Facing the psychic flame, the clown who had always been indifferent to everything, playing casually and looking down from above, finally let out a shrill scream.
In the palm of Zhang Zicheng's hand, the white polyps torn from the translator's facial features were constantly twisting and turning, appearing from time to time as if their faces and eyeballs had been squeezed out, and then melting continuously in the spiritual energy.
Sure enough, the spiritual person is a superior existence.
Zhang Zicheng nodded, which is why he is quite confident about clowns. On the one hand, the clone is not afraid of risks, and on the other hand, he does not believe that clowns who can enter the cracked space can be fearless of psychic powers.
In the room, the clown's headless body was finally no longer filled with wood. It stretched out its hand and grabbed Zhang Zicheng.
The seemingly ordinary grasp clearly contained energy or physical rules that Zhang Zicheng could not yet understand. To be on the safe side, Zhang Zicheng stretched out his hand and pointed it like a sword, and a huge scarlet sword energy instantly filled most of the room. p>
However, considering the fragility and preciousness of the wall in the gap space, Zhang Zicheng still used his willpower to restrain the spiritual sword light, just keeping it in place instead of firing it out completely.
If the distance is too far, Zhang Zicheng will not be able to control it accurately and can only perform such detailed operations on the true energy. But at close range, even within a range of no more than one meter, this level of restriction is more than enough. p>
The sword energy that remains in the flying state but stays put is like a series of attacks in the game, violently cutting the clown's headless body like a chainsaw.
"Hiss!!!!"
The headless body obviously had no mouth, but it immediately let out a shrill scream, and like the clown's pus that was about to be completely annihilated and evaporated in Zhang Zicheng's hand, it gradually melted in the spiritual energy.
Seeing this scene, the translator, who had completely torn off the helmet part of the protective suit, was completely dumbfounded.
She said in a daze: "This... is what I see now reality, or is it an illusion?"
Zhang Zicheng shook his hand, shook off the ashes of the non-existent clown, and said casually: "It's probably real."
As he spoke, he stepped forward and pulled the translator up.
The translator stood up and shook for a moment before standing still. She calmed down, looked down at the tattered protective clothing, could only sigh, stretched out her arms, and took off the clothes from the damaged opening of the protective clothing.
This thing is full of residue from the clown's explosion. When it loses its protective function, it's better to discard it completely.
The translator is a head taller than Beatrice. She has the same blond hair, but her eyes are brown, not green like Beatrice. But at the same time, her blond hair is obviously often cared for, like silk.
Just as smooth, not as rough as Beatrice.
Naturally, there are not many clothes worn inside the protective suit. There is only a pair of close-fitting clothing made of white fabric and blue ribs, which seems to have a certain protective function.
She glanced at Zhang Zicheng with some uneasiness, hesitated for a moment, and finally summoned up the courage to say: "Excuse me, who are you? We have never seen your kind of power... and you can kill six-level monsters. Your
If you have the strength to join us, you can at least instantly obtain the rank of major general or above."
Can one obtain military rank by relying on individual force?
Zhang Zicheng raised his eyebrows, always feeling that it didn't sound like a modern organization, but more like the process of a medieval strongman joining the army.
But think about it, the strict system of the modern army is still rooted in the equality of all living beings in thermal weapons. When there are enemies that thermal weapons cannot deal with, it is not surprising that the pursuit of individual strength reappears.
What's more, the limitations of the gap space make it impossible to use the human sea tactic here, and operations can only be carried out in small groups.
The walls here represent rooms, spaces, and routes. They can be said to be extremely precious. Highly lethal explosive bombs cannot be used as much as they want. Naturally, the only thing that can be relied on is the power of individual elites.
It is not meaningless for Zhang Zicheng to think about these things, because it always takes time to be able to change one's own system according to the environment. This also means that the earth forces behind the other party will definitely not have a short time to develop the gap space... and it may even be possible.
No less than the time Kong Huan spent here.
