The moment he stepped into this large building made of solid reinforced concrete and a boulder base, the burly gray-haired soldier felt a majestic, solemn and solemn atmosphere, and this atmosphere
It comes from the rune reliefs that can be seen everywhere in the building, as well as the closed doors one after another in the corridors along the way.
The runes that can be seen everywhere are part of the building's security measures. They are designed to resist supernatural intrusions from the outside and prevent unwelcome visitors from entering the building. Behind the closed doors, there is a path.
Another deep corridor - at the end of the corridor may be a sealed room for abnormal objects, or a dangerous sample warehouse, or even more likely a researcher who has fallen into temporary madness, as well as ancient files that are forbidden to access but cannot be destroyed.
Walking inside this building, it feels like walking in the gap between the real world and the abyss of madness, as if standing on some invisible line of defense and looking at another dangerous world, even for ordinary people without any extraordinary strength or spiritual talent.
People may also feel that their nerves are tense and their hairs stand on end.
"...Are the security measures here really sufficient to ensure that nothing goes wrong with 'that thing'?"
General Belazov followed a military scholar who was leading the way and couldn't help but ask as he passed a dark alloy door.
"The 'Secret Room' facility is the building with the strictest security measures on Dagger Island. All rooms here have individual security and extraordinary barriers. Every item with a risk level of over three is directly connected to the furnace. Even if all kinds of extraordinary barriers are aside,
Not to mention, even in terms of structural strength alone, this building can resist the full attack of saint-level enemies," the scholar who led the way said in a proud tone, "Unless some ancient god spreads his power, this place is foolproof.
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Having said this, the scholar who led the way paused, and then continued: "And then again, although 'that thing' is full of weirdness, it is actually far more 'stable' than we first thought...'stable', even
You can be honest."
"Stable? Honest?" General Belazov frowned and spoke subconsciously.
"Yes, although it is not very rigorous to say so," the leading scholar nodded, "that thing has been hanging in the center of the secret room for many days. Normally, such weird things will show some degree of 'aliveness'
The characteristics of it will affect the surrounding environment in various ways, but it has never shown this aspect. It has not released matter, it has not emitted power, and it does not show any characteristics beyond the real dimension - although it is scraped from it.
The sample has some weird physical properties, but they are limited to physical properties. Compared with most dangerous items of the same level, it is as honest as a stone."
"...This is an interesting situation. I will report it to the city-state governor." General Belazov said casually.
A researcher wearing a blue coat came from the opposite side and passed by in a hurry. When passing by the general, he nodded to the general and kept walking as he left.
The sound of some kind of mollusk's squirming limbs came from inside the blue coat.
"People here are in a hurry." General Belazov said casually.
"Yes, it is like this every day in the secret room - our work is not limited to analyzing the diving bell, but also includes monitoring other things in the facility," the leading scholar shrugged, "Please don't mind everyone's rudeness."
"It doesn't matter, I don't really care about these rules myself," the general said, frowning slightly, "Is it my imagination? There always seems to be a strange smell in here - I've smelled it since I came in, it's like someone
A...smell of aquatic life."
"This is Dagger Island Bay - the ventilation system of the building is directly connected to the outside. This kind of smell is normal, plus the strange smell coming from the disinfectant and sedimentation tank, everything you smell is normal.
"The leading scholar said and sighed, "Actually, we have always wanted to apply for funds to repair the ventilation ducts here, but the response from our superiors is always 'as long as it works'."
The general didn't comment, just looked up at the end of the corridor.
Professor Myerson was already standing at the door.
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Tirian checked his coat and hair one last time, left the full-length mirror and walked to the shelf not far away, looking at several things placed on it.
He hesitated for a long time about what to bring with him.
Do I need to bring a sword? Do I need to bring a gun? Do I need to bring an amulet?
Weapons seemed to be of no use. He could not rely on a sword or a gun to protect his safety on the Lost Home, not to mention that he was invited to be a "guest" on the Lost Home and brought weapons with him.
