Chapter 1244 Exhibits

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Howson and Churchill continued to move forward. The boy in the third grid room was similar to the situation in the first two grid rooms, except that the number on the forehead of the mask changed to 3.

There were fitness equipment of all sizes in the room. When the two passed by, the boy was lifting dumbbells to exercise his arm muscles. When he saw a stranger outside, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

Churchill gave Howson a hand and hid far away until he could no longer feel the cold gaze before moving on and arriving at the fourth grid room.

The inside is full of books. The boy with the number "4" on his mask and forehead is sitting on the books stacked high, standing on his toes like a ballet dancer, stretching his body, and reciting affectionately: "Ride on the wings of this song Come with me, dear; to the banks of the Ganges, the most beautiful place; the gardens are full of red flowers, the moon is shining; the magnolia waits there, waits for her little sister. Violet whispers with a smile , looking up at the bright stars..."

The two continued to move forward, and the fifth grid room was empty, with only one bed, and an abstract painting beside the bed. In the painting, there was a beauty looking at the red sky and the black moon.

There were two people in the sixth grid room. Seeing the "5" on the forehead of a young man's mask, Churchill was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the guy who should have stayed in the fifth grid room would stop by the door.

It's okay if it's a walk between friends, but the key is that the two teenagers are arguing.

"Don't touch me, you pervert." The fifth boy said in a disgusted tone.

Holding a painting, the sixth boy didn't care about the vicious words of the fifth boy, and said excitedly: "This is called art, this is called a masterpiece, it is so colorful, so unforgettable, and so profound... Much more beautiful than the picture hanging above your bed."

Looking at the dark brown palm prints on the paper and the distorted skull, Churchill shivered.

The fifth boy grabbed the painting, tore it in half, and threw it on the ground.

The sixth boy couldn't accept what was happening in front of him, and shouted frantically, "What did you do...what did you do..."

"Go away, you pervert. Immediately, immediately, disappear from my sight. I don't want to take another look at you."

The sixth boy still held his head, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at the shredded paper on the ground blankly and absently: "Blood...my blood...such beautiful blood..."

At this moment,

A figure came out of the mist, without looking at Churchill and Howson, turned and walked into the grid room, looked at the sixth boy who was on the verge of collapse and the domineering fifth boy and shook his head: "You...why are you arguing again. "

The boy with the number "9" engraved on the forehead of the mask rubbed the head of the sixth boy, squatted down, picked up the shredded papers on the ground very carefully, and said comfortingly: "Leave it to me, I will splice and glue them together." .” After speaking, he looked at the fifth boy: “You should reject him in a more tactful tone, not like you are doing now.”

When the three of them stood together, Howson found a special situation. The boy with "5" and "6" on his forehead had no wings on his back, while the boy with "9" on his forehead had wings on his back, forming a very sharp contrast.

He didn't know what this meant, and he had more doubts about the existence of this hall.

Churchill didn't give him much room to think, and continued to walk forward.

The boy mask in the seventh grid room has the number "7" on his forehead, standing in the center of the room like a sculpture, as if thinking about some major event in life.

The eighth grid room is different from the ones seen before. The furnishings inside are like a miniature movie theater, with a huge curtain the size of the wall showing a classic romance movie.

There is only one spectator below. The mask that was originally worn on the face is placed on the seat next to it. With the dim light, the number "8" can be seen engraved on the forehead.

Holding a bucket of popcorn in his hand, the young man was crying and stuffing it into his mouth vigorously. His tears and snot were mixed with the popcorn, making him look extraordinarily sloppy.

The two did not pause and continued to move forward. When I arrived at the ninth grid room, I found that there was no one there. I thought that the boy with the number "9" engraved on his mask and forehead hadn't come back yet.

When they arrived at the 10th grid room, they found that there were two people in the room, one had wings behind it, the letter "j" was engraved on the forehead of the mask, and the other had no wings behind it, and the number "10" was engraved on the forehead of the mask.

