Chapter 152: Dark Nest (Is it always so unexpected?)
The essence of the experiments was condensed in confidential documents, which were held by "Daytime" and flipped through at will. The researcher was watching with fear and trepidation, but due to the elder's strange temper, he could only stay not far away and stare at him with squinted eyes, and pretended not to care when the young man glanced at him.
Sometimes I still like the class status of Dark Nest. "Daytime" leaned against the wall and glanced at "07" who was approaching with a smile.
【Elder Bai. 】The man who had been laughing since hearing the young man's promise rubbed his hands, 【Can I ask you a question? 】
"Daytime" slowly turns another page. The pile of experimental reports on the table were priceless, but they were messed up by his actions.
[You ask.] 】He spoke slowly.
"07" After thinking for a while, he said: "Elder Bai, you have been away for many years, and you must have heard that an abnormal person with special abilities suddenly joined the righteous sect. 】
[The last raid on the Dark Nest was most likely lost at the hands of that person. I thought that since you were an undercover in the government, you must know this person's name. 】
At this point, the question has already arisen.
So, what do you know about daylight? 】
The teenage cultist asked the question sincerely. It seems that he wants to get more information before everyone else to satisfy his own selfish desires.
The barrage fell into strange silence for a moment.
"You are very brave, boy."
"Is it possible that the person in front of you might be the Bai Zhou you mentioned?"
"A welcome scene (screenshot)"
"Brother B always creates indescribable famous scenes."
"Looking at that huge stack of white papers, I was really afraid that they would catch fire on the next page..."
"Who is the hero who blew up the Dark Nest Laboratory that day? (Microphone)"
"I feel like this man in black robe is definitely Brother Zhu, right? His figure, lower face, tone of voice, and small movements are all very similar. I have no other choice but to say it's him!!"
"Be more confident, he is the one (shaking his head handsomely.jpg)"
…
Daylight’s response was… he didn’t respond.
The young man simply took a sip of the hot tea at the side, which was at just the right temperature. No emotion could be seen on his half-face hidden in the shadow, which was hazy due to the heat.
The barrage and "07" were left there for a long time. After he slowly flipped through a few reports and took a sip of warm tea, the answer to the question came out of his mouth slowly.
[Daytime.] 】The young man repeated it lazily.
To those who knew his identity, this slow repetition of the sentence inexplicably carried a sense of horror. Perhaps this is the unique treatment of being the only one sober while everyone else is drunk.
[I do know something about this, an unknown person with special abilities who has just joined the decent forces. The young man raised his head and said in a contemptuous tone, "His strength is obvious to all. The accident in the Battle of Zhuolu was indeed related to him." 】
[But this person's whereabouts are really elusive. When I was undercover in the government, my responsibilities were completely opposite to his, so I don't know him very well. 】
[But since you asked me, could it be that after so much time has passed, the Dark Nest still hasn't got any news about this person? 】
[It's a bit embarrassing, but it's true...] "07" turned his head away feeling ashamed, [Since the Battle of Zhuolu, we have been sending people to gather information, but Bai Zhou's whereabouts are really elusive, and even the government hasn't fully figured out his whereabouts. 】
[Originally there was one, who was also a cultist responsible for the raid. The Dark Nest originally wanted to forget his loss this time and let him make up for it with the intelligence he got during the day. 】
[Who knew that he didn't even know what Bairi's special ability was. Only then did I realize that his injuries were all caused by the explosion of the blasting talisman. He is really... such a waste that I am speechless. 】
The boy looked disgusted.
The black-robed "elder" smiled without saying anything and continued to turn the page of the report. The stack of essential documents soon ran out, and it was obvious that the person who was reading it was not paying attention.
And "07" is obviously not the end of the story. From the very beginning, he wanted to test the elders' intelligence network, and he firmly believed that the other party would know about such a "famous" psychic.
Even though the young man said that he "didn't know", he firmly believed that the other party was just pretending.
Besides...