The tall and strong man behind the translator, after hearing this, no longer kept silent as much as possible because he could not cope with the current situation. He stretched out his hand in mid-air as if to stop something, and whispered in a low voice: "Via, are you crazy?
We are not even sure whether he is human or not. Even if he saves us, there is no guarantee that he is a highly intelligent person in disguise..."
Obviously, he knew that what he said could be heard by everyone present, but he still said it without any scruples. He didn't know whether he was impulsive or deliberately taking a risk.
Judging from how he had stabilized his mind and stayed where he was before, the latter is not impossible.
Via shook her head: "Stan, although we do need to be cautious. But so far, the other party has not been secretive about his behavior and strength. Even the lies about claiming to be from Earth are very perfunctory. But the above two
In addition, he has saved us several times and has always maintained a non-aggressive goodwill. I think it is necessary for us to discuss our cooperation intentions candidly, otherwise it will be the biggest loss."
The conversation between the two was obviously meant for Zhang Zicheng. After a brief exchange, they remained silent and then turned to look at Zhang Zicheng and Beatrice.
Beatrice was confused. She couldn't understand what they were saying anyway, so she just stayed with the master.
Zhang Zicheng touched his chin and said: "Don't think about it. I am indeed from Earth, and I am a real Chinese."
As he spoke, he spread his hands and said with a smile: "The Taiwan Strait is an inalienable part of China - you see, this sentence guarantees the authenticity of my words."
Stan didn't react at all. He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. Wea, who knew more about the situation in Asia, could literally understand what Zhang Zicheng was talking about, but he didn't quite get the point of this somewhat simplified Chinese Internet plot.
Where.
But they were able to get another layer of information. The man in front of them did understand things about the earth.
However, considering the previous one who could disguise himself as one of his own, it can only be said that it has increased some trust, but not much.
But coupled with Zhang Zicheng’s personal strength, you have to believe it.
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Next, Wea and Stan continued to lead Zhang Zicheng to their base, but the distance between the two was a bit far. Stan even walked far ahead of everyone, leaving only Wea to lead the way for Zhang Zicheng and the other three.
Only every time they pass by a room with water, the three of them will see Stan trying to clean himself in it. After discovering that they have caught up, they immediately set off and continue moving forward, keeping more than half of the room isolated from other people.
Via explained this: "Although the threat to me has been eliminated by you, we can't tell whether there will be any sequelae. We can only let Stan open the way. After contacting the base, we will kill it.
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As she said that, she glanced at Zhang Zicheng nervously: "This is a necessary process. In order to prevent unknown viruses in the gap space, please understand..."
Zhang Zicheng said naturally: "It doesn't matter, as long as I don't need to take off my clothes and be washed by you with a water gun."
He was describing the stereotype of going to jail in European and American movies. Wea was afraid that Zhang Zicheng was serious, so he quickly explained: "That is impossible, how could we do such a thing. Then we only need you to wait in the isolation cabin for fifteen
It only takes a few minutes...I, I will accompany you the whole time."
Zhang Zicheng nodded and didn't care about it. In fact, he didn't particularly like people who were independent. As long as they were reasonable, Zhang Zicheng was still willing to abide by the general rules and regulations even if he became stronger.
However, he looked at Stan, who kept trying to move forward through the water, and said with a smile: "If that big man feels disgusted that his protective clothing is stained and disgusting, why don't he just take it off?"
Via shook her head: "The protective suit on Stan may also contain fragments of the clown. We just had a private chat and speculated that my protective suit may have accidentally had a break before, and then I gave it to the clown.
If there is a chance of infiltration, his protective suit should still be intact, but it does not mean that there is no remaining tissue of the clown on it. It is better to clean it."
As she said that, she smiled helplessly: "After all, the protective suit protected him again. He was not almost digested by the clown in the protective suit like me. I had to take it off because my clothes were damaged. Since his protective suit
No problem, it’s better to dress better.”
Zhang Zicheng nodded, no longer worrying about this small problem, and suddenly said: "Speaking of which, how did you enter this gap space?"
