Chapter 2377 Turbulence

As one of the referees of the Rising Stars Tournament, Angell is more familiar with Reynolds's fighting level.

Although the gossip magazines often focus on "luck" when talking about Reynolds's games, this is just a bias of public opinion. Readers like to see gimmicks, and ordinary battles are naturally not as interesting as John's counterattack.

But as long as you think about it carefully, you will understand that if Reynolds is only lucky, he will not be able to stand on the stage of the Rising Stars Tournament.

Reynolds himself also has a very strong fighting ability.

Even if he only talks about melee ability, he is not much weaker than Nausicaa. Although his ranking is not too high in the end, there are some unavoidable objective factors.

Reynolds dare not and cannot use soul weapons in the game, and many of Reynolds's fighting systems are centered around soul weapons. Without soul weapons, his strength will drop by half.

After using soul weapons, Angell felt that he could enter the top ten of the Rising Stars Tournament.

For comparison, Reynolds can be in the top ten when fighting with all his strength, while the top 30 in the laboratory are stronger than him... This means that the top 30 people, in this era, except for the formal wizards, have already stood at the peak of the wave of extraordinary people.

Although they are only wizard apprentices, the organization behind them can cultivate so many powerful top apprentices.

"Has the strength of No. 30 reached the peak of apprentices?" Nice pondered for a moment and asked Reynolds: "Then are there any formal wizards among them?"

"Yes." Reynolds said with certainty: "No. 03, No. 02, No. 01, although I have not seen the strength of these three, but from the attitude of other numbered personnel around them, and other signs, it can be shown that they have reached the level of formal wizards."

Nice frowned slightly: "There are actually three formal wizards, this foundation is quite deep. However, if they are formal wizards, they should not be so anonymous... ...Do they have official nicknames or names?"

Reynolds shook his head: "Maybe, but I don't know. We call them by their numbers."

"What do they look like?"

Reynolds shook his head again: "They always wear hoods. I have never had close contact with them when I was awake... I only know that except for No. 03 who is a woman, the other two are men."

When he was an experimental living body, he had close contact on the experimental table, but when he lay on the experimental table, he basically lost his normal thinking ability and could not remember the other person's appearance at all.

Nice: "Three official wizards with unknown faces. Will they be local wizards in the South Region? Or are they from other places... Or, numbers 01, 02, and 03 are just their private identities. Do they have other identities in public?"

Nice couldn't guess the other party's identity, so he could only give up for the time being and signaled Reynolds to continue.

"In addition to these three, there is another place that may need attention." Reynolds hesitated for more than ten seconds before speaking: "I heard about this from No. 11."

Reynolds briefly introduced No. 11.

He is one of the few moderates in the laboratory, or at least he is moderate on the surface, and his attitude towards their experimental subjects is relatively friendly.

No. 11 has a well-known hobby, and he has no resistance to Mana Algae Powder.

So, the tools starting with No. x often bribe No. 11 with Mana Algae Powder, and learn from him the recent task trends and which tasks are more difficult and can be avoided as soon as possible.

After No. 11 inhaled Mana Algae Powder, he was like a drunk person, with basically no control over his mouth, and often revealed a lot of secret information.

Once, Reynolds learned a secret about the laboratory from No. 11 who was "high".

Above No. 01, there is also No. 00.

"This is what No. 11 said himself, but after he said it, he seemed to feel something was wrong and immediately shut up. No matter how we asked, he stopped talking."

Reynolds: "This is the first time I've heard of No. 00. I've never seen him before."

"No. 00, it sounds like a secret existence." Nice murmured to himself.

"I don't know whether No. 00 really exists. However, even if there is No. 00, the other party should not be in the laboratory."

Reynolds has lived in the laboratory for decades. He has seen all the numbers, whether far or near, but there is definitely no No. 00. If he hadn't accidentally heard No. 11 talk about it, he wouldn't have thought about it at all.

