Chapter 254: The Absurd Suggestions of Hungry Ghosts at the End of the World (for the Leader of the Mist Snake)

Chapter 254: Absurd Suggestions of "Hungry Ghosts' End of the World" (Additional Update for the Leader of the Mist Snake)

Special Ward of the Military Fortress.

The alloy gates were closed layer by layer, and the clean and tidy high-end ward soon returned to silence.

The old man leaning on the bed and wearing a hospital gown put down the book in his hand, turned slowly and faced the commander-in-chief Schubert who rushed over.

Then, he showed a very strange smile: because of the partial nerve failure of the facial skin, his smile always left people with a treacherous impression of a smile on the surface but not on the body.

But Schubert didn't care about these details and said straight to the point:

"I believe it now. What you said is not crazy talk, nor is it perfunctory to the empire."

When he said these words, his face was tense and his eyes were bright, and he did not let himself show the fatigue and anxiety of facing countless dangerous groups.

And the old man called Dr. Hemmit still kept smiling.

"Thank you," he responded politely, "something worse has finally happened, hasn't it?"

Schubert then patiently told the old man in concise language about the strange "migration" incident that was happening around the North Sea.

He negotiated with the other party in a very kind manner:

"You are right, Doctor, I apologize for my previous arbitrary behavior."

"Our military fortresses and even the entire world are being hunted by those dangerous species. Their danger level is far greater than that of the crawlers, and even beyond our cognitive scope!"

"So, Dr. Hemmit, oh no..."

Commander-in-Chief Schubert actually showed a trace of embarrassment at this moment, and changed his words:

"Now I need to call you 'Dr. Kate'. Can I hear your thoughts on this matter?"

...

Talia rushed out of the observation room and rushed to the internal monitoring room of the Operations Department.

She was using her personal relationship to plead for the internal video from an hour ago.

"Please, let me take a look. Victor disappeared during this chaotic time, and he still has injuries on his body..."

"You know the rules, you have to report first."

The colleague on duty looked gloomy, as if he didn't care about life and death.

"Don't do that, he will be punished, please~"

Talia blinked and stuffed cigarettes into her colleague's pocket.

Tobacco has become a rare thing after the disaster, and only investigators on missions can get this kind of scarce goods.

"Okay, you'd better hurry." The colleague who received the benefit looked around and seemed to believe that no one would care about the details of these procedures at this time.

"Thank you!"

Talia nimbly slipped into the monitoring room and began to retrieve the internal monitoring with ease.

As the monitoring windows unfolded in front of her, Talia felt vaguely uneasy.

Victor, Victor, I hope nothing happens...

Her eyes quickly scanned the surveillance windows one by one, but unfortunately she was not a super-species player, and did not have the super vision of a bug license holder, so she could not really read ten lines at a glance.

However, she still found the familiar figure.

But this discovery did not bring her any joy.

In the video recording of the observation room, after Victor pointed out the location of the "Clan Founder", while everyone's attention was focused on the target, he quietly retreated and slowly looked around the real-time situation of various areas in the room with a wider perspective.

Then, as if he had discovered something, his eyes stopped in a certain direction, as if evaluating something.

After a moment, he turned around and left the observation room without any nostalgia.

Continuing with this video, there was a clip in the corridor: it showed that Victor did go to the bathroom.

When he came out, the bandage on his arm had been removed, and he seemed to have washed his face, dressed lightly.

Then, he walked calmly out of the operations department, and his figure disappeared in the elevator...

Where did he go? What is he doing... Talia's heart was in turmoil!

Although Victor has a cynical personality and doesn't like to be bound by rules, it is too unusual for Talia to leave his post quietly and go to the security control area like today!

But what is the reason that makes her familiar old partner so abnormal?

Talia froze in place.

She didn't dare to think about the answer to this question.

...

Medical Support Department, Special Ward.

Commander-in-Chief Schubert's trusted adjutant opened the alloy gate and looked at the internal sheriff who hurried over with a frown: "What's the matter?"

