In the end, the operation team did not save the member who grew up with the rock wall, nor did they spend their energy to find the missing supply truck, operator and medical officer. They gave the unlucky guy in the rock wall a pleasure and scrutinized the team a little.
, Everyone chose a direction to move forward under Mola's instructions.
Shaosaiduo felt that he had seen the world, and was still shocked by the scene where the large intestine grew through the rock wall.
The atmosphere in the team was still good. There was no expression seen through the three layers of armor, but the Qi and other things were very stable, and no one talked about it, pleaded for mercy or made other opinions.
Even if it is well-trained, it is unreasonable...so, is it the reward for that potion?
Shaosedo made reasonable judgments.
Just as I was thinking, I heard Mola ask him: "Is it in good condition? I'll remind you, just a piece of medicine."
Shaosaido's mouth twitched. Although he was not sensitive to the drug with unknown function, he could not help but recall the nightmare that had no reason and the invasion and impact of the invasion and impact, as if he could absorb the essence... Maybe it was okay
He was really sucked a little, and his condition was indeed a little wrong.
He didn't take it hard. In such a strange place, if he didn't do it well, he would really pit himself. He was full of doubts and could not be disgusted. So he lowered his posture and asked sincerely: "I will pay attention in the future. What the hell is this?
?Will you also be attacked when you fall in dreams?"
"Oh, is this happening?"
"You said you will have trouble with your mental side."
"That's an experience. Connie has been here once before. The experience is bad, but it's different from yours. Maybe it's a special attack on your mental side?"
"Ms. Dale has been here too?" As a fashion designer, Shausedo has a professional classification for acquaintances. Constance Dale is the one he really hopes to invite to be a model, and he can't help but have some instinct.
Good impression.
"She has been here once, probably; the old woman has also come here more than once." Mola said it was obviously a "dead witch". "I don't know the specifics, but instructor Li Wei said that the mental side, especially the perception.
The spiritual side with the priority of ability, the feeling here is very special. You can experience it carefully and try to communicate with each other."
"Forget it, the Dead Witch, Connie wants to communicate." Shaosaido also stayed away from the Dead Witch now, even though their base camps are all in Europe, they are barely considered neighbors.
His mental perception ability is definitely above the level, but he is not specialized. He concentrated on sensing for a while, but he has no gains. The erosive shadows when he enters the dream are gone. However, after sensing for a long time, he feels that the surrounding space is vibrating all the time.
, the amplitudes vary, and there are some strange noises of "rolling". It seems that the structure may collapse at any time. I try to find the rules and even the source of vibration, which makes me feel a little dizzy.
It was in this dizziness that he seemed to hear some very unpleasant and sticky sounds, but he couldn't tell what it was, and he couldn't figure it out clearly.
Shaosaido couldn't help but think about something more, but remembered something because of it: "That person has also publicly expressed his interest in this place..."
Mola sneered: "You said my junior brother? He didn't 'express it', but he is still very interested now. Are you so cautious? There should be no need to worry about being heard here, it's not on the earth."
Shaosedo followed suit: "Ronan is interested in this place, why?"
"God knows, but look here and think about his means, shouldn't it?"
Shaosaido immediately thought of one thing: "Dream World?"
This method of "entering dreams" is indeed exactly the same as the "dream world". He asked with confirmation: "'Dream world' is a purely virtual world... right?"
Mola smiled: "If we could all think of him, well, what they thought would not have come here like a puppet, and the world would never be like this now."
Shaosaido was speechless.
The conversation is not over yet. Shaosaido still has a lot of questions, but next, they are blocked by the rock formations.
In high temperature and high pressure environments, the rock formation is actually not hard, but it is an obstacle after all.
"A detour?"
"How is that possible?"
With Mola's command, the driving truck played a role. In the huge noise, the high-thermal alloy drill bit forced the rock layer torn, turning it into a high-temperature dissolving flow overflowing to both sides, including a variety of alien minerals, perhaps
The surrounding environment continues to flash the source of the faint light.
The dissolution flow bypassed the digger and met again. The group stepped on it and continued to move forward.
"Just drive all the way?"
"What about that?"
"The supply truck is finished. How many spare parts are there on the driving truck?"
"It seems like two? It depends on luck... If you take a detour, the luck you need is too luxurious."
"What's the meaning?"
"There are beacons in this direction, so it should not be necessary to chisel for too long. We are closer to the inner circle. Once we enter the magma sea there, the digger will be useless."
"Beacon?" In order to answer the doubts in his heart, Shaosedo continued to lower his posture. "I read some information before coming, but it seemed that it was not on the spot at all. Please take care of it and tell me?"
Mola is easy to speak and will always be in line with all requests: "It is normal to not understand the information, because the summary experience of the 'Thirteenth District' is itself unreliable. I used to do only one thing here..."
"What?"
"Kill everyone I see...and there are some things that can move."
Shaosaido said "tsk" without comment, and continued to ask: "Where is the direction?"
"There has never been direction or direction here." Under the third layer of armor, Mora seemed to glance at it, "In my opinion, here is a disordered Rubik's Cube, divided into countless small space grids, constantly turning, and
It can also be temporarily put together or split. Maybe someone is doing it, maybe it is just a natural rotation, but I can't tell it anyway."
"Is this true?" Shaosaido remembers that there are expressions like "maze" in the information, but it is not as intuitive as Mora's description.
Especially when it comes to the sound of the "rolling" structure cracking that has been sensed before, I feel even more touched.
But when you think about him being in it, this feeling becomes a deep sense of crisis.
Looking down at the high-temperature dissolution under your feet, which seemed to be condensed and slowly flowed slowly, I suddenly had an absurd idea: This is more like the flesh and blood that overflowed from the bizarre structure of the "Thirteenth Zone". Isn't this land a living thing?
?
It was also at this moment that the "sticky" sound he had sensed before suddenly fell into place.
It was the sound of bones and flesh twisting and tearing under the millstone, and squeezed and bonded.
Shaosaiduo shivered and subconsciously pinched the thin chain in his hand.