When the Viper transport plane returned again, it was already two o'clock in the morning.
In addition to the twelve people of the brothers Kuangfeng and Killer Dagger, Ms. Chen Yutong, an active researcher of the scientific expedition team, also arrived with this flight.
Seeing Chen Yutong jumping out of the cabin, Lao Bai's face showed a trace of surprise, and he walked up to her and asked.
"Why are you here?"
"Isn't there something wrong with the mind interference device here? The manager asked me to come and restore it to normal..."
Looking around at the bloody mess around, Chen Yutong felt a churning in her stomach. She turned her eyes away from the sea of corpses and bones and looked at Lao Bai, looking him up and down and asking with concern.
"Are you not injured?"
Lao Bai said with a smile.
"What can happen to me? There are only about twenty people in total."
The equipment of the executioner team is indeed something, but to be honest, the combat effectiveness is not outstanding, and it relies too much on the power of the equipment, so it is natural that the gold coins were exploded.
What Old White didn't know was that it wasn't that the Executioner Squad was weak, but that their own combat power was a little bit over the standard. It was not enough to just rely on strength to gain the recognition of the Willant people.
With the strength of that team, they might not be able to defeat the Legion's youth army on the front battlefield, but infiltration, sabotage, rebellion and poisoning were commonplace, and assassinating the high-level of the settlement was even easier.
The Torch Church was able to conquer such a large territory and turn countless survivor settlements in the parish into its puppets. At least half of the credit should be attributed to the Inquisition.
But then again, the Executioner Squad also didn't expect that the optical camouflage would fail, and this was why they didn't use that thing in the subsequent battles.
I'm afraid that in the end they all suspected that the Alliance had mastered some technology that could see through optical camouflage, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why their two consecutive sneak attacks ended in failure.
Chen Yutong looked at Lao Bai suspiciously, and confirmed that this guy was not showing off, but was really fine. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.
"I'm relieved if you're fine."
Lao Bai sighed and said.
"I'm sure I'm fine, but you may not be. This is a war zone, and it's not a joke."
Chen Yutong blinked.
"You will protect me, right?"
Lao Bai was stunned and nodded.
"That's for sure, I will do my best..."
Seeing that Chen Yutong had no intention of giving up staying here, he couldn't help asking, "By the way, aren't you studying Naguo? I remember that you are good at biology."
Chen Yutong said with a smile.
"That's right, but I also have some knowledge of the research on mind interference devices. Have you forgotten? I asked you to accompany me to the eastern suburbs of Qingquan City for an inspection."
"I thought you were just curious about it."
"It was indeed just a visit at that time, but later I was personally very interested, so I simply learned about it through the resources of the scientific expedition team."
When she said this, she couldn't help but curl her lips proudly.
That thing is really not difficult for her.
Her learning ability is not weak, especially in the field she is good at. In addition, her age is just the golden age of scientific research. If the stage of the academy is not too crowded, she will not be just a small E-level.
It's okay to have a simple understanding...
Lao Bai couldn't help but blush when he heard it.
It's a regret of his life that he is not good at studying, and he probably won't have a chance to make up for it in this life.
Looking at Lao Bai who was still standing there, Chen Yutong urged him.
"Okay, don't waste time here. It's too late for someone else to come. Take me there quickly."
Lao Bai sighed and nodded.
"Follow me."
Through the stairwell, the two came to the basement of the annex.
When passing the collapsed door, Chen Yutong saw the little girl who was tied up like a dumpling, and another girl who was guarding the little girl.
When she looked at the lamb, the lamb was also secretly looking at her.
Chen Yutong stopped in front of her, leaned down with her hands on her knees and asked.
"Is this sister your friend?"
The lamb nodded and whispered.
"...It's Sister Yinyin, she is two years older than me."
"Yinyin, it's a good name," Chen Yutong touched the lamb's head, curved the corners of his lips and said, "What about you?"
The lamb whispered shyly.
"I... Lamb."
Lamb.
The most common names in the wasteland are mountains, rivers, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and then plants, insects and birds, tables and chairs. Even in some farming settlements, people use cows and horses as names, but sheep is not common.
