The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

At midnight on the third day, the second batch of selected prisoners also entered the underground laboratory. There were no players among them. What, what will happen if you eat it.

Gu Xi's study of magic failed, he failed to control the proportion of unicorn hair and dragon horn powder and almost blew up the whole house, attracting the attention of the army and the boss, so he turned to the embrace of witchcraft, bathed in incense, and began The big god jumped up in the shed.

other people:"………………"

Wen Zheliu felt very guilty, and left the most difficult problem to Gu Xi to solve alone. He listened to the humming voice on the Bluetooth headset, coughed tentatively, and said cautiously: "That... Gu Xi?"

"...everything, the chaos of eternity, the end of eternity, Shabu Nicholas, the black goat that bred the beginning and the end, her cub... What's wrong?"

Wen Zheliu: "..."

Wen Zheliu is a little bit broken, dare to love you, the master dancer, is still a restrained god!Can this just dance around? Hey!

"Then what, if it's too reluctant, let's let it go..."

"No."

The buzzing over there stopped, and Gu Xi said firmly, "Absolutely not."

Wen Zheliu tried to persuade again: "But Xie Yuanyuan also said that your raw materials are not enough. This is my negligence. I didn't expect you..."

"Forget it," Chi Qingliu, who had been silent all this time, said suddenly, "Let him do it. His temper is like this. He is so stubborn that even ten cows can't be pulled back."

"Gua Yaoer," Chi Qingliu called out, "I'm not around, so take it easy, don't break your body, you know?"

Gu Xi didn't get any response from Gu Xi's warm words. Gu Xi: "...So Mi Go hung down its wings, flew and said: All believers should drink the milk of Shabu Nicholas!"

"Drip", Gu Xi's communication channel was closed.

Everyone: "..."

Wen Zheliu was really shocked by this, and after a long time, Chi Qingliu said quietly: "... Grandma, grandma, you are a hammer..."

However, the effect of dancing the Great God didn't last long. In the early morning, when He Qin went online, he heard about Gu Xi's deeds. He tapped on the all-member channel and said lightly: "Don't worry about the witchcraft ceremony of the Outer God. Yes, it doesn't work."

There was silence in the channel for a while before Gu Xi leaned over out of breath: "What? Why?!"

"The only god in Uncanny Valley, demigod, is the one locked in the underground laboratory now." He Qin said indifferently, "Under the monopoly, the other gods have all declined. At that time, in order to reflect the holy nuns' respect for The absolute control right here, the Nordic Greek gods and other props in the mall can only be put in with her permission. You..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the audience could already understand what he meant.

Gu Xi: "...I rely on it."

"Let's change the way of thinking," He Qin said, "If it really doesn't work, someone from our team will lend you."

Du Zijun raised his head from the potato bowl with clear soup and little water, and said unhappily, "Hello."

Gu Xi sighed, and began to clean up the mess in frustration: "Then let's draw a tube of blood first. The summoner of the mermaid, the blood should have a corresponding effect with the blood of the mermaid..."

Du Zijun: "Hello!"

At noon, Wen Zheliu was unexpectedly summoned by the commander.

The moody Nazi officer sat behind his desk without the twins, and neither he nor Marcel had been in the underground laboratory for two days.He stared at Wen Zheliu, his green pupils were like dark glass beads, and asked, "Sergeant, how are you doing in the laboratory?"

Wen Zheliu deliberately hesitated for a moment before answering: "I'm okay, but the doctor's research progress has hit a bottleneck again, it doesn't look very good."

"That's not your concern," Felix said. "What I want to ask is about your body...how is it?"

Wen Zheliu subconsciously scratched the base of the back of the ear—this was a little trick Du Zijun taught him. The first step of being infected by mermaid blood is that a gill-shaped wound will grow behind the ear.If he wants to look like one, he'd better do it.

The commander's eyes followed his hands, Wen Zheliu lowered his head and said, "My body...is undergoing a little change, isn't it, sir."

Felix sighed, although there was no sense of regret in that tone: "Since you said you don't like sweets, you must follow through with your claims. You shouldn't touch the candy in the ground, Sergeant, it will give You've made a big, big difference."

I touched it, Wen Zheliu shrugged in his heart, but it wasn't me who ate it.

Of course, this cannot be said on the bright side, Wen Zheliu just smiled, and the logo of the defection camp flashed a virtual streamer in the sun: "In any case, my loyalty to the empire will not change in any way."

The commander is a person whose emotions are difficult to guess, and at the same time a very suspicious person. One of the important functions of defecting identity is to gain his trust to the greatest extent.

"I can feel that there seem to be many unusual things happening in the dark." He stood up, walked to the terrace, and looked at the smoke curling up in the concentration camp, the faint yelling from the barracks, the sound of work, and patrolling The whistle of the soldiers, "Can you notice, Sergeant? The death rate of this group of prisoners is unexpectedly low, which almost gave me the illusion that they didn't come to sacrifice their humble lives for the empire, but It's on vacation."

