Apocalyptic Forecast

Latest website: Current time at 16:06 on November 27, 2112.

Location: Permafrost Warren, a confidential border belonging to the overhead floor of the Administration Bureau.

Border Closure Administration Branch β01.

In the eternal storm, the pale snow powder blows head on. In the distance, only huge buildings appear faintly, and the dark buildings prop up the magnificent outline, creating a warm spring paradise in the eternal low temperature and severe cold.

Besides the happy land, there are only the terrifying low temperature like the polar regions, and the never-ending wind and snow.

"B4 is in place."

"A1 has a problem, it can be solved, five minutes."

"B6 is in place."

At this moment, in the pale snowfield outside the branch of the administration, a dancing spot emerged, which skillfully bypassed all cameras and detection devices.

Under the white cloak and the heat blockade, they crawled in the snow, hiding in the darkness that no one noticed.

Following the command from afar, he slowly moved closer to the central building.

In the last side, in the temporarily propped up tent under the snow cave, the commander breathed a sigh of relief on his fingers, picked up the boiling kettle, and poured it into the cup.

"The conditions are limited, I hope you don't mind Secretary Ai."

"At least stay in the tent. You don't need to lie down on the snow, just have a mouthful of hot water." Ai Qing held the tea cup, white heat rose in her mouth and nose: "It's not going to camp, where there are so many special things. ."

She was wrapped in heavy winter clothes, her bare face and fingers were white with cold, and only her lips were still bloody.

The commander of the original dark legion sighed, looked at the slowly enlarged building on the surveillance screen, and couldn't help but cursed: "That group of dog days can still use the air conditioner. I really envy you."

"Normal." Ai Qing took a sip of the hot water that quickly lost temperature. "The treatment of the Blockade Administration has always been the best among its peers."

"I know this too well."

When it came to this, the commander was suddenly excited: "I originally planned to go to the Blockade Authority to work for two years after retiring. I don’t have to do anything all day, stay away from the bullets and rain, make a cup of tea at work, play a dozen and watch again, just a dozen. It can be played for a day... but in the end I stayed for a while and still couldn't stand it. I found a chance and came back."

Ai Qing raised her head and glanced at the old man in front of the screen, "Are you unwilling to be lonely?"

The commander smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, not to that level, but...it's too lonely."

He sighed and took out the cigarette case to ask Ai Qing for permission.

Seeing Ai Qing waved her hand and didn't mind, she trembled and pulled out one, leaned in front of the oil stove, took a deep breath, and then sighed.

"I want to live a quiet life, but there is nothing there except peace. It's just like a prison. Some people go in in their twenties and die there in their nineties, and never leave for a lifetime."

The commander sighed helplessly: "If there are no problems, their lives will not be known. If there are problems, their lives will become meaningless... it's like hell."

As a subordinate organization of the elevated floor and a confidential unit of the original dark legion, the blockade administration is responsible for taking care of or dealing with some serious hidden dangers in order to reduce the pressure on the surviving hospital.

Therefore, from the first day of employment, you have disappeared from the present.

There is no such thing as retirement and resignation. Even if the working years are up, it is just transferred to another confidential unit. After death, there is only a tombstone, and some people are not allowed to write their names on it.

Even if the rewards are generous and internal marriages are allowed, there is still a huge subsidy for the family, but there are still very few people who respond.

"The treatment should be better."

The commander held the smoke that was about to be extinguished, and slowly said, "No matter how bad the treatment is, I'm afraid I won't be able to continue."

With that said, his mood is not very good.

It's better to say bad.

Otherwise, I won't talk so much to other people in the short gap before the mission.

After all, once the original dark legion is dispatched, it means...the situation within the Blockade Administration has deteriorated to the limit and needs to be cleaned.

"Sorry, I was wordy." He shrugged and smiled. "It's so unprofessional."

"This has nothing to do with professionalism."

Ai Qing didn't comfort her, nor did she express anything else—for the murderous machines of the original Dark Legion, such sympathy and compassion were too ridiculous.

She just changed the subject calmly: "What is blocked in β01?"

"A lie."

The commander began to brief the representatives from the decision-making room: "Before this, it was discovered by the Shigama Society and notified the Astronomical Society of dangerous items, self-destructive elements, and the work of the piper.

It looks like a piece of paper torn from a sticky note, but reading the content above and trying to detect it are taboos. "

"Which link went wrong?" Ai Qing asked.