Cracked space?
Zhang Zicheng had already said this word once, and when he heard it again, Wea thought of more questions.
The other party is obviously so mysterious, living in the Gap Corridor, and knowing the knowledge of the earth, why does he call this space different?
Wea vaguely felt that she had grasped some possibility, but there was no evidence, and it was too unreliable to rely on guesswork, so she could only keep it in her heart.
She answered as usual: "We entered here through the entrance called the 'Hinge Book'... I can only reveal it here, I'm very sorry. I don't know the specific situation, even when I entered the gap corridor,
I was also sitting on the transport truck. I didn’t see the specific scene. I just knew there was such a thing based on the information. Our team leader may know more. He was responsible for driving the transport truck at the beginning."
Hinge book?
Zhang Zicheng wrote down the word and secretly figured out its meaning.
First of all, as the name suggests, this thing is probably a book. Then based on the leader's inquiry about Kong Huan, he asked her if she was 'crushed' by something before she came in. The combination of the two seems to be able to taste a little bit of it. p>
Could it be that after opening it, standing in the middle, closing the pages, you can directly travel to the huge pages in the book?
The speculation can only be stopped here because of the lack of follow-up information. However, Zhang Zicheng does not care, he has more expectations for his actions this time...
Everyone kept moving forward, almost crossing hundreds of rooms. Kong Huan couldn't help but sigh in English: "You can actually remember such a complicated route? It's amazing. I'm afraid of getting lost. When I'm trapped here, I can't help but sigh.
Don’t dare run too far.”
Both Zhang Zicheng and Weiya looked at Konghuan with strange eyes, and then Zhang Zicheng stretched out his hand and pointed at the top of each passage they walked through the room.
There seems to be a mark carved with a knife.
There was no need to say anything more, Kong Huan returned to the end of the team in silence.
Taishe is dead, isn’t that right? Isn’t it because I didn’t observe carefully? Normal people wouldn’t look up at the ceiling, right?
At this moment, Wea looked at the mark on it, but couldn't help but sigh, and whispered: "I don't know about the captain and the others..."
Zhang Zicheng shrugged: "I heard that the direction in which they fled was not the route we came from. After he was more than twenty rooms away from us, even I couldn't sense their location. I could only wish them good luck.
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Via nodded silently, still unable to help feeling a little worried.
The main thing is that in that state of panic, it is hard to imagine that the captain has time to mark the wall.
And if you make a mark...it's actually risky.
That is the risk of being discovered by other hackers and moving along this path... This will lead to the fact that as long as there is a fixed route, it will always become more and more dangerous, rather than becoming safer and safer as you walk.
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At this point, they can only engrave different error marks on other passages as much as possible every time they explore, so that those who cannot understand the passwords, numbers or words cannot find the correct path.
But their number is limited, and even if they mislead, they can only wander around the correct route, and may even attract people who would never touch the safe route.
It can only be said that any method has advantages and disadvantages. With the current manpower and equipment at the base, it is not possible to achieve a simpler and more convenient recording method.
Suddenly, Via's peripheral vision noticed that the light in front of her suddenly brightened.
Most of the other rooms have fixed light sources. But they are not uniform. Some rooms have simple incandescent lamps, some have walls and ceilings that emit weak light, and some passages are simply dark and can only be passed through.
The light from the next room guides the way.
Except for those rooms with incandescent lights on the ceiling, the light in most rooms is dim and yellowish. At this time, in this huge space, everything is so bright, and there are almost no shadows or dead spots.
In all directions, even the ceiling that is at least a hundred meters high is illuminated by searchlights, which diffusely reflects into the entire room that is almost the size of a square. Everything is extremely clear.
"We're here!"
Via's mood finally became high. She turned to look at Zhang Zicheng excitedly, and introduced with some pride: "This is our base, Todd Zero Reconnaissance Station!"
However, she discovered that Zhang Zicheng's face was serious as she had never seen before.