I will study these functions when I have time. Ning Fan walked out and looked at those people. As expected, they did not recognize him.
He walked over to help them carry the wooden box, and followed them to an entrance.
This entrance is built underground, and the tree next to it is an artificial tree with a coded lock inside.
After entering the password, the entrance on the ground opened and they carried the box inside.
The passage was quite small at first, but after reaching the bottom, it suddenly became clear that it was a large warehouse.
There are piles of large and small boxes here, probably ready to be shipped to various places.
While putting things away, Ning Fan carefully observed his surroundings and found that there was an elevator on the upper right side of himself, which he could take to the deepest part of the production base.
Ning Fan did not follow them out, but blended into another team.
When no one notices, open the elevator and walk in, and then ask for identification.
After the identification was successful, the elevator descended slowly and went directly to the second scene.
When we arrived at the second floor, it was also a warehouse, but there were multiple warehouses. Ning Fan opened one at will and walked in.
It was pitch dark inside. Ning Fan found the switch from the side and turned on the light. What he saw in front of him made him a little surprised.
Because there are various nutrition warehouses here, and there is a person inside, naked, wearing only an oxygen mask.
As he continued to get closer, Ning Fan saw an acquaintance, the Japanese warrior Miyamoto. Unexpectedly, this guy was created again.
Ning Fan took a deep breath and continued walking inside, where he saw himself.
As expected, he was also cloned on a large scale by the gods' organizations. Seeing so many fake versions of himself, Ning Fan wished he could just install a few bombs and blow them up.
In addition to themselves, they also copied the arrogance of the Samsara Organization, and some of them were strong men in the dark world.
"I didn't expect that they would make such great progress, and they would make so many copies at once, filling the entire warehouse."
Ning Fan sighed in his heart, it would be terrible if these clones were used as war machines.
The organizations of the gods continue to collect data on the world's powerful people, thereby constantly transforming their clones to replace the powerful people in this world.
Ning Fan himself is one of them. He has to re-evaluate the horror of the gods' organizations. So far, except for an agent, no real leader has emerged.
After a while, Ning Fan left the warehouse and continued to the next floor.
The third level is the scientific research level, where all kinds of top-notch talented scientists come and go.
"Hey, come here."
Suddenly, a scientific researcher stopped Ning Fan. Ning Fan turned around and said nothing.
Because he knew that these soldiers wearing combat uniforms were clones made by the organizations of the gods. They could not speak and could only follow instructions.
"Go pick up this box and follow me."
Ning Fan lifted the box and followed the researchers. They arrived at a laboratory.
There was an old professor sitting here, studying something. When he saw the young researchers arriving, he asked, "Have you brought anything here?"
"right here!"
The other party opened the box on the reception desk, and there were rows of blue potions inside.
After the old scientist picked up one, he pressed a switch, and a bed in the laboratory was slowly lifted up, with a clone of Ning Fan lying on it.
"I'll fuck your grandma."
Seeing his clone being used as an experimental subject, Ning Fan couldn't help but curse.