Monster Collector [Unlimited]

He Ping was in the process of appraising the stone slabs, and happened to miss Ding Hu's request for help.

It's not that he doesn't want to keep up with the progress of the interrogation of Xie Changli, but that he has to pay attention to the mysteries that this dungeon throws out time and time again, not to mention that his boss has shown signs of becoming more and more crazy during this period.

The geologist sat in front of the computer and stared at the data. After a few days, his strong body was thin and his eyes were bloodshot. While recording rapidly on paper, he sighed: "It's amazing, incredible..."

He Ping operated steadily, but his eyes were constantly observing his teacher.

This well-known scientist in this field has been completely immersed in this project. He has reduced his three meals a day, and his sleep time has been extremely compressed. He does not hesitate to burn his life on this stone slab and the traces of the flammable ice.

"Teacher." He Ping stepped forward with the printed report paper, took a few steps closer, and saw his teacher quickly press the draft paper under his arm.

His eyes flicked across the traces on the draft paper, and he saw only a few strange symbols, which seemed to be the unknown characters on the slate: "This is the result of elemental analysis. After being salvaged by us, the composition of the slate itself is also the same. It's changing, it's weird."

The geologist looked at the new data: "How is the linguist's cracking progress?"

"It's still in progress," He Ping frowned, and finally found the source of his uneasiness from his busy research work. "We should reply at seven o'clock in the evening, and it has been more than an hour now."

"Xiaohe, you have to go and urge over there, this is the most important discovery made by our deep blue project team now." The geologist urged, "Maybe the traces of combustible ice we saw before are related to this deep sea civilization .”

Halfway through the conversation, he received the communication and stood up abruptly: "The ruins?!!"

The geologist broke out at an unprecedented speed, put on his uniform jacket almost immediately, and rushed to the meeting room.

When He Ping heard the word "remains", his spirits lifted, and he immediately started to follow.

Only a few key executives were seated in the huge conference room, and there was no time to exchange greetings. Everyone turned sideways, poked their heads, and looked at a picture on the big screen in the center with incomparable concentration.

That picture shows the ruins of a deep-sea city, and the sporadic lights are shining alone, like a sigh when this great civilization is drifting away, or like a lonely lamp lighting for the people who come later.

There are two rows of people sitting on both sides of the conference table, the chief sits at the front of the row, the rest are solemn and solemn, looking at the picture in front of them with a little worry, and the other row is full of heated discussions.

"Here, here, and there, this kind of smooth plane, this kind of right angle, is definitely a trace of artificial polishing, which cannot be done naturally."

"There is an obvious road plan, and the buildings have different structures and functions. It really looks like a city."

"It's all rock texture, igneous rock, and there are traces of submarine volcanic activity nearby. From the perspective of deposition and erosion, I estimate that it is at least 5000 years ago."

As soon as the geologist came in, he sat at the top of the other row, facing the chief scientific officer, and cupped his hands in a good mood: "It seems that there are indeed civilizations hidden in the deep sea that humans don't understand. I remember you x China was still exploring outer space before, so it's time to lower your head and take a good look at our sea area."

The scratch between the chief scientific officer's eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and he only uttered two words: "Of course."

The two of them belong to different countries, and they disagree on the existence of intelligent creatures. Now that the winner is announced, it is natural that the winner will be proud and the loser will be embarrassed.

The position of chief scientific officer may also change after the restart of the second phase of the Deep Blue Light project.

Even Mo Dao, who is not very familiar with this kind of struggle, can feel the smell of gunpowder in it, holding the folder and wanting to stuff himself under the table.

He Ping followed closely behind, his thoughts were not on the struggle between the two NPCs at all, but on the picture of the deep sea ruins in front of him.

He originally thought that the ancient deep-sea civilization would come into contact with their small submarine, and the murderer might be a descendant of the deep-sea civilization, but the current situation is worse than he expected.

The deep-sea civilization is still able to contact and predict things, and the discovery of the ruins shows that this great civilization has been destroyed by a disaster they don't understand.

Their exploration this time may just release this disaster from the box.

The sound of uniform footsteps sounded, and the captain led a large group of soldiers to push the door in. The soldiers dispersed and surrounded everyone living there.

Uneasy commotion spread in the arena.

The captain stood in front of this picture, followed by Xie Changli and He Ping, facing the astonished and questioning eyes of everyone present.

The captain said: "I'm sorry to maintain the order of the venue like this. I will immediately declare the entire Deep Blue Light to enter a state of emergency."

He raised one hand to suppress all the erupting voices of discussion: "Please keep calm and listen to the following news first."

"First of all, after repeated confirmation, we have lost contact with the headquarters, and any connection methods you can think of, such as sound, images, and electromagnetic waves, have failed. We will not be able to get any instructions and help from the headquarters, nor can we send any submarines The news. And the engineering department is looking for the reason, I hope they can bring good results."

"Second, as the rumors circulated, we are now trapped at 8500 meters below the sea floor, unable to float up, only descend, and the obstacles that stop us are consistent with the strange phenomena found in the first phase of the study, such as magnetic field. Some kind of energy shield requires the scientific team to find out its cause, operation method and release method as soon as possible.”

"Third, the murder case, the nursery rhyme does exist, and it is currently being investigated. Everywhere on the submarine will be patrolled by soldiers, and the surveillance will be repaired. I guarantee that there will be no more dead people."