Chen Yutong was silent for a while and said softly.
"Your friend will be fine."
Hearing this, the sheep's tense expression was obviously relaxed a lot, and a happy expression appeared on her face.
She didn't know why she instinctively believed in the strange sister in front of her, but she always felt that this sister knew a lot of things, like a doctor.
"Then, what about the people outside..."
"It will be fine too."
However, it may not be able to go back to the way it was before.
The memory of being brainwashed will not disappear, and the dead will not come back to life. Even if it is only a short stay, those crazy thoughts will remain until the time of sobriety.
The survivors of this settlement will probably spend a long time in fear and regret.
After all, the people who really died under the guns of the alliance soldiers may not even account for half.
Looking at the lamb with a happy expression on her face and Yinyin struggling, Chen Yutong sighed softly in her heart and followed Lao Bai to the laboratory behind the basement.
When she saw the experimental equipment in the compartment on one side of the corridor, she showed a surprised expression on her face.
"... This is."
Seeing the surprise on her face, Lao Bai stopped and asked curiously.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing..."
As a biological laboratory, the equipment here can be said to be quite comprehensive.
Constant temperature incubator, ultra-clean workbench, biological safety cabinet and other basic equipment are not to be mentioned, including more advanced protein detection devices, cell synthesis devices, DNA synthesis devices, brain wave detectors, etc. are also available.
These basic experimental tools are not very cutting-edge technology in the prosperous era, and can be found in some ruins such as biological laboratories or pharmaceutical factories.
However, what is confusing is that several devices are obviously not recovered from the ruins, but were made after the wasteland era.
As for why she knew...
Because the models of those devices are almost standard for the Institute of Biology of the College.
She was so familiar with them that she couldn't be more familiar with them...
...
He Anshui is the owner of the Green Pine Tree Hotel.
The hotel he runs is right next to the gate of the Pine Cone Farm. The location is easy to identify and remember, because it is the only hotel within a radius of dozens of miles.
His daily work mainly involves receiving some traveling merchants and mercenaries, and also helps his master, Mr. Zhao, to collect some intelligence on the wasteland.
No settlement can live a rich life just by farming. There are always things that cannot be produced by themselves that need to be exchanged with outsiders.
This is especially true for plantations that are mainly based on farming.
Mr. Zhao knows very well that the Pine Cone Farm needs those traveling merchants, but he extremely distrusts those cunning guys. Therefore, even if there are many empty houses in the settlement, he will never let outsiders come in to stay overnight.
Unless the traveling merchant is appointed by himself.
Thanks to this, He Anshui, who runs the only hotel in Songguomu Farm, has made a small fortune with the franchise in his hands.
Although the bulk of the income needs to be handed over to the master, he can still save some money with this livelihood.
Moreover, he does not need to go to a far place to fight like Yang He, nor does he need to send his family to the manor's annex as hostages. The master is very confident in him because he is right next to the settlement.
Whether it is people or property.
He Anshui is a man without ambition, and he has no extra ideas. He just wants to live his life in peace and stability. After all, in the years of running the hotel, he has seen too many wasteland guests with missing limbs.
Those guys may not have owners, but that's all. There is nothing in their pockets, and no one will ask if they die. Compared with this kind of life with no food to eat, he still prefers certain happiness.
Perhaps, this is why his father named him "Anshui" - hoping that he would be as stable as the water in the well in the backyard.
Speaking of which, Wu Wenzhou came back and brought news from the north, saying that the wastelanders there were harassed by the looters and finally decided to unite.
Seeing how excited he was when he talked about the alliance, He Anshui knew that this guy probably had the idea of leaving here, but he sneered and didn't take it to heart.
It's okay to listen to what's happening outside as a joke, but who knows how dangerous it is if you really go there.
And what about 0.9 silver coins per kilogram of corn?
Can meat be as cheap as here?
Here, whether it's gold or silver, you can get a large basket with just one coin. Let's not talk about what other serfs are like, but at least he is still quite comfortable.
Eat meat and drink wine in big mouthfuls, and you will gain weight if you don't pay attention.
The most comfortable place in this wasteland is the Pinewood Farm...
I don't know how long it took.
