Chapter 112 D-Class Personnel

There is a protective cabin for researchers on each floor. Carl brought Mo Qiong to the other end of the corridor.

This place is like a huge well. The inner wall of the well has corridors on each floor spiraling downward. You can see the negative first floor and the negative fifth floor by lying on the railing.

The main staircase of the institute can only run through the upper and lower floors, extending from the surface to the negative tenth floor.

In addition to the main staircase, there is only one elevator from negative one to negative five, and one elevator from negative five to negative ten. The two elevators are not connected.

Among them, there is also a spiral downward walking passage in front of you from negative one to negative five.

Mo Qiong can see that the combatants on the floors above negative five, in order to save time, directly flipped over the railing and landed on the square in the middle of the negative fifth floor.

Those who jumped from two or three floors did not even take deceleration measures, and just fell hard and landed steadily.

And the white-clothed people who jumped from four or five floors, the combat uniforms sprayed downwards from both hands, and the high-pressure airflow slightly buffered them, allowing them to land safely.

"Don't think about going down. The lower you go, the more dangerous it is. I recommend you go to the negative first floor. If the hazards of the containment objects spread there, it's useless to hide anywhere. Maybe everyone will die." Carl said.

Mo Qiong nodded, and saw Carl come to a white door. There seemed to be such a door on every floor.

He opened the door and stood up and lay in a small cabin behind the door. Mo Qiong saw many tubes fixed on Carl, which were to remove most of the known toxins or stabilize his injuries.

Although Carl said that the protection cabin was similar to finding a random room and locking the door to hide, it still had many advantages.

Nutrients, water, air and other life-sustaining measures are basic guarantees. Even if a person is locked up in it for a few weeks, he will not suffocate to death, starve to death, and die of thirst. Even if he is seriously injured, this protection cabin can also transfuse blood, inject drugs, and stabilize injuries.

And it has multiple super-powerful batteries. Even if the entire institute loses power, it will not lose power.

In general, it is still much safer than finding a random room. The reason why it is called an iron coffin is only relative to some of the containment objects.

"I'll give you the access control. It can open most rooms. You can hide in a room and wait for rescue." Carl handed over his ID card.

"Leave the gun to me too!" Mo Qiong said when he lay down.

Hearing Carl's words so dangerous, Mo Qiong still felt that it would be better to have something to protect himself.

Carl thought about it and actually handed the pistol to Mo Qiong.

"Well, if necessary, you can commit suicide to avoid turning into a monster. If you really turn into a monster, the rescue team will kill you directly when they find you, because whether you like it or not, you may kill everyone." Carl's words are very realistic.

Mo Qiong frowned and said, "Can Taotie turn people into monsters?"

"It's not Taotie, but some other containments in this institute that may turn you into a monster. The real scary thing about containment failure is that out-of-control containments often destroy the measures of some containments that would not be out of control, which in turn causes more containments to lose control." Carl said solemnly.

Mo Qiong took a deep breath. No wonder Karl was so nervous. If it was just a Taotie, they could contain it once, so they could contain it again.

But the problem was not that simple. Taotie was a living creature. This sudden loss of control would cause more and more containments to lose control.

The more containments that lost control, the more complicated the situation. Judging from Karl's tone, containment failure could lead to the annihilation of the entire institute.

"Take care, I hope we can all survive." Karl said at last and closed the protective cabin.

Mo Qiong saw the protective cabin closed layer by layer, and finally took Karl all the way back to the depths of the wall, and then the white door on the surface of the wall was tightly sealed.

From the outside, it was impossible to see that there was another person in this thick wall.

"Tsk..." Mo Qiong leaned on the railing and looked down. All the combatants had gone deeper through the elevator on the negative fifth floor.

Of course, they also left one person on the negative fifth floor to guard the elevator.

"What should I do?" So far, everything looks safe.

However, Mo Qiong knew that the danger might spread up soon, and he was not going to find a room on the top floor to hide as Karl said.

That was too passive. If he still encountered danger while hiding, it meant that the situation was irreversible.

Mo Qiong believed that he had the strength to fight. The key was how to use it and who to use it on, that is, knowing oneself and knowing the enemy.

"As a research area, there must be a lot of information about the containment here. I just don't know if I can check some of it with the ID card he gave me."

In an emergency, Karl gave him the ID card, which obviously meant that at this moment, some rules could be ignored.

Otherwise, where would the researcher's ID card be given to people at ordinary times?

Now the passage from the underground area to the surface is blocked, forming a dilemma. Karl's ID card was given to him, which meant that he was recognized to use it.

