After thinking for a long time, Lin Qingliu finally figured out what kind of feeling these substances around him gave him——

It's a corpse.

It has a flesh-and-blood feel, but no signs of a biofield.

In other words, this thing might have once been alive.

Then it would be most appropriate to use the word corpse to describe it.

Without thinking too much about the mysteries of this planet, Lin Qingliu's current main goal is still the core of the spire.

He quickly approached the underground main body of the spire. He slowly integrated his body into it, walking between reality and illusion.

The outer shell of the spire is divided into three layers, and each layer is made of special metal materials that he has never seen before.

Just by walking through it, you can roughly understand the technical content of this building material through the feedback from your body.

His body slowly moved down, through the greenhouse area and the livestock breeding area. At this moment, he suddenly saw a figure, a figure he had some impression of.

Lin Qingliu used his ability to read the memory of the mycelium pseudo-man, and the pseudo-man possessed some of the original owner's memory.

Therefore, Lin Qingliu recognized the middle-aged man who was walking towards the greenhouse area not far in front of him.

This person is Councillor Bordeaux, who has a relationship almost like that of a father to Mansheng, and is also the actual controller of the underground greenhouse area.

At this moment, Lin Qingliu felt a rare sense of conflict in his heart.

Most of the goal for tonight has been accomplished. Now that I have sneaked in here secretly, it is the best result.

A congressman would be a good target, but it would greatly magnify the impact.

If we attack him, it may be difficult to sneak in again.

Just like the carbine sniper in the classic joke, as long as you don't kill him, the casualties among your own people will be smaller.

The same principle applies here. As long as you don't provoke the other party, you can still sneak in secretly later.

But if the other party becomes alert, it will not be easy to use the back door later.

Moreover, I don’t know enough about the congressman - why was he able to become a congressman?

Is it blood? Is it relationship? Or is it ability?

Maybe some components similar to Lucas and Luke were implanted so that they would be triggered as soon as I asked.

Seeing that all the doors could be opened automatically with a wave of his hand, Lin Qingliu fell into deep thought.

Is this guy also some kind of cyborg?

wrong.

There is a fundamental difference between councillors and members of the First Team.

According to Lin Qingliu's understanding and inference, the members of the first team are actually the operators of the spire's black technology. They do not have superpowers, or they have other superpowers.

The congressmen in front of them should be different from them. There are ten of them. If there are ten more guys like Holy Shield and Disaster Core, Hope City may have to switch from defense to offense.

So what exactly is the difference?

Lin Qingliu followed the congressman while thinking.

Finally, he found a suspicious point.

The congressman wore a thicker ring on his thumb.

This thing seems to be called a ring in my hometown.

But there is a problem. Hope City does not have a similar custom, and even most of the shapes of the ornaments have disappeared in the disaster.

Since he had no need to practice archery, there seemed no point in wearing a ring.

Moreover, Lin Qingliu couldn't understand the material of that thing.

Well, that thing is weird.

The next moment after he made up his mind, Lin Qingliu wanted to take the thing in his hand and observe it carefully.

But obviously Mr. Bordeaux would not agree.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Qingliu slapped his head and realized that his thinking was indeed a bit rigid.

How can you grab everything by force? It's so uncivilized.

Get ready, I'll steal it from you later.

Bordeaux didn't know that he, who was at the top of the food chain in Hope City, had become a fat sheep to be slaughtered in the eyes of others. He waved his hand and entered a single elevator.

Lin Qingliu, who stayed outside the elevator car the entire time, observed the central column of the spire and confirmed that the elevator in Bordeaux was not a purely up and down transportation tool.

As a member of parliament, whenever he wanted, this exclusive elevator could take him to 90 percent of the tower's location through a combination of tracks.

The remaining parts that cannot be reached are due to damage or later construction, and cannot be connected to the main control elevator.

Soon, Bordeaux came to his own room.

Unlike the extreme luxury that Lin Qingliu had imagined, Bordeaux's room was more like a first-class cabin on a cruise ship than a magnificent palace.

Although it has relatively complete furniture, the overall style allows people to tell at a glance whether this is a normal house or a cabin.

The built-in furniture has sharp edges and corners, and the marks of fixing are also very obvious.

The integrated windows with metal frames give you the feeling of being in a submarine.

This seemed to be Bordeaux's temporary resting place. He tidied up briefly and then casually fell asleep on the bed.

It was already late at night, and Bordeaux had been awakened by the shock outside not long ago.

Now that the matter has been resolved, it is time to go back to sleep.

Soon, melodious snoring sounds were heard in the single cabin.

Although the congressmen want to control everything, they will not install surveillance cameras in their rooms for spying.

Lin Qingliu was very sure of this, so he emerged from the shadows.

After confirming that this congressman was just an ordinary human being, Lin Qingliu made his sleep even deeper, and then quietly took away the ring on his thumb.

This was certainly not an ordinary removal. In order not to trigger any possible sensing device, Lin Qingliu chose to use his ability to simulate Bordeaux's right hand, and then seamlessly connected it to his own fingers.

With the unexpected harvest in hand, Lin Qingliu continued to dive.

In a room where no one will disturb him, Bordeaux will enjoy the best eight hours of sleep since his birth.

Lin Qingliu will use this opportunity to explore the lower levels of the spire.

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In the conference room, the final review was finally completed. Those super-powered people who were temporarily summoned had been taken away by the "Blood Puppet" not long ago. Now there were only five members of the first team here.

"I believe everyone can understand that they are not satisfied with our current situation."

In the silence of everyone, the "Disaster Core" sighed:

“Forget it, let’s leave it at that for now.

"The body of the alien beast has been sent to the research institute for testing. The results will be available within two days. I'll have to trouble you to enter the data then."

"It doesn't matter."

"Okay, let's stop here for today. Everyone has worked hard. Don't forget to be on guard at the bottom. Whose turn is it?"

"It's me."

"OK."

Everyone walked out of the conference room and entered the elevator, and only the elevator carrying "Ten Thousand Volumes" went all the way down.