The buzzing sound in his ears finally disappeared, and his vision gradually became clear. He Anshui shook his head and patted his old face with his right hand.
Pah--
The sticky touch made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Even if he didn't like to wash his face, he wouldn't get so much oil that he could pull strings. The same was true in his mouth, as if he had eaten a mouthful of rust, and his throat seemed to be stuck.
"Am I asleep..."
He muttered with the lake in his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, something fell out, and fell to the ground with a pah, forming a thick pool of scarlet.
Tomato... sauce?
Looking at the scarlet pool in front of his knees, he was stunned, his eyes slowly raised, and then he saw the "thing" that looked like a human lying in a pool of blood, and the familiar faces kneeling beside the "thing".
Among them were the hotel's cooks, waiters, and serfs working nearby... There were 20 to 30 people, filling up the narrow guest room.
Like himself, they all knelt on the ground, facing the "thing" in front of them at a loss.
Mo Hu's memory began to awaken.
He Anshui recognized this room. This was the guest room of his old friend Wu Wenzhou who often traveled far away.
At noon, he was still wondering why that guy didn't go back to his home and came here to join the mercenaries.
He had already guessed who the guy in front of him was...
In fact, there was no need to guess.
He remembered it all.
"Old... Old Wu..."
He Anshui's lips began to tremble, his face lost color, and he jumped back as if he had been electrocuted, sat down on the ground, and kicked his legs to retreat to the wall.
The soaked pants dragged a shocking bloodstain on the ground.
What have I done?
No...
Why?
It felt like a basin of sulfuric acid was poured into his stomach. He Anshui vomited with a wow sound, curled up in blood and vomit, and trembled like a spasm.
"Ah... Kaka..."
He couldn't speak, and didn't know what to say.
He wanted to ask why.
Why did it become like this.
It was fine a second ago... Why?
He had a lot of questions to ask, but he didn't know who to ask.
The people kneeling next to Lao Wu were like him, gradually waking up, and gradually becoming terrified and desperate, and then vomiting, tears and stomach acid squeezed out of their bodies...
People knelt on the ground to confess, or howled like a catharsis, or banged their heads against the wall, trying to end this miserable dream and numb their nerves with pain.
Songguomu Farm was once again filled with crying and wailing.
And this time, it seemed even more miserable than the first half of the night...
...
A pure white room.
The tragic scenes were gathered in the palm-sized screens, forming a semi-arc wall.
Sitting in the center of the room, the old man quietly watched the purgatory on earth, and his calm face finally turned into a leisurely sigh.
Even though he knew that this was a necessary sacrifice on the road to utopia.
Even though he knew that those guys were just livestock in captivity.
But seeing this miserable appearance, he still felt a little bit of pity.
Even a mind interference device cannot achieve 100% brainwashing. Even Nago has immune people, not to mention a technology that is still in its infancy.
Band 03 will make 99% of people eat 1% of people. If the 99% of experimental subjects wake up, at least half of them will be defeated by their own memories.
So he asked the mutants to come and clear the scene.
The purpose is to let those experimental subjects die without pain after the experiment.
This is his greatest kindness to those experimenters who sacrificed their lives for the glorious evolution.
However, I didn't expect that those guys who had no mercy and would do anything to achieve their goals actually adjusted the frequency of the mind interference device.
This is a more cruel atrocity than killing them.
"Sure enough, I still need to practice..."
Sensing the anger that flashed in that moment, Luo Qian lowered his eyebrows and muttered to himself.
When he met those children in Zhao Tiangan's body before, he couldn't help teasing them when he saw the stunned expressions on those guys' faces.
This shouldn't be the case.
Among the many bishops of the Torch Church, he is one of the older ones. He entered the Holy Land more than ten years ago, but his cultivation is the shallowest.
The so-called cultivation here is not a practice method or a scripture to recite, but a kind of harmony or sublimation of one's own mind.
People cannot complete their own evolution, just like they cannot go to the sky with their left foot on their right foot. This has nothing to do with what shoes they wear.
Even if technology can give people wings, it cannot make people think like birds born with wings.