"Just now, the attack of the new mutant invaders appeared nearby. It has been dealt with. I would like to ask if the adults inside have been disturbed?"

Outside the door, the curly-haired uncle with an old face and animal teeth hanging on his neck greeted politely.

"No, thank you."

"Okay, sir."

After a brief exchange, the alloy gate was locked again.

Schubert turned around and asked the adjutant.

"Sir, it's like this... It's all right now."

"Okay."

Schubert retracted his gaze and refocused on the old man in front of him:

"You mean, the answer is in the mysterious place in the North Sea?"

It was obviously not the first time he heard this term.

The "mysterious place" in the North Sea has appeared countless times in the so-called "Dr. Hemmit's Mental Abnormality Diagnosis Report" and has become a joke.

"Yes." The old man said solemnly, "But I can't remember where it is anymore. I only have a vague memory of it."

He tried to describe the clues of this vague memory:

"The sky is clear, the temperature is comfortable, and the beautiful buildings are like a mysterious kingdom built in utopia."

"I have never seen such a comfortable place in my life, even the world before the disaster, I have never seen it."

At this point, a look of longing flashed across his face.

But the next second, he changed the subject:

"But I brought back a disaster from there."

"Everything has its roots. Only by returning to the source of the disaster can we understand the disaster and solve the disaster. We must go back."

The old man's face gradually revealed a morbid and obsessed expression.

Schubert swallowed calmly, frowned and asked:

"Forgive me for being a rough man, but I still can't figure it out. You said you replaced Dr. Hemmit's identity, played him, had academic exchanges with the younger version of yourself, and led yourself to the dangerous path of intense obsession with mutations..."

"Although these are hard to believe, I can try to understand them. The only thing I don't understand is how you went there and how you came back? I've never heard you say this."

Schubert approached the old man, carefully staring at the eyes that were sometimes dull and sometimes crazy, trying to peek out some absurd truth from them.

"I don't know, I don't remember."

The same answer, no more surprises.

Schubert sighed and rubbed his forehead:

"That's difficult... I can't mobilize a large number of troops to gamble with you just for your absurd proposal."

"But I really don't remember it, not a single lie."

The old man clasped his hands together and rubbed them, his expression painful and helpless:

"This is the only way, you must help me get to that mysterious place! You must help me, mankind should not perish..."

"People are corrupt, but corruption does not mean the end, extinction is! Corruption can be cured, but extinction means nothing..."

"Schubert, this is my fault, my fault!"

The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, he suddenly stood up and held Schubert's broad shoulders with both hands, passing on his fear:

"Please help me, don't let me make another big mistake!"

"I have killed myself, I have killed many people, and... No, I have to go back, I have to go right away!!"

His actions shocked Schubert's confidants!

"Stop!"

"Let go of the commander-in-chief!"

Several figures rushed over and pressed the old man on the bed in a few seconds, while Schubert adjusted his clothes with a serious expression.

But the suppressed old man still struggled hard under the strong adjutant with a thin body, and tears slid down his old and stiff face:

"It will be too late if I don't go now..."

Schubert looked at the other party with a surprised and shocked expression.

He seemed to see some inevitable disaster, just like the roaring waves!

But he had no other choice.

As the supreme commander of the North Sea military barrier, he must be responsible for the entire army and the living forces of various countries. He could not mobilize the army for such an absurd reason and invest limited and precious combat resources in tasks with no prospects.

"Let's go." Schubert ordered.

"No! Don't go, commander... Schubert! You will regret it!!"

At this moment, the lights in the house suddenly went out!

As the old man's pleading voice fell, a few short muffled groans followed, and the room returned to silence again.

"What's going on?" Schubert's majestic voice sounded in the room.

The old man's panting continued in the direction of the bed.

But another slightly younger but extremely steady voice sounded from the room, answering the question of the commander-in-chief Schubert:

"I'm sorry, you need to carefully consider his suggestion."

As the voice fell, the light above Schubert's head flickered, and the room returned to its original brightness.

He subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from.

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