Apocalyptic Forecast

　　The Apocalypse Forecast Text Volume Chapter 910 The Current Time of the Greenhouse at 16:06 PM, November 27, 2112.

　　 Location: Permafrost Warren, a confidential border belonging to the overhead floor of the Administration Bureau.

　　 Border Closure Administration Branch β01.

　　 In the eternal storm, pale snow powder blows on his face. In the distance, only huge buildings appear faintly, and the dark buildings prop up the magnificent outline, creating a warm spring paradise in the eternal low temperature and severe cold.

　　 Besides the happy land, there are only the terrifying low temperature like the polar regions, and the never-ending wind and snow.

　　 "B4 is in place."

　　 "Something went wrong with A1, it can be solved, five minutes."

　　 "B6 is in place."

　　 At this moment, in the pale snowy field outside the branch of the administration, a dancing spot emerged, which skillfully bypassed all cameras and detection devices.

　　 Under the white cloak and the heat blockade, they crawled in the snow, hiding in the darkness that no one noticed.

　　 Following the command from afar, he slowly moved closer to the central building.

　　 At the very end, in the temporarily propped up tent under the snow cave, the commander breathed a sigh of relief on his fingers, took the boiling kettle, and poured it into the cup.

　　 "The conditions are limited, I hope you don't mind Secretary Ai."

"At least stay in the tent. You don't need to lie down on the snow, just have a mouthful of hot water." Ai Qing held a tea cup, and white heat rose in her mouth and nose: "It's not going to camp, there are so many things to pay attention to. ."

　　 She was wrapped in heavy winter clothes, her bare face and her fingers were white with cold, and only her lips were still a little bloody.

　　The commander of the original dark legion sighed, looked at the slowly enlarged building on the surveillance screen, and couldn't help but cursed: "I envy the group of dogs who can still use the air conditioner."

　　 "Normal." Ai Qing took a sip of the hot water that quickly lost temperature, "The treatment of the Blockade Administration has always been the best in the same level."

　　 "I know this too well."

When talking about this, the commander suddenly burst into joy: "I originally planned to go to the Blockade Authority to work for two years after retiring. I don’t have to do anything all day, stay away from the bullets and rain, make a cup of tea at work, play a dozen and watch again, just a dozen You can fight for a day... but after staying for a while, I still can't stand it. I found a chance and ran back."

　　 Ai Qing looked up at the old man in front of the screen, "Are you not willing to be lonely?"

　　 The commander smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, it's not that way, but... it's too lonely."

　　 He sighed, took out the cigarette case and asked Ai Qing for permission.

　　 After seeing Ai Qing wave his hand and didn't mind, he trembled and pulled out one, leaned in front of the oil stove, took a deep breath, and then relieved his breath and sighed.

　　 "I want to live a peaceful life, but there is nothing there except peace. It's just like a prison. Some people go in in their twenties and die there in their nineties, and they haven't left for a lifetime."

　　 The commander felt helplessly: "If there are no problems, their lives will be unknown. If there are problems, their lives will become meaningless... It's like hell."

　　 As a subordinate organization of the elevated floor, and a confidential unit of the original dark legion, the duty of the Blockade Administration is to look after or deal with some serious hidden dangers, so as to reduce the pressure of the surviving hospital.

　　 Therefore, from the first day of employment, you have disappeared from the present.

　　 There is no such thing as retirement or resignation. Even if the working years are up, it is just transferred to another confidential unit. After death, there is only a tombstone. Some people are not allowed to write their names on it.

　　 Even if the rewards are generous, internal marriages are allowed, and there are huge subsidies for the family, there are still very few people who respond.

　　 "It should be a better treatment."

　　 The commander held the smoke that was about to be extinguished, and slowly said, "No matter how bad the treatment is, I'm afraid I can't do it anymore."

　　 said so, but his mood was not very good.

　　 might as well say bad.

　　 Otherwise, I wouldn’t have said so much to other people in the short gap before the mission started.

　　 After all, once the Primordial Dark Legion is dispatched, it means...The situation within the Blockade Administration has deteriorated to the limit and needs to be cleaned.

　　 "Sorry, I was wordy." He shrugged and smiled, "Too unprofessional."

　　 "This has nothing to do with professionalism."

　　 Ai Qing did not comfort, nor expressed any more—for the murderous machines of the original dark legion, such sympathy and pity were too ridiculous.

　　 She just changed the subject calmly: "What is blocked in β01?"

　　 "A lie."

　　 The commander began to brief the representatives from the decision-making room: "Before this, it was discovered by the Ishigama Society and notified the Astronomical Society of dangerous items, self-destructive elements, and the work of the piper.

　　 looks like a piece of paper torn from a sticky pad, but reading the content above and trying to detect it are taboos. "

　　 "Which link went wrong?" Ai Qing asked.

