Stop In The Deep Sea

I saw densely packed corpses everywhere. At a glance, there were hundreds of them.

The huge room has become a purgatory on earth!

Wang Xin opened his mouth wide and the hairs on his body stood on end.

Thinking of the recent missing persons news, he suddenly became enlightened.

"It turns out that the Mimicry Alliance captured the missing person here!"

Among these corpses, there were old people and children, and most of them were ordinary people with no strength to restrain themselves.

They did not transplant bullet silver, nor did they practice ancient martial arts.

Encountering a mimic is basically a dead end.

Even with Brother Scar's rubbish level of mimicry, he can still crush ordinary people.

Looking at the scars on these corpses, one can imagine the tragic situation before their death.

Wang Xin clenched his fists loudly.

Most of the ordinary people who come to work in the deep-sea base are like him, in order to make money and are forced by life.

There are their families on the shore, waiting for their return.

But now, heaven and man are separated.

"Damn it!"

This is the most angry time Wang Xin has ever experienced in his life.

Unexpectedly, the Mimicry Alliance looks glamorous on the outside, but is doing such inhuman things behind the scenes!

At this time, Wang Xin seemed to have thought of something.

He quickly ran to the other nylon bag that Fat Brother had just carried and unzipped it.

What was inside turned out to be the old scholar he had rescued the night before!

Wang Xin touched the old man's pulse, and there was still a trace of breath.

He immediately ran the "Great Heaven Sutra" and continuously delivered the true energy into the old man's body.

Not long after, the old scholar slowly woke up, but suddenly he coughed violently.

There was a deep knife mark on his throat, and blood was gushing out from the wound at this moment.

The old man opened his mouth desperately, as if he wanted to say something, and Wang Xin put his ear to his mouth.

"My...home..., experiment...data..."

After saying these words, the old scholar's head drooped and he lost his breath.

In his hand, he held a door magnet tightly.

Seeing the old man die in his arms, Wang Xin felt mixed emotions.

The old man devoted his life to the field of science and technology, and until the end of his life, he was still thinking about experimental data.

This kind of person is respectable.

The reason why China is becoming more prosperous is precisely because of these persistent scientists who have dedicated themselves to the unknown field one after another.

It's a pity that we met the Mimicry Alliance!

Wang Xin closed the old man's eyes, stood up, and bowed deeply.

Then, he took out the door magnet from the old man's hand and put it into his pocket.

There must be extremely important experimental data in the old man's house, and it must not fall into the hands of the Mimicry Alliance.

Wang Xin took a deep breath, calmed down, and then continued exploring the corridor.

It's a pity that the lens of his mobile phone has been damaged, otherwise a live broadcast with Qin Ruyi would definitely cause a sensation on land.

At that time, the Mimicry Alliance will receive the punishment it deserves.

In the next room, all you can see are precision instruments, and thousands of silver bullet blanks are neatly placed on the test bench.

There are four big characters posted on the wall——

Immortality plan.

Wang Xin casually picked up a piece of information on the table.

"Soul transfer experiment..."

Looking at this almost perverted title, his eyebrows knitted together.

Behind the road to immortality is the transfer of souls!

He quickly read the contents of the paper and had a general understanding.

It turns out that even today, after the explosion of science and technology, it is still impossible to crack the mystery of life.

In other words, the road to immortality is elusive.

Therefore, some extreme scientists have turned their attention to "death".

If we could figure out what happens after death, would we be able to obtain "immortality" in another form?

Originally, this experiment was just a hypothesis, but at this time, a strange metal came into people's sight.

That is, elastic mithril!

Thus, the soul transfer experiment was launched.

These perverted scientists try to transfer human souls to cold machines.

People from the Mimicry Alliance took advantage of the lack of police and military forces in the deep-sea base to capture lone ordinary people for use in transfer experiments.

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous." Wang Xin angrily tore the paper into pieces.

At this time, a guess that he couldn't accept suddenly flashed in his mind.

Dai Xingyue, who belongs to the Dong and He lineage of the Miao ethnic group, seems to be good at witchcraft regarding the soul.

And she had previously persuaded herself not to get involved in Quan Henan's matter!

"Xiao Yue, I hope you didn't participate in the soul transfer experiment..." Wang Xin said to himself.

At this time, two hours had passed, and the secret medicine on his face was about to expire.

So Wang Xin found the pool, cleaned the secret medicine on his face, and applied some more on it before continuing to explore.

The third room in the secret room is much larger than the previous ones.

There are two rows of mechanical cabins inside.

Wang Xin stepped forward and looked carefully. There was something written in English on it, which translated into "Second Stage Silver Transplant Operating Room."

Wang Xin counted and found that there were nine mechanical cabins in the first row.

There are some photos and names posted on the top of the cabin.

"Hua Tianfang, Huang Chenxu, Xu Meng, Ding Yuanqiu, Liu Yuting..."

In the second row, there are three mechanical cabins placed separately.

The name above is very different from the name on the opposite side.

"The Angel of Fighting—Quan Henan."

"The nightmare of loneliness—Cheng Ye."

"The arbiter - Shen Yao."

Wang Xin looked at these names and thought: Could it be that the Mimicry Alliance is actually not united and divided into two factions?

Moreover, there are three gilded and embroidered flags on the bases of these three cabins.

On the flag, underneath a lifelike flying fish, is a ghastly skeleton.

"Flying Fish Ghost Flag!"

Just when he wanted to check the mechanical cabin further, a gunshot rang out in his ears!

"Bang~"

Wang Xin immediately lowered his waist and squatted down. His body was instantly shorter and he avoided the fatal blow.

The bullet flew over his head and hit the cabin next to him.

"who?"

Wang Xin angrily yelled towards the door.

"Hahahaha~ You actually dare to deliver it to your door yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared from the shadows.

Wang Xin did not expect that at this time, it was already night, and there were still people in the headquarters of the Mimicry Alliance.

But now that he was discovered, he lost his nervousness and said calmly:

"You should be Cheng Ye, one of the twelve owls of the Mimic Alliance, the aloof nightmare!"

Cheng Ye walked leisurely, as if walking in a courtyard. He said in a leisurely manner: "He is indeed a master of ancient martial arts. He can dodge bullets with only subconscious movements. It's amazing, amazing."

"Damn you, you actually conducted a soul transfer experiment at the cost of human life!" Wang Xin gritted his teeth and reprimanded angrily.

Cheng Ye smacked his lips, made a pityful expression, looked at Wang Xin as if looking at a corpse, and said:

"It seems that you already know everything..."

Wang Xin stopped answering. The matter was at this point, and there was nothing more to say.

There is only one battle!

He was the first to take action, and the "Maharaja Sutra" moved as he pleased, and a huge force of power spread out in all directions with him as the center.

This was his first time fighting against a mimic, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.