"If No. 00 really exists, according to the division of strength, it is estimated that it will be the strongest among all the numbered characters." Nice looked at Angel: "No matter what, we still have to pay attention, so as not to overturn because of our carelessness."

Angel nodded, remembered the situation of No. 00, and then asked some questions about the people with higher numbers. However, Reynolds knew very little, and the first number rarely appeared, so there was no way to collect information, so he had to give up.

In the question and answer, the time came to noon.

"The time is up." Angel closed the case of the pocket watch, "Now it depends on whether the ocean current will really change."

While speaking, Angel extended his mental tentacles out of the force field, and sensed the changes in the ocean currents by the shaking of the tentacles in the gentle waves.

However, the spiritual tentacles were swaying from side to side like the long brown algae on the seabed.

From a macro perspective, the ocean current has a general direction, but when focusing on one place, the ocean current will be very chaotic, moving left and right. In Angel's mind, the direction of the ocean current was a single arrow, and at this time, these single arrows were pointing in any direction, swaying like dancing ribbons, making it impossible to determine the specific direction.

Angel talked about this situation, and Reynolds said: "This is a normal phenomenon. Don't worry. The changes in the sea currents that determine the location of the laboratory are very obvious and are not affected by these details."

“Whenever it appears, it must be felt.”

Seeing that Reynolds' words were so certain, Angel felt that this was somewhat inconsistent with the laws of nature, but thinking about it... Talking about the laws of nature in the Devil's Sea, wasn't it a joke?

What's more, this is also a restricted fog zone in the Devil's Sea.

Any abnormal phenomena may occur here. Now that Reynolds is confident, let's wait and see what happens.

Everyone stopped talking, each using different methods, waiting for the change of the sea current.

Time passed minute by minute, and the change in the current had not yet occurred, but the quiet atmosphere was broken... by Dan Gross.

Dangros didn't say anything, he just kept rubbing and making some rustling noises.

Angel turned his head and looked over, and it immediately stopped. Without looking at it, it started to continue again, as if it was deliberately making some noise to refresh its sense of existence.

When they got to the back, Toby became impatient and shouted at Dangros who was hanging on the Bloody Night Shelter.

"Jigujigu"

When Dangros faced Toby, he naturally acted like a dog: "Master Toby, do you have anything to tell me?"

However, Dangross and Toby had their own language isolation, and Dangross couldn't understand what Toby was saying at all.

Angel could only help Toby translate: "It is greeting you kindly. What were you doing before?"

Of course, what Toby calls "kindness" is Angel's polite embellishment when interpreting.

Dangros hesitated for a moment and then said: "I, I was..."

Before the stuttering Dangros could finish his words, there was a sudden buzz in the distance. Angel immediately made a "silence" gesture to Dangros and began to listen.

The buzzing sound is not coming from sea beasts. But the sound of the sea, the hum of the sea.

"It's coming! It's coming!" Reynolds also floated up at this time, facing the direction where the buzzing sound came from, and shouted in surprise.

As his words fell, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the distance and quickly approached their location.

At first Angel thought it was the purple giant beast coming back with the buzzing sound, but after taking a closer look, he realized that the black shadows were not living things. In other words, it is not all creatures in the sea, but a special phenomenon of flying sand and rocks formed when various sand, dust and gravel particles are raised and rolled in with the rolling sea currents.

Along with the incoming black shadow, the flying sand and the tiny mayfly creatures came towards the face.

"So this is the ocean current." Angel thought to himself. No wonder Reynolds said that the direction of the laboratory can be determined by the ocean current. This ocean current is really too conspicuous.

"Let's go." Angel maintained the force field and headed upstream against the crazy surge.

The ocean currents flowed wildly on the bottom of the sea, dust was everywhere they passed, and corals were shattered all over the place, just like a hurricane passing by.

On the sea surface, huge waves formed one after another.

It looks very crazy and very dangerous.

