In the Longteng base, everyone was silent and pale. As early as half an hour ago, Duan Junyi had informed everyone that they were likely to have a battle, and the opponent was a super powerful person in the dream world.
Mage, let them prepare to collect the corpse.
With Liu Xiao's nod, the curtain was removed, and a group of people erected steel plates nearby to replace the curtain. From then on, these dreamers were isolated from the outside world. Only the staff and leadership could enter, and even those who needed to
The staff who monitor the computers at all times and have a stable connection to the dream radio waves have a single-pane glass erected in front of them to prevent them from fainting due to unbearable emergencies. Of course, this is also the reason why they have fainted several times before.
But everyone still didn't expect it to be so tragic. This battle was different from the past. Those people before fought against monsters in the dream world. Even if they died, they would be bitten to pieces at most. These people could still endure it, but first of all...
A soldier was suddenly burned all over. The flames of the dream world were naturally unable to burn on his body in the real world, but they could immediately spread all reactions to his real body.
As if an invisible flame was burning, the body quickly deformed and then exploded suddenly. Although it was not separated, only some bones and tendons were left connecting the body. There was also a big hole in the head, which was immediately taken care of by a group of doctors.
Put it in the freezer.
But not long after, another soldier's neck was suddenly broken. People in the real world naturally didn't know that he was actually forced to kill by his companions. They only thought that he encountered an enemy. As a result, the body was not recovered before the body was collected.
It evaporated in an instant. If it weren't for the high-speed monitor that found that he actually turned into powder and disappeared in an instant, they would have thought that he really disappeared out of thin air.
This is not the worst, not even as good as the previous one, but it can shock everyone. Is the mage in the dream world really so powerful? Can he turn such a big person into powder with just a few moves?
Then Duan Junyi's experience made most doctors unable to bear it and vomited. The soldier who was extremely strong in Yang Song's eyes died the most miserably. Because he took off his sunglasses, he was hated by Connor, so he died.
Using such a cruel spell to kill him, the whole body on the recliner exploded completely, and the flesh foam even spread to five or six people next door. Two non-medical staff fainted on the spot. Even Liu Xiao couldn't bear it.
If he falls to the side, the doctor next to him should push his back immediately, otherwise he will really faint.
"What happened...how many more people will die!" After resting for a while, Liu Xiao returned to the console again. Many staff here were still receiving internally screened information. Because of the isolation of the steel plate, they
You can't see what's going on inside at all. You can only roughly guess what's going on inside through the medical staff who are constantly carrying away fainted bodies and the boxes of iron buckets dripping with blood. Many people have pale faces and can't even concentrate on their work.
Already.
"Consider changing the work here to another place. It will affect your mood too much." Chen Mo was originally resting, but the impact of this incident was too great, so he ran over again with a pair of dark circles under his eyes. Due to neglecting exercise for a long time,
The muscles that were once steel-like began to atrophy, and they no longer looked so strong.
"It's so tragic. Almost two-thirds of the people who came to help Yang Song died this time. What should we do?" Liu Xiao said in pain, grabbing the warm water bottle in his hand.
Chen Mo frowned. The development of the matter was beyond his expectation. He admitted that he had made a mistake. This dream was simply not on the same level as the previous one. The enemies in it had powers beyond ordinary people, let alone well-trained ones.
Soldiers, even superheroes in comics and novels, have to find a few powerful ones to shake the scene, but reality is reality. The only person in the world who may have experienced the transformation in comics or movies is that one
Mr. Peter has regained his youth, but he was still a lame when he was young. What can such a person expect? Will he die?
At a loss what to do was the mood of Liu Xiao and Chen Mo. They were not in the dream themselves, but they learned about the horror of the dream from the side, and they became even more frightened. If this continues, Yang Song will face the god or god who may be the owner of the dream.
How should we respond when offering sacrifices?
"We must find a way to deal with it. If the dream world in the future is of this intensity, we will need more Corea instruments. It is best to gather all the instruments in the world and create as many as possible.
If we can have an army, we can deal with the instrument..." Liu Xiao murmured. At this time, what he was thinking about was no longer his own affairs, but the life and death of mankind all over the world.
