[Infinite] End Game

Tang Yu covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and pushed the door completely open with the other. There was a large area of ​​darkness in the room, but there was a very cold blue light from the wall on the left.

Chang He walked in first, hesitated for a moment, then flipped the switch on the wall, and the light shone down instantly.

Tang Yu walked in, and the first thing he saw were a few black figures lying on the door, all wearing the clothes of nurses, who should have been thrown in by Chang He.Looking inside again, he found that what he thought was the wall on the left was actually a huge instrument, which was more complex and grander than those in the treatment room, reaching all the way to the ceiling. Dozens of blue screens flashed a Strings of codes and waveforms.

There are many tubes connected under the instrument, all the way to the operating table below. Tang Yu only glanced at the operating table, and felt that the blood in his body was frozen.

Someone is on the operating table.

Tang Yu took a step forward, saw the face clearly, and the next second, he turned his head and vomited out uncontrollably.

The one lying on the operating table was No. 89. Tang Yu still remembered that she had been arching her back hard before she was taken away, scratching her shoulder blades with her nails, as if she wanted to buckle her bones out.

Now, she still maintains her hands wrapped around her back, and behind her, there is a large piece of dried blood, and the shape of the splashed blood falling on the bed is like a pair of spread wings, and No. 89 is A butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

The staring eyes of No. 89 have been covered by a layer of solidified yellow conjunctiva, but the corners of the mouth are raised up strangely, with a trace of an extremely satisfied and serene smile.

No. 89's gray skin was covered with corpse spots, and her body already exuded a rotten smell. However, the top of her head was roughly opened by a sharp weapon, revealing the soft brain inside, connected by various tubes, which was still weak. beat.

"Are you okay?" Chang He patted Tang Yu on the back and pulled him up.

"...It's okay. I felt like throwing up after getting the needle, but now I finally spit it out." Tang Yu wiped his mouth, walked to No. 89 and looked at the brain that was still active. There is no loss, but the waveform on the display is very faint.

Behind the operating table is a huge furnace, and the smell of burning bones comes from here.

"Let's go." Tang Yu already understood the purpose of this place and didn't want to look any further.The two returned to the treatment room. Chang He walked towards the professor and lifted him to the disposal bed. The two stood in front of the professor, and Tang Yu reached out and took the sheet from his mouth.

"You've all seen it," the professor turned his head and glanced at the sealed door, with a fanatical expression on his face, he said, "The human spirit can survive alone without the ****, but it's a pity that the brain activity of number 89 is too low It doesn't respond to external stimuli, so it can only be burned if it goes on like this."

As he said that, the professor's tone was a bit pity, and he muttered: "Obviously, you performed very well for a while, but you don't understand, what a great technology this is! The world will also start to change from this! Why do you They are all coming to hinder us!"

Tang Yu didn't talk nonsense with him, interrupted his self-compassion, and asked directly: "Where's the dean?"

"...Hehe, dean? There is no dean anymore." The expression on the professor's face froze, and after a moment of silence, the corner of his mouth twitched, revealing a nervous smile.

But in the next second, the professor was pushed onto the bed by Tang Yu.

Chang He was a little surprised to see Tang Yu holding the professor with one hand, and reached into the tray next to him with the other hand to pick up the very thin and sharp long awl. on the spine.

"We don't talk about conditions with you, you only have three choices, one is to say what to say, one is to knock this awl into your head, and then you don't have to think about anything, and the other is Here," Tang Yu added a little more strength to the awl against him, and threatened with a blank expression: "You can feel it, if the awl is inserted from here, it can damage your spinal nerves, and then you can continue paralyzed You're crazy."

Tang Yu didn't speak very loudly, but he spoke slowly, biting every word very seriously. After he finished speaking, he let go of the hand that was restraining the professor, but the other hand was still tightly squeezed. That awl seemed to realize what he just said at any time.

"You bloody lunatics." The muscles on the professor's face visibly twitched a few times, and after cursing in a low voice, he finally lowered his head and told him all the information he knew in a compromised manner.

"...Since you have read the letter, you should know that Silica encouraged her father and is collecting evidence to shut down the center."

"This center has been established since the time of the dean's grandfather, and it has always been a private property of the family. Because the dean's grandfather had received an oracle, he devoted himself to the study of the mysteries of the spirit, but it was not until the dean inherited the center that our research began Finally made a great breakthrough, but at this time, Silica actually wants to close this place!" The professor's expression was very indignant, this place almost carried his ideal place, of course they would not allow this kind of thing to happen, so they decided to There was an accident that killed Silica's father, and Silica was sent back here.

The matter should have ended here, but Silica's father still had a friend, and the evidence was still found. They had been notified by the police before they left the center.

"So, this center will be shut down soon?" Tang Yu asked.

"That's right, you will never understand the greatness we are pursuing. This place embodies the dean's life-long painstaking efforts. The dean will never leave here. Therefore, I performed an operation on the dean. Now, the dean and this center have been separated." It's one... Can you feel him? Can you feel him?"

The professor didn't know whether he was recalling the feeling of the day or was completely immersed in the memory. His eyes were turned up strangely, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, with an indescribable obsession in his expression.

Tang Yu and Chang He looked at each other, feeling a little disgusted, but suddenly their hearts became clear, and they felt that the layer of window paper that separated the truth before had been pierced.

"Let me ask you one last question." Tang Yu reached out and grabbed the professor by the collar and pulled him in front of him, "Who is Ann?"

"...Ann is a god." The professor struggled for a moment with his crazy eyes, but immediately fell into a deeper obsession. He licked his lips with the tip of his tongue and repeated, "Ann is a god." , is the most perfect God."

Tang Yu's fingers that were holding his collar suddenly let go, and the professor slumped to the side of the bed, screaming.

"I see." Tang Yu threw the awl back into the plate, and picked out another tube of medicine from it.Tang Yu took a deep breath, his voice tensed, but his tone was decisive.

"I'm going to get another shot," he said.