When Lin Sanjiu was about to put on the mask, Sibaan suddenly stopped her. "This mask is one of the products of the arsenal," he didn't seem to realize that it was actually a simulation of a combat item.
He gently pulled down her wrist and took out the mask. "You're lucky to be able to sneak in wearing it. Now that Li Wensujiang is on guard, you won't be able to get far with it."
"Is this a product from the arsenal?" She was surprised and looked at the mask in his hand carefully. At first glance, it looked like just a thin piece of flesh-colored soft leather; the only special thing was that no matter how carefully you looked for it,
, I couldn’t find where the edge of the mask disappeared, and it actually seemed like it had merged into the air little by little. Looking at it a few more times would even make people dizzy. This is a phenomenon caused by slight cognitive confusion in the human brain.
What kind of technology does this have to be?
"Surprised?" Siba'an looked at her and let out a low laugh: "Eighty percent of the products produced by the arsenal can be summed up in one sentence. You know what they are, but you don't know why."
She glanced at the other party in confusion: "How do you say that?"
"I know how to make them, I know what they do, but I don't know why they do what they do."
The blond man rolled up his mask and raised his chin towards the door: "Our products are produced after dismantling and groping countless special items, and then using the operating rules discovered by chance to copy and mass-produce them. The place you entered is just right.
Come here, I'll take you out to see."
"Wait a minute," Lin Sanjiu followed him and asked in a low voice, "Isn't this the right time? I have to leave quickly."
"I know, don't worry."
Sibaan smiled at her, and a few strands of bright blond hair fell down, like sunshine blown by the wind. His pace did not slow down at all, he just avoided the door and led her along the road.
The side corridor leads deep into the hall.
When Lin Sanjiu came behind a pillar, she took advantage of the cover and quickly peeked out. She saw many figures vaguely moving around outside the gate. The people who had just gone out didn't seem to have left, and were still being watched in a row.
The ground is locked outside.
"come here."
When she was about to open her mouth, she turned her head and realized that the shadow in front of her had disappeared and disappeared into a door at the end.
Lin Sanjiu paused and hesitated for a moment.
The other party had no reason to be unfavorable to her, at least as far as she knew, there was none; it was just that it was hard for her to understand why he would be so dedicated to her.
Just because she is a woman?
She was puzzled as she stepped into the door.
None of the doubts that had flashed in the depths of her mind came true; in the light cast by countless small spotlights, Sibaan was facing away from her, looking up at a Lin Sanjiu bottle that was flowing along his
As soon as he raised his eyes, his thinking stopped at this moment.
When she was lost in thought, she realized that she had spent a few seconds in a daze.
"What is this?"
She found it difficult to look away, so she could only raise her head and stare straight at it, then walked step by step to stand next to Sibaan.
In this room, which is about a hundred square meters in size, a huge circular cavity has been dug out of the ceiling. Layers upon layers of metal frames as dense as trees stand tall in this spacious room, forming a
The frame is intricate and has a beast-like shape. The luster slides across its body, and countless pipes of various colors protrude from it and submerge into the cavity of the second floor floor; the most conspicuous one is covered by layers of metal skeletons.
An inverted cone-shaped metal cylinder wrapped in the sky.
At the first glance, Lin Sanjiu knew that this was not a special item. Although this metal behemoth may have used many special items, it was obviously an artificial thing created by humans after pouring countless time, hard work, and wisdom into it.
things.
It looked down majestically at the two humans at its feet, and slowly blew out bursts of faint white steam in silence.
"I have a way to help you leave, but I need its help."
Sibaan also raised his head, and his Adam's apple slid tremblingly as he spoke, and the light and darkness were uncertain in the light. "This is one of the most proud achievements of the arsenal. We call it a 'scholar'. What you see is Scholar 4."
No., we still have eleven more, distributed in eleven other worlds."
"What is it used for?"
Lin Sanjiu felt a little dazed; her eyes ran over the metal beast over and over again, and she was surprised by its intricate structure. After a pause, she remembered the more important question: "What did you come up with?"
Method?"
Siba'an lowered his head after hearing the words, and his blond hair fell down, vaguely covering the gentle kiss he placed on the mask. Raising his head, he handed back the combat items and smiled at her: "I want you to wear it."
Put on my uniform."
Lin Sanjiu stared at the mask for several seconds, then coughed and reached out to pick it up, feeling that she didn't understand: "What are you talking about?"
