Data Wasteland

After exploring five or six rooms in a row, Chen Xing came to a huge laboratory. The flashlight swept away, covering thousands of square meters. It seems to have experienced a huge disaster, broken instruments and equipment are scattered everywhere, as well as a large number of dry bones.

Chen Xing looked around, walking forward cautiously. The surroundings were quiet, and the sound of glass or bone cracking was heard from time to time under the feet, which was very permeating.

There is a row of long tables in the middle of the laboratory, about three meters wide and twenty to thirty meters long. It should be a place for researchers to meet and discuss. Approaching the long table, an obtrusive object came into view.

It is abrupt because it is incompatible with everything around it. Everything else is messy, either damaged or skewed, but only it is placed upright there, like an existence independent of the world.

It was an "ear pot", about half a person tall, bronze in color, with grippers on both sides. The surface of the pot is covered with grayish-white rust, which seems to be very old. Looking at it, the spiral pattern engraved on it is simple and mysterious. After watching it for a long time, it seems to be stuck.

The mouth of the pot is facing up, and the lid is placed aside, just like the artifact of the legendary god.

Chen Xing couldn't help but think of a term-pseudo-device.

This is what he saw in a magazine in his last life. The definition of counterfeit is the same as that of false gods to true gods. "Counterfeit" is fake or forged, and "artifacts" are divine and heavy objects. Together they mean "forgeries of divine artifacts." As for the others, Chen Xing is also not quite clear. After all, this belongs to the secrets of the upper class. Only sporadic information will occasionally mention a sentence or two.

He didn't dare to touch it rashly, so he looked for clues among the fragments scattered on the ground.

Before long, he found a research notebook. Looking at it, it is a lot of experimental data. In the last few pages, something called "The Devil's Pot" was mentioned several times, which seems to be the name of the ear pot.

Regarding the "Devil's Pot", there is a sentence mentioned in the record: "The miracle of the gods, the gate of the taboo."

Chen Xing raised his head, his eyes swept across the ceiling with the flashlight. As expected, the covers of all the ventilation ducts were lifted. Combined with the information seen before, it is not difficult to infer the situation at that time.

The explorers at the No. 65 Underground Survival Center found the Devil's Pot outside and sent it back to the research institute. In the final stage of the research, the researchers opened the lid of the pot, which may be a mustard space, and a large number of alien creatures ran out.

The researchers present were all dead, and the doors of each room were closed, but the alien creatures crawled out along the ventilation pipe, and then infected the entire survival center.

Thinking of this, Chen Xing looked at the ear pot in the middle of the long table.

Take it or not?

After a short hesitation, Chen Xing came to the side, gritted his teeth, and reached for the lid of the pot.

I don't know what material the pot lid is made of. It starts cold, not big, but very heavy. Chen Xing couldn't hold it up the first time, so he took it up again with force and moved towards the mouth of the pot.

"Boom!"

As if there was a huge suction force, when the lid was close to the mouth of the pot, it was directly sucked down, making a dull sound.

Once the lid is closed, it can no longer be opened. Chen Xing jumped onto the table and tried hard with both hands. As a result, the whole table was broken, and he still could not open the lid. Due to time constraints, he did not do much research. He took out the rope from his pocket, and found a few more rags, wrapped the ear pot, tied it, and carried it on his back.

The ear pot is not small in size, and it is extremely heavy on the back, weighing at least 70 or 80 kilograms. Chen Xing felt like carrying a large gas tank on his back. If it was before, Chen Xing would definitely not be able to carry it back, but his current strength is 15 points, 1.5 times that of an ordinary adult male, and there is still some spare strength behind his back.

The thing has been done, he no longer delays, and walks back quickly along the same path. After passing through several rooms and turning into the passage, he suddenly pierced his scalp, hurriedly stopped, squatted down, and looked around.

The front and back of the passage were dark, and the flashlight shone out, and nothing was left.

After a while, he didn't notice any abnormalities, and tried to take a step forward, his scalp hurt even more.

what happened?

He frowned and observed more carefully. Finally, he found that there was a very thin thread three meters in front of him.

Upon closer observation, the silk thread was silver-gray, and the surface was dull, even if the flashlight was illuminated, it was difficult to detect. The surface of the silk thread is covered with fine serrations, and the height is at the position of his neck. Once it hits, his head will have to fall off.

Chen Xing couldn't help taking a breath. Who was so insidious and set up such a trap on his return route. Had it not been for his perception of danger, he would have separated now.

Several figures flashed through his mind quickly, it seemed that Roy was the most suspicious, but Zhang Meng was not ruled out. Although Zhang Meng appears to be relatively simple and honest on the surface, it is difficult to say what these people are like hiding very deeply.

Chen Xing thought for a while, then turned and walked to the other end of the passage. He didn't dare to go back the same way again. God knows what traps are behind him. The perception of danger is not a panacea. Maybe he will be caught next time.

As he walked, he opened the black watch and compared it to the simple map on it, and walked towards the area of ​​Baishi's house.

Roy, Zhang Meng, Luo Shaoqing, and Yang Zhiyong all clash with him more or less, and the first two have already come down, so they must have gotten some clues. Walking through their passage is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap. As for the Shiraishi family, he has a good impression of the twin sisters, and hopes to be fooled.

After walking in the dark for more than ten minutes, he came to an accommodation area, everything was neatly arranged, and he knew that he had been explored at a glance. A little further ahead, Chen Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the "white" sign sprayed on the wall.

"who!"

When approaching the exit, Chen Xing deliberately increased his steps to let the voice go far away. Soon, two flashlights came over, accompanied by the soldiers' shouts.

"Don't shoot, I'm a member of the Ye Yang family, and I got lost inside." Chen Xing raised his hands and turned his body sideways to make the Ye Yang family's logo more conspicuous on his arms.

"Wait, stand there and don't move!" One soldier aimed at Chen Xing, and the other picked up the walkie-talkie and notified the person above.

Chen Xing had to stand still and wait patiently.

Before long, the two sisters of the Baishi family came down, followed by the kind-looking old man. However, in Chen Xing's view, both girls and old men are dangerous carnivores.

"Who are you?" the two sisters asked in unison.

Seeing that his identity could no longer be concealed, Chen Xing took off his helmet, pulled off his protective goggles, and said, "I am Chen Xing. We have seen it before."

"Ah, brother, it was you." "Why got lost?" the two sisters of the Baishi family said one after another.

"I..." Chen Xing made up something, and said that he and the large group had gone missing, and after wandering around for two days, he found his way out.

The two sisters surrounded Chen Xing and looked around. Bai Shiying suddenly pointed to the big backpack behind Chen Xing and asked, "Brother, what good things have you found inside?"

"Let us see~" Shiraishi Hitomi followed.

The two sisters looked charming, but they looked like demons in Chen Xing's eyes. If you show it to them, you have to share it with them, or even be left behind. Chen Xing never believed that there are wolves that do not eat meat.

"Look at it~" The two sisters pulled Chen Xing to the left and right, begging.

"It's all tatters..." Chen Xing said sly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.