But for Angel and others, such a scene is really nothing. In terms of danger, it is not even comparable to the sea wall that Angel encountered before.

They moved quickly along the direction of the current.

In the middle, they inevitably encountered some sea beasts washed by the current, but these sea beasts could not even resist the current, let alone pose a threat to Angel and the others.

The roaring current lasted for more than ten minutes before it began to calm down slightly.

However, even if the sea surface became relatively calm, the currents on the bottom of the sea were still very turbulent and could continue to point them in a clear direction.

After struggling for about half an hour, they arrived at a patchy sea area filled with dust.

"I seem to have some impression of the landscape here. It should not be far from the laboratory." It was Nausicaa who spoke. Through the faint light of the force field, she saw the general environment around her, and then she made a certain judgment.

After Nausicaa finished speaking, she looked at Reynolds, trying to seek Reynolds' approval. However, Reynolds' expression was slightly dazed.

"Reynolds, what's wrong with you?" Nausicaa asked.

It took Reynolds a while to come back to his senses: "It's nothing, I...I was just thinking that this place is very close to the laboratory, but I still don't feel anything."

Reynolds looked into the distance, as if through the turbid seawater, he saw the underwater laboratory full of steel bars and machinery: "I have some doubts. Is my body really in the laboratory?"

Reynolds' question reminded everyone of the two prophecy hints given by the Mayan witch in the Wilderness of Dreams.

"Your physical body is in a cold environment, and may even be frozen. This kind of freezing is beneficial to your physical body."

"Around your body, I hear human whispers."

According to their speculation on the two prophetic hints, Reynolds's body should have been rescued by someone, and there is a great possibility that Reynolds's body is in a scene similar to "healing ice coffin".

Because of this speculation and the fact that there are no human settlements nearby, they all agree that Reynolds's body should have been picked up by someone in the laboratory. After all, in the known environment of the fog belt, only the laboratory can perfectly meet the two prophetic hints.

But now it is very close to the laboratory. According to the natural attraction of the body to the soul, Reynolds should have a vague sense. But the reality is that Reynolds still has no perception, which is a bit strange.

"... Maybe there are magic patterns in the laboratory that interfere with perception." Nausicaa said.

Reynolds: "If that's the case, then it's okay."

I'm afraid that they actually guessed wrong and Reynolds's body is not in the laboratory.

Reynolds shook his head and put aside his worries for the time being. Regardless of whether his body was in the lab or not, he had to go to the lab to remove the mark of his soul.

He would discuss everything after he got to the lab.

Reynolds cheered up again, looked around, and said to everyone: "We are about to enter the patrol area of ​​the guards, we have to be careful."

"Although there are no guards around here, there are some herded sea beasts patrolling. The strength of these sea beasts should not be underestimated."

At this point, Reynolds sighed softly: "If we had not been discovered by the monster left by No. 17 at that time, we could follow the previous rules of herding sea beasts, avoid their routes in advance, and sneak into the laboratory secretly."

"Now that they are alert, they will definitely change the path of the sea beasts. It will be difficult to sneak in without alarming them."

As soon as Reynolds sighed, he heard a cold snort: "Who told you it's difficult?"

It was Nice who spoke. He glanced at Reynolds and said: "That's because your strength is not good. If you really want to conceal the sea beasts, there are many ways."

After Nice said that, he was ready to show a soul-based concealment ability, but before it could move, a circle of air ripples appeared around them. Then, their figures, smells, and all the remaining pheromones disappeared.

Even the glimmer of the force field was hidden.

"This is... an illusion."

The one who released it was undoubtedly Angel.

Nice wanted to complain, but Angel ignored him and looked straight into the distance.

Nice hesitated and followed Angel's line of sight.

The naked eye still couldn't see anything, except for the darkness and the dust.

However, through the fluctuations of the water flow, Nice clearly sensed that a large creature was swimming towards them...