　　"It may be the innermost storage facility-when it was transferred to the Blockade Administration, Grand Master Garland himself imposed a secret instrument blockade on it.

　　According to speculation, it is possible that the death of the great master has caused instability in the secret instrument blockade, and even the middle and outer blockade facilities have also been leaked. "

　　 The commander sighed: "When the overhead floor received the news and started to investigate one by one, β01 no longer responded."

　　 In the walkie-talkie, a hoarse voice came: "C6 is close to the maintenance well, and the way is smooth, and the internal signal has been obtained. Is it connected?"

　　 "Come here."

　　 Then, in an instant, a hell-like scene appeared on the screen.

　　 Everything you can see is only a piece of blood and blood, and countless scarlet colors spread on the wall, pulsing like a pulse.

　　 The paradise that was originally warm like spring has become a strange world that makes the scalp numb.

　　 Numerous weird symbols squirmed on the wall, shadows ignoring the physical rules, spreading under the light, but weird bubbles constantly appeared in the light.

　　 The creepy creatures that are almost indistinguishable from the outline of the human figure are dancing under the camera, staggering in the former office.

　　 "The deepening has ended, and a **** cycle has been formed."

　　 The commander was silent for a moment, because everything was irreversible.

　　 He picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered: "Start to erect the'Purification Fountain'."

　　 "Wait a minute--"

　　 Ai Qing said suddenly: "The camera at that point just now, cut back."

　　The picture she was referring to was the inner garden.

　　 Now the vicious flower has grown out of the teeth of the beast, and it has begun to eat. In the corner of the garden, two **** deformities are leaning against the wall.

　　 A vague voice came.

　　 "...Snoring...I'm so annoying...Replace...Is there any way..."

　　 "Let's bear it...you don't..."

　　 In the silence, the conversation with sharp noises gradually ended, and the two deformed bodies turned around and left, leaving the tent completely silent.

　　 "It seems that they still have reason." Ai Qing said.

　　 "No, it's worse than this."

　　 The commander rubbed the bridge of his nose and laughed mockingly: "They don't even know that they are distorted. Maybe, in their opinion, everything is business as usual."

　　 They have already fallen into **** with their own world.

　　 "At least there is the possibility of communication, isn't it?"

　　 Ai Qing pondered for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Before I came here, I was equipped with a password and all permission instructions. Maybe, I can try."

　　 "It's unlikely."

　　 The commander shook his head: "With all due respect, the distortion is irreparable."

　　 "The blow of the fountain of purification may cause even worse consequences. This is for the purpose of blocking items." Ai Qing said: "The blockade must be absolutely stable, but whenever possible, always try."

The commander pondered for a moment and said straightforwardly: "This is your mission, Secretary Ai, if you do, we will not stop it, but you must understand that we also have a mission. If you fail, we will not rescue. "

　　 "Well, just join me and blow the target to ashes."

　　 Ai Qing nodded in agreement, lifted the briefcase next to him, stood up with a cane, and finally turned around to express his gratitude before saying goodbye.

"Thanks a lot."

　　 "Secretary Ai——"

　　 The commander couldn't help but yelled to her, earnestly reminding: "They are not saved, what you have done is totally meaningless."

　　 "I know." Ai Qing looked back calmly, "Just treat it as if I want to earn more points during the promotion review."

　　 "Just because of this?" The commander was suspicious.

　　 "Otherwise?" Ai Qing puzzled, "Besides, is there any noble reason for the political creatures of the Administration Bureau?"

　　 The commander shook his head, just smiled, and slowly got up: "Then, I will perform the duty of assistance. I will protect your safety when necessary."

　　 "No need."

　　 Ai Qing raised her cane.

　　 At that moment, outside the narrow tent, in the ice and snow, a hideous silhouette suddenly appeared, fleeting, but frightening.

　　 is like an invisible monster hiding in her shadow.

　　 fierce intent and ferocious.

　　 "The'Self-discipline Machine Cerberus' of the Technical Department?" The commander dumbly said, "I haven't seen a style before, is it the latest style?"

　　 "No, the normal version, it's just a troublesome guy living in."

　　 Ai Qing smiled slightly, and disappeared in the wind and snow under the guard of the beast.

　　 There is only a line of burn marks on the earth, which lasts for a long time.

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　　 Fifteen minutes later, in front of the huge fortress building.

　　 After going through the iris verification and the key verification of the overhead floor, the heavy door slowly opened in front of her, and there was a foul smell wrapped in a warm wind rushing toward her.

　　 Immediately afterwards, behind the gate, there was a **** object squirming slowly, just like the corpse of a giant after being decapitated. There were several squirming tentacles on the swollen body, making a vague sound.

