After going through all kinds of hardships and tribulations, Bologg finally arrived at the secret laboratory. Under the influence of high authority, all the doors here were opened for Bologg.
Fortunately, Boluogo did not open the doors one by one and rummage through the cabinets like he was possessed by something strange. Instead, he stood guard at the entrance and was ready.
Everything in the ruins area is changing, and coupled with the strange power of the security personnel, there is no guarantee that these guys will break through the obstacles and enter the secret laboratory.
After being vigilant for several minutes, Boluogo found nothing unusual and determined that the security personnel would not break through here for the time being. Then he relaxed and turned to look at the secret laboratory.
"How are you?"
Boluogo looked at Freya who was sitting aside. Ever since she came in, she had been looking around here, trying to find where the familiar feeling came from.
"fine."
"Do you still feel familiar here?" Boluogo asked.
"I guess so."
Freya was not sure, "Maybe it's some kind of illusion? Or is cognitive distortion bringing about other effects?"
Looking at Bologg again, even though Bologg helped her a lot, in Freya's eyes, Bologg was still a hateful evil spirit.
"Anything is possible in this damn place," Bologg patted her shoulder, "but you first need to stay calm."
"Um."
"Let's see what's here first."
What followed was a rough half-hour investigation. Bologna discovered that this secret laboratory was very large. After opening one door, there was another door. Even though Mamo described everything in the secret experiment in detail, Bologna
Ge still felt like he had walked into a small maze.
Freya did not act rashly. Just like what Boluogo said, this is the secret laboratory of a glorious person, and she is just an intern, so it is best not to move.
She sat in the corner and didn't know what she was thinking. After a while, she hugged her knees and fell asleep.
Although Freya did not directly participate in the confrontation with the security staff, and even said that Boluoge led her to break in all the way, this series of events still brought great trouble to Freya.
pressure.
She is a very timid person. Ever since she stepped here, there have been constant warnings in her mind. Freya tried to find the source of the threat, but failed.
Freya's spirit was extremely exhausted. Not long after she closed her eyes, she ignored the warning voices and her breathing became steady and weak.
Bologg glanced at Freya one more time when he passed by her. After making sure that she was in good condition, Bologg continued to delve into the secret laboratory.
It seems that the impact of the Xilin invasion also affected the secret laboratory. Most of the rooms Bologo saw were in a mess. Most of the instruments and equipment were damaged, and some containers were broken. As for the things contained in them, they had long since disappeared.
It disappeared, leaving only a trace of corrosion on the ground.
Many documents were scattered in the corner. Boluogo picked them up and sorted them. Although Mamo did not ask for these, he was still ready to take these documents back. After all, these were what Mamo had been studying for so many years of hiding.
thing.
In addition, Boluogo began to look for the thing Mamo needed.
The search process was not troublesome, in fact it was smooth.
Mamo probably had a bad memory, because the thing he wanted did not appear in the location written on the secondary target list, but was in a bedroom.
Boluogo felt that this was not a bedroom, but more like a warehouse, with various goods piled on iron shelves. There was a simple single bed and a bedside table in the corner of the room.
This is Mamo's room.
"Should I say it's as I expected?"
Boluogo sat on the bed and raised his hand to pick up the photo frame on the bedside table.
The glass of the photo frame was broken, so Boluogo simply took it apart and took out the black and white photo inside.
This is a group photo. There are many people sitting or standing in the group photo, including men and women, old and young. It is difficult to distinguish the faces of most people, but Boluogo guessed that Mamo had his eyes closed.
They can all point out who is who, and behind them is a low ruin.
Burlogo turned the photo over, and black handwriting appeared on it, first a date, then a brief sentence.
"In the end, we decided to name it the Bureau of Order."
Bologg suddenly felt that this light photo became heavier, and the snake scale liquid clung to it, completely sealing it. At the same time, Bologg recalled Mamo's calm appearance.
"I am not afraid of death," Mamo's voice echoed. "For me, it is a gift and relief. I know that then I will be one with everyone, and I will be with my friends."
Reunite in that illusory paradise."
"I really don't know what to say."
Boluogo carefully put the photos away, walked out of the bedroom, and went straight to the next room. It was time to get his reward.
