I'm not a theatre god

This was also the first time that everyone really got close to the Aurora Base. Under the leadership of Qiong Xuan, they walked straight towards the elevator.

As Qiong Xuan pressed the switch of the elevator, a low humming sound came from the deep tunnel wrapped in barbed wire, like some kind of large equipment slowly rotating. Everyone waited here for forty or fifty seconds. A metal platform just rose up from inside the tunnel.

To everyone's surprise, there were already several figures on the elevator. They were all wearing white coats. When they saw the many law enforcement officers outside, they glanced at them briefly, then pushed open the metal gate and walked out.

"Make way." Qiong Xuan's voice sounded.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then realized that Qiong Xuan was talking to them, and immediately separated to make way for a spacious road. Several figures in white coats walked past calmly, without even looking at the crowd on both sides.

Looking at the white figure disappearing in the distance, deep doubts arose in everyone's hearts...

In Aurora City, law enforcement officers have a very high status. They have lived for so many years and have always been treated with respect by others. But here, if they just meet a few ordinary people wearing white coats, they have to give way. Even Qiongxuan, the law enforcement officer with seven lines, is the same.

"Remember, in this base, you only have one function... and that is security." Qiong Xuan's voice slowly sounded, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't be curious about what you shouldn't be curious about. Unless the security of the base is compromised. Threatening or don’t conflict with anyone, got it?”

"Understood." Everyone nodded.

Under the leadership of Qiong Xuan, everyone stepped onto the elevator that led to the underground. Fortunately, the elevator was large enough. Not to mention just over twenty of them, even twice as many people could all stand down at the same time.

As the steel gate gradually closed, the elevator began to gradually sink.

Chen Ling turned her head and looked through the gap in the gate to the direction where the people in white coats were leaving, her eyes narrowed slightly...

…

Several figures in white coats walked through the open space and came to the second vehicle entering the base.

"Why are there so few experimental subjects recently?" A man in a white coat frowned.

The car door was opened, and a figure also wearing a white coat walked down and said helplessly, "Then what can be done...there are fewer people voluntarily donating?"

"Time is running out. If there are not enough experimental subjects, the progress will be slowed down."

"What you are saying is as if I can bring you a hundred people a day and you will make progress... One hundred is not enough, how about five hundred?"

"...I don't like to joke about it."

"Okay, okay, two experimental subjects came at once today, and they are both young people. Please sign for them quickly."

A person walked to the back of the car and opened the door. Then several figures came out carrying two rectangular boxes that looked like coffins. There was a rectangular glass window on the front of the box, and the situation inside could be seen. At this time, a young man The figure was lying peacefully in it, as if falling into a deep sleep.

"Zhao Yi, nineteen years old, a survivor of District 3, was attacked by the disaster of the Forbidden Sea while escaping to Aurora City, leaving him with a fatal wound. The remaining time is no more than a week." A man in a white coat held the hand Hold the information and speak calmly.

"Hit by a disaster? It's a good fusion experiment."

"But the shelf life is too short. It's difficult to observe effective results within a week, so it's of little value."

"Shorten the interval between experiments, increase the number of experiments, and increase the dosage of each experiment. This is the only way..."

The white coat nodded and walked to the second box.

"what about this?"

"Jian Wubing, nineteen years old, an ordinary Aurora City resident."

"...No more? That's all the information?"

"That's all I wrote when I submitted it..."

"The disease is always there, right?"

"Severe depression, severe anxiety, schizophrenia, autism, paranoia..."

"Wait! Can so many mental illnesses appear in one person at the same time??"

"It's like this. He often fantasizes that he is a mushroom that is constantly dividing. He likes to huddle in his grandma's sewing box. But because he is constantly dividing, each divided mushroom has its own consciousness, and all the mushrooms are anxious. Will I be squeezed to death in my sewing box... and become depressed?"

"..."

"No matter what, at least he is mentally ill and completely healthy. He is a rare and high-quality experimental subject."

"...Okay, take them two down."

With the cooperation of several white coats, the two boxes were carried closer to the depths of the Aurora Base...

…

The elevator kept falling in the deep cavity.

Red safety lights appear at regular intervals. In this endless falling hole, they seem to be the only tool used to measure "depth". Everyone's faces are flickered by the red light. They look at it. He stood on his feet, looking a little solemn.

The location of this base is deeper than Chen Ling imagined. It is several hundred meters underground. With the technological level of this era, it is impossible to build a huge base so deep... If nothing else, This base should have existed during the cataclysm more than three hundred years ago.

Finally, as the elevator slowly decelerated, they finally came to a stop. The gate was pushed open by Qiong Xuan, revealing a straight metal-enclosed corridor outside.

"Tan Xin said that security was going to be upgraded. I thought how many people would come, but that's all."

At the other end of the corridor, a man in a white coat with messy hair like seaweed was lazily leaning against the wall.

"It's useless to make such a big noise and be busy... If I had known this, it would be more meaningful to go to bed early and get into bed."

When he opened his mouth, the strong smell of alcohol hit his face, exuding the stench of a hangover, making Chen Ling and others frown unconsciously.

"Aurora Base can only support so many people living there for a long time, so there are only so many places for us." Qiong Xuan's face was also gloomy, but his voice was as calm as possible, "Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Yi."

Dr. Yi waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, stop talking nonsense and come with me."

After he finished speaking, he banged the metal door at the end of the corridor three times. After a moment, a palm-sized gap opened in the center of the metal door.

"Password." A cold voice came from behind the door.

"5368873." Dr. Yi paused for three seconds, "Braised radish does not eat vegetables."

Hearing this inexplicable conversation, everyone behind him fell into a deep confusion... Only Chen Ling looked at the closed gap, thoughtfully.

After a brief pause, the heavy metal door made a dull sound and slowly opened from the inside...