[After a series of inferences, we all agreed that the culprit who bombed the experimental base was Bai Ri. 】
【……】
The barrage and "daylight" fell into a strange silence.
After a moment, the young man, whose interest was aroused, raised his eyebrows: [Oh? Why. 】
[Of course, it was the only useful clue from that waste's mouth. 】「07」 Speaking confidently, 【Elder Bai, you don’t know that in the illusion, Bai Zhou won the trust of the believers by relying on the explosion, an event that was only known to insiders. This led to the surprise attack in the Battle of Zhuolu being completely disrupted, and the attack that the Dark Nest had prepared for more than half a year was completely ineffective. 】
What does the leader say? 】The young man asked.
[Whether in terms of details, time, or strength, the psychics who raided the test base were extremely consistent with Bai Zhou, almost 80% accurate. After the leader found out, he asked us to go and search for that person. 】
The young man talked incessantly, his eyes rolling, and it was unclear whether what he said was true or false: [Unfortunately, Bai Zhou's whereabouts are so strange that even the government has very limited control over him. Lu Qingyuan is also useless. In the end, our understanding of him is still very one-sided, let alone arresting and threatening him. 】
Having said that, he smiled up at the young man, his voice softened, and his tone became sly: [This is also the reason why I came to ask Elder Bai. The elder has been away for many years, so the connections and intelligence network he has acquired are naturally extraordinary. He must have a different understanding of Bai Zhou. 】
[All "07" dared to ask the elders first if they could tell me some information so that I could speak more in front of the leader and get promoted soon. At that time, we will definitely be treated like slaves! Repay Elder Bai’s great kindness! 】
Looking at the cultist in the screen who was rubbing his hands and grinning shyly, with a look of profiteer, the commentators couldn't help but cover their eyes, half to hold back their laughter, and half to reminisce about the other person's delicate face.
"Are these the soldiers brought out by the Dark Nest?"
"Bai Zhou: (Music) I understand. Of course I understand."
"What's the difference between this and talking bad about someone behind their back and then meeting the person who did it..."
"As expected, blind faith is not a good idea!! As expected, people who are severely brainwashed are the easiest to deceive once they find the track... After Brother Day tricked his way into the Dark Nest, no one suspected that he was Bai Dayu!!"
"After all, how could a ghost think that an unknown creature in a dungeon could become the key to the Dark Nest..."
"So the unknown creature = special black fog (?)"
“Can you explain it scientifically?”
"It's very simple. Superpowers and black fog have the same origin but different origins. The unknown creatures born from the black fog are naturally special. They must have some blood relationship with the special black fog (?)"
"I feel like all the unscientific things in this world are related... It makes me wonder where they came from (backwards)"
…
The comics continue.
The cartoonist who didn't end the story at a critical juncture received unanimous praise, allowing readers to see enough of the dramatic side that follows.
So will it be continued deception or just a malicious trick?
「07」 sincerely looked at the silent young man, trying to overtake on the curve, sneak into the house before others get home, and become the most satisfied believer of the next leader.
The black-robed "elder" gently put down the report in his hand, and piles of essential reports written in black and white were casually thrown onto the table beside him. He hooked his finger, signaling the eagerly waiting researcher to come over and sort it out.
The group of eagerly watching researchers were obviously relieved and immediately came over to take the baby away from the dictatorial "elder".
[Since you have this intention, of course I will tell you. 】
The young man smiled and touched "07's" raised head like he was petting a hungry dog.
[Your inference is correct. Bai Ri is indeed the culprit of the explosion. According to Dark Nest's practice, his wanted poster must have been posted on the board for a long time, right? 】
There was a gentle touch on the head. The young man was stunned, and subconsciously was disturbed by the other party's words.
The leading researcher was very close, with his head lowered and not looking directly at his superior, his outstretched hand just inches away from the document.
【And according to my understanding of daytime...】
The young man spoke softly.
There was a rough touch between his fingertips, and when he withdrew his hand, it remained in "07's" messy hair, without arousing the owner's suspicion.
