Chapter 2207 Virus Invasion

in Petersburg,

There is only a huge black triangular long table in the circular meeting room. The deacon who looks like a teenager sits at the top of the triangle, and the other deacons sit on both sides according to their ranks.

Others stood farther behind the sides, orderly.

There was an anxious and depressed atmosphere in the air, no one spoke, everyone's deep and shallow breathing could be clearly heard in the quiet and empty conference room, and the slight friction sound of clothes when moving their bodies.

The eyes of all the deacons were focused on the center of the conference table, no one looked up, and they were not even willing to move their eyes.

The black metal tabletop, the gray mirrored floor, and the transparent walls set off each other, and the tense faces of the deacons were reflected everywhere, and you could see the ugly faces of others as soon as you lowered your head.

sand, sand, sand,

A group of small flames rose up, and the bright red halo cast an orange light on the black tabletop. The eerie shadow was elongated, and it flickered like a palm tightly holding people's hearts, making people feel breathless. Sleepy.

"The fire will be extinguished and then rekindled. This is just a natural process of alternation. Why should you worry too much?"

Still no one spoke a word.

"look up."

In the silent conference room, the voice of the deacon seemed to be echoed, and it exploded in the ears of the deacons like thunder, "Look up and see clearly."

The mental pressure was like a mountain, and everyone in the conference room did not dare to neglect, and raised their heads in unison.

Through the transparent ceiling, you can see the dripping raindrops. The black rainwater gathers and flows down the shape of the roof, and the jet black washes against the ceiling continuously, like a huge black curtain. Even if you can't hear it, it's still hard to smile easily while watching the rain fall.

"After the cleaning, we will have a lot of aftermath work to deal with. Everyone, please show your best state and discuss how to manage Peters City better and how to maintain the stability of Peters City."

The deacon's words were neither too fast nor too slow, and the volume was not high, but it was as if a heavy hammer hit the hearts of everyone present. Their minds were buzzing, and the core of their spiritual power was hot, but cold sweat was oozing out from their backs. .

"Yes, Master Deacon."

"Let's start now. If there is anything that needs to be discussed, make preparations in advance." Following the words of the chief deacon, the little flame was still flickering red light above the conference table.

"My lord, the space turbulence caused by the suspension of the imperial capital above the city has caused many gaps to appear. The first thing to do after cleaning is to repair the gaps."

"good."

The deacon glanced at the crowd, smiled encouragingly, and stretched out his hand to signal, "That's it, come up with a plan, I believe you are all willing to work hard for the stability of Peters City."

"The cleaning will be over when the next cycle day starts, and residents need to be arranged to restart"

The discussion seems to be on the right track, about space cracks, about aliens, about how to remedy, many details need to be discussed and detailed plans are made.

Those who had seats at the conference table started a seemingly lively discussion, while the people standing two or three rows behind them were not qualified to speak.

There are deacons' assistants, meeting recorders, and the outermost guards and robots. As the discussion unfolds, the desolation and depression seem to be less.

Just when the atmosphere was getting normal, the fire on the table suddenly went out and did not light up again. Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at the head deacon sitting at the head of the table, and their bodies tensed up nervously, not knowing what they did wrong.

The head deacon looked down, closed his eyes, and the originally leisurely smile on his face disappeared.

"Master Deacon?"

"There is a virus invasion, do you know what to do this time?"

With a bang the flames lit up again.

Flames shot up from the tabletop, and the flames stretched into whips. Small fire beads shot down from the door of the meeting room in a string, bypassing the squares in the air, and reaching the bottom floor.

"ah"

With a cry of pain, the moment a figure appeared, it turned into a streak of gray-black ashes and scattered when the second tongue of flame approached.

"Master Deacon, are these also aliens?"

"Search, immediately seal off the entire building, notify all other areas, and seal off the entire area for search."

Bionic guards poured out as a search warrant was issued.

