3 days later.

Dongshan Province, Tengzhou City.

During the Eastern Zhou Dynasty in ancient China, a very subversive genius appeared here.

In his youth, he worked as a shepherd and learned carpentry.

After that, he wore straw sandals and walked around the world.

Afterwards, he recruited many disciples and founded a powerful independent school.

He then delved into science and proposed epistemology, logic, cosmology, mathematics, and ingenious wooden mechanisms.

After his death, his thoughts have a long history and he was honored as the "Saint of Science" by later generations.

On the shore of Weishan Lake, 150 kilometers away from Tengzhou.

Surrounded by green mountains and rippling lake water, it is like a green mirror of the earth.

A huge 30-meter-high statue stands in the middle of the lake.

It was an ancient old man who was holding a cane, traveling on his way to school, and looked exhausted.

There are four words written below: Master Mozi.

A gentle breeze blew by.

The tranquil lake water suddenly ripples, and a straight, thin line suddenly runs through the center of Weishan Lake.

Then the lake split into two in the middle.

These turned out to be two movable cabin doors, covering an area of ​​1,000 meters in radius, equipped with a silent device and a water recovery device.

The lake water thus separated, forming a silent waterfall separating the two banks.

The entire Weishan Lake is one entrance.

The entrance to a huge underground base.

In the air.

There was a rhythm of light, and after several flashes, a white ark aircraft slowly appeared, turning off its scene-reflecting camouflage.

Falling quietly and silently into the entrance of Weishan Lake.

The lake then closed up, as if nothing had happened.

Below.

It is a huge cylindrical space with a depth of 400 meters and a diameter of several hundred meters.

The lights are bright and the place is crowded with people.

Full of high-tech equipment.

On the spiral staircases, disciples dressed in classical black robes were busy working.

The Ark aircraft landed on the tarmac.

The hatch slowly opened, and a young man in a white robe, with his hands folded across his chest, slowly walked out.

The disciples around nodded, "Greetings, the great master!"

The young man in white robe smiled in return and led his followers directly to the deepest secret room.

On the way.

The young man said bitterly: "Jiuli, I have been very anxious recently. I feel like Brother Liu wants to kill me."

Mo Jiuli was quite helpless, "Liu Shizi is not that kind of person."

The boy was still worried, "I'd better count my body, otherwise I won't be able to rest assured."

Mo Jiuli really didn't know what to say.

Who told you to do this?

He shook his head slightly, took a few steps forward, and used the biometric system to open the heavy gate.

The rooms inside are extremely spacious.

It is 20 meters high.

The walls on both sides are lined with glass cabinets that are one meter tall and filled with technological circuits.

in.

In the yellow liquid, naked human bodies are soaked!

There are hundreds of them!

It's like an underground tomb, so weird and creepy!

Mo Yu looked at these 'bodies' and felt extremely relieved.

He walked slowly into the room.

Passing by a bed covered with white cloth, he opened it with one hand, revealing a pale-faced young man who had been dead for a long time.

The appearance of this young man is as if they were carved from the same mold as Mo Yu, the similarity is 100%!

Mo Yu looked sad, looked at the bloody hole on the boy's chest, and said softly: "Is there still hope?"

A Mohist disciple who was guarding the room stepped forward and nodded, saying, "It has suffered irreversible damage and is now useless."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"well"

Mo Yu sighed, put his hands in his sleeves, and looked up at the whole room, "Fortunately, I have many brothers."

Just see.

In the hundreds of glass cabins in this room, there is a body sleeping with eyes closed, and they all look exactly like Mo Yu! Hundreds of Mo Yu! Mo Yu continued to walk forward and came to the center of the room, where there was a metal cylinder, as thick as a person's arms.

laugh.

A metal door on the column suddenly opened.

Revealing another glass cabin hidden inside.

The scene inside is even more terrifying.

It turned out to be a complete human brain, floating in the yellow liquid. Every area of ​​the brain was inserted with countless hair-thin steel needles, and countless wires connected the ends of the steel needles to the top-level computing processor nearby.

The most creepy thing is.

This brain is alive! It can be seen moving faintly, and there are various artificial blood vessels underneath, supplying it with blood and nutrients.

Mo Yu moved his gaze.

Looking at the nameplate below the brain, it reads: 1945-1978, ninth generation giant, Mo Yu.

Mo Yu stared at the brain and said in a trance: "As long as you are alive, I will not die."

immediately.

Mo Yu turned around, and the metal pillars quickly closed, turning into an airtight iron barrel.

"Mo Jiuli, check how many spare bodies I have."

The young man in white robe walked slowly in the house, passing by one glass cabin after another. Once he approached one, the 'Mo Yu' in it suddenly opened its eyes, looked at him, and then fell asleep.

Mo Jiuli flipped through the computer data and said thoughtfully: "Including yourself, we still have 235 clones."

Mo Yu nodded and chuckled, "That's enough, very solid."

Mo Yu, who had just relaxed a little, suddenly froze, "Wait? 235? Why does this number look so familiar? I think I've heard it somewhere before!"

Mo Jiuli stepped forward slowly, looking a little unnatural, "Master, Jiuli does remember this number."

Mo Yu suddenly had a bad feeling and frowned, "What's going on? Tell me directly."

Mo Jiuli coughed twice, "235, this number comes from Liu Dishizi. When he attended your funeral, he said that his black shirt was specially bought and cost him 235 yuan."

After a pause, Mo Jiuli continued, "He also said that if he finds out that you've cheated on him, he'll beat you up 235 times."

Hiss. Mo Yu opened his eyes wide, and suddenly felt a chill all over his body! He thought of a horrible fact!

This 235!

Brother Liu's words are full of ulterior motives. Does he know my secret? !

If you beat me up 235 times, wouldn't all my spare bodies be scrapped and I be completely dead? ? ? No chance of survival for me at all? ! Is it so cruel? It's just a little prank that makes people feel happy physically and mentally, is it that serious?

Looking at Mo Yu’s pale face.

Mo Jiuli coughed lightly, "Master, don't worry. Maybe this is just a coincidence. When Liu Shizi bought the shirt, he just spent 235 yuan."