"It may be the innermost storage facility-when it was transferred to the Blockade Administration, Grand Master Garland himself imposed a secret instrument blockade on it.

According to speculation, it is possible that the death of the great master has caused the secret instrument blockade to become unstable, and even the blockade facilities of the middle and outer layers have also been leaked. "

The commander sighed: "When the overhead floor received the news and started to investigate one by one, β01 no longer responded."

In the walkie-talkie, a hoarse voice came: "C6 is close to the maintenance well, and the way is smooth, and the internal signal has been obtained. Is it connected?"

"Come here."

So, in an instant, a hell-like scene appeared on the screen.

Everything you can see is only a bloody, countless scarlet colors spread on the wall, pulsing like a pulse.

The paradise that was originally warm as spring has become a strange world that makes the scalp numb.

Numerous weird symbols squirmed on the wall, and shadows ignored the physical rules, spreading under the light, but weird bubbles constantly appeared in the light.

The creepy creatures that were about to be indistinguishable from the outline of the human figure were dancing under the camera, staggering in the former office.

"The deepening is over, and a **** cycle has been formed."

The commander was silent for a moment, because everything was irreversible.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered: "Start to erect the'Purification Fountain'."

"Wait--"

Ai Qing suddenly said, "The camera at the point just now, cut it back."

The picture she is referring to is the inner garden.

Now that the vicious flower has grown out of the teeth of the beast, it has begun to gnaw, and in the corner of the garden, two **** deformities are leaning against the wall.

There was a vague voice.

"...Snoring...I'm so annoying...Replace...Is there any way..."

"Forbearance...you don't..."

In the silence, the conversation with sharp noises gradually ended, and the two deformed bodies turned and left, leaving the tent completely silent.

"It seems that they still have reason." Ai Qing said.

"No, it's worse than this."

The commander rubbed the bridge of his nose and chuckles mockingly: "They don't even know that they have been deformed, maybe, in their opinion, everything is business as usual."

They have already fallen into **** with their own world.

"At least there is the possibility of communication, isn't it?"

Ai Qing pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Before I came, I was equipped with a password and all permission instructions. Maybe, I can try."

"It's unlikely."

The commander shook his head: "With all due respect, the distortion is irreparable."

"The blow of the Purification Fountain may cause worse consequences. This is for the purpose of blocking the items." Ai Qing said: "It is necessary to ensure the absolute stability of the blockade, but whenever possible, always give it a try."

The commander pondered for a moment and said straightforwardly: "This is your mission, Secretary Ai, if you do, we will not stop it, but you must understand that we also have a mission. If you fail, we will not rescue. "

"Well, just join me and blow the target to ashes."

Ai Qing nodded in agreement, lifted the briefcase beside her, stood up with her cane, and finally turned her head to express her thanks before saying goodbye.

"Thanks a lot."

"Secretary Ai—"

The commander couldn't help but yelled to her, and seriously reminded: "They are not saved, what you have done is meaningless."

"I know." Ai Qing looked back calmly, "Just treat it as if I want to earn more points during the promotion review."

"Just because of this?" The commander was suspicious.

"Otherwise?" Ai Qing puzzled, "Besides, is there any noble reason for the political creatures of the Administration Bureau?"

The commander shook his head, just smiled, and slowly got up: "Then, I will perform the duty of assistance, and I will protect your safety when necessary."

"No need."

Ai Qing raised her cane.

At that moment, outside the narrow tent, in the ice and snow, a hideous silhouette suddenly appeared, fleeting, but frightening.

It was as if an invisible monster was hiding in her shadow.

Fierce and ferocious.

"The'Self-discipline Machine Cerberos' of the Technical Department?" The commander was dumb: "A style that I haven't seen before, is it the latest model?"

"No, the normal version is just a troublesome guy living in."

Ai Qing smiled slightly and disappeared in the wind and snow under the guard of the beast.

There is only a line of burn marks on the ground, which lasts a long time.

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Fifteen minutes later, the huge fortress building is in front.

After going through the iris verification and the key verification of the overhead floor, the heavy door slowly opened in front of her, and a foul-smelling breath swept toward her face with a warm wind.

Immediately afterwards, behind the gate, a **** object slowly wriggled, just like the corpse of a giant after being decapitated. There were several wriggling tentacles on the swollen body, making vague sounds.