So the young man raised his lips. He whispered, his tone so gentle it felt deceptive.
But it still reached the ears of the two people nearby.
[Maybe he will come to you on his own initiative.] 】
[Just like last time... witnessing that magnificent explosion once again. 】
and stupidity from the enemy.
There was a sudden loud noise in her ears, turning everything she heard into a continuous buzzing sound, and her mind became empty and her eyes were dark. Only the warm blood from the body was left, spilling all over, contaminating everything of Bai Jie.
The blood splattered on the black robe, or the gold-plated embroidery on the black robe, the cultists' clothing is always full of the smell of rust, but it is difficult to see clearly because of the black fabric and can only be identified by smell. Just like at this moment, the boy's head was completely blown open. The power of the blasting talisman became stronger due to the strength of the user. Without any hesitation, the man who was just blinking was blown to pieces, and his life was destroyed before he could react.
The heavy body staggered and fell to the ground. One after another.
Then the blood sprayed onto the young man's black robe and was completely absorbed, leaving only the uncovered whiteness on the other's face, which was once again stained with crimson and flowed and dripped away.
[Just like this.] 】
The explosive talismans that were placed down at some point exploded one after another, carrying with them a huge amount of energy and rushing madly, engulfing the people and objects here. The important and the unimportant, the essential and the useless, were all swallowed up in the burning smoke and energy fluctuations, and finally turned into ash.
Silver threads interweaving. The survivors' lives were taken away in an instant.
When the smoke and dust settled, a blurry figure of a single person slowly walked out from it. Amid the sounds of crazy banging on the door, he was still able to handle it with ease.
It was a familiar and beautiful face. Black hair, dark pupils, and skin that contrasts white and red.
He is also a young man named "Daytime".
[That’s it.] 】He sighed softly and wiped away the red that had flowed down his cheek.
He stepped over countless corpses, and his hanging black robe was soaked with blood, dripping with blood when he moved. This was really annoying, so he let it fall to the ground and become a mess, revealing the windbreaker and shirt underneath which was still clean and tidy.
The laboratory, which had been invested with huge amounts of money, had exceptionally good protection and was sturdy. Even after experiencing such a disaster, it still remained intact. The gate, which has lost human assistance, requires special means to open, and accordingly, it also takes more time.
Therefore, this moment is absolutely safe amidst danger.
Several doors that received special attention were crumbling, and after the young man kicked them hard, they fell to the ground, revealing a scene inside that could be described as hell on earth.
No matter how good the soundproofing was, this huge explosion, comparable to that of a nuclear bomb, attracted the attention of everyone inside. Even though they were exhausted both physically and mentally, and covered with scars, this group of psychics had to turn around with difficulty, enduring the severe pain and checking the stage where the absorption was not yet complete. Only their eyeballs can move.
The specially made restraints absorbed physical strength all the time. The limbs tied to the experimental table had long since atrophied. Even if one tried to break free, resistance would be impossible. There was an instrument as huge as an entire wall standing upright, with tubes extending out that pierced through the flesh and penetrated deeply into the bodies of the psychics. When they were pulled out, there would surely be a shower of blood.
Bai Ri lowered his eyes and met the gaze of a psychic. In the face of the other person's doubtful gaze, I smiled gently at him.
The next second, surging energy gathered from his palm and hit the running instrument fiercely, cutting off the thick tubes in the process. After they fell to the ground, they pulled the flesh and blood and aroused a hoarse wailing.
The psychic narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man who seemed to have come to save them with his dying breath. The strong smell of blood coming from outside the compartment and the several mutilated corpses also revealed the other side's camp, although the other side's methods were brutal contrary to their appearance.
[Who is this…?] 】This question emerged in my vague consciousness, 【Are you here to save them? 】
A bright yellow talisman was pasted on the psychic's forehead, and the next moment, he almost died from the intense dizziness.
On the eve of fainting, he only felt as if he was thrown into a crowded place, and countless sharp explosions pierced his eardrums.
The smell of disinfectant entered his nose and he lost consciousness.
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