things happened in Vault 7-9 during the transfer of management authority. In addition, the shelter was in disrepair and the security systems in many rooms malfunctioned.
In short, breaking into an unauthorized area may trigger the alarm system, causing the door to automatically lock.
Since he has been missing for so long and there is still no news, he is probably someone with bad luck.
If they hadn't read Sisi's post on the forum, people might have actually believed his lies.
"Let's put aside the matter of our friends... Are you really okay?" Sesame Paste, who was holding the radio, whispered.
"I'm fine...A few mice came into the office and I've taken care of them."
That forced voice was somewhat insincere.
After coughing twice, he suddenly realized something and then spoke.
"Wait a minute, what do you mean, let's put aside the matter of your friends? Did you just listen to what I said? She may have encountered something unexpected.
"I heard it," Taitail, who had been silent for the whole time, had a sad expression on his face, and tears actually came out of his eyes, "We will miss Sisi!"
"Me too!" Rourou raised his hand, but his face was serious.
It didn't feel like mourning, but like swearing.
Sesame Paste showed a troubled expression and nodded in confusion.
"I...will miss Miss Sis too."
It's really hard not to be online for three days, but when it comes to sadness... I can't even talk about it.
If a good friend dies, of course she will feel a little lonely and sad.
However, when you go offline every day, you can see Sisi serializing the experiment log of Shelter 79 that he ripped out from the game on the forum.
At this moment, instead of feeling any sadness, she had to hold back from laughing.
…
There was noise flowing quietly from the radio, and she could probably feel the confusion and speechlessness flowing quietly.
She suddenly felt a little worried that this was an NPC.
It's like the DM in a script killing shop.
Although they have played their roles very carefully, it is obviously impossible to expect players to be like them.
In this quiet silence, the three of them walked to the end of the tunnel, where was the entrance to the dungeon.
The continuous sound of gunfire is far away, and the Death Corps has pushed the progress of the strategy to the end.
The building blocking the front of the research area has completely turned into the deathclaw's lair. The scales and excrement shed by the shed skin can be seen everywhere, and it has completely transformed into the shape of the deathclaw.
Before players visit, the ecological environment of Underground City No. 79 has been in a state of dynamic balance.
As a being at the top of the food chain, no creature has ever been able to invade the Deathclaw's lair.
But at this moment, this balance was torn to pieces.
The strength-based players were in the front row wearing KV-1s with welded steel plates, holding chainsaws in their hands to prevent the Death Claws from detouring from the sides.
Players holding assault rifles followed closely behind, and the ferocious firepower suppressed the Death Claws to death.
The orange-yellow trajectory opened an airtight net in the narrow corridor, and only roars and howls could penetrate the net.
The player in the back row set up a 20mm light rifle and fired an armor-piercing incendiary bomb at the right opportunity.
With the tacit cooperation of the players, the positions of the hunter and the prey are completely reversed.
"Brothers, try harder!"
“Come on!”
"Awesome!"
"Well, can we change the slogan to something more flavorful?"
"?What slogan can be more flavorful than these two?"
"???two?"
Blood was flying in the corridor, and the air was mixed with the smell of burning paste and the pungent smell of gunpowder.
The exhausted people carried the injured people and withdrew from the front line, and soon a wave of eager young players came up to top them.
In the corridor less than 2 meters away from the front line, a group of players who had just come off the front line were sitting on the ground.
Looking at the two scars on his chest that could almost see the bones, the construction site boy and Brick cursed while tying bandages on themselves.
"Damn...I almost died."
The drum washing machine sitting next to him wiped his sweat and made a complaint.
"How many deathclaws are there here?"
"Who knows?" the boy at the construction site muttered to Brick, "but fortunately the space here is narrow and large monsters can't be cast. It's like a special game where you have to go through the mold and it's almost impossible to fight! And it's better than dying."
Claw, I think those savages are more difficult to deal with!"
It's completely different from encountering it in the wilderness.
Here, the adult deathclaws are completely meat on the chopping board, while the juvenile deathclaws are more dangerous.
