After exploring five or six rooms in a row, Chen Xing came to a very large laboratory. The flashlight swept across thousands of square meters. It looked like he had experienced a huge disaster, with broken instruments and equipment scattered everywhere, and a large number of

of dry bones.

Chen Xing looked around and moved forward cautiously. The surroundings were quiet, and the sound of shattering glass or bones could be heard from time to time under his feet, which was very penetrating.

There is a row of long tables in the middle of the laboratory, about three meters wide and twenty or thirty meters long. It should be a place where researchers hold meetings and discussions. As they approached the long table, something unexpected fell into view.

It is said to be abrupt because it is incompatible with everything around it. Everything else is in a mess, either damaged or skewed, but only it is placed there upright, as if it exists independently of the world.

It was an "ear pot", about half a person tall, bronze in color, with handles on both sides. The surface of the pot was covered with gray-white rust, which seemed to be very old. Looking closely, the spiral pattern engraved on it looked simple and elegant.

Mysterious. If you look at it for a long time, you will feel trapped.

The mouth of the pot is facing up, and the lid is placed next to it, just like the utensils of the gods in the legend.

Chen Xing couldn't help but think of a term - counterfeit.

This is what he saw in a magazine in his last life. The definition of counterfeit weapon is like the difference between false gods and true gods. "Fake" means fake and forged. "Qi" means artifacts. Heavy weapons, together they mean "divine weapons."

"Fake". As for the others, Chen Xing was not sure about them. After all, these were the secrets of the upper class. There was only sporadic information, and only one or two sentences were mentioned occasionally.

He didn't dare to touch it rashly, so he looked for clues in the small pieces scattered on the ground.

Not long after, he found a research record book. When he opened it, he found a large amount of experimental data. In the last few pages, something called "Devil's Pot" was mentioned several times. It seems that this is the name of the ear pot.

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Regarding the "Devil's Pot", there is a sentence mentioned in the record: "The miracle of the gods, the forbidden door."

Chen Xing raised his head and scanned the ceiling with his flashlight. As expected, all the covers of the ventilation ducts were lifted. Combined with the information he had seen before, it was not difficult to deduce the situation at that time.

The explorers of No. 65 Underground Survival Center found the Devil's Pot outside and returned it to the research institute. In the final stage of the research, the researchers opened the lid of the pot. It may be a mustard space inside, and a large number of alien creatures came out.

All the researchers present died, and the doors to each room were closed, but the alien creatures crawled out along the ventilation pipes and infected the entire population of the survival center.

Thinking of this, Chen Xing looked at the ear pot in the middle of the long table.

To take it or not to take it?

After a brief hesitation, Chen Xing came to the side, gritted his teeth, and reached for the pot lid.

I don’t know what kind of material the pot lid is made of. It’s cold in the hand, small in size, but extremely heavy. Chen Xing couldn’t pick it up the first time he picked it up, so he picked it up again and moved towards the lid of the pot.

"Boom!"

It seemed as if there was a huge suction force. When the lid came close to the mouth of the pot, it was sucked down directly, making a dull sound.

Once the lid was closed, it could no longer be opened. Chen Xing jumped on the table and used force with both hands. As a result, the entire table was broken, but he still could not open the lid. Due to time constraints, he did not do more research and took it out from his pocket.

Rope, and some rags, wrap the ear pot, tie it up, and carry it on your back.

The ear pot is not small in size and is extremely heavy to carry on the body, weighing at least seventy or eighty kilograms. Chen Xing feels like carrying a large gas tank on his back. If it were before, Chen Xing would definitely not be able to carry it, but now he

His strength is fifteen points, 1.5 times that of an ordinary adult male, and he still has some spare strength on his back.

Having obtained the item, he no longer delayed and hurried back along the original path. After passing through several rooms and turning into a passage, he suddenly felt a pain in his scalp and hurriedly stopped, half-crouched down, and looked around.

It was pitch black in front and back of the passage, and when I shined a flashlight, there was nothing there.

After a while, he found nothing unusual and took a tentative step forward. His scalp hurt even more.

what happened?

He frowned and observed more carefully. Finally, he found a very thin thread three meters in front of him.

When he looked closer, he saw that the silk thread was silver-gray and had a dull surface. Even if he shined a flashlight on it, it would be difficult to detect it. The surface of the silk thread was covered with fine serrations, the height of which was at the level of his neck. Once he hit it, his head would fall off.

Come down.

Chen Xing couldn't help but take a breath. Who could be so sinister as to set such a trap on his return route? If he hadn't sensed danger, his body and head would have been separated by now.

Several figures quickly flashed through his mind. It seemed that Roy was the most suspicious, but Zhang Meng could not be ruled out. Although Zhang Meng appeared to be honest and honest on the surface, these people were hiding very deep. What was going on behind the scenes?

,Hard to say.

Chen Xing thought for a while, then turned and walked towards the other end of the passage. He didn't dare to go back the same way. God knows what traps are behind. Danger perception is not a panacea. Maybe he will be caught next time. As he walked, he opened the door

Black Watch, refer to the simple map above, and walk towards the area of ​​Shiraishi's house.

Roy, Zhang Meng, Luo Shaoqing, and Yang Zhiyong all had more or less conflicts with him, and the first two had already come down, so they must have gotten some clues. Going through their passage was tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap.

.As for the Shiraishi family, he has a good impression of the twin sisters and hopes to get over it.

After walking in the dark for more than ten minutes, he came to an accommodation area. Everything was neatly arranged, and it was obvious that it had been explored. A little further forward, he saw "white" spray-painted on the wall.

Chen Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the words on the sign.

"who!"

When he was approaching the exit, Chen Xing deliberately stepped up his steps to let the sound spread far away. Soon, two flashlights shone over him, accompanied by soldiers shouting questions.

"Don't shoot, I'm from the Ye Yang family and I'm lost inside." Chen Xing raised his hands and turned his body sideways to make the Ye Yang family's logo on his arms more conspicuous.

"Wait, stand there and don't move!" One soldier aimed at Chen Xing, and the other picked up the walkie-talkie and informed the person above.

Chen Xing had no choice but to stand there and wait patiently.

Not long after, the two sisters from the Baishi family came down, followed by a kind-looking old man. However, in Chen Xing's view, both girls and old men were dangerous carnivores.

"Who are you?" the two sisters asked in unison.

Seeing that his identity could no longer be concealed, Chen Xing took off his helmet, pulled off his protective goggles, and said, "I am Chen Xing, whom we have met before."

"Ah, little brother, it turns out to be you." "Why are you lost?" the two sisters from the Baishi family said one after the other.

"I..." Chen Xing made up a story, saying that he and his troops got lost, and wandered around for two days before finding a way out.

The two sisters looked around Chen Xing. Bai Shiying suddenly pointed to the big backpack behind Chen Xing and asked, "Little brother, what good things did you find in it?"

"Show us~" Shiraishi Hitomi echoed.

The two sisters looked cute and naive, but looked like demons in Chen Xing's eyes. If they saw it, they would share it with them, or even be kept. Chen Xing never believed that there were wolves in the world that did not eat meat.

"Let's take a look~" the two sisters begged, pulling Chen Xing from left to right.
Chapter completed!