Although Zhang Ke finally returned to the ground, there were two people on the other side of the city still walking underground.
"...You are quite well prepared."
Smelling the fragrance of roses that hit her nostrils, Sister Lan took a deep breath and let out all the stench of the sewer that she had been holding in her lungs. Then she saw the end of the long corridor in front of her, and finally the lights were turned on one after another.
At the end is a bronze door with leather edges.
"Of course, after all, this is a bar. Even if it only exists to hide from others, it still needs to be decent." BigG said with a smile, "Besides, I'm not bragging. Even if it's just a normal bar,
Our Shanghai Flower is also very popular.”
"Did you use all the money you earned from opening the mental sanatorium to invest in the bar industry?" Sister Lan said lightly, but in just this casual sentence, she had already revealed a piece of secret information that she had already found out.
.
"Sure enough, you have all found out a long time ago - yes, the predecessor of Shanghai Flower Bar is indeed Bianhua Mental Sanatorium." BigG nodded slightly. Since the other party already knows, he does not need to continue to hide it:
"After all, the signboard of the mental sanatorium is still too conspicuous. Such a special existence will be easily discovered by you no matter where it is hiding in society. Besides, since your plan has already started, there is no need to continue to maintain it.
The survival of the sanatorium depends on finding those chosen by heaven. Instead, it is more important to bring together people who have awakened a certain talent."
Having said this, BigG's eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance, and the tiny slits in his eyes revealed a bright light: "Am I right? One of the top elite researchers of the Guixu organization, Freya Ai
Miss X."
"Oh, you even found out my name. That means you must have followed the clues to find out the information about my family and parents, right?" Faced with BigG's direct identification of his identity, Sister Lan remained calm.
After all, she now feels that it would not be surprising if the other party knew something deeper:
"How much do you really know about our plan? About the mechanism of reincarnation, the specific operation plan, or the deeper truth and secrets? Since you came to me, it means that you must have met someone like you no matter how deep you go.
Isn’t it a problem like hitting an iron plate and being unable to continue exploring?”
"To be honest, what you have heard from me now is already close to the limit of what I can investigate. Most of the intelligence exploration can only stop at this level, because once it goes deeper, it seems that the world's restraining power
Ordinary silver mist will be emitted." BigG said, "After that, no matter how strong-willed the person is, they will definitely lose consciousness within a few seconds, causing everything to be reversed and reset."
The fog that BigG mentioned must be extremely familiar to every time tracer, especially those who have experienced many reincarnation and death battles. It is like a harbinger before time is about to restart, and it is the world itself.
The absolute restraint released is enough to overwhelm everything to ensure that reincarnation will be enforced.
In Zhang Ke's previous reincarnation, he and Han Gang ran out of Sister Lan's basement and were wandering around the community in the middle of the night. The restart node happened to be around eleven o'clock, so they encountered silver mist.
Later in a certain reincarnation, when Han Gang came to his door, it was just past eleven o'clock. He looked through the window and saw that the outside world seemed to be submerged by a silver ocean, and then he lost consciousness.
In the most recent reincarnation, he and Ye Suling escaped to the middle of a deserted street. After the deafening noise, the mysterious fog arrived again as promised, taking away their consciousness and sending them back to normal.
In the cycle of reincarnation.
This mist seems to be the silver palm of the God of Time, forcing all those who try to break away from the cycle of time and space to be forced back into the prison of reincarnation day after day with irresistible absolute power, without allowing the slightest struggle.
The vast majority of those who have traced back time have given up thinking about what it is in essence, purely treating it as an objective natural phenomenon, and do not know or have the ability to explore its principles and origins.
But BigG's words seem to imply that it is an artificial mechanism, and Sister Lan is not only aware of the internal information, but may even be directly involved in it.
"Well...it seems that at least this protective mechanism has not been broken by you yet." Sister Lan sighed slightly and said, "No wonder, otherwise you should have planned a counterattack plan long ago."
"There were times when we were very sure that we were in an extremely hidden and private space, and there was absolutely no way we could let any secret observers lurk around. But once we wanted to touch, even if it was to discuss the taboo secrets of the truth of the world, the Silver Weapon
It will still arrive as scheduled.”
As BigG spoke, he pressed his thick palm on the door - it turned out that this seemingly simple and ordinary door was actually a fingerprint sensor door full of high-tech elements, but it was disguised
It has become this ordinary appearance.
"So, let's start with this topic -"
The door opened, and what appeared in front of you was a staircase with bright neon lights. Not far away, jazz music full of blues style could be faintly played. And BigG invited Sister Lan to wear a dark blue dress that looked like a starry sky and was inlaid with sparkling diamonds.
mask, and walk up with yourself.
After a few steps, the two of them walked into a place full of entertainment, entertainment and entertainment.
There is no doubt that this is a bar. The dark background environment, psychedelic and changeable lighting, the dazzling array of drinks on the bar, and the bartenders with exquisite skills and elegant movements all prove this.
this point.
But the customers sitting here all covered their faces with masks of different appearances. While tasting the carefully prepared wine, they talked freely and enjoyed the worldly prosperity. Each of them was dressed gorgeously, but they undoubtedly did not keep their faces tightly closed.
Covered so that except for the exposed lips, not even the slightest outline of the appearance can be seen.
"It turns out that you have turned into a masquerade-style bar?" Sister Lan looked around for a moment and almost understood the situation:
"I heard that this is a popular bar model in foreign countries recently. Letting customers cover their faces with masks is equivalent to hiding their original identity and appearance. It helps strangers understand and communicate with each other, and also provides a
Customers who originally felt inferior because of their appearance, or were inconvenient to strike up conversations due to their status and interpersonal relationships, can now meet new friends without any worries."