With a wave of the director's hand, a light curtain appeared in front of the conference table, and the monitoring screens of various districts unfolded. The signs representing aliens that had disappeared after cleaning reappeared, and at this moment reappeared, the number far exceeded expectations.

"How come there are so many people?"

"Where did they come from, why didn't the alarm go off?"

"Hey, these people seem to be wearing concealment equipment. If they hadn't entered the headquarters building, they might not have been discovered for a while."

"Are these people the same as the previous aliens?"

"Whether it is or not, clean them up." The smile on the face of the deacon became brighter, "I don't want any virus to interfere with the operation of Peters City before the start of the next cycle day, do you understand?"

"Yes, my lord."

Various departments of the Supervisory Committee began to work nervously.

On the other side, people who had just successfully entered the building of the Supervisory Committee sneaked in from different directions.

Black shadows rushed in, and some people did not look for the entrance or exit after entering the office building, or used equipment to open the way, but directly passed through the wall.

It's as if the surrounding obstacles don't exist at all, and the body is just air, a phantom.

This group of people shuttled between the office buildings, and the physical space of their bodies was constantly changing. The search team passed by them without realizing it, passing by as if they hadn't seen anything.

One of the investigators involved in the search stood still, but he suddenly stopped, put one hand on his chest, and looked around vigilantly.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Hush" the investigator signaled his companion to stop the sound, the air flowed, the free elements surged, and the energy fluctuated. Everything slowed down and became extremely clear.

After the long-haired investigator signaled to everyone behind him, two teams of bionic guards were on standby and put on alert.

Guards armed with live ammunition ready to go.

In a space invisible to everyone, a group of people stood less than ten centimeters away from the investigator, and half of one of them overlapped with the investigator.

The position where the investigator was clutching his chest happened to be at the position of his heart. Just realizing this, Hei Ying's heart tightened, but it was too late to move.

Puchi!

The investigator's hand was full of red light, and he stabbed it into the chest. The onlookers were dumbfounded and exclaimed "Mark, you!"

Before the words fell, the red light in Marco's hand was pulled out, and his hands were covered with blood. To his surprise, Mark was not injured.

The black shadow fell to the ground, and the blood was pouring out, and the surrounding area was soaked in a pool of blood red.

"The gloves given by the deacon are really easy to use."

"What did you see?" Another investigator stepped forward and saw a man lying on the ground bleeding profusely.

"It's not just this one." Before the words finished, others had already rushed out.

At this time, the other black shadows started to speed up immediately after holding their breath and waiting for the state to change.

"Scatter immediately"

"He can't see us, don't love to fight, put the task first."

After receiving the order, all the shadows spread around.

There are not many people who can perceive these two spaces. Mark has no skills at all, so he can only choose to specialize in one place and clean them up one by one. "

As the investigator who was personally trained and promoted by the deacon, if the deacon said that these people were viruses, then they were viruses, and there was no room for hesitation.

One, two, three, took out a tissue with his left hand and wiped his bloody right hand, three of them have been solved, but Mark knew that the virus was more than these.

Mark is only responsible for killing the virus, and other people will naturally handle the follow-up cleaning work.

From the first floor to the eighteenth floor, these viruses invaded so fast that it was too late for Mark alone to deal with it.

On the other side, the situation of the people who came from the Imperial Capital was also not good. Although they knew that the action was dangerous, they lost several important members before entering the headquarters building before they could get close to the mission target.

There is no hesitation, no pause, the action is still going on, and everyone is performing their duties. Everyone who enters the headquarters building has different tasks on their shoulders.

These well-trained people will not waver even when they watch their companions die in front of them.

In another building, in an ordinary dwelling, a family huddled on the sofa.

A red-haired young explorer sat on the other side of the sofa with a bald man covered in tattoos whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Why are you frightening them?"

The tattooed bald head ignored the red-haired question. As before, the tattooed bald head never said a word when he was around the red-haired young man and only did what he should do.

The redhead looked away and turned to the family of three, "Don't be afraid, we are not bad people."

Basically, those who say this line without changing their face are probably not good people.