Based on his countless hunting experiences, the multi-legged beast might be more difficult here.
That kind of mollusk with tentacles and hands all over its body has a strong vitality. Even if it catches a rifle shuttle with its face, it can still jump forward and continue to crawl forward.
For "hexagonal warriors" like the Deathclaw, the terrains that are really suitable are jungles and cities.
Especially in cities.
The adult Death Claw is a terrifying existence that can hunt evolved bodies and destroy the Awakened team...
Debt Dayan, who was sitting on the ground panting, suddenly spoke.
"I suddenly discovered...this place is quite suitable for a fish pond."
The boy and Brick at the construction site were stunned for a moment.
"Fish pond? What do you mean?"
“That’s what fishing means!”
Seeing that my good brother was still confused, he took a deep breath and continued.
"Isn't there a psychic interferometer sold at the resurrection point? That thing can be used to tame alien species. We encountered Deathclaws outside before, and either couldn't win, or even if we did, they would let the other side run away. That doesn't exist here.
This is a problem, there are only two ends of the corridor, there is no room to run hehe."
Hearing these words, the players sitting aside were stunned.
"What the hell?! Are you trying to catch Pokémon?"
"Awesome...the intelligence department is going to rise again?"
"Hey, I'm not a human being," Bian Huishui sighed, "The entire sequence is being strengthened, but the perception system has not been touched... Is this so reasonable?!"
The drum washing machine couldn't help but say.
"I agree. Ever since the switchblade came out, the intelligence system has been ridiculous. No matter whether others use guns or knives, they have to rush in and fight. This guy never goes to the front line. He outputs wretchedly from behind, and the DPS is not low."
"Let's sharpen it."
Seeing everyone clamoring for a knife, Debt couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"You guys, are you so embarrassed to say it? Which sequence of the entire Alpha version is the younger? Why are there just a few stronger versions to make me feel better?
Can't you wish your brother well?
The boy and Brick at the construction site looked at the ceiling and muttered: "Cut it with a knife, please, planning Ba Ba."
Debt-eyed: “@#%@!”
Although I just mentioned it casually as a joke, if you think about it carefully, it seems quite interesting to use this place as a breeding base for death claws.
The pet style of play has been around for a long time, but it has never become mainstream.
One of the main reasons is that it costs too much to cultivate a pet, and dead pets cannot be resurrected.
It is better to raise a Deathclaw than to raise a strength animal. The latter is at least cheaper, and you won't feel bad if you die, and you will be alive and kicking again after three days.
But if there is a stable SSSR that is a fish pond, then the situation is completely different.
A Deathclaw with autonomous combat consciousness is much more powerful than a drone that requires real-time control.
Just as these wounded soldiers who had retreated from the front line were talking to each other about bad ideas, everyone from the White Bear Knights came over from the empty corridor.
The tail riding on Rourou's shoulders waved and said hello from a distance.
"Oh, brothers, how is the progress of the strategy?"
The edge paddler raised his head and responded.
"There's only one last bit left. I guess it won't take until night, but it should be done before noon."
"Not bad, not bad." Taitail nodded with satisfaction, "Good luck, boys! Once we get the serum, let's feed Rourou first!"
"Eh?! Wait a minute, why am I drinking?"
Tails said with shining eyes.
"Don't you want Rourou to become a human? Don't worry, Rourou, you were so beautiful when you were a bear. When you become a human, you will definitely be a beauty!"
"Maybe it's still white hair!"
A player suddenly interjected, and the drum washing machine that was drinking water spurted out with a pop.
"Damn it, when you say that...I suddenly feel that Rourou is actually quite handsome."
"Really?" Tai Wei said proudly, "Our Rourou is very beautiful. I have her photo."
Upon hearing this, all the animals were instantly excited.
"What the hell."
"Realistic? Real or fake?"
"Good brother, please share!"
"Wait, is this the point? Also, I'm not sure what function the serum has! And shouldn't the serum be an injection..." Rourou said, dumbfounded.
Tai Tai thought for a while and suddenly sighed.