Not only did my past words seem too insincere, but they might also anger my father.
The amulet has no practical effect, but it may have some psychological comfort effect, but I don't know what my father's attitude is towards the "gods" now. Will he be disgusted? Or will he be dismissive?
It was the first time that the largest pirate leader on the cold sea struggled with the matter of "going out" for so long.
He's going to the Lost Home - he's going back to the Lost Home.
That was the place where he spent his childhood. Most of the warm memories in his life were there, and the parts he didn't want to recall and face were also there. After a century of absence, he suddenly found that he couldn't
Imagine what it would be like to step onto that ship.
At this moment, First Mate Aiden's voice suddenly came from outside the door, interrupting Tirian's thinking: "Captain, are you ready?"
Tirian frowned and shouted to the door: "It will be ready soon, don't rush it."
"I mean, you'd better hurry up," Aiden's voice sounded again, this time with obvious tension, "For Her Majesty's sake... the messenger is already here!"
The messenger has arrived.
Tirian was startled, and then he realized the weirdness in Aiden's tone. He quickly came to the door and opened it.
Aiden's voice kept ringing: "Captain, if you don't open the door, I will...ah, thank God, you finally opened the door!"
Tirian stared at the scene at the door.
His loyal first mate was standing there tensely, and a terrifying giant skeletal bird covered in green flames was standing above Aiden's bare head. The giant skeletal bird was covered in flames and splattered with stars.
The flames of the spirit body kept falling, falling on Aiden from time to time.
And on the chest of the giant skeletal bird, a copper compass was clearly visible floating in the air - it was my father's possession.
Anomaly 022, Spirit World Compass.
"Captain, can you stop looking and let this bird get off my head first..." Aiden's voice was trembling a little, "This fire keeps falling on me..."
The giant skeletal bird tilted its head, as if it was observing Tirian carefully, and suddenly opened its mouth and spoke a female voice with a strange tone: "Go to Chenghua Avenue, take the Erxian Bridge...get on the bus! There are seats, there are big seats! Go there.
A little later... peanut drink mineral water!"
Tirian was immediately frightened by this series of voices, and the first thing that came to his mind was:
Why did the father's messenger make such a move?
Then he began to wonder what the strange words that the strange bird suddenly said meant - but he couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.
But he found that Aiden was about to faint.
"Let's go," Tirian shook his head, forcing aside the messy thoughts in his mind, and no longer thinking about how to face his father after arriving at the Lost Home, with the mentality of leaving everything to improvisation.
He looked at the strange skeletal giant bird, "How do we..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the giant bird suddenly leaping into the air on Aiden's head, and then swooping down from the sky. With a green flame filling his field of vision, Tirian only heard a strange cry:
"Your father is here!"
The next second, he felt like the world was spinning, as if all the senses in his body were being disrupted and reorganized. Then, he felt like he was instantly thrown to an unknown height in the sky - he shuttled through darkness and cold, and time did not pass.
After a long time, or maybe just a moment, this weird dizziness and peeling feeling suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The feeling of being down to earth reappeared, the darkness and weightlessness disappeared, and the sunlight passed through the mist and shone on the body again. With the return of the familiar five senses, Tirian saw that the scene in front of him gradually became clearer from the shaking.
There seemed to be a tall figure standing in front of him.
But that's not his father - compared with his father, this figure looks too slender, it looks more like a woman.
It looks a bit familiar.
Tirian blinked hard, finally focusing his vision and seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly.
She is a tall and heroic beautiful woman with long white hair shawl and a scar on her left eye.
Fanna looked at the pirate leader in front of her with a strange expression, then awkwardly turned her head to look at several figures not far away who were waiting to watch the excitement.
Finally, she sighed and said to Tirian: "Captain Tirian, I know you have many questions..."
Before Vanna could finish speaking, Tirian immediately took half a step back and stared at the inquisitor lady in front of him in stunned silence.
"He knocked down Prand?!"
The biggest pirate leader in the Lenglie Sea is greatly shocked.