Chapter 115: Searching for David the Elucidator

This serious attitude towards living made him remember all the places he had been to.

The infirmary was on the negative fifth floor. The young man had been there before, so he remembered it very well.

Mo Qiong opened the access control, and the young man sent him to the bed, then looked around, looking for something everywhere.

"I don't know how to use the instruments here, but I know there is a medicine that can stop bleeding with just one touch on the wound, and it will soon form a blood scab." The young man said as he searched.

"What does it look like?" Mo Qiong knew that the medical technology of the Blue and White Society was superb, and this trauma medicine must be very powerful.

After all, we always have to face various dangers, and medicine will definitely develop in order to reduce casualties. Some weird effects can be dealt with, but ordinary injuries are definitely a piece of cake.

The young man described: "A turquoise bottle, like this one, but there is a sign prohibiting oral administration on it, and it has a special number: 96. We usually call it Jiuliu ointment."

Mo Qiong was in so much pain that he saw that he was still looking, and he directly threw a drop of blood.

The drop of blood flew straight to a cabinet, and Mo Qiong followed and slapped the blood off, and opened the cabinet with the access control.

There were rows of green bottles inside, all of which were the 96 ointment.

"Is that it?" Mo Qiong said weakly.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The young man nodded quickly.

Mo Qiong pointed a gun at the young man, who was startled and said in surprise: "What are you doing!"

"Turn around... raise your hands!" Mo Qiong shouted.

The young man turned around nervously, then bent down, raised his hands high, and heard a gunshot, which scared him.

But he found that he was fine, but the handcuffs were broken.

He immediately knew what Mo Qiong meant, and immediately ran to the cabinet to take down the ointment, opened it skillfully, shook it and sprayed it on Mo Qiong's wound.

Like spraying mousse foam, a layer of fluffy ointment soon covered Mo Qiong's heart.

He found gauze and slapped it on it, then quickly wrapped a bandage around Mo Qiong's chest, and the wound was treated.

Mo Qiong could feel that the bleeding stopped immediately, and the wound was numb, which greatly relieved the pain. Unless the movement stretched and tore the wound, the pain was completely acceptable.

"What a magical medicine, it feels like it's almost healed." Mo Qiong said in surprise.

"How can it heal? This thing can heal wounds quickly, but it's impossible for your flesh to grow completely. You will have at least a bowl-sized scar on your chest in the future." The young man said.

Mo Qiong said indifferently: "What's the scar? It's just a head loss. It's better than losing your life."

The young man smiled and said: "Yes... Life is the most important."

"What's your name?" Mo Qiong finally asked the name of the D-level personnel in front of him.

The young man said: "They call me 80083, uh, if you ask my real name... Xiao Feng."

"Xiao... Xiao Feng?" Mo Qiong said strangely.

The young man smiled and said, "My dad is a fan of Jin Yong, you know, what's your name?"

After Mo Qiong told him his name, he asked again, "What did you do wrong?"

Xiao Feng whispered, "Killed people, most of the D-level personnel are like this."

As he said that, he looked at Mo Qiong and said, "I killed five people, and what's more ridiculous is that it was for a woman... Now I think about it, I was really young, and I feel sorry for my parents."

"Being used?" Mo Qiong asked.

"No, I'm just stupid. I slept with her a few times and thought it was love. Do you know why I killed five people? Because when I went to see her that day, I saw four people squeezed on her..."

Mo Qiong scratched his scalp, not knowing what to say. It was indeed him who was too stupid.

Xiao Feng shook his head and said, "When I was in prison, I felt very arrogant and maintained my dignity. My cellmates said I was awesome after hearing about it. I also felt very arrogant and felt that I was not afraid of death... But when I came here... I realized how stupid I was."

"Oh?"

Xiao Feng looked at Mo Qiong and said, "Most D-class personnel, as long as they survive the containment experiment, will understand the meaning of life. Whether it is someone else's or your own, when I saw the D-class personnel around me being twisted into sausages by my own shadow, the arrogant me was already dead."

"Every time I survived by chance, I would recall my past. At that time, I had nothing to do and started doing odd jobs. I didn't starve to death, and I occasionally ate skewers and played games. Now I think it was a heavenly life. "

"Being alive is better than anything else. Even if I am paralyzed, it is better than being dead... Even if it is just to eat one more meal and drink one more water, it is valuable."

"Even if I have to fight for my life and can only barely live a few more days, I don't want to choose to end my life with a bullet. Some people don't understand and choose to be executed, but I think they must regret it, because they live at least one day less."

Mo Qiong said in surprise: "So you chose to continue to be a D-level personnel... Do you want the Medal of D's Will?"

"What D's Will?" Xiao Feng said in a daze.

Mo Qiong hurriedly said: "Nothing, just complaining, I've watched too much One Piece..."

He realized that the Blue and White Society had not told the D-level personnel about the Medal of D's Will, because the Blue and White Society tried not to let those who had that thing participate in too dangerous experiments as much as possible.