"Finally," the captain took a deep breath and turned to show the screen behind him, "I hope everyone can watch this video."

This is the weird scene that happened at the torpedo launch tube port exported by the mission recorder on the soldier.

The sea water that was blocked outside the submarine, the human body that gradually disappeared into foam, and the magnificent and magnificent ruins of civilization that they saw made people fear for no reason.

Everyone present unconsciously held their breath.

Captain: "I would like to hear everyone's opinions on whether we want to explore this deep-sea ruin."

"Under the current circumstances, any loss is unacceptable." The chief was the first to speak.

"No," the geologist quickly retorted, "This is an opportunity. Since the energy shield is related to this ruin, only in the ruins can we find a solution to the energy shield."

"So you plan to turn these soldiers into bubbles for your delusion."

"There is no discovery in science that does not require sacrifice. Have you ever thought about how great the deep-sea civilization is!" The geologist lit the table, his neck flushed with excitement, and he felt that there seemed to be nothing around him. With shocked eyes, he sat down and calmed down a little: "You are imagining, we can use robots, drones, and deep-sea cameras first, without people first."

……

After such a quarrel for nearly an hour, it was finally decided by the captain: "We can't sit still and send deep-sea drones to investigate first."

No matter how reluctant the chief was, he could only nod his head in agreement. Under the cynicism of the geologist, he set the action for the next morning, and immediately went to gather the personnel and draw up a plan.

After the meeting was over, Ding Hu went to the bathroom, had a rest, and took off his gloves at the same time.

His wrist had started to itch before, and the itching didn't lessen during the meeting, but it became more and more serious. At this time, he had to pay attention to it.

Ding Hu turned his wrist over, and there was no red mark, no hives, no blisters on the bronzed skin, in short, there was nothing abnormal. The only difference from the surrounding color was a small black mole on the side of the wrist.

Are there moles here?

Ding Hu couldn't recall it, and felt that maybe he was too suspicious, so he took out the D-level props universal gauze and temporarily wrapped his wrists.

Universal gauze can not only bandage to stop bleeding, promote wound healing, but also suppress weird events such as curses.

Feeling relieved, Ding Hu put on his gloves and saw his teammates finally find a chance to come out: "The geologist has a problem."

This is He Ping's judgment: "I suspect that the deep sea civilization has polluted him mentally."

On the other side, Xie Changli also received the captain's order. It had been more than 24 hours since Zhao Qing was arrested. According to the rules, he had to be released.

He was sitting in the office of the interrogation office, his whole body sank into the soft sofa, and when he raised his eyes a little, he just met the carefully peeping eyes.

It was the former recorder. He was obviously frightened by Xie Changli's hand during the interrogation. He probed his head, with the expression of visiting a dangerous creature in a zoo.

Xie Changli smiled at him, opened his mouth like a lion, and withdrew his head from behind the computer.

"quack."

Du Ya flapped his wings and flew over, laughing disdainfully at this little coward.

Just this bit of coercion from the Great Demon King is unbearable, human beings are nothing.

When Xie Changli looked over coldly, Du Ya immediately lowered his head and took out the notebook that came with his identity from his wings, and held it with his two wings flatteringly.

Xie Changli opened the pages, and the pain caused by facing the ruins still did not subside, but looking at the words of these deep-sea civilizations, he strangely understood the meaning.

Stumbling and reading the next few pages, Xie Changli still couldn't piece together a complete sentence, until he finally read a whole page of big red characters behind the modern words describing the brain:

"The brain is not below, the brain is not in the middle, the brain is not divided into five extremities."

The person who wrote this sentence did not know how to hold the pen. It is not crooked, but the characters are all inclined to the right, almost close together, making it extremely difficult to read.

brain.

Xie Changli subconsciously rubbed his throbbing temples, emphasizing the content of the brain many times. I am afraid that the biggest crisis this time is related to everyone's brain.

The door opened, and finally a thin stream of light leaked out.

"Zhao Qing, come out quickly, you have been released." The person who spoke was a small clerk, who had a good relationship with Zhao Qing before, and has been taking care of him during this time. When the release was confirmed, he was naturally the first to go in with the key and tell Great news for staff.

Zhao Qing scratched his neck and raised his head: "Okay, thank you, who will pick me up?"

The staff walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Dr. Xie, the one who gave you psychological counseling, I told you before that he had been released a long time ago."

"Okay." Zhao Qing stood up, seeing the light outside still felt a little dazzling, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and scratched his increasingly itchy neck again. On his neck, he suddenly found a black mole the size of a palm.

There is such a big mole on this body?birthmark?Mole itching is not melanoma, right?

Zhao Qing had many thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't handle the props in full view at this time, so he could only give up further inspection for the time being, chatting and laughing happily with the guards who were familiar with him.

The staff behind him kept talking, and suddenly pulled him helplessly: "Look at the road, there is a turn ahead, don't hit the wall."

Zhao Qing looked at the turning ahead, a little confused: "I've been watching."

The staff fell silent. Amidst the silence, Zhao Qing turned his head full of doubts and met the eyes full of horror.

Amidst the ear-piercing screams, Zhao Qing finally saw his current posture from the mirror hanging at the door.

He was originally facing the staff and walking backwards, but now he stopped and turned his head and neck 180 degrees, revealing the back of his head and the huge black mole that almost covered his entire neck.

The shape of the mole gradually distorted, forming a black smiling face little by little——

That face was exactly the same as his own.