The boy with the number "10" engraved on the forehead of the mask said in a very gossipy tone: "Those two guys are arguing again, I don't know if they will fight... I really hope they fight, then there will be fun to watch, no It is so boring."

"Hey, hey... don't be so cold, okay, I know you're boring too, the room is so dark and you're wearing a mask."

"I wish I could go on vacation to a place with sunny beaches and beautiful waves..."

"By the way, you haven't said whether you like mountains or water, women or men."

"..."

Howson curled his lips: "What I hate the most is talking, buzzing like a fly, don't they know it's annoying?"

Churchill did not speak, his eyes fixed on the face of the boy with the letter "j" tattooed on the forehead of the mask. He always felt a little gloomy, which made people feel a little uneasy, as if there was a poisonous snake hidden behind the mask.

They continued to walk forward, and found that the 11th grid room was pitch black, and the curtains were tightly drawn, so they couldn't see what was going on inside.

There is nothing in the twelfth grid room, it is empty, and it seems to have been abandoned for a long time.

On the wall of the 13th grid room sits a young man without wings. The symbols on the mask are already difficult to recognize, because there are various lines drawn on it, which are more complicated and colorful than Peking Opera facial makeup.

They were looking at him, and he was looking at them, looking curious as to why there were 2 strangers here.

The two of them continued to walk forward without stopping.

Churchill said without turning his head, "Seeing those teenagers...what did you think of?"

Howson has always been rude, but that doesn't mean he has no brains. He pondered for a moment and said, "If I'm not mistaken, they are problem teenagers who were abandoned by their parents and the government."

Churchill nodded, frowned and said, "Don't you think those masks, and the numbers on the forehead of the masks, have a deeper meaning?"

Howson said word by word: "Abyssal Knight..."

"I don't understand, why did they do this? What's the point?" Churchill was puzzled, "This room...is very evil." He used the word "evil" because the scenes he saw along the way On the surface, there was nothing scary about it, the room was clean and everything was real, but when he thought about certain details, he always felt hairy all over his body. It's like... like looking through a window at a wax figure in a wax museum.

Howson nodded: "I also think it's a bit evil."

While talking, the two of them walked a certain distance, the road behind them was covered by smoke, and the boy who painted the mask could no longer be seen, but there was an unusual thing in front of them.

The twelfth grid room was empty, which puzzled the two of them. When they saw the boy with the pure gold mask sitting on the pure gold chair and the letter "q" on the forehead of the mask, they were immediately relieved.

It turns out that the black q is here!

Different from the previous 12 teenagers, the boy Q with the letter "q" engraved on his forehead looked at them and stood up, and said coldly, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Howson said: "My son, what a majesty."

Churchill was not in the mood to tease the boy Q, and asked instead: "Where is this place? What is your relationship with the Abyss Knight?" Their knowledge of the Abyss Knight was limited to Tang Fang's dictation, and they could guess that these boys corresponded to 13 Abyss Knights. It's not easy. As for what this hall is used for, I have no idea at all.

Boy Q walked down the steps step by step, and said loudly, "This is my kingdom."

"Your kingdom?" Howson's mouth twitched slightly, disdainful of boy Q's wild words. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy told them that this was his kingdom, no matter how he looked at it, he felt a sense of disobedience.

He walked quickly towards boy Q, and Churchill pulled him back, but unfortunately he didn't.

Howson walked over, stretched out his fist, and hit boy Q on the head with a bang.

Nothing happened... There was no danger, no resistance, no abnormality, boy Q crouched down with his head in his arms: "You dare to hit me, how dare you hit me..."

"Cut." Howson ignored him, walked up the steps, sat on the golden chair, looked at Churchill below and said, "Well, it feels very good."

Churchill said: "Are you referring to the bullying of children?"

"Don't worry about whether these details are good or not." Howson said: "I'm talking about sitting on a chair and overlooking the scenery ahead, it feels very good."

