I'm not a theatre god

"There are a total of four levels inside the Aurora Base."

"The first level blocks the only channel between the base and the outside world, which is the elevator. Base personnel are not allowed to go to the ground without permission, unless they have been approved by their superiors in advance and obtained a digital text that is valid for thirty minutes. Double password."

"There are two people standing guard next to this door. Each person will only be told one of the numbers or text passwords. Only if the first and last parts of the password of the traveler match their password will the door be opened. "

Seeing that everyone was confused, Qiong Xuan explained it, and everyone understood.

"After the security rotation, you will be responsible for guarding this door... As for the selection of guards, they will be randomly scheduled every day. Only uncertainty can provide real security."

Everyone passed through the first checkpoint and arrived at the first floor of the base. Electric lights were hung on the top of the corridor, illuminating the entire corridor. From time to time, figures in white coats shuttled through it. There were dense crowds on both sides of the corridor. rooms...if you look around, there are at least hundreds of them.

"The first floor is mainly for strategic command, resource storage, as well as the base dormitory and canteen. Your daily life will basically be carried out here. Because there are many people living there and there is high mobility, it is also a key floor for your patrols. Every day there will be Ten people were randomly divided into five groups and conducted irregular patrols.”

Hearing this, a law enforcement officer said in confusion,

"Captain Qiongxuan, we don't have enough people... You said that there are four levels in the base. If there are two people guarding each level, there will be eight people. If you add the ten people on this level, then How can the last two people be divided into the other three levels?”

"Who said you have to guard all four levels?" Qiong Xuan replied calmly, "The only one you have to take turns guarding is the first level... The second level is the passage from the first floor to the second floor. It is a special door. The heavy door can only be opened by applying for a specific key, and does not require anyone to guard it...

The third level is a special sacrificial weapon, which can identify the visitor through question and answer and lie detection, avoiding the situation of changing faces and blending in, and does not require people to take turns to guard.

Don't worry about the fourth level...that's not something you should worry about. "

"Except for the two people at the first level, the remaining eighteen people are divided into two groups. One group patrols the first floor, and the other patrols the second floor... From the third floor down, unless specially mobilized, you do not need to intervene."

Qiong Xuan had thoroughly introduced everyone's work. At this time, Chen Ling had a preliminary understanding of the entire base.

No wonder it is said that the Aurora Base is the heart of the Aurora Realm. The rigorous levels of these levels are so airtight that it would be difficult for outsiders to penetrate deep into it.

Now that Chen Ling has passed the first level, the second level is the key, so there is nothing he can do about it, but Chen Ling’s real challenge is the third level... This level can defeat him to death, on his own It is absolutely impossible to pass.

"I hope everything goes well with Jian Changsheng..." Chen Ling looked at the time and thought to herself.

…

Aurora base, third floor.

The blurred consciousness gradually returned to consciousness, and Jian Changsheng slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was a snow-white ceiling and an intravenous drip stent standing beside him. A bag of unknown liquid was slowly being injected into his body along the needle...

"Number 12138 is awake."

Before Jian Changsheng could sit up, a palm pushed him back to the bed. Someone shined a flashlight on his pupils, then checked his pulse and spoke again, "At present, all vital signs are normal. For CK-7 reagent, The drip test showed no allergic reactions.”

As the flashlight moved away, Jian Changsheng saw clearly that there was a female nurse standing in front of him, groping his body expressionlessly.

"Number 12138, or should I call you by your name outside, Jian Wubing?"

"You signed an agreement to voluntarily conduct human experiments, so you were sent here. You will have to live on the third level for a long time... If there are any significant changes in your body during this process, please let us know Know.”

"I know what you are thinking, but you can no longer go back. Please cooperate with our experiment. If it comes to the last step, we will end your life as painlessly as possible."

Jian Changsheng finally woke up completely. He recalled Chu Muyun's "plan" before and suddenly felt like crying.

Why is it that Hong Xin's strengths are disguise and lurking, while his own strength is being a guinea pig? ?

Jian Changsheng considers himself a person with principles and bottom line. He would never be able to do such a thing as selling himself to others as a guinea pig, but who asked this to be his first mission when he entered the Twilight Society? He really doesn't want to stay at home and be a mummy!

And if you think about it carefully, besides him, there is really no one else who can do this task...

After the nurse finished speaking, a voice slowly sounded from behind.

"You don't have to tell him so much, have you forgotten? He is a psychopath...he can't understand."

Hearing this, Jian Changsheng suddenly came back to his senses and remembered the "personality" Chu Muyun had given him. He knew that the time had come for the organization to test him.

Under the nurse's gaze, Jian Changsheng climbed up from the bed silently, squatted at the head of the bed, placed his hands diagonally on his head, imitating the appearance of a mushroom head, his eyes dull and motionless...

"Look, let me just say he is mentally ill, right?" A researcher in a white coat spread his hands.

The nurse glanced at Jian Changsheng with a strange expression and was about to leave when she glanced at the bed next door and let out a light sigh.

"12139 is also about to wake up..."

She walked to the bed next door and expertly performed the same process as Jian Changsheng. The final results were similar, with no obvious allergic symptoms.

"12139's time is running out. The higher-ups ask us to seize the time to conduct experiments. You go and prepare. We will start immediately. The dosage of medicines must be doubled."

"Double portion?? His injuries are already serious. Can he bear it?"

"You don't have to worry about it, just go."

The nurse and researcher turned around and left, locking the door from the outside, and the room fell into a dead silence.

At the same time, Jian Changsheng, who was holding mushrooms on the bedside, secretly turned his head and looked at the bed next to him with his peripheral vision.

A young man about his age was lying on his back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling above his head. After an unknown amount of time, two lines of tears silently slipped from the corners of his eyes...