"Damn it! Rourou's ability to complain is completely different when Sisi is gone."
Rourou: "Are you M?"
Sesame Gu, who was holding the radio, smiled weakly.
"Ha...haha I feel like I can't keep up with the pace of young people."
Since the players communicated in Mandarin throughout the whole process, Yongshi on the other end of the radio did not understand what they were saying at all, but felt that these people were a little too optimistic.
This is the Deathclaw lair.
At least be more serious!
but…
The fighting prowess of these people made it hard for him to find fault. The few mercenaries and aborigines he had tricked in before didn't even break through the mutated spider's nest at the door, let alone push it all the way here.
At this time, a shrill howl suddenly came from the direction of the stairs.
Everyone stopped talking and looked in the direction of the stairs.
At this time, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the radio that had been silent.
"Mother Deathclaw"
There seemed to be a trace of fear in that voice.
After barely understanding this sentence, Sesame Paste asked immediately.
"what is that?"
". Deathclaws are a matriarchal society. Female Deathclaws are often much larger than males and have longer lifespans. There are several rooms downstairs used by the mother of Deathclaws as incubation nests, but don't worry about those big ones.
Come out, even the widest corridor here can't accommodate them."
"Then how did they get in?" Tails asked curiously.
"Of course I crawled in when I wasn't that big." A cough came from the radio. "Don't worry about those things. You don't need to go downstairs. Go through the corridor in front, which is the door of the research area. The door there
It's open, you can go right in and I'll tell you how to get the serum!"
Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
Everyone standing here has been exposed to the spoiler and already knows that this guy is lying.
Don't let them go downstairs...
Is it because there is something there?
"Rather than saying that there is something there, could it be because it is out of his control?" Sesame Paste suddenly said, "I think what he said before was not like he was panicking, but more like he was hiding part of the truth.
"
Rourou was stunned for a moment and said, "You mean his authority is incomplete?"
Putting his index finger on his chin, Sesame Paste nodded slightly.
"Well, either the permissions are incomplete, or part of the area occupied by the alien species is really damaged due to disrepair. Otherwise, he can completely cut off that part, right? Most of the doors we pass along the way...are closed, right?
"
Including the corridor where Sisi disappeared.
When they went back, all the doors that were open had been closed.
The biggest difference between that area and other areas is that it is not occupied by alien species.
Sesame paste suddenly thought of a possibility.
Could it be that the Yong family, as a manager, lost control of that part of the area, which led to that part of the area being occupied by alien species?
In this way, it may be the only place in the entire shelter where Duo can avoid being completely under his control...
"hiss…"
As he said this, Taili glanced at Brother Bian and gave a thumbs up.
"I'll leave it to you downstairs!"
Bian Huishui understood it, put the rifle on his shoulder, and said with a hearty smile.
"OK."
"What are you talking about?" A hoarse voice came from the radio. He vaguely felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Those people always communicated in a language he didn't understand, which made him confused.
What dialect is this from?
After living for so many years, this was the first time he heard it.
Tails: "We are discussing the battle plan!"
"Alright, have a plan. It's right to have a plan when doing things, but the most dangerous area has been cleared by you. There shouldn't be any danger in the future. Go ahead and get the serum and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible."
The voice on the radio had a faint hint of urging.
The treasure of your dreams is right in front of you.
He couldn't wait any longer...
The White Bear Knights walked through the cleared corridor and headed to the research area.
The players of the Death Corps spread out near the main entrance of the research area to prevent alien species from flowing in from other areas.
Inadvertently approaching the stairs, I stroked the edge and opened my tentacles of perception towards the dark corridor, letting my consciousness merge into the darkness.
Feel the undetectable fluctuations from the weak air flow.
"...the sound of a beating heart."
After muttering something softly in his mouth, he determined the target's location, loaded the rifle and walked downstairs.
Downstairs is a dark hall, with load-bearing pillars standing tall and without any lighting.
The moment he stepped on the last step, he immediately felt that the sight that had been stuck to the back of his head disappeared.
