Great Power Technology.

Chapter 290 The Undercurrent Research Institute
"Airstrike started? What do you mean?"

Ye Zhou scanned his surroundings vigilantly, then lowered his voice and asked.

"4 o'clock...it's the window...hide it...and run out with the data!"

Hearing the other party say the word "data", as if a certain keyword was touched, a very clear memory suddenly flooded Ye Zhou's mind, and the originally chaotic sea of ​​strings instantly restored order.

Yes, both he and the woman opposite were lung cancer patients, but the other party came here not to treat lung cancer, but because she happened to have lung cancer, so she came here.

Unlike herself, she has her own goals.

I didn't have any contact with her at the beginning, because my life here is extremely monotonous, just regular physical examination, regular exercise, and receiving a certain dose of targeted drug treatment every day.

Maybe I've seen her a few times in the consulting room, and I remember this fair, tall Europa, but that's all.

Ye Zhou is a dying person, all he cares about is his own lung cancer.

Everything changed on the night of the third month.

At that time, his condition had improved greatly, the shadow in his lungs had shrunk to the size of an egg, and his physical condition continued to improve. According to the treatment center, he could basically complete the initial treatment goals in two months. , into the stage of remote observation.

However, just when he thought everything was about to end, fate made him collide with this woman.

She seemed to have stolen something, and then put that thing on herself.

Since that day, I have been crazy.

Maybe it can't be called crazy, it can only be said that there is a problem with the mental state.

The information from the outside world seems to be isolated, and my own memory cannot be retrieved due to the confusion of the consciousness system.

Since then, I have spent every day in a state of walking dead, eating, resting, washing, taking medicine, and receiving psychological treatment according to instinct.

And the state of this woman began to become more and more strange day by day—she, who had already entered the recovery period like herself, suddenly became worse.

Gradually emaciated, mentally deranged, muscles atrophied, and even blind in one eye.

What she experienced was obviously no less than what Ye Zhou experienced.

She still has the freedom of movement - this is what scares Ye Zhou the most.

A person who has mastered a certain secret but still has freedom is itself a herald of death.

Including her, including myself.

Ye Zhou let out a long sigh of relief, now he knew what he was going to do.

No matter what this woman is hiding on him, there is a high probability that it will not be an entity, but some kind of information.

Then, as long as he can run out and find the woman's superior, the other party must have a way to read this information.

This is the goal of this scenario simulation.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhou grabbed the woman's hand and asked:
"What's an air strike? How do you know there's going to be an air strike?"

However, the woman opposite did not answer, she just mechanically repeated the few words she had already said to Ye Zhou.

"Escape....4 o'clock....Air strike...."

Ye Zhou frowned, and buried his head deeply in his knees. From the perspective of others, it seemed that this was just two lunatics communicating in an incomprehensible way.

But Ye Zhou knew that this exchange might completely change the fate of everyone in this so-called "treatment center".

Just as Ye Zhou was still trying to pry more information out of the woman's mouth, there was a soft sound of music in the entire dome hall, and then, people who were walking in the hall turned towards Ye Zhou. Walk to the place of the ward.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zhou hesitated for a moment, and finally let go of the woman's hand, regained his dull expression, and followed the person in the direction of the ward.

Along the way, he heard people around him discussing in various languages, most of which he could not understand, but he still grasped some information from a few broken sentences in Mao and English.

".…..Very poor……"

"...The treatment was successful, but there was a genetic defect...."

"...the doctor is still working hard..."

"...maybe using targeted gene editing technology..."

"...unethical...."

"...It's more important to live..."

Ye Zhou was secretly amused, so his mental state, which he has clearly experienced persecution and abuse, has been washed into his own genetic defects in less than two months?

However, it is pointless to pursue such details. It is now ten o'clock in the morning, and there are still six hours left before the "air strike" the woman mentioned. During these six hours, I must find a way to go to the outside world. way out.

Otherwise, once the air strikes start, the situation will develop in an uncontrollable direction.

He quietly observed the surrounding environment, locked the main passage on the side of the dome hall, designed the route, and continued to follow the flow of people to the inside of the ward.

Along the way, he has not seen armed guards, only scattered security personnel, standing in all directions with a relaxed expression, monitoring the movements of all experimenters.

According to the positions of all the security personnel, Ye Zhou walked out of the crowd, bypassed the sight of the nearest guards, and then walked towards the main passage at a faster pace.

When the first security personnel found him, he had already arrived at the gate of the main passage.

To his surprise, the door was not firmly locked. Although the main door was not opened, the small door on the side was ajar.

Ye Zhou opened the small door, then glanced back subconsciously.

The security personnel who had found him didn't run towards him yelling as he expected, but just walked over slowly while calling his name.

All of this was seamless, and they didn't show any hostility toward themselves——if they were really ordinary people without any memory, they probably wouldn't be concerned about the legitimacy of this "treatment center" when they saw this kind of scene doubt.

But the more this happened, the more worried Ye Zhou became.

Being able to achieve this level shows that the base has formed a complete and mature operating system. It may be much more difficult than he imagined to break through the blockade and reach the outside world.

He ignored the security personnel who came over, but directly opened the small door and walked into the main passage.

The main aisle was brightly lit, with high-tech LED lights pasted on the walls. After walking a certain distance, the lights behind him were automatically turned off under the control of the sensor switch, and then turned on again by the guards chasing after them.

Ye Zhou and the guards, one in front and the other in the back, each walked forward non-stop through the long darkness in the light that illuminated themselves.

"Ye, where are you going? Listen to me, come back quickly, there is no way ahead!"

"Ye, do you want to go home? You can go home, but not this way!"

"Ye, come on, today's treatment is about to start."

Ye Zhou ignored him, and continued to observe the surrounding environment while walking. The security personnel behind him finally accelerated, and the distance between them became shorter and shorter.

Finally, the two pieces of light became one.

"Ye, don't go any further, go back. If you need, we can contact your family, and I promise you can go home immediately."

Ye Zhou turned his head and looked at the security personnel with dull eyes, but his heart rate had already increased to the limit at this time.

After the sea of ​​strings restored order, he was finally able to fully control his body.

The security personnel wanted to reach out to support Ye Zhou's shoulder, but at this moment, Ye Zhou suddenly raised his right hand that had been prepared long ago.

This time, he didn't hesitate.

A short piece of sharp twig snapped off from the plants in the hall plunged straight into the security guard's throat.

The other party looked at him with an unbelievable expression, but he didn't respond. Instead, he quickly put down the security guard, and then took off the staff's exclusive pass from him.

Under the armpit of the security guard, he got a scorpion assault pistol.

Suffice it to say.

What kind of medical center needs to be protected by such a weapon?

Ye Zhou put the extra magazines in his pocket and continued to walk towards the outside of the main passage, but the moment he turned around, all the surrounding lights suddenly went out!
A few seconds later, Ye Zhou felt his heart beat suddenly, and then he lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)