There is no doubt that people at the top of the food chain are more advanced animals than birds, and there is no need for people to become birds. But when the development of civilization reaches a bottleneck, people's feet leave the soil on which they depend for survival, and people's innate limitations will gradually be exposed.
Perhaps this kind of creature is only worthy of civilization within light years.
Human nature, which is closer to the bottom than methods and systems, constructs the bottom logic of human civilization.
It is not the pre-technology of the warp engine, nor can it solve any problems in the material world, but it will make people give back everything they don't deserve.
Otherwise, how can we explain that after heading to the stars, the Human Union, which had obviously ended all conflicts and moved from differences to unity, lost everything in just three years after a long period of prosperity.
The "Torch Project" provides an explanation.
The disintegration of the post-war reconstruction committee also provides an explanation.
This kind of creature always lives in an unstable environment. Once they judge that they are threatened, they will definitely find a way to strike first.
There is only a tiny probability that they will be lucky enough to bet on a bright future... and this is usually named great or miracle in the history of the Human Union.
Because this is not common.
Even if it did happen and had a significant impact on the course of history.
The church, inspired by the torch, provided a solution.
If you want to make the weak species of human beings soar to a new dimension, you must think from a height above human beings. Becoming a "perfect life form" is just a superficial explanation. What they really want to do is to become gods.
Humans cannot adapt to life in heaven.
But gods can!
For this reason, the bishops of the Torch Church must give up all the attributes of being human and look down on humans from a standpoint other than humans. This is also the most fundamental reason why all bishops will enter the "holy land".
Only by entering the "holy land" away from the constraints of gravity can they have true divinity!
If they don't do this, sooner or later they will be like the earliest mutants, who have obviously become other species, but still stand on the standpoint of humans and think with human identity.
The final result is obvious.
The mutant tribe born on this basis has no inheritance of human civilization, but is more like walking the path that humans have walked again from primitive society.
And they themselves will either be killed or go crazy.
Luo Qian often sighs that although he has abandoned his flesh, it is still difficult to completely cut off from human nature.
Maybe it was because he was too old when he entered the Holy Land, and the old ideas seemed to grow on his rotten flesh and blood, and were engraved into the circuit board along with the current.
He often envied that child.
The Holy Son chosen by them.
That guy was like a blank sheet of paper, the most perfect Lord God.
"Sorry, the Executioner Team failed... The Alliance's troops occupied our research facilities and launched the 05th band through the mind interference device."
"The interference we imposed on the experimental subject... was lifted."
The voice floating in his ear interrupted Luo Qian's reverie.
With a light wave of his index finger, a pale blue floating window floated in front of him, and he saw an apostle in a robe kneeling on one knee in the dark and bowing to him.
The background of the camera was the basement of the church in the Pine Cone Farm.
The shadow of the hood covered the man's face.
Although he couldn't see the eyes of the apostle, Luo Qian could feel the shame and regret buried under the brim of the hat.
In fact, until the Executioner Team intervened, their experiment went smoothly, but their opponents were a little too experienced on the battlefield.
But overall, the experiment was still very successful.
It was just not perfect.
Not wanting to see these loyal children blame themselves, he comforted them in a soft voice.
"It's okay, my children, a small mistake is nothing to us, not to mention that we have obtained the required data."
"The experiment at the Pinewood Farm is over. Take the data and evacuate from the passage under your feet. Someone will pick you up at the end of the passage."
"The Qi Tribe will handle the aftermath for us."
The apostle buried his head and said respectfully.
"Yes! Bishop."
A smile of approval appeared on Luo Qian's face.
However, at this moment, his brows frowned slightly, and he vaguely felt a little abnormal.
Bishop...
That was his title, but usually secular people or peripheral apostles would call him that.
The more official honorific should be a pioneer or a forerunner.
Even some apostles close to the core of the Torch Church would use the titles of "bishop" and "pastor" in private, but this would not usually happen in communication between superiors and subordinates.
Of course, such a trivial matter would not make him unhappy, he just felt a little confused.
In order to answer the confusion in his heart, he looked down at the apostle and said.
"My child, raise your head."
"Let me see your eyes."