However, when he continued to move forward following the clue he sensed, the feeling of being watched suddenly returned.
Stop.
Sensing that a powerful being was approaching, Edge of Water held the assault rifle in his hand tightly and carefully searched every inch of the dark corner.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly met a pair of amber pupils.
It was a death claw as huge as a dragon.
The body, which is more than ten meters long, is lying on the ground, with its shoulders and the ceiling tightly touching each other. The most eye-catching feature is the two ridiculously large horns on the top of its head... In the Valley Province, the ordinary Death Claws do not have this.
A characteristic.
The air froze for half a minute.
Carrying the hot and smelly breath, a low and hoarse voice floated out from the mouth that could only fit a cow.
"It's strange that we can still see living people here... How did you get here? Did that guy let you in?"
Hearing the words spoken by the death claw, the confusion on Shui Shui's face instantly turned into surprise.
"What the hell, you trash man?!"
"Trash man?"
The amber pupils stared at him intently.
It obviously didn't understand what he was saying, but it read the expression on his face.
"Have you seen other talking deathclaws?"
Edge of Water nodded quickly.
Although I don’t know why this guy can speak human language, it seems that he triggered the hidden plot of the level?
Taking a deep breath, he tried to speak in non-standard human couplet.
"We have one at our shelter, too."
This deathclaw seemed to know a lot about the shelter and spoke slowly.
"Which shelter are you from?"
"No. 404."
"404.."
The amber pupils shrank slightly, and the death claw groaned for a while.
While paddling along the edge of the water, I felt that its eyes seemed a little dazed. Seeing that it didn't speak for a long time, I followed up and asked.
"Are you the Yongshi?"
"Yongshi...what is that? But the name does sound familiar."
Suddenly, the Death Claw seemed to have remembered something, and snorted out of its nostrils.
"I remembered that experiment. Haha, after so many years, there are still people who remember that thing."
Edge Paddling: “Experiment?”
The Deathclaw slowly spoke and continued.
"The immortal emperor's name or code name is Yongshi. But that crazy plan has failed, and you can see what the outside world looks like now."
Regarding this plan, Edge Paddling has already been read in the experiment log uploaded to the forum by Sisi, so it is not unfamiliar.
However, what confused him was the identity of the man in front of him.
He's not the Yongshi, and he's obviously not the manager, but he seems to understand it all.
"What should I call you?"
After a long silence, it slowly spoke.
"A name? I haven't used that thing for so long that I forgot about it. Anyway, I have become like this, Deathclaw or Mother of Deathclaws, whatever you want to call me."
Unable to tell whether he had really forgotten it or just didn't want to mention it, he gave up asking and took a deep breath to continue.
"Then if I change the question, can you tell me what's going on here?"
"What happened... This is a good question. Since you know about the Yong family, you must know about the experiments being conducted in Vault 7-9."
Seeing the man in front of him nod his head, the mother of deathclaws slowly spoke and continued.
"Very good, then I don't have to start from the beginning."
"After the death of the first-generation manager, we adjusted our experimental ideas and adopted a more radical strategy, turning the outer area of the shelter into a research area.
Mutated organisms were captured from the wasteland, genetically modified, and then released into the research area to simulate a harsher wasteland environment."
"This is a natural testing ground. The cameras can theoretically cover every corner of the shelter, and we can completely observe the entire process of the experiment. After completing these preparations, we began to clone the unfinished experimental subjects on a large scale.
And deliver them to the research area, record their survival rate, survival time and other indicators, and select the best individuals for improvement, and then repeat the experiment."
"And in this process, it's not just clones that evolve. The mutated organisms we capture from the outside also evolve at an accelerated pace under natural selection...
I stood aside and stared at M as he read the edges of the subtitles, and couldn't help but swallow the sleep foam.
What kind of battle royale is this?
The Deathclaw Mother did not stop and continued.
"We have obtained many excellent samples... However, what is distressing is that although they are close to perfect in physical function, there is still a big gap between them and the eternity we imagined. And more and more experimental data show that
, when this planet enters a new era, the performance of human beings under natural selection is not as good as several other alternatives. Let alone giving birth to a new civilization, maybe in a few thousand years, there will not even be human beings on this planet.
