"I'm leaving." The woman said softly.
"…Why? What about me?"
"Wait here. The master seems to only want to see you."
After saying that, she winked at Shi Wanyun and turned to walk towards the elevator.
Shi Wanyun wanted to reach out and grab her and ask her some more questions, but the fear she had just felt made her body a little weak.
Coupled with the lingering feeling of fear in her heart, she couldn't move a step and could only watch the woman walk into the elevator.
As the elevator door closed, she saw a hint of encouragement in the woman's eyes as she looked at her.
This made her feel a little relieved.
It seems that the woman was ordered to leave?
Shi Wanyun took a deep breath and turned to look at the hall again.
And at this moment, her gaze froze.
Her lips trembled slightly, and her legs even went weak, causing her to sit down on the ground.
Her vision became blurry, and the horrific thing she saw was obscured by the figure.
Suddenly she came to her senses, looked away abruptly, and gasped for breath.
"……Ha ha……"
Even her breathing was trembling violently.
What did she just see?
monster.
An indescribable monster.
An indescribable monster was sitting on the dark blue movable chair.
She didn't know how to describe the monster's appearance.
Because that was a monster that couldn't even appear in her imagination.
Dozens of eyeballs, each the size of a walnut, were densely packed together, as if squeezed out of her body, all staring at her.
Each eye has a power even stronger than the eyeballs on the chair just now.
At that moment, she felt an extreme fear that she had never felt in her life.
Her blurred vision was obscured by the tears that were caused by the fear at that moment.
…
Having said this, Shi Wanyun could no longer hold on.
She grabbed Xu Xin's arm tightly, curled up, and no longer cared about her image.
Just recalling the situation at that time made her speechless.
No matter how Xu Xin tried to persuade her, even slapping her face with all his strength, she still didn't calm down.
...This is really...
Xu Xin felt a little helpless.
What's going on?
Is it that scary?
What did she see?
A Cthulhu monster from another dimension that makes your sanity plummet?
However, her fear at this moment was real. Xu Xin could feel that it was not that she didn't want to speak, but the fear caused by the memories made her speechless for a while.
It's hard to imagine how terrified she was at that time.
Forget it, he should take this time to sort out the information he just got.
In fact, from the beginning, a guess suddenly popped up in Xu Xin's mind.
Lingering.
He felt that he might have discovered the truth of the matter.
"I have a guess," he said softly. "Listen and see if it makes sense."
Shi Wanyun still held his arm and looked up at him.
Her eyes were a little dazed at this moment, and there were two lines of tears on her face.
Is she really afraid?
Xu Xin shook his head and began to tell his guess.
Thousands of years ago, alien invaders invaded this planet and almost wiped out all humans.
Thousands of years later, for some unknown reason, these alien invaders needed a large number of high-quality ordinary humans.
But at this time on Earth, there are no ordinary humans anymore.
The running dogs left behind during the invasion have long been genetically modified and can no longer be considered normal human beings.
Thus, the Survivor Project was born.
They travel back to the past when humans still existed, select humans from various points in time, and send them into the future to play this absurd survival game.
As for the intention of this game, it is very clear, which is to continue to purify this group of humans.
What they need is high-quality humans, not the waste among humans.
These relatively high-quality humans are the ones who survived this survival game.
These people were allowed to build a city and live in it on this planet that originally belonged to them. They began to reproduce and pass on their relatively high-quality genes from generation to generation.
But in reality, these humans still do not meet the standards required by these alien invaders.
In other words, the first batch of survivors met the standards, but their number was too small to meet the demand.
The number of the second, third, and fourth batches of survivors did increase, but the quality declined.
So, the second level of selection began.
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