"The people from Li Wen Tujiang must be all over the arsenal now. They will pay special attention to the props used to disguise their appearance. But you know what," Siba'an said here, raising his hand to unbutton his uniform one by one. Dark blue
The coat slowly slid open, revealing a piece of white shirt underneath; at the collar, a piece of texture was submerged in shadow.
"Generally speaking, except for the team performing the mission, even those who belong to the war department do not know the appearance of other mission targets. You put on my uniform, put on a little makeup, and I am with you.
You can leave here openly."
He took off his coat, suddenly reached out and threw it towards the metal frame in front of him. No matter what movement he made, he did it so smoothly and gracefully; it was as if everything in the world was created for him by someone who figured out his preferences.
Same.
Lin Sanjiu's eyes followed the clothes and fell on the inverted cone-shaped metal tube. Before he could say "Aren't you wearing it for me?" Sibaan asked: "Do you have any spare clothes?"
"Oh, yes,"
The gift bag prepared a large amount of daily necessities for her, and even prepared a lot of clothes for her. Lin Sanjiu handed over several folded clothes and pants and asked, "What do you want this for?"
"I'll show you with my tops first," Siba'an took the clothes and put them down, his green eyes lit up with a child-like smile. "You may want to avoid it after a while."
What?
When Lin Sanjiu was still wondering, the giant beast made of metal skeleton suddenly started to rattle. She suddenly turned her head and saw that the clothes were being swallowed up by an ever-opening "whirlpool" and were quickly submerged in it.
He fell into a shadow; along with the metal tube that suddenly rotated at high speed, bursts of white steam surged out, spurting out from the countless joints of the skeletal beast, quickly evaporating half of the house into a sheet of rolling white.
"The scholar's effect is very good, but the movement is a bit loud." Siba'an sighed, "Oh, look, it has finished analyzing the clothes."
Strands of straight light beams suddenly lit up from the white steam, slowly rotating, intertwining with each other, and forming a curtain of light in mid-air.
At every intersection of light, words, images, molecular formulas, and even a pattern of intertwined and repeated patterns appeared, which looked somewhat familiar. Lin Sanjiu stared at it for a few seconds, and finally realized that it was
Weaving model of cloth.
"Using it to analyze uniforms is a bit overkill, and the deconstruction results are relatively small." Sba'an explained while walking to the other side of the metal behemoth, not knowing what operation was being performed: "Generally speaking, if it is analyzing special items
, such 'views' can even reach thousands."
The "viewpoint" he refers to seems to be the intersection point formed when the light beams intersect.
"Each point of view represents a key component of the object. By selectively reconstructing and copying these points, a brand new object can be created according to different directions and uses. I have never worked in the research department
, I can only tell you a general principle.”
When Sba'an walked over again, he had two identical dark blue uniforms draped on his arms.
He looked down, picked out one of the items, and smiled at Lin Sanjiu.
"This is mine, you put it on."
Lin Sanjiu took the heavy uniform and put it on her body; the remaining body temperature and a fruitless breath immediately filled her nostrils. Sibaan's clothes were too big for her.
She had no choice but to pull her sleeves with her hands, trying to pull them as close to her body as possible.
"Go out and wait for me for a while,"
When she raised her head, Sibaan had one hand on her belt. He raised his chin toward the door. Lin Sanjiu didn't need to wait for the second half of his words, and hurriedly stepped out of the door, closing the door behind her.
It's closed behind you.
Leaning against the door, she let out a long breath.
In the distance, faint and faint human voices are occasionally blown into the hall by a gust of wind; but there is only silence in this building, so quiet that people can clearly hear their own heartbeat and blood flow. The hanging basket waits silently under the light.
, the corridor and the door are immersed in shadow.
She didn't seem to have to wait long when the door suddenly opened from behind, almost making her stagger.
A few minutes later, Lin Sanjiu had already changed into a uniform of the Ministry of Security. Fortunately, she was not short, so the uniform was not so bulky as to arouse suspicion.
Sibaan took away the visit permit she had cheated, crushed it bit by bit with his fingers, and threw it into the silver trash can that Lin Sanjiu took out; he found a pair of scissors from nowhere and messed it up for her.
Her dog-gnawed hair was slightly trimmed, and she wore a pair of glasses.
When he walked out of the door and ordered everyone to go, Lin Sanjiu quietly took a photo of the one-eyed machine; at first glance, even she didn't quite recognize her own reflection.