The red-haired youth opened his mouth and finally said nothing.

The other people in this room were busy with their affairs at hand, the redhead stood up from the sofa, looked out from the window of this room, there was nothing but the illusory scene played on the window.

The black rain was still falling outside, and the Peters City Supervisory Committee did not allow anyone to go out, but in fact it did not really seal and close all the entrances and exits.

If people who really have the heart, have doubts about the mandatory ban, or are awakened from hypnosis and decide to go out, what will greet them will not be the bright morning sun, but only the cold black rain.

For the deacon, this is also one of the ways to clean up potential instability.

Such people will not be the majority in the crowd after all.

Thinking of the task given by the leader, the red-haired sighed and remained silent. The tattooed bald head beside him was not a member of the unknown explorer group but was assigned to him by the leader.

Redhead still couldn't figure out what the head of the group wanted to do, but he was sure of one thing, the tattooed bald head must have received a different task from him.

Mo Ye is in this city.

"You want to know if Mo Ye is in Peters City?"

The tattooed bald man who never took the initiative to speak suddenly turned his head to look at the red-haired young man, "What are you going to do when you find out?"

The dark pupils firmly locked on the red-haired explorer.

"Are you a bug, the kind that thinks it can get into the human brain?"

With a tattooed bald head and a cold face, "You'd better pray that I'm not."

"Are you really sent by the regiment leader to monitor me?" The red-haired young man sneered and laughed angrily.

The tattooed bald man stopped talking, and his dark eyes were like an abyss that made people dare not look directly.

The light screen in front of the two trembled and flickered, and soon a picture came. So far, they have lost 30 people, and the remaining people are less than half. It is unknown whether they can finally complete the task.

"The task assigned by the head must be completed."

Cold sweat seeped from his back, could this person really be able to read minds?

The red-haired young man knew that he was only one of the links in the whole set of missions, but why was he, why was he sent instead of someone else, he was still sent here even though he had lost basic trust, the reason why he had to be sent?

There is always a reason behind the leader's actions, but this time he couldn't guess the reason, and even had a faint reluctance to guess in his heart.

At this time, a correspondent approached the tattooed bald head, "Report, everyone is in their positions and ready."

Judging from the light screen display, the people arranged by the group leader have arrived at the designated coordinates, but he still doesn't know why he did this.

Every step and every plan are separated and executed by different people. Only the head of the group knows how the overall plan is put together.

People from the unnamed explorer group have infiltrated in all districts of Peters City. This kind of infiltration started from the first day the Imperial Capital Star appeared in the sky above Peters City.

The red-haired young man leaned on the sofa, looked at the terrified and angry family of three on the opposite side, sighed again, turned his eyes, and heard the sound of rain in his ears, and if everything was ready, he would soon know what the head of the group was planning up.

Mo Ye is somewhere in Peters City. Do you want to contact her? How can you contact her? Even if you can contact him, what can he say? In a blink of an eye, he saw the bald head tattoo. Thinking of what the other party said before, his body jerked Shiver shivered.

Then he restrained himself and remained silent. Only then did he figure out why the regiment leader sent him here to carry out the mission.

"I believe you will be able to complete the task." When the group leader said this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his determined eyes appeared in his mind, and he suddenly wanted to understand the group leader's intention.

Only him, only him.

This is probably what the leader wanted him to do, to find a way to contact Mo Ye.

He is probably the only one who would have such an idea. The nameless explorer group has long existed in name only. At least for him, the people he was familiar with have left one by one, and there are many people he has never seen and is not familiar with. Everything has changed.

The head of the regiment said that he knew every member of the regiment, which was true.

Guessed his every thought.

With a tattooed bald head, I didn't know when I stood up, bent down, and a strange green light flashed in my dark eyes, "Your mission, haven't you started yet?"

The red-haired young man's body stiffened slightly, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"The leader wants you to remember your mission, do you need me to remind you what to do now?"

The young man in red was dazed for a moment, confused as to what the mission was referring to.