"I'm more concerned about another thing." Churchill walked around the boy Q with a painful expression, walked up the steps, walked to the front of the golden chair, looked at the console on the chair and said, "It's hard to imagine that there is no enemy ambush here. "

"Maybe you can find the answer on it." While speaking, he moved a little towards the middle of the control panel on the armrest.

"Damn it, you're still so reckless." Churchill didn't think that he would do it as soon as he said so. If the button he touched just now was a self-destruct button, or there was some special verification procedure, the lives of the two of them might be in danger.

Howson didn't speak, just shook the data cable in his hand.

Just when Churchill was puzzled about when he connected to the core of the control panel system, a blue light lit up on the edge of the platform where the golden chair was. A gust of wind blew away the surrounding mist, and the platform where the golden chair was located climbed rapidly towards the sky like a rising mountain peak.

Churchill hastily grasped the armrest to stabilize his body. When he looked towards the sky along Howson's line of sight, a spiral hatch appeared in the place originally surrounded by clouds and mist, and it was rapidly unfolding, allowing the golden chair platform to pass through.

After a few breaths, as the feeling of overweight faded, the platform of the golden chair stopped rising, the sawtooth components below were engaged with the access floor, the blue light at the edge of the platform was dimmed, and the folding stairs unfolded again to meet the front glass floor.

Churchill looked at the huge structure at the core of the room, not knowing what to say.

Seen from a distance, it is a huge cylinder, with green grids jumping up and down on the surface, changing in different combinations, radiating light of different brightness, and extending to places invisible to the sky.

But the most noticeable thing is a transparent section 5 meters above the ground. Through the outer wall of glass material, you can see that it is filled with white and blue energy, which flickers slowly like a breathing light.

Under the transparent area, there are 7 special containers that are close to the cylinder. From the appearance, it looks like a mummy coffin, but the style is very different, full of electronic and mechanical sense, rather than civil structure.

Howson walked down the steps, walked forward, and suddenly looked down with a surprised expression.

Looking down from the transparent glass, you can clearly see the white space you experienced just now, Boys Q, Boys K, Boys J, Boys 10... and those grid rooms come into view one by one.

Boy 9 is still reasoning with Boy 5 and Boy 6, Boy 8 has a few more waste paper towels under his feet, Boy 2 leaves the grid room, and walks briskly on the road leading to the distance...

Standing here and looking down, as if looking at another world from one world, it feels unreal.

Churchill did not pay too much attention to the movement of the lower space. He focused his attention on the transparent glass in the middle of the column, and suddenly remembered something-those energy clusters composed of blue and white light of different shades, much like a brain image .

Could it be... this is the unique quantum computer of the Anubis Legion?

He suddenly remembered the operation method of the Hades-class destroyer and Hades-class aircraft carrier, and wondered whether the structure of the seven mummified coffins below was a special driving position, with soldiers from the Anubis Legion inside, and unconsciously clenched the guns in his hands, putting on guard gesture walked over.

But all the way to the semi-circular control platform in front of the cylindrical structure, they were not intercepted by the enemy.

After looking at the display on the main control panel, Churchill connected the data cable of the power armor to the computer port and uploaded the virus program provided by Emma.

Perhaps because of the limited conditions of the space station, the firewall of the console is far less powerful than that of the Hades-class aircraft carrier. It took 15 minutes for the virus program to break through the firewall of the console and obtain the highest authority.

When he pressed the wake-up button, he called up the data about the system introduction from a pile of documents, and after browsing only a small part of the content, cold sweat oozed from his forehead and rolled down his temples.

He finally figured out why he had a very evil feeling when he was in the lower space, because the roles played by the boys Q, Boy K and others were the wax figures in the window.

To put it simply, the white space below is similar to a showroom. Boys Q, Boys K and others are the collections of Black Q...collections with living attributes, just like the various Barbie dolls collected by a little girl, like a little girl Various transformers collected by the boy.

These teenagers were all shaped according to the personality traits of the abyss knights in Heiq's impression, so they looked so awkward, as if the moving robots in the wax museum had only expressive power and no soul. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.