The Broken Knife Is Hopeless? Start With The Fusion Of The Demonic Knife Thousand Blades

He walked along the corridor and walked up the stairs, instead of choosing the elevator. According to the routine, once he walked in, there would most likely be a big explosion and someone would point out his identity.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to take the safe passage.

"But the stairs for this safe passage are not stairs, but stairs. It's really interesting."

Yang Lin grabbed the yellow ladder with both hands and climbed down step by step.

Not long after, his body stiffened as if he remembered something, and three big question marks slowly emerged in his head.

"Wait, can't I fly? Why do I need to take the stairs?"

屮!

The identity I brought in was so obvious that I even forgot that I could fly. It was really embarrassing, but luckily I was the only one.

Letting go of the long yellow ladder with both hands, Leap of Faith jumped down with a backflip.

If it were an ordinary person, the ladder well with a depth of 100 meters would be enough to make him fall into a meat pie and die to the point of death.

However, how could Yang Lin be an ordinary person? His body rotated 360 degrees in the air and stopped steadily in mid-air.

Looking down, you can clearly see the light coming from the side of the wall.

"The second floor is below. It's really high. The gap between each floor is at least tens of meters. I guess it's true that this kind of place is not a community pigeon cage like the previous life. The height of a base dedicated to training soldiers is indeed higher."

People who have lived in this kind of place for many years find that the smaller the space, the more likely it is for mental illness to develop. On the contrary, the more spacious and tall it is, the more it is contained in the eyes, the more comfortable it is in the heart.

Continue going down until you reach the third level.

Looking at the ladder shaft that still existed below, Yang Lin thought that this thing was not as simple as he thought.

A place similar to a small matrix in a base, so to speak, does not only have three floors and is more than 100 meters long. It seems that there is at least a logistics floor. Such a tall and large-scale building can definitely accommodate no less than 1,000 soldiers.

Walking into the corridor on the third underground floor, the layout is still the same as usual, but there are a lot more aspects with red exclamation marks "!"

"No entry allowed. There must be something good hidden inside."

Yang Lin frowned slightly and turned on clairvoyance. Now he can already turn on clairvoyance at will.

The scene in front of him gradually became transparent, and he could vaguely see clearly what was hidden in the room.

They were mysterious devices sealed in silver alloy boxes. As for what they were used for, she just had an idea and had no idea.

Close your eyes and open them again.

The perspective effect disappears, and the scene that appears in front of you returns to its previous shooting state.

"Huh, it's still comfortable to see things under normal conditions."

X-ray vision is good for everything, but it is easy to cause dizziness, especially when he first started to fuse the devil's eyes. It felt like he wanted to close his eyes all day long, although this has no negative impact on him now.

Click.

Raise your hand and easily shape the combination lock on the door into a discus.

This little thing is not worth mentioning at all for Yang Lin's terrifying grip, it is even tenderer than tender tofu.

The iron door was pushed open with a creak. I walked in and took a casual look around the empty room. I walked a few steps, then I noticed nothing unusual and walked out again.

In the endless corridor that could be seen at a glance, Yang Lin thought that this place was much bigger than he had imagined, and the number of walls that needed to be penetrated to turn on the perspective was gradually increasing.

"It's so mentally draining."

He pinched his eyebrows, he just felt tired now.

Why do I work so hard to return to Blue Star?

I took a look at my own system and saw that others had automatic pathfinding or thoughtful system maps. Look at you, there isn't even a system mall for special codes, so you should blow yourself up as soon as possible.

system:"......"

Yang Lin felt much better after venting his dissatisfaction in his heart. With the system, a doormat and negative mood absorber as quiet as a tomb, he would scold him whenever he felt unhappy.

"System, nmsl."

You see, this system doesn't pay attention to people at all.

If you call him nmsl, he will just remain silent and spineless.

Yang Lin broke his mouth and continued to search on the third floor of this endless hole.

After walking for a while, I found something particularly puzzling.

"Huh? I can see the patrols at a casual glance on the first floor. Why aren't there on the third floor? It shouldn't be. I've been walking for so long and haven't met any of them. Logically speaking, I shouldn't be casually seeing them. Can you meet love at every turn?"

He was a little confused for a moment. Could it be that the patrol team was not arranged to patrol because the commander of the third floor resident was a strong man?

Even more impossible, the more awesome a person is, the more they pay attention to ritual and face.

Teams patrol outside all day long to protect themselves, and they can still have fun while huddled in the office.

"Wait a minute, the decoration of this room is a bit unique, and it looks like it covers a much larger area than the office I saw when I passed by before. It's at least twice as big."

Yang Lin stopped in front of a room door. The blue sign next to the door had twisted fonts written on it.

I can’t understand it, it’s not the words of the United Nations of All Nations.

But it should be the writing of the Nanman tribe.

Although he couldn't understand it, he still had no difficulty in distinguishing that they were three separate characters.

"In three words, it's probably the commander's office. There's really no one there."

Thinking of the patrol that disappeared on the third floor, I felt weird.

"It's really strange. I have only experienced this kind of time when there is no one around, half an hour after class in the evening self-study. Everyone else has left, but no one calls me. I ended up sleeping until 10:30 after class at 8:30. "

Yang Lin habitually put his hand on the fingerprint lock, adjusted the perfect angle and then applied force.

Click.

Oh yo.

The lock was not held into an iron ball, but the places where it met the palm were sunk in.

"The room in the commander's office is just different. The door locks are higher than others."

This material is definitely a top-grade alloy. It can withstand the force of a box of six realms. It is absolutely extraordinary when you take a closer look.

Pry it off for him and pack it away. The quality and hardness are so good that if you melt it, you can definitely make a sharp dagger or a flying knife hidden weapon.

Yang Lin made a move with his right hand, and the paper scissors attached to his waist shook slightly and then he pulled them out. After hanging in the air for a second, the scissors trembled again and began to rotate rapidly.

In less than 0.5 seconds, the speed of the scissors was so fast that it formed an afterimage, making it difficult to tell whether it was a disk or something else at a glance.

With a slight movement of the sword finger, the paper scissors flew to Yang Lin's fingertips and spun rapidly.

Sizzle!

Later, I saw him using the paper scissors as a cutting machine, cutting open the metal door bit by bit.

"The paper scissors are extremely sharp and suitable for breaking through doors. At my speed, it can be completely cut in less than a minute."