If this was told to the D-level personnel, the D's Will would not be pure.

Seeing Mo Qiong still complaining at this time, Xiao Feng lowered his head, laughed at himself, and then firmly... put two bottles of ointment on his belt.

Not only that, he also found a pair of medical scissors and a scalpel, wrapped them with bandages and hung them on his body.

Seeing Mo Qiong staring at him, he hurriedly said: "Don't be nervous, you'd better take some of these things, maybe you will use them."

"Don't think this thing can't hurt the objects in custody. For some objects in custody, cold weapons are sometimes more useful than guns."

Mo Qiong nodded. Since he helped Xiao Feng open the handcuffs, he was not afraid of Xiao Feng's recklessness.

What's the purpose? Gun or access card? These security guards in the open space outside the door have them.

This guy obviously just wants to survive, and he also wants to survive. Now everyone must cooperate.

After taking some things, Xiao Feng said again: "By the way, if you want to trust me, get off the bed and stand over here."

Mo Qiong said: "Why?"

Xiao Feng stood close to the door, but at the same time not close to the door. He said: "Now the entire underground research institute is not safe. It seems that at least several of them have failed. In this situation, it is not useful to hide in the room. Someone may pop up from under your feet."

"When the time comes, you will be lying on the bed, and it will be too late to run. In addition, the door card is in your hand. I can't open the access control, and I can't run away."

This is indeed a talk of experience. If Mo Qiong doesn't stay close to the door, it will be too late to open the door when the time comes.

He immediately jumped off the bed and squatted at the door.

The two squatted face to face. While they were doing nothing for the time being, Mo Qiong asked: "Tell me the information you know, let's talk about 382 first."

β-382 is the one in a room on the negative fourth floor.

Xiao Feng nodded and said quickly and concisely: "382 is a painting of an old villa in the forest. There is a black back standing in the window on the first floor of the villa. It must be observed by at least two D-class personnel in turn, two people in a group, three hours a shift, and a total of eight groups of D-class personnel are responsible for this work."

"I'm not, I was sent here because I had to move it. I put it in the room on the fourth floor over there and came out, but as soon as I came out, a containment failure broke out. The person who brought me here directly handcuffed me here and went to the bottom floor."

"What will happen if I don't observe it?" Mo Qiong asked.

Xiao Feng said: "The back figure will slowly turn around. If only one person observes, he will find that after blinking, the back figure will freeze in a slightly twisted state. What you see after each blink is different, so there must be at least two people in a group."

"Once his face appears on the painting and shows the front to people, he will become a physical entity and run out of the painting..."

"I don't know how to catch him back in the painting, but I know it's impossible to even get close to him. That thing will carry the painting on its back and bring confusion, collapse, madness and hysteria to people."

Speaking of this, Xiao Feng was very scared. He took two deep breaths and said: "I tell you, the most terrifying containment is this kind of containment that is hard to guard against, unreasonable, and inexplicably makes you collapse. The struggling method we used before will never be used on this kind of containment."

"It's best if he doesn't come out. If he comes out, we can only hope not to run into him..."

Hearing this, Mo Qiong was stunned.

Isn't this a typical mental distortion?

Then he thought of another expounder in this institute.

David the expounder, a humanoid containment, the most top-level existence known for mental resistance.

Although Xiao Feng said 382 in a terrifying way, Mo Qiong knew that since this thing had been contained, it would definitely not hurt David.

With David, at least some of the mind-distorting containment objects would be fine, and they could easily be caught if they ran out.

This was quite fortunate, because Mo Qiong really had no confidence in mind-distorting objects, unless they were dream-like, then there was still a fight.

"Will 382 fail? They will definitely panic when they hear the broadcast..." Mo Qiong asked.

"I am also worried about failure, but they will definitely not panic. You have to believe in the desire to survive of senior D-level personnel. The more times like this, the more they know that they can't let the painting get out of control. Even if they stare at it for one more day, they will stare at it without food or water in order to survive!" Xiao Feng said.

Mo Qiong nodded and said, "The D-class personnel's desire to survive... Then what we should worry about is... Ah!"

"Cactus?"

Xiao Feng said, "Yes, each room will be ventilated after a period of time. If the cactus doesn't come to find us, it will be bad, because that means going to find them..."

Mo Qiong also said, "If they die, the painting will go out of control..."

"Not only the cactus, but also other containments that may have gone out of control. If any one of them goes to find them, the painting will go out of control..."

Xiao Feng scratched his hair and said, "If 382 comes out, we're done."

Mo Qiong thought, "Let's go find them... and take the painting with us! This way we have four people, we can keep an eye on the painting better, and we can help each other."

"In addition... we'd better go downstairs and look for the expounder David."

Xiao Feng was stunned and said, "What? There is an expounder here?"

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P.S.: Sorry. Mo Qiong will have this scar for life. The trick of the containment crossing cannot be used casually.