The space in the mezzanine of the ceiling is extremely small. It is more like a temporary hiding place than a treasure trove.
There is nothing here, just a dozen or so people huddled together on the ceiling.
There are soldiers or security guards in combat tights, scientists in white coats, workers in hard hats, and nobles or officials in gorgeous uniforms.
They were huddled together hand in hand and "standing" with their heads down on the ceiling, protecting a little girl in the middle of everyone.
There is no doubt that this is the final destination of the last survivors on this planet. This is the answer that the intuition of the prophet's deduction method told Zhen Cheng.
Because after all it was just a human wall riddled with holes, Zhen Cheng could clearly see most of the girl's outline through the gaps in people's bodies under the flashlight.
Zhen Cheng thought she looked not much younger than him, with long hair covering her face. She was holding a set of oil painting brushes in one hand and a spray paint can for graffiti in the other.
Including the little girl in the center, everyone maintained a still posture. Those who opened their eyes kept staring, and those who raised their legs kept one foot on the ground.
This is obviously not something that a living person can do.
They have turned into sculptures made of aggregated pigments, making Zhen Cheng suspect that they are like sand sculptures on the beach, maintaining a delicate balance that can collapse at the slightest touch.
Observe carefully, the texture of these people's hair, skin, and clothes have all become shiny and sticky. Every cell and fiber has been turned into pigment, but because they carefully retain the color of their lifetime, it makes people feel real at first sight.
It’s hard to tell the fake.
Finally, there was a jet black octahedron pendant hanging on the girl's chest - [World Fragment]!
Trying to find this dark thing among the many colorful details... It's not difficult at all, and it's even hard to ignore at first glance.
Because everyone's hair, clothes, everything showed that the "gravity" they received was upward, so they could maintain their posture standing on the ceiling with their bodies as fragile as polymerized paint.
But only the pendant around the girl's neck hung upside down, hanging on her forehead.
This saved Zhen Cheng from having to worry about whether it was true or false. She had never heard of anything in the world that could ignore the distortion of the rules by the shadow.
Looking up at the group of portraits that can be called works of art, Zhen Cheng murmured with emotion: "Human beings are such a thing. The more prosperous they are, the dirtier they are; the more desperate they are, the more shining they are. This is what my father once said.
of.
It has nothing to do with good or evil or individuals, this is the root of wisdom and civilization. External pressure is the driving force for civilization to advance, and the only effective inhibitor of endless internal friction. I didn’t understand what he meant until today.
I can feel the mutant downstairs just now.
If you, sister, are a being that has fused the power of [World Fragments], then he is the corresponding individual who has fused the power of the Shadow.
This is a voluntary fusion under desperation.
Judging from the condition of that guy's body and the condition of these people, they may really be just one step away from success."
Due to the genius deduction method, Zhen Cheng could be confident in his judgment. Regarding the extremely weird mutant in the fusion state, that old and resolute soldier, Zhen Cheng smelled the same kind of atmosphere.
"Who knows," in response to Zhen Cheng's emotion, Ai Luogensi just smiled:
"Perhaps this girl is just a victim like Modesty, carrying the weight and results of the entire world they paid for their research. This makes these people so unwilling that they would rather give their lives to protect her.
Didn't you also say that? They may really be just one step away from the biggest secret, the final answer, and some of the things we are looking for now."
The two sisters' riddle-like dialogue made Cai Luoli next to her puff up her cheeks in jealousy.
The scene before us is tantamount to the end of a civilization in the most shocking way. It is the epitaph of mankind.
Anyone who sees this will inevitably be touched, make guesses and judgments based on their own experience, and then express various emotions. Only a heartless person like Cai Pixiu can turn a blind eye.
"What should we do now?" Ai Luogensi rotated the hand cannon presented by Zhen Cheng on her index finger, her meaning was already very obvious.
Zhen Cheng sighed and pulled Cai Pixiu to the other side of the hole in the ground: "I can't bear to destroy such a scene. However, sister is right, let's end this off-campus teaching."
boom!
Just waiting for Zhen Cheng's words, Ai Luogansi pulled the trigger, and the bullet accurately hit the [World Fragment].
This thing has been studied in various ways in their hometown, but people have tried every means to leave a scratch on the thing that has been broken into three pieces, and of course this includes the bullets of the special pistol.
As expected, when the strong wind brought by the bullet swept across, the shocking "statue" on the roof collapsed like a sand sculpture under the ocean tide and fell to the ground.
Zhen Cheng and the others had tried their best to move away so that even if the dangerous paint spilled down like this, it would not touch their bodies.
After being sprinkled on the ground, it would first leak through the holes in the floor into the experimental hall below before spreading and completely surrounding them.
Ai Luogensi's bullets were as accurate as ever, and the [World Fragment] bounced off the wall twice before sliding to a place not far from her feet.
After forcibly removing the clothes from the newcomer who had safely logged out of the game, Sister A bent down and picked up the pitch-black octahedron. Then she was surprised to find that there was no paint on it at all.
So she started directly and rubbed it gently. The surface was completely smooth to the proton level, but there was no mirror-like reflection at all.
It feels exactly the same as the one I got earlier in Academy City.
After gently twisting it and confirming that there was no problem, Sister A threw the thing to Zhen Cheng.
Zhen Cheng took it, looked at it again, and handed it to Cai Pixiu.
The moment she handed it over, she froze.
As if to avoid not seeing clearly, Zhen Cheng focused the searchlight of his mobile phone on the place where he just discovered the abnormality.
She noticed that at the place where the last group of paint "statues" of the afterglow of civilization collapsed and spilled, a emblem was revealed on the ceiling that was completely covered by the "statues".
It was an octahedron badge.
If it were before becoming a disciple of Qu Yun, Zhen Cheng might have only thought that it was a local copy of the [World Fragments]. He might even have thought that it was a badge exclusively for the research department.
If I think about it more, I can at most think of the emblem of the apostolic organization I once saw in my hometown.
There is also an identical regular octahedron there, but with a group of extra humans kneeling under it.
But in the Blood Candle Keep Great Library, Zhen Cheng investigated an emblem that was exactly the same. Here, she just learned that the octahedron is not an emblem that can be used everywhere, and learned that the apostle organization also has a emblem that spans many worlds.
upper level organization.
[Purification Supervision Institute], this is the name of the leader of the [Apostles], the only organization that uses this badge.