Chen Mo has completely ignored Liu Xiao's change of mind. Facing a major crisis, Liu Xiao has lost the calmness and independence that a leader should have. The only thing he can do is to maintain the stability between himself and Zhang Fusheng. Of course, if
Yang Song really encountered a complete crisis in the dream, so there is no need to talk about it. If Yang Song died indefinitely, the birth rate of all mankind would not be as high as the number of people who died because of him.
"We should think about how to help Yang Song." Chen Mo said.
"How to help him? We can't enter the dream. What's more, even if we do, what can we do?" Liu Xiao said with a bitter smile.
Chen Mo said calmly: "Contact them, everyone who is still alive, we need to have a thorough communication with Yang Song, instead of being secretive, even if we have tattoos all over their bodies, we must do everything possible to help Yang Song
loose."
"It's up to you." Liu Xiao nodded. Although there were several women inside, not much information was engraved on their bodies due to their gender. Even if they were engraved, they would try to find inconspicuous places, such as the soles of the feet or the calves.
Partly, but now is no longer the time to worry about this issue. They all underestimated Yang Song's dream, Zhang Fusheng made a big mistake, and the crisis became more and more obvious.
Pushing open the makeshift steel plate door, Chen Mo said loudly: "Contact the people in the dream immediately. Be sure to contact Yang Song as soon as possible. If you can't reach him, go find him!"
The tattooists walked past Chen Mo cautiously one by one. They did not see the bloody incident that happened before, but the blood stains around them reminded them of what they had experienced here before. They did not dare to think too much and just worked hard.
The atmosphere in the entire hall became tense. Everyone only dared to stare at what was in front of them, and did not dare to look at other people, for fear that they would see something they shouldn't see later and have nightmares later.
This contact method created by Chen Mo is convenient and fast, more efficient than QQ, WeChat and so on. In less than half a minute, people in the dreamland have responded to the real world one after another, claiming that they do not know the whereabouts of Yang Song. A few people have not yet been
Yang Song was rescued, and someone even responded to the message asking for help.
"Ask for help? Let him protect himself! Tell those people to take action immediately to find Yang Song. They must find Yang Song as soon as possible, otherwise I will make them look good when they come out!" Chen Mo threatened coldly.
Got up.
The current situation is completely beyond control. Chen Mo cannot let those who have entered the dreamland passively slow down their work. He must give them some motivation to work hard. However, after losing the combat effectiveness of most of the soldiers, these completely unreliable guys can only
They are afraid that what they want most is to escape from this terrible dream world immediately. Nothing is more important than their lives, so Chen Mo can only threaten instead of offering various delicious rewards. Sometimes high pressure is also a source of motivation.
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"Yang Song, it's up to you now." Chen Mo hoped that Yang Song could return to these people as soon as possible. In fact, he did not expect these guys brought by Zhang Fusheng to find Yang Song before Yang Song found them.
Sometimes things are always like this, good news never comes, and bad news always follows, one after another. As soon as Chen Mo issued the order, Liu Xiao walked in with a gloomy face, pulled Chen Mo out, and lowered his voice.
Voice: "Did you say something to Yang Song?"
"What?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows.
"Take a look." Liu Xiao said in a bad tone as he handed a pile of warm paper that he had just typed out to Chen Mo.
When Chen Mo saw it, he immediately smiled and said, "Yang Song did a great job."
"What the hell, the whole world is in turmoil now. Even if it's just dead people, who knows they actually have a few English sentences engraved on them! Doesn't this make it clear that their deaths were man-made?" Liu Xiao was already trying his best.
He suppressed his voice, but still attracted the attention of the surrounding staff.
"What are you looking at! Go and do your thing!" Liu Xiao shouted loudly, which made those people shrink their heads in fear.
"I think it's probably because that kid felt that his death was a pity for the innocent victims, and he was expressing his apology." Chen Mo pointed to the colorful picture on the paper.
"But look! How chaotic the outside world is now. Apart from other things, the country has also begun to become chaotic. The dead are not just foreigners." Liu Xiao said anxiously.