"Ding..."

Mo Qiong opened a room and saw that it was an empty room similar to the one he was in before, so he immediately turned around and went to the next one.

When he found a place similar to an office, he immediately looked for information.

Paper with text, a smart handwriting tablet like a report, and a computer.

"It can't be opened..." Mo Qiong looked at the computers. There was an obvious slot for swiping ID cards, but Mo Qiong tried it and found that Carl's ID card could not open these computers.

"Is this ID card really just for access control?"

Mo Qiong looked at the ID card and found the number on it: 13810.

Looking at each computer, there are also places marked with numbers, some with the same number, some with different numbers.

"Okay, this card can only open his own computer."

Where is Carl's office, Mo Qiong has no idea, he can only slowly find the corresponding number.

However, the numbers here are all messed up, or it can be said that this is the personnel number, which has nothing to do with the location distribution of the office.

Who said that 13809 is next to 13810? Next to it is 10682.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely have to use the most stupid method to find them one by one.

But Mo Qiong didn't need to, he just threw out a hair, and he could find Carl's room quickly by following it.

The logo on each computer is the same, the only difference is the number, so as long as you change the number to 1310 in your mind, you can find it.

"It's on the negative fourth floor." Mo Qiong followed Mao all the way, and he was not idle. He opened the rooms he passed by to see if there were any paper materials.

When he arrived at the negative fourth floor, he was already holding a large stack in his hand.

"I don't understand..." Mo Qiong thought that these people would only study the characteristics of the containment.

However, he was wrong. The printed paper materials were all obscure professional terms. After reading the whole article, it was either an academic report on some kind of mucus or an idea of ​​epidemic prevention around a certain virus.

There were also conjectures about some new alloys, demonstrations of some plans that could significantly resist aging, or research on how to make a person's brain half dormant and half excited.

Although he couldn't understand it, Mo Qiong roughly knew what the researchers were doing.

Just like a composition, according to the troubles caused by the containment, corresponding research on technology.

Don't fight the characteristics of the containment head-on, but save people in a roundabout way. If the containment makes people age one year after sleeping, then research technology that makes people don't need to sleep.

When the enemy comes, the general will fight, and when the water comes, the earth will cover it. Cleverly use the characteristics of the containment to suppress the containment.

However, these materials can't show any characteristics of the containment, because it is too detailed.

It's not that there is no analysis report, but after reading the analysis report for a long time, Mo Qiong didn't know which part of the containment was being studied, and whether the containment was alive or dead.

He needed to find a general, summary report, not something so professional that he couldn't figure out what it was talking about after reading it for a long time.

"Who is it! Who is it!" When Mo Qiong came to the negative fourth floor and was about to find Carl's office, he suddenly heard a voice roaring in a suppressed voice.

Mo Qiong was also startled, and hurriedly threw a stack of papers on the ground and pointed the gun in the direction of the sound, even though he didn't even open the safety.

In front of a door in front, there was a young man in blue clothes squatting there, with both hands handcuffed behind his back, and another pair of handcuffs locked to a small steel ring at the access control.

The two looked at each other in silence, both very vigilant, but soon everyone knew that they were allergic.

The young man looked at Mo Qiong and said, "Are you a limiter?"

The limiter's clothes are casual and loose, like hospital gowns, and can be recognized at a glance.

And Mo Qiong looked at him and recognized his identity: "Are you a D-level personnel?"

There is a number mark on the left chest of the young man, D-80083.

"Help me untie it quickly, please!" The young man saw that Mo Qiong had a gun in his hand and said hurriedly.

Mo Qiong shook his head and walked straight past him.

Apparently, this D-class personnel was handcuffed here by the Blue and White Society. The situation was urgent and they didn't have much time to take care of the D-class personnel, so they didn't take him back to the original cell, but handcuffed him on the side of the road.

Seeing that Mo Qiong ignored him, the young man got anxious and kept saying, "Please, I'm safe."

"We are all Chinese, please do me a favor and don't ignore me."

"Don't leave! Where are you from? Maybe we are from the same hometown!"

The young man spoke like a machine gun, but Mo Qiong just silently passed him, opened the access control, and walked into a door next to him.

"What? You still have an access card?" The young man burst into tears and watched Mo Qiong walk into the room next to him with envy. The steel gate closed automatically.

Compared with him being handcuffed on the side of the road, the room with alloy walls was so safe...

"Don't leave me, take me in! It's dangerous here! It's dangerous here!"

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