　　 "Welcome... welcome... I'm... the security director... Pajero..." The weird aberration asked: "Why... there are people from the bureau... coming?"

　　 "Unexpected inspection."

　　 Ai Qing ignored the squirming tentacles in front of her, and showed the voucher in her hand, "I will come here on behalf of the decision-making room to inspect the blocked items."

　　 "Wait a minute, let me see... Where is it? Where is it?"

　　 That wriggling body seemed to be groping for something. In the end, in the tattered pocket, he found a validator that had been parasitized by the tentacles, and scanned it from Ai Qing's certificate.

　　 Behind the validator, the mouth suddenly neighed sharply.

　　Perhaps, it may be the sound of successful verification.

　　 Ai Qing waited calmly.

　　 Until a tentacles stopped in front of her, hanging in the air, sticky dripping, waiting.

　　 The swollen person opened his mouth and said hoarsely: "Welcome... your...arrival..."

　　 Ai Qing stretched out her hand to hold it, shook it slightly, and released it.

　　 The thing that once belonged to the security chief turned around, squirming and leading the way, "Lunch...time...it's...it needs to be..."

　　 "After checking the blocked items." Ai Qing said.

　　 "It's okay... it doesn't matter..."

　　 ‘Security Supervisor’ replied vaguely, leading her through the gate and corridor, and into the hall with numerous huge rotting internal organs hanging.

　　 all the way down.

　　 In the shadow of those distortions, countless sticky bubbles rose up, as if something uncertain was crawling in them. But when Ai Qing's shadow swept past, a fleeting firelight faintly appeared, and a faintly tragic neigh came from the void.

　　 Under her feet, an angry burning bull cast a ferocious silhouette.

　　 "...Huh?" The creeping ‘Security Director’ stopped for a moment: "What... the sound... strange... so strange... from the other day... it’s been... it’s been weird..."

　　 "Nothing is strange."

　　 Ai Qing calmly followed behind, stepped across the floor covered with mold and eyeballs, and told him: "Everything is normal."

　　 "Normal...Normal..."

　　 Soon, a little dazedness dissipated in the gradually chaotic thinking after the distortion, only the last duty remained.

　　One-fold verification, two-fold verification, and three-fold verification.

　　 The key from the overhead floor traveled smoothly in the underground facility, passing through the already unrecognizable magic realm, all the way, deep into the core.

　　 Until the end, the security chief stayed outside the slowly rising gate.

　　 "I will...here...wait..."

　　 It said vaguely, "The limits of job responsibilities... and please... forgive me..."

"Ok."

　　 Ai Qing raised her hand, held the flat glasses in front of her, stepped over the swelling beside her, and walked into the darkness where there is no light.

　　 Endless phantoms emerged from the darkness, with calls that were hard to hear.

　　 The illusion that even the glasses from the technical department can't shield, gradually penetrated into the soul and invaded the brain.

　　 Ai Qing silently counted his steps, compared to the map in his memory, and moved forward step by step.

　　 After Huai Shi’s smile, his corpse, and countless illusions, he passed by his mother.

　　 The high heat caused by the overloaded operation of the glasses maintains her remaining sanity.

　　 She finally saw the outline after the phantom.

　　 That huge cage that is beating slowly like a heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Every tentacles are waving in anger, trying to reach into her spinal cord and pull her soul out.

　　 But she couldn't stop her advancement. More protection emerged from her body and soul, and it was difficult to break through and corrode in a short time.

　　 can only let her open her own key step by step according to the rules of operation.

　　 is like surgery.

　　 cruelly peeled the core from it.

　　 In the end, the old copper box was accurately placed inside the briefcase. When the briefcase was closed, the triple buckle engraved with the complex matrix was closed.

　　 Inside and outside, cut off again!

　　 was in a trance, as if there was a hissing sound.

　　 can listen carefully, but can't hear anymore.

Up to this point, Ai Qing remained unmoved, just stared down at her watch and counted the time silently. After five minutes, she confirmed her consciousness through probes and test strips again before she finally grew out of her consciousness. Tone, sweaty.

　　 I don’t even have the strength to lift the briefcase.

　　 "The sealed items are then contained again——"

　　 almost clung to the edge of the countdown to the scheduled detonation, and sent a message to the outside world.

　　 "Received, please prepare to withdraw."

　　 The response from the commander is still concise, "The situation is a bit wrong, you need to be careful."

　　 After losing the support of that lie, all the pain hidden under the illusion will usher in collapse.

　　 Just, before the collapse, did she have enough time to evacuate?

　　 The commander picked up the walkie-talkie and whispered: "B3, ready to burst into rescue at any time--"

　　In the distance, in the snowstorm, the fortress is still silent.

　　 So quiet.