In the dark night, the lights-out hall of Base 51 became brightly lit again in an instant.
The empty space seemed very impersonal. There were no floors here, only a high, metal dome. The only energy lamp was embedded in the center of the dome, and the light became dimmer as it went downwards.
This is the most special building in the base complex. It is not open at all during normal times. It is only opened briefly when the survivors are tested for viruses every week.
The hall can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time, MHM. There are metal secret doors around the hall, connecting the sample storage room, testing laboratory and other places that only relevant professionals can enter.
At this moment, there was a suppressed buzz in the hall.
Everyone in the hall was wearing the same white striped uniform. There were about two hundred people, lined up neatly. There were dim torches lit on both sides of the hall. While the firelight was jumping, a slight chill was mixed with the heat wave, which was paradoxically tormenting.
Attracting people.
No one dares to speak loudly here, I wonder if there is a shadow in their hearts.
They could only whisper to each other and express their dissatisfaction with the sudden test with their expressions.
In front of the team was a long white table across the hall. Four people wearing masks sat behind the table, holding needles, scalpels and other sharp-looking objects in their hands.
There were also strange testing instruments and test tubes placed beside them, and other equipment that looked very ominous.
Carlos was at the end of the queue, and Yu Xing followed Carlos's gaze and took in everything.
I just tried it in the toilet. Although Carlos needs to talk if he wants to communicate with him, in his current possessed state, no matter what he says, only Carlos can hear it.
So Yu Xing calmly pressed Lai Lai: "I didn't expect the hall to be in this style. Instead of light bulbs around, torches were set off? It doesn't look like a regular testing center, but rather like an evil (anti-shielding) cult site."
Carlos wanted to say yes, he thought so too, but unfortunately he couldn't, so he could only tap his fingers on the side of his leg, and he actually translated the sentence using Morse code.
Yu Xing continued: "Just looking at this scene, I feel that Base 51 is not a good thing. The atmosphere is too eerie. Generally, this kind of setting is reserved for big villains."
Lo and behold, people wearing "hospital gowns" were randomly summoned by the base administrator, and came to the dark hall with torches as light sources, waiting for the inspectors in front to physically torture them.
Whether judging from the richness of the plot or the performance of the base in detecting viruses, Yu Xing cannot regard Base 51 as a simple force of hope for mankind that serves survivors.
Carlos typed in Morse code bit by bit: "Indeed, if it weren't for the weirdness in the base, why would I stay here? I would have joined Zhao Yijiao long ago."
Yu Xing originally had the idea that the plot point would be at the base, but now he is even more sure.
He wanted to look for the faces of the performers and other performers he knew in the crowd, but the queues were so dense that it was difficult to find a dwarf among them.
Soon, in addition to the whispers of the survivors, there was new movement in the base.
Broadcasting equipment was installed in this hall, and loudspeakers were placed on both sides. A man in a suit and leather shoes walked out of a secret door behind the long table. He had a handsome face, wearing glasses and hanging from his ears.
Holding a microphone that looks like a little bee and holding a notepad in his hand.
Carlos typed the password prompt: "This is the recorder of the test results."
The next second, the recorder spoke, and his voice spread throughout the hall through the loudspeaker.
"Hello everyone, I'm sorry to call everyone so late for temporary testing. There are just some emergencies. The testing is also for everyone's safety. Please adjust your mentality and don't feel resentful."
The survivors who were whispering all fell silent.
The recorder glanced around, and he could see the front faces of most people, so he also took in the few expressions of disgust and impatience among the crowd.
His expression was cold and emotionless, and he reminded him businesslikely: "The original intention of the survivor base is to protect the survivors, and the comfortable life was built bit by bit by the founder of the base and the people of the cleanup team. Now it is just
It's just a temporary test. Isn't a little pain unbearable compared with everyone's safety?"
It sounds like the other survivors are greedy people who are still unsatisfied after taking advantage of the situation.
The person who just didn't want to take the test and whose expression hadn't adjusted yet suddenly turned red and white.
Yu Xing heard Carlos chuckle.
This recorder is a bit interesting.
He is telling the survivors that except for the founder of the base and those who joined the cleanup team, everyone else is being protected and to be grateful.
This is not wrong in the first place, but his tone and expression clearly indicate that he doesn't look down on the people queuing here, and what he said makes it impossible to refute the suspicion of being a PUA.
The recorder managed to wrap up the entire scene in two paragraphs and said calmly: "The test has begun."
The team started to move.
Since there were only four people wearing masks responsible for testing, the team was divided into four rows. The first person walked forward, shivering.
Carlos was too far in the queue. Yu Xing watched for a long time but couldn't see clearly the specific method of the test. He simply waited calmly and waited until the line moved forward a lot and the number of people became smaller before he looked again.
One after another, people in white uniforms came forward and were inspected by masked people.
The masked person may say something to the person being examined, or without saying a word, he may directly pick up a sharp knife and make a deep incision on their exposed forearm.
This process was done without any painkillers or anesthesia. The strange thing was that even though the cut wound exposed bright red flesh, not a drop of blood flowed out. The long table was always clean.
After incising the wound, the masked man pierced the flesh with a needle, and a scarlet color suddenly came out of the thin needle.
"ah……"
The test process that Yu Xing was observing came from a girl in a loose uniform. The girl suppressed a groan of pain, but did not receive any mercy. The masked person simply pulled out the needle, picked up the spray on the side and sprayed it on the incision.
After a moment, he waved his hand for the girl to go aside.
The needle injects scarlet liquid into a test tube. The liquid in the test tube complements the surrounding firelight, and the light and shadow jump between them, as if they are flowing.