The apostle was obviously stunned, obviously did not understand what he meant, but still obeyed, slowly raised his head, and met his eyes.
There was nothing abnormal in those eyes.
It showed the doubts and confusion that normal people would have.
If there is only one flaw -
It is probably too artificial.
It does not look like a human eye.
It looks like a "thing" covered with human skin...
At this moment, Luo Qian finally realized where the slight sense of disobedience came from.
While seeing through the poor acting, his cloudy eyes gradually took on a hint of murderous intent, and he stretched out his dry fingers towards the screen in front of him.
He wanted to tear this guy to pieces!
At the same time he stretched out his hand, the paper man hidden in the screen seemed to have sensed the crisis and suddenly fled backwards, as if trying to distance himself from him.
The picture on the screen shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred. The man desperately fled into the underground tunnel, but no matter how he fled, he was on the screen as thick as a piece of paper.
He didn't know how this guy got into his memory partition, but if he thought he could get out of here alive, it would be too naive.
Looking at the poor guy who got into the cage by himself, Luo Qian's mouth gradually curled up a cruel smile.
"You can't escape."
But at this moment, an accident happened.
Almost as soon as his voice fell, the screen that was so close to him disappeared with a "pop".
His right hand was clenched in the air, and his expression froze instantly, and then a trace of annoyance surged from his turbid eyes.
"Tsk..."
He was tricked...
After Zhao Tiangan died, he didn't care about the useless body anymore, but he didn't expect that the abandoned interface installed in that guy's head was actually used by the other side.
In that case, he could actually recycle that person's body... underestimate those bugs.
He opened the communication interface with his index finger.
Luo Qian was about to inform the four apostles who stayed in the settlement of the information leak, but the communication interruption icon was hung next to the four names.
His expression gradually changed from astonishment to solemnity.
After occupying the mind interference device, the other party did not shut it down, but further increased the output power, and the interference range was also expanded outside the manor.
No wonder they lifted the interference of Band 03 on the survivors so quickly...
Now no one can contact the four apostles in the settlement. We can only pray that they are smart and withdraw from the settlement immediately when they see that the situation is not right.
The only thing to be thankful for is that since I can't contact the four apostles, the people of the alliance should not be able to contact the soldiers in the settlement.
At least for a period of time, the children are safe.
However, even so, Luo Qian still can't be optimistic.
Closing his cloudy eyes, he sighed and said to himself in deep thought.
"It's difficult..."
...
The bridge of the Heart of Steel.
Zhao Tiangan's body was lying on a stretcher, and it had been cold for some time.
When the previous "Viper" transport plane returned, it took it to the alliance's military base at the junction of the province. Later, under Chu Guang's order, it was transferred here by another "Viper".
At this moment, an expressionless android was kneeling on one knee beside him, with his index finger poking into his nostril, and a pale blue data stream flashed in the nostril.
Suddenly, its body shook slightly, and its eyes closed. At the same time, a thin wisp of green smoke came out of the nostrils of the corpse.
It was as if something was burned.
Eclipse's eyes opened again, the string of pale blue data stream had disappeared, and the index finger was pulled out of the nostrils of the corpse.
Having been waiting for a long time, seeing that there was finally a result, Han Shuang stepped forward and asked anxiously more than anyone else.
"What's going on?"
Eclipse looked at Han Shuang, then looked at Chu Guang standing beside him, and said in a calm tone.
"The basement of the church... there is a passage leading to the outside, and the apostles should be there."
"Thank you, you've worked hard!"
Chu Guang nodded in thanks, and then told Xiao Qi to update the new information and tasks on the players' terminals.
Although the signal in the manor area was interfered by the mind interference device, the official website forum of another world was not affected at all.
His good brothers who were good at using game bugs specially arranged a person to squat offline to guard, so that they could receive first-hand information in the event of communication interruption.
Playing games with smart people is a very pleasant thing.
"You're welcome! It's our honor to serve you," Han Shuang said before Eclipse with a bright and charming smile on his face, "If you need anything, please feel free to trouble us!"
Eclipse didn't speak, but just looked at his right hand silently, his eyes full of confusion.
"Strange..." It muttered to itself.
How did that guy see it?