"What this guy did was unreasonable and he didn't tell us anything." Chen Mo said with deep understanding.
Liu Xiao cursed and said: "Not only is it unreasonable! This guy is a bastard! A self-righteous guy! Who gave him the right to act alone? He attacked rashly and ignored our dissuasion. Now he's fine! So many people died, and he is so special
Why did you carve words on yourself? He is really smart! I will definitely teach him a lesson then!" Liu Xiao waved his hands and cursed.
Chen Mo glanced at Liu Xiao sideways and said, "What can you do to him? Are you capable of beating him? Then I really admire you."
Liu Xiao paused, and his arrogant aura disappeared in an instant, and he smiled bitterly: "How dare I hit him? Wouldn't that mean that he would also be beaten by a group of people above him?" Liu Xiao has not forgotten that not long ago, the entire human race was dominated by a toilet and a slap.
fear.
"That's it, no one can control him. As long as he is willing, he can completely exterminate mankind in an instant. He can continue to commit suicide and kill us even in his sleep. He can accept our command and obey your training.
Even being insulted by you is based on the fact that he still has some conscience. If he is a very vicious person, who knows what he will do?" Chen Mo's words came from the heart, and I have to say that Yang Song did it
This incident was very irrational and definitely not a good thing for the country. At least it exposed that the death incidents were indeed man-made, but it suited Chen Mo's taste. He liked Yang Song more and more.
"Then what should we do? You know, the higher-ups don't like people like this who disobey orders the most." Liu Xiao wondered. He was finally persuaded by Chen Mo and stopped questioning Yang Song.
"We can't do anything. We are not decision-makers, we are just people who follow instructions. At the same time, we can't help Yang Song. Let's do our best and let fate." Rubbing his temples, one bad news after another hit him, and he suddenly felt a sense of urgency.
I had a hunch that there was going to be another trouble soon.
"What the hell happened!" Zhang Fusheng's angry voice came from outside. Chen Mo rolled his eyes immediately. As expected, the trouble was back.
After a few days, Zhang Fusheng returned to Longteng Base again and was no different from before he left. There was neither an air of arrogance nor a decadence of failure. It was impossible to tell from his appearance whether his work went well or not. Chen Mochao
Liu Xiao winked, and Liu Xiao greeted Zhang Fusheng.
After hearing what happened in the dream world, Zhang Fusheng's expression changed. More than two-thirds of the people died? This was something he did not expect. He quickly said: "We only lost one person last time, why did we lose so many this time? They
Will he be resurrected again?"
Liu Xiao smiled bitterly. Zhang Fusheng really didn't know much about dreams, and thought he could be resurrected every time. He explained: "This dream is different, essentially different. If there is no accident...it should not be resurrected.
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Zhang Fusheng's face turned gloomy. He had already tried his best to retain Yang Song when he went out this time, but he still wanted to avoid a fire in the backyard. The dream world that was originally full of confidence actually suffered heavy casualties. If not a single one he sent out in the end was
What should I do? He doesn’t even have any examples to prove his idea. Will the plan be delayed again?
"Team Leader Zhang, it seems that the people you sent are of no use and are almost dead. But I still want to thank you. Fortunately, you helped, otherwise my dream stealing team would have been in danger of disbanding not long after it was established."
Chen Mo said mockingly with a smile on his face.
Zhang Fusheng ignored Chen Mo and said to Liu Xiao: "Is there no other way?" He already understood the seriousness of the matter. Now it was not about whether his plan would succeed or not, but whether mankind would be affected by this small dream.
It’s over!
"We can only look at Yang Song, if he can kill the mage." Due to insufficient information, Liu Xiao did not know that Yang Song had killed the mage, even if he paid a heavy price.
"If not, the mage in the dream world would go on a killing spree, and I'm afraid there won't be anyone left except Yang Song." Liu Xiao's voice was full of bitterness.
The three of them looked at Yang Song who was lying on the recliner. His body in the real world was intact and he was lying quietly on the chair. His head was covered by the audio-visual resonance helmet, so his expression could not be seen.