Pushing open the dusty door, the place was well preserved. All kinds of alchemical weapons were firmly locked on the weapon racks. There was also a note beside the rack, briefly describing the nature of these alchemical weapons.
Most of them are still in the experimental stage, and some are even just semi-finished products. Some of the alchemical weapons have the same effect as Bologo's original weapons. For example, no matter how sharpened the sword blade is, it cannot compare to Bologo's resentment bite.
For this reason, there were not many options for Bologg to choose from. Bologg couldn't help complaining about Mamo, wondering if he had also planned this step against himself.
But among the many defective products, Boluogo still found one that was usable, and the effect was very suitable for his needs.
It was not an alchemical weapon, but a special alchemical potion. Its main ingredient was cross-border fuel, a substance that Boluogo had seen in books.
Cross-border fuel is a necessary resource for large-scale winding shuttles. Every time the observation tower is activated, this type of resource is needed for support. However, winding shuttles such as the Key to the Winding Path do not use these precious resources.
.
According to records, they originally wanted to create a batch of alchemy weapons with the power of winding paths, but it is obvious that the alchemy matrix involving the power of winding paths is extremely complex to design, and the similar alchemy weapons that Boluogo has encountered so far are not the same.
many.
For this reason, scholars have thought of another way. They have optimized the cross-border fuel several times in an attempt to make it lighter. They have made it oil-coated and coated it on the ammunition blade when necessary to indirectly release the warp.
The power of path.
It's just that in this case, the power of the winding path will be very unstable, and the effect is even completely random. After many experiments, they were unable to stabilize the effect, so they could only abandon it and seal it here as a failure.
.
Slough Sword Oil.
This is what scholars call this failure.
Boluogo carefully took out the container. There wasn't much sword oil stored in it, and he didn't know if it had deteriorated or failed after so many years.
It doesn't matter, Boluogo doesn't care at all. In this hellish place, he won't let go of anything that can strengthen himself.
Taking out the scabbard specially made by Aimu for Grudge Bite, Boluogo hesitated for a moment before pouring all the sword oil in the container into the scabbard. Soon they filled most of the scabbard.
Boluogo then slowly inserted the resentment bite back into the scabbard. After the sword body was squeezed, the sword oil slowly filled the gap between the sword body and the scabbard. After the resentment bite was completely inserted, the sword
The oil only overflowed into the gaps, not completely.
This was not a suitable place to experiment with the Void Sword Oil. Boluogo suppressed his curiosity and began to search for anything else that could be used.
After sorting out these semi-finished products and failed products, Boluogo noticed one thing. These alchemical weapons did not seem to be made by Mamo.
Scholars are like blacksmiths, they all have the hobby of leaving their names on their works. For example, Aimu designed a pattern for himself.
Machinery and the Heart of Flesh.
Aimu would engrave such a pattern on each of his works to show that he is its creator.
Bologo also found symbols with the same style on these displayed alchemical weapons.
A slightly cute rabbit.
First of all, Boluogo had seen Mamo's symbol. Just like the manifestation of his secret power, Mamo's symbol was a towering tree. Moreover, Boluogo didn't think that old guy would use such a cute image.
Another point is that scholars rarely use "cute" symbols. You must know that all the works of art they create are weapons of destruction.
In that fantasy scene, you are holding a sharp sword that can cut everything. Just as you are admiring the enemy's blood flowing through the blade, you find that it is dyed red with a rabbit head...
This picture is a bit too absurd, but it is not impossible. Bologna once saw an example where a scholar from the Order of Truth directly used his address as a symbol.
People praise him as a business wizard. After seeing the power of alchemy weapons, many people will write to him, hoping to make a similar model. There are also some extremists who choose to directly knock on the door and destroy the seller.
Returning his attention to the present, Boluogo returned to the previous rooms. Soon, he saw the same rabbit head pattern on the signatures of some documents.
Boluogo guessed that he should be a cheerful and lively person, and he even liked to use his own symbols to replace his signature.
I don't know if she survived Secret Wars.
Boluogo's thoughts were stagnant. A person with such characteristics would have been noticed by others long ago, but Boluogo had never encountered such a person in the sublimation furnace core.
He became a little sad. It seemed that this interesting soul had already died in the Secret War.