Wen Zheliu's heart trembled slightly, and he responded, "You say that, I think it's true."

"Someone is protecting them." The commander said, "Someone... just mingled among the prisoners to protect them."

Being aware of the inevitable outcome, Wen Zheliu was already prepared.After all, they are operating in the territory that others have worked hard for decades, no matter how concealed and low-key they are, they will leave clues—not to mention, except for Xie Yuanyuan, they are not people who are used to concealment and low-key.

"Perhaps, do you still remember the eyeliner I put down?" Wen Zheliu begged for help, "According to what he said, there is indeed something wrong among the prisoners, so you plan to..."

"It's not right, what's wrong?"

Wen Zheliu smiled: "He can't say anything specific, he's just a stupid Jew, I can predict this result."

The commander was silent, and Wen Zheliu struck while the iron was hot: "If the experiment fails, the number of monsters will continue to increase in batches. According to my suggestion, sir, our focus now should be on the key change in three days. If the experiment fails, no matter the invasion They will use this group of prisoners to fill in the labyrinth uniformly if they want to come up with some tricks. You know, no matter how sophisticated the scheme is, it cannot match the absolute power."

The commander turned his body around and said with no emotion: "Then, your death will also become an inevitable foregone conclusion."

The shadow of the brim of the military cap blocked Wen Zheliu's eyes, the corners of his lips kept the same curvature, but his eyes were clear and sharp, as calm as the brilliance of snow-capped mountains.

"Glory is greater than my life." He said firmly, "The failure of the experiment also means that the information I obtained is also false. At that time, I am willing to bear the risk and punishment of false information with my former friends."

The commander looked at him, and after a long time, he came over and patted the military rank on Wen Zheliu's shoulder heavily.

"The empire will remember you."

Wen Zheliu thought blankly, of course, your empire will always remember the damage we caused to it—if this is true history.

"Strengthen the vigilance of the laboratory, especially the vigilance of Experimental No. 24," Felix lowered his arms, "[-] hours a day, there must be a team of no less than ten soldiers on standby. All personnel must be evacuated immediately, and all patrolling soldiers must come to support immediately, understand?"

"Yes, sir." Wen Zheliu replied, "I understand."

After leaving the door, at the corner of the corridor where no one was around, he whispered: "BOSS has become suspicious. He questioned the death rate of the prisoners. You'd better be careful in what you do next."

Having just had a tube of blood drawn, Du Zijun was in a bad mood, but he still asked, "How did you fool me?"

"When this world ends, I hope the system will award me an Oscar statuette..." Wen Zheliu replied absent-mindedly, while paying attention to the movements around him, "Changing my identity helped me a lot, otherwise I wouldn't be able to say anything about him." What do you believe...even if it's just superficial trust. How is it going on with you?"

Xie Yuanyuan said: "It almost made me lose weight... This mission is really suffering."

"The NPCs here haven't noticed anything strange yet," Qin Ying interjected once in a while, "Maybe it's because of their status. They are not as sensitive as the boss, and their alcoholism has harmed them."

After a pause, she continued: "The whereabouts of the two guard players are still unknown. We don't have any props to detect the identity disguise. It may be a bit troublesome to find them."

"If you refuse to show up for such a long time, either you did it yourself, or you really turned your back," Chi Qingliu said, "If you really want to recognize it, there is nothing to hesitate, just do it directly, not a person along the way."

At this time, Gu Xi suddenly interjected: "Du Zijun, your blood is very effective."

Du Zijun: "...Huh?"

"It's true." Gu Xi's tone was very serious, "Your blood... dissolves the mermaid's blood, like one side is a deadly poison|drug, and the other side is an antidote to restrain it... Wait, I need Take a closer look, this is really a spectacle and anecdote!"

Yu Zhaocha floated silently in the shadow under his feet, Du Zijun closed his mouth, unexpectedly did not respond.

At the corner of the path, Wen Zheliu stood still, looking at a bush on the ground with some pity.

This bush is low, and I don't know what species it is. The main trunk has been burned off half of the branches and leaves. The bark is still charcoal-colored and black, and there are streaks of bright ivory-like marks in the middle.It's just that winter is coming and spring is coming, and the gentle vitality of nature is poured into it again, and several fresh, tender and fluffy green leaves grow horizontally, as if water can be squeezed out, and they are naively flaunting in the breeze of gunpowder smoke.

Although the idea of ​​a mermaid is not something humans can comprehend, there are always exceptions to everything.

"...When will I get my heart?" Du Zijun asked, starting another topic.

"On the evening of the fifth day," Wen Zheliu replied, "Xie Yuanyuan will take you to the lake where the holy nuns are imprisoned, and you can take out the mermaid heart from there. Just be careful, none of us know, face to face What kind of damage the heart will cause to the player, the sooner you let go, the better... You are the owner of Longji, I don't need to say more about this."

"...I see, I will pay attention."

——There are still three days before the counterattack time for the end of the plan.