Chapter 991: Excluding the inside and the outside (Part 2)
The nutrient solution water level went down. After emptying, Mola came out of the survival pod naked. A mechanical servant was handing over a towel and a bathrobe. She wiped it casually, put it on the bathrobe to cover her body, and twisted it again.
My neck was walking barefoot like this, leaving a series of wet marks on the floor.
The room she was in was lined with a whole array of the same survival pods, tilted at the same angle, as if the work of an obsessive-compulsive patient.
Mola was relatively inward. She knocked on the hatch cover of her "roommate" while walking, and did not let go of any of her passing: "I wish me a smooth life, a smooth life, and a smooth death...
”
With a naughty little tune, I just knocked on it all the way, and by the way, I looked at the familiar or unfamiliar faces that were blurred inside.
When she was about to go out, she suddenly found two surprising faces:
"Wow?"
“…Turgge?”
The former is fine, while the latter rarely sees this face in this form, without sunglasses, and with eyes closed.
Well, the body is not very complete.
"What's going on?"
No one answered her, so Mola stepped on the turtle hatch cover with her toes rubbed her toes on it: "Tell me about the cause and effect, Amber, otherwise my curiosity will explode, so don't affect the innocent."
Artificial intelligence "Amber" responded coldly: "The corresponding situation has been sent to your internal email."
"Very good." Mola smiled, inserted her fingers into her slightly curly black hair, and slid it over with a little force, then pulled down a large piece of nutrient solution residue, and her scalp became much dry and refreshing. She then asked, "Where is the teacher Li Wei? Now
Are you so casual in scheduling tasks?”
This time, "Amber" did not respond, even if it was stepped on the hatch.
Mola shrugged and began to concentrate on reading the emails, finally sighing:
"My junior brother is so fierce? Can the earth still survive when he does this? Fortunately, it is not the task there... By the way, can I lie down there directly? In addition, tell the tutor, we
It doesn’t matter, for him, this is definitely a provocation! It’s similar to blocking the door and slapping the face, he should have a reaction.”
"Amber" remains silent.
Mola looked at another one, that is, the details of the task he just received and the causes and consequences, and was still very moved and obviously reluctant:
"It's not easy to mess around in the Thirteenth District. Wang Wang just knelt down. Even if I must be better than him, will I go to die alone? What's more, I'm backing up myself, unlike him, and rubbing another one can still be used.
It's too unfavorable in an extreme environment...I refuse this task."
"Amber" responded in real time: "The mission provides a partner."
"That sissy..." Mola scoffed at the man, "I've been running here for almost two months and I'm not afraid to go out. What's the point? Besides, he's crispy, and I'm not a meat shield, so I'm not at all.
It's complementary."
"Amber" replied mutely: "The defense team and the combat puppet team have been arranged to cooperate."
Mola asked: "Will the tutor come if necessary?"
There was no response this time.
Mo La's eyes turned: "Since I've participated in this task, it means that my previous project has ended. I'll take a look at the project information and progress?"
"Amber" is still cold and silent.
"cut!"
Mola never stayed and strode out of this cold room.
For example, after the newly slaughtered live pigs passed several inspection and quarantine checkpoints, Mola walked barefoot in the inner corridor of the "Apocalypse Laboratory" base in a bathrobe. The area she was in was still very secret, with few staff members, and
They come and go in a hurry and don’t say hello when they meet.
Seeing that it was not far from his room, Mola suddenly slowed down.
There was a faint cry of a baby in his ears, and there was still a special vibration seeping through countless walls.
She frowned and silently counted in her heart: one, two, three... fourteen, fifteen... thirty-four...
More than thirty seconds later, the ground suddenly swayed slightly, like an earthquake, or a boat, which lasted for a while before gradually stopping. During this period, a warning red light was lit up in the area where she was, but soon
It's extinguished again.
After a moment, everything returned to normal.
In the corridor, the staff passing by were just like Mola, and stopped slowly and then went to do their own things.
The deep blue world is close to the core area of the mining area. Any situation can happen, so it’s not surprising that everyone has long since happened.
Mola also showed an unusual attitude and continued to walk towards her room, but her heart was evaluated:
Last time it was fifteen seconds, and this time it was more than doubled... Instructor Li Wei's experiment has made great progress.
But this baby is crying, what the hell is it?
Well, should I sell this information to my junior brother, and Luo Yuan? What price should I ask them to pay?
In the end, Mora still has to go on a mission.
Here, bargaining is necessary and taking on tasks is also necessary. If this is not the case, it is not enough to judge the importance and risk of the task.
An hour later, Mola, who had finished the entire bunch, met with her partner in this mission, "sissy", well, she is the "fashion master" Shaosaido, and also the "Plum Blossom 3" of this extraordinary deck.
Shaosaido looked at his beard, strong and inexplicably feminine appearance. He wore a snow-white turtleneck sweater, showing off his figure. He wore an earring, four rings, and played with a slender chain on his hands.
Although it was "escape" to this end, it seemed calm in this occasion.
They also look like very familiar old friends on both sides.
They are indeed familiar with each other. Shaoseidong was once Mora's employer and gave her a high salary to deal with someone.
It just failed the final mission.
"I haven't been to District 13, Mola, remember to remind me." Shaosaido's tone was very gentle, quite pleasant and trustworthy.
"Help each other."
Mola used to dress up with heavy makeup, only wearing a bun and a shorts, as if she was going to play in the nightclub, but then she started wearing combat suits and protective suits.
Shaosaido follows the same example.
He has never been to District 13, but has visited the main mining area of the Deep Blue World. He knows that in such extreme environments, even if it is an extraordinary species, it is difficult for a long time to survive without a single person.
The two of them chatted while wearing armor:
"You should know how to enter?"
"Well, it seems like I'm having a sleep?"
"This is a good start...but it will be more troublesome on the mental side, so you have to pay attention."
"What a troublesome way?"
“The trouble is that you have to experience it yourself.”
While speaking, Mola asked the accompanying guards to inspect themselves and each other according to the process, and personally inspect the combat puppets.
It is said to be an inspection, but it is actually just to open the heavy mecha, lift up the mask, and see what is inside.
Shaosaido's index finger was raised and his knuckles were gently applied to the end of his nose. As Mola's movements, a very heavy smell of blood overflowed from the heavy mecha. Obviously, something unusual was filled with it.
"Okay, this is OK."
Mola inspected the ten combat puppets one by one, and was quite satisfied.