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Chapter 162 The kind of place that Rou hates.

The seemingly unrelated clues were connected, forming an increasingly clear timeline in Tang Rou's mind.

It all started when the electric eel escaped and Alphinaud was injured trying to save her.

Then the convoy was hit by a sudden huge wave on the Ring Road, causing them to drive into an uninhabited area and found an uninhabited hotel to rest temporarily.

Alphinaud transformed back into his cub form and picked colorful mushrooms for her... Forget this part, the child had a good intention.

He guided her to find a diary that had been weathered for a long time.

Then, the convoy discovered that the food had been damaged, and found on the GPS that there was a small and medium-sized city nearby that could restock...

The complete context appears in my mind.

Tang Rou suddenly thought of Professor Yamada's words.

In the eyes of ants, human behavior is unknowable.

The floods, tsunamis, earthquakes, and even catastrophes that fall from the sky may all be random actions of humans.

A child will squat by the grass and observe the ant colony. He may put down candy or bread crumbs and watch the ants mobilize an army to move them. He may also lightly pour a glass of water to declare that his patience is over and stop.

This observation.

Tang Rou looked at the quiet Alphinaud and felt a sense of loss of control.

She never seemed to understand what he was thinking.

He is an alien species, an existence far beyond human understanding.

who is he?

Do those researchers who died know how they died?

Alphinaud hugged her gently and explained in a low voice, "Rou, I don't have it, it's not me."

What is it not?

"Not me, kill them."

He was completely obedient to Tang Rou and never went against her ideas.

As early as that time when he destroyed the Tower of Babel-shaped building, Rou had said that no killing was allowed and asked him to open the hatches of all experimental cabins so that the experimental subjects could personally take revenge on those who had committed wrongdoings.

So this time he didn't kill anyone himself.

He just brought those people in, gave them various new identities, watched them make mistakes, and then be killed by the resentful souls here.

He didn't kill anyone, he was just solving the problem in a way that Tang Rou could accept.

The young man lowered his head and looked at the strange gray charcoal drawing on the beach with great interest, then stretched out his hand to change a few strokes.

"This is the kind of place Rou found."

What kind of place?

Tang Rou didn't even react.

He was very happy, holding her hand and interlacing their fingers intimately, showing a look of contentment and happiness.

"Underground, there are many cages, the kind of place Rou hates."

Tang Rou realized it, he was talking about the underground living experimental base of the Tower of Babel, that boundless underground space.

"I know Rou is looking for a place like this."

He spoke carefully and in a gentle tone, "Last time, Rou saw a place like this and she was heartbroken."

Tang Rou looked at him blankly.

"So, I will take you to destroy it."



July 23, the last day.

The city of Os was submerged sixty years ago.

The people wandering in this world are not living people, but undead souls that cannot escape.

The original history will not change, and the ending of this day cannot be reversed.

At the beginning of a new day, there are fewer people in this town.

There are not many people in the class.

As usual, urban migrant workers go to the supermarket to buy breakfast and start their day.

But there are many different pictures.

Many adult men and women are playing the role of parents for the first time, taking their young and immature children to eat in restaurants or fast food restaurants on the street, as if they suddenly remember their responsibilities as parents.

This is a scene Tang Rou has rarely seen since coming here.

Parents in this city are probably afraid of developing feelings for their children, so they rarely appear together in public in harmony.

Ironically, this day is the day when the joint base recruits living volunteers.

It is also the day once a year when I personally come to the surrounding towns to pick up people.

The entire city of Os has become a large-scale experimental hotbed.

On the Fountain Square, dozens of escort buses were lined up one after another, with umbrellas and banners set up in the middle, with slogans for a community with a shared future for mankind written on them, voluntarily participating in the experimental project.

The bottom of the umbrella canopy is divided into two areas. One side is to verify the identity and the other side is to pay the "pension".

When Tang Rou passed by, there were already many people queuing up.

Many people received money and registered with their children.

Staff members wearing white uniforms from the experimental base gently held the children's hands and walked to the laser equipment.

Put a metal ring on their wrist and stamp it with a steel stamp.

It became...an experimental subject.

The queue has been long and there are many familiar faces in it.

Tang Rou saw her deskmate, and so did Lin Li.

The corners of his eyes twitched and he pulled the person out with a strange look on his face, "Keeper Duolong, are you still alive?"

Deskmate: Isn’t my name White?

My deskmate said, "My parents sent me here. They said that when I turn sixteen, I can contribute to the family and go to a great place."

"puff……"

This was originally a sad story, but Lin Li laughed out loud.

"Breeder Duolong, you are indeed over 16 years old. You are almost 40, so don't show up."

Lin Li whispered softly as he pulled the person out.

“I’m not ashamed to stand in line with a group of kids.”

White...Doron looked back at the team with some regret, "But there are beautiful big sisters in uniforms there."

Tang Rou's sharp eyes noticed that at the edge of the team, several boys and girls were quietly sneaking aside, and when no one was paying attention, they turned around and ran away.

Looking at the direction, it seems to be the seaside.

She wanted to follow him.

Just as he was about to call someone, he turned around and saw Alphinaud carefully tugging on his T-shirt. Seeing her looking at him, he hurriedly covered it up.

He looked like he was hiding something.

Tang Rou waved, "Come here."

The young man struggled for a while and came to her side honestly.

Tang Rou raised her hand and touched his lower abdomen, the corner of her mouth twitched, "Did you eat something?"

He suddenly said nervously, "Everything I eat is useless."

"..."

Tang Rou had given up thinking about what he was talking about.

Some words cannot be studied deeply.

As a qualified breeder, she had an occupational illness, pressed on his belly, and rubbed it around to help him digest.

Alphinaud's hands and feet suddenly became weak, and he hummed softly, unable to say a word, and leaned tremblingly on her shoulder.

The pale earlobes were visibly tinged with blue, as if they were about to bleed.

A few seconds later, a cold translucent tentacle wrapped around Tang Rou's waist, turning into a puddle of water and rubbing against her.

Tang Rou pushed the person away and was filled with emotion.

He has grown up and is not as cute as the little octopus.

At a certain moment, the hourly chime was heard from the clock tower.

The fountain in the square drew slender waves of water that crisscrossed and changed, attracting many people to watch.

Lin Li glanced at the time and said, "If I remember correctly, the tsunami will come over in another hour and flood the city."

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