No shadows can be seen."
"We have heard that some shelters are studying human subspecies. It is said that the imaginary new human beings are even more tolerant to extreme environments than cockroaches. Although we don't know whether they are successful, their research ideas have indeed inspired us.
.If we don’t stick to the form of life, our civilization can actually continue in another form on other forms of intelligent creatures.”
"Later, we adjusted our experimental ideas for the second time, no longer limited to clones, but expanded the options to all species in the entire research area. Soon, an excellent sample stood out."
Edge scratched the water and swallowed.
"…deathclaws?"
"That's right," the mother of deathclaws blinked her heavy eyelids and continued, "it has strong vitality and unparalleled physical functions.
Even the power armor is still slightly inferior to the fully developed Death Claws...and the most important thing is that as long as it is injected with a special serum regularly, it can theoretically live forever."
"Although from the current perspective, this seems a bit unacceptable, it will be difficult to say in a few decades. When our civilization enters a new era, when everyone embraces evolution, then'
People' shouldn't mind what their emperor looks like, and our mission will be completed in another form. The new era will celebrate our achievements."
"In the third year of the plan, we have successfully cultivated an almost perfect sample that can be used as a new container to accommodate our consciousness. Through nerve transplant surgery, we have successfully transplanted the consciousness of part of the residents into the eternal body."
Unfortunately, there was a slight deviation in our experiment. Those samples were so smart that they were difficult to distinguish.
Although we have accepted them, they are not very happy to accept us."
"Due to a mistake, some of the experimental subjects broke through the regional restrictions, and some even escaped outside. Among them were mutant creatures and marginalized clones. You should have seen those things in the wasteland."
The source of the alien species is actually here?!
This is an incredible discovery.
Edge Paddling immediately asked.
"Did all those Deathclaws outside escape from here?"
Deathclaw Mother continued.
"Most, in fact, not just the Deathclaws. Most of the early mutants in the wasteland had very weak body functions. After the improved experimental subjects escape from here, it will not take long to replace those naturally mutated mutants. Including
The by-products of those experiments include the clones we originally created."
"Clones?" Edge of Water was stunned for a moment, "Are you talking about the savages in this honey shelter?"
Deathclaw Mother said in a calm tone.
"Yes, they brought the genes here, including the tribal culture formed during the experiment. For more than a century, you may not be able to see pure-blooded 'savages', but you should be able to find some strange things from some primitive tribes.
For ordinary people, especially those tribal leaders."
"They often have physiques that are different from ordinary people, and even show heterogeneous characteristics to some extent. Do you think that is an ability given to them by nature?"
The mother of deathclaws raised her teeth, and the cracked corners of her mouth seemed to be mocking herself.
"However, they can become leaders and continue their powerful genes in the cruel jungle. This can also be regarded as the result of natural selection."
I paddled on the edge and held my breath.
He suddenly thought of several bosses he encountered in previous versions.
Including the "Bear" of the Bloodhand Clan.
There are also the "gold teeth" of the bone-chewing tribe.
The source of their bloodline and culture flowing in their blood is actually here.
"I thought it was an awakening..."
The Deathclaw Mother let out a dull laugh.
"Awakening? Haha, is that what you call that phenomenon?"
Edge of Water stared at him and said suddenly.
"Are you a researcher here?"
"Researcher... well, I did participate in the experiment."
After being silent for a long time, the mother of deathclaws shook the long horn on her head and suddenly said in a half-joking tone.
"No more pretending, actually after saying so much, you probably guessed that I am the manager here."
"Of course some people call me the Big-horned Deer God."
(Thanks to the leaders of "I am the most amazing cat", "What's the meaning of a name", "Kong Xiaoyuan", "Chen Zhe", and "ningyong2" for the rewards!!! Brother Meng, we are in a hundred alliances! In addition, we will join tomorrow
More, I really didn’t catch up today...)
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This chapter has been completed!