"Welcome... welcome to... I'm... the security director... Pajero..." the weird aberration asked: "Why... someone from the bureau...come?"

"Unexpected inspection."

Ai Qing ignored the squirming tentacles in front of her eyes and showed the credentials in her hand, "I will come on behalf of the decision-making room to inspect the blocked items."

"Wait a minute, let me see... Where is it? Where is it?"

The wriggling body seemed to be groping for something. In the end, in the tattered pocket, he found a validator that had been parasitized by the tentacles, and swept it from Ai Qing's certificate.

Behind the verifier, the mouth suddenly screamed sharply.

Perhaps it was the sound of successful verification.

Ai Qing waited calmly.

Until a tentacle stopped in front of her, hanging in the air, dripping viscously, waiting.

The swollen person opened his mouth and said hoarsely: "Welcome... your...come..."

Ai Qing stretched out her hand to hold it, shook it slightly, and released it.

The thing that once belonged to the security chief turned around and wriggled in front of him to lead the way, "Lunch...time...it's...you need to..."

"After checking the blocked items." Ai Qing said.

"No... it doesn't matter..."

The ‘security chief’ replied vaguely, leading her through the gate and corridor, and into the hall with numerous huge rotting internal organs hanging.

All the way down.

In the shadow of those distortions, countless sticky bubbles rose up, as if something uncertain was crawling in them. But when Ai Qing's shadow swept past, a fleeting firelight faintly appeared, and a vaguely tragic neigh came from the void.

Under her feet, an angry burning bull cast a hideous silhouette.

"...Huh?" The squirming ‘Security Director’ paused: "What... the sound... strange... so strange... from the last few days... just, it’s been... always strange..."

"Nothing strange."

Ai Qing calmly followed behind, stepped across the floor covered with mold and eyeballs, and told him, "Everything is normal."

"Normal...Normal..."

Soon, a little confusion dissipated in the gradually chaotic thinking after the distortion, only the last duty remained.

Single verification, double verification, triple verification.

The key from the elevated floor traveled smoothly and unimpeded in the underground facilities, passing through the already unrecognizable magic realm, all the way to the core.

Until the end, the security chief stayed outside the slowly rising gate.

"I will...here...wait..."

It said vaguely, "The limits of job duties...and please...forgive me..."

"Ok."

Ai Qing raised her hand, held the flat glasses in front of her, stepped over the swelling beside her, and walked into the darkness where the lights were not shining.

Endless phantoms emerged from the darkness, with calls that were hard to hear.

The illusion that even the glasses from the technical department couldn't shield, gradually penetrated into the soul and invaded the brain.

But Ai Qing silently counted his steps, compared to the map in his memory, and moved forward step by step.

Beyond Huai Shi’s smile, his corpse, and countless illusions, passed by his mother.

The high heat caused by the overloaded operation of the glasses maintains her remaining sense of the line.

She finally saw the outline after the phantom.

In the huge cage that was beating slowly like a heart, every tentacled was waving angrily, trying to reach into her spinal cord and pull her soul out.

However, she could not stop her advancement, and more protection emerged from her body and soul, and it was difficult to break through and corrode in a short time.

She can only let her open her own key step by step according to the rules of operation.

It's like surgery.

Cruelly peeled the core from it.

In the end, the old copper box was accurately placed inside the briefcase. When the briefcase was closed, the triple buckle engraved with the complex matrix was closed.

Inside and outside, isolated again!

In the trance, there seemed to be a neighing sound.

But listen carefully, but never hear again.

Until this time, Ai Qing remained unmoved, just stared down at her watch and counted the time silently. It was only five minutes later, after confirming that she was conscious again through the probe and test strips, that she finally grew up. Tone, sweaty.

I don’t even have the strength to lift the briefcase~www.wuxiaspot.com~The items are sealed and contained—"

Almost close to the edge of the countdown to the scheduled detonation, a message was sent out.

"Received, please prepare to withdraw."

The response from the commander is still concise, "The situation is a bit wrong, you need to be careful."

After losing the support of that lie, all the pain hidden under the illusion will usher in collapse.

But, before the collapse, did she have enough time to withdraw?

The commander picked up the walkie-talkie and whispered: "B3, ready to burst into rescue at any time—"

In the distance, in the snowstorm, the fortress was still silent.

So quiet.