Stop In The Deep Sea

Not only that, looking up, above the night screen projected by the titanium glass, there are many "red dots" suspended in the darkness, resembling the legendary bloodthirsty bats, with a "buzzing" sound coming from far away.

But Wang Xin knew that the sound did not come from an animal, but from a machine.

"No, it's a thermal imaging drone!"

This kind of drone is most suitable for capturing traces on the ground in the dark. The principle of thermal imaging makes it not afraid of strobe lasers, and allows prey in the dark to have no way to hide. Any object with vital signs cannot escape. their tracing.

"Di Zai, let's go!"

Wang Xin picked up Dai Xingyue and ran away in the opposite direction of the mimic.

The black cat took two steps, and its four short legs began to wobble. However, it still followed as hard as possible for fear of falling behind.

It seems that after its resurrection, its body is far from its previous state. In this case, performing the Muhu Dharma will naturally exhaust all the spiritual energy in the body.

In desperation, Wang Xin had no choice but to lean over and pick it up, and then dived into the shopping mall next to him.

There was a reason why he chose to travel through the buildings. The intricate streets became a natural barrier, and thermal imaging could not penetrate the walls at all.

However, at this time, the Mimicry Alliance had received the news and sent a large number of mimics to surround the two of them, and they were bound to get rid of Wang Xin, who was at the top of the must-kill list.

After careful estimation, there were actually three teams of Mimics within a two-kilometer radius.

Although these minions have only reached the first level, they are better in numbers and their strength cannot be underestimated.

What's even more frightening is that some of them actually possess the same bullet weapons as Pang Shan.

There was a gunshot, and the bullet missed Wang Xin's body by just half an inch.

"Hahahahaha..." The shooter stood on the roof of a nearby building, looking down at the ants on the ground like a demon under the moon.

Wang Xin looked far into the distance. Who was the owner of the voice if it wasn't Huang Chenxu, one of the twelve owls?

Huang Chenxu's face was full of excitement and he said to himself: "Hahahaha, I have been waiting for this moment for too long."

The last time he was defeated in the pharmaceutical factory, he had been trying to regain his position. At this time, they were outnumbered and still had no scruples.

He pointed at Wang Xin who was running away in panic and roared: "Wang Xin, stop struggling pointlessly and surrender immediately. I will let you die with dignity."

Wang Xin ignored him, but took the opportunity to look at the distribution of enemies around him, hoping to force a breakthrough.

Under the external transformation, the positions of the mimics clearly appeared in his field of vision.

After analyzing the situation, Wang Xin no longer thought about it, and immediately activated the "Great Scripture" to the extreme, and evaded crazily in the night.

Fortunately, he had a detailed map of the deep-sea base, and he was able to carve out a path even for seemingly impassable buildings.

In this way, after about half an hour, Wang Xin finally temporarily distanced himself and got rid of the pursuit of Huang Chenxu and others.

Looking at the large and small wounds on his body, he took off his shirt, cut it into strips of cloth, bandaged it briefly, and then thought carefully about countermeasures.

It's not that Wang Xin doesn't want to fight back, but that the opponent has a large number of people. Once he gets entangled with the opponent somewhere, he will definitely attract all the mimics.

Moreover, since losing his left arm, his cultivation has been regressing. Even if he does take action, he probably won't be able to sustain it for long.

Wang Xin leaned against the wall, his chest shaking violently, and he breathed heavily one after another.

Just then, a voice came from the corner.

"Young man, come here~"

Wang Xin looked back and saw that the speaker turned out to be an old woman with silver hair. She wore a pair of glasses and had an exaggerated stoop, but her movements revealed an air of scholarly aura that was difficult to conceal.

Next to her, stood a little girl of five or six years old. She was a little scared at this time. She hid behind the old lady's arm and looked at Wang Xin through the narrow gap.

Both of them were dirty and looked like they had a hard life.

Such a combination has almost no offensive power, so these grandfather and grandson are definitely not pretenders of the Mimic Alliance.

However, Wang Xin still released his spiritual consciousness and went around behind them through the incarnation of spirit outside his body. After careful inspection, he confirmed that the two of them had not undergone bullet-silver transplantation surgery, and then quickly ran towards the two of them.

It is better to be cautious in emergency situations.

The two of them led the way, going around left and right. After about three minutes, they finally stopped in front of a manhole cover hidden in the alley.

The old lady bent down lower, pulled up the wire on the manhole cover, and wanted to remove it. The little girl beside her was also very sensible and helped her. Judging from her proficiency, she should have done it often. .

"What's the purpose of moving the manhole cover?" Wang Xin thought to himself.

It can be seen from the words "slow water chamber" on the manhole cover that there is a small space connected below, which is specially used to transport and process the water condensed from the oxygen generator.

Although Wang Xin didn't understand what the two of them were doing, he still stepped forward to help them, and the manhole cover was easily removed.

The old lady held her waist, smiled kindly, and laughed at herself: "I'm useless, old man~"

When she said this, there was no emotion in her eyes, but a look of indifference that saw through everything.

Wang Xin looked sideways into the manhole cover, and what he saw was a "simple staircase" made of stacked waste cardboard boxes.

The grandfather and grandson got in very easily. When the little girl saw that Wang Xin was still standing motionless, she made a waving gesture and called softly: "Come on, big brother!"

Only then did Wang Xin react and follow him.

Going all the way down the stairs, I discovered that there was a whole other world here.

In the slow water room, which was leaking everywhere, there was actually a bed and a few chairs. There were many clothes hanging on the wall next to them, all with traces of sewing and repair.

On the right hand side, on a small low table, there is a bundle of yellowed old newspapers and some leftovers. From the looks of it, it seems that it has been there for a few days.

"Do you always live here?" Wang Xin was stunned.

The little girl nodded obediently.

The old lady poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Wang Xin: "Don't mind, this was originally an abandoned slow water room. The conditions are limited, and we have no choice, so we live here."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xin immediately guessed that there was something behind the old lady's words, and her identity was definitely not simple.

Because at the beginning of the construction of the deep-sea base, most of the talents introduced were young people in the prime of life. After all, the work of reclamation and sea exploration requires high physical fitness.

When the old man appears here, there is basically only one possibility, and that is a scientific researcher.

"You don't know me, but I know you. There are rumors about you in the group." The old lady sat on the edge of the bed and said with a smile.

Wang Xin scratched his head in embarrassment. Indeed, he had made a bit of noise in the deep-sea base recently.

While the two were talking, the little girl didn't cry or make a fuss, she just stayed quietly beside her grandma, and she was so sensible that it made people feel distressed.