Chapter 534 The Underground World of Baijing City

In the middle of the night, two full moons, one purple and one red, hang above the sky, shrouding the whole world with a strange and blurred brilliance.

It was already midnight, and the bustling Baijing finally quieted down. Although the whole city was still dimly lit, the streets were no longer crowded with people.

But even in this quiet time, not everyone fell asleep, and some people were still busy.

Residents living in Baijing City, not many people know that this huge city is thousands of meters deep underground, and there is an unknown world hidden...

Baijing City, on the periphery of a certain underground building, guards and patrol teams of the Holy Fire Realm can be seen everywhere, making this area exude an aura that no one is allowed to enter.

This building, like a giant steel beast that devours people, is made of peculiar metal materials and biological materials. It is perfectly integrated with this underground world, and it is not abrupt at all, giving people the feeling that it has existed here tens of thousands of years ago.

The dark glass-like biomaterial completely isolates the light inside the building from the outside. From the outside, the whole building is pitch black.

The interior of the building was brightly lit at this time, like daytime.

In a certain room, two dead bodies were placed on two white hospital beds.

Two male corpses, one with white hair and beard, and a hunched figure, look quite old. The other one was tall, with long hair and a black beard, and looked like he was in his prime.

These two people were the first and second elders of the Saints in the seventh district.

At this moment, the skulls of the two corpses were uncovered, revealing the gray-white brains inside. Above the brains, the ravines were clearly visible.

A middle-aged woman in a white isolation suit was standing less than a meter away from the second elder's head. A pair of pupils stared at the gray-colored brain and carefully observed, among her pupils, There are peculiar black secret patterns circulating rapidly.

After a long time, she slowly closed her eyes, and then slowly walked out of the room.

"How is it?" As soon as she pushed open the door and came out, several men in suits and ties hurried up to meet her. The leader was a tall middle-aged man, more than two meters tall, with a thick beard that looked like he hadn't shaved for several days, and looked at the woman expectantly.

The woman took off the isolation gown, revealing a long black dress, and shook her head with a wry smile, "I can't help but read information other than the true God. It feels like someone has taken the true God from their minds. memory has been erased."

"Is this the case again..." The tall middle-aged man frowned slightly, and seemed a little disappointed by the result.

"Ju Zhou, are others like this too?" the woman couldn't help asking.

"Well, in the past two days, including you, we have successively invited thirteen experts who are good at memory reading, and dozens of experts specializing in brain research. Now two full days have passed, and in the last piece of The blocked memory area has not made any progress at all." The tall middle-aged man's brows were still hard to stretch, "If this is the case in a few days, we can only ask those experts to take Lu Yuan's brain for further testing..."

The woman nodded slightly, she understood that further testing might cause damage to the intact brain.

"I'll output the memory I read first, I hope it contains something useful to you."

"Then I'll trouble you," the middle-aged man known as Zhou Ju nodded, and then said to a man in a suit next to him, "Take Madam Wang to collect information."

The man in the black suit nodded at the woman and said, "Mrs. Wang, please come with me."

Watching the two leave one after the other, Lao Zhou frowned slightly and looked at the two corpses in the room through the glass, and whispered in his mouth, "Every time I encounter information about the true God, it's like this, Is it really because of information isolation..."

"I always feel that the idea of ​​information isolation is a bit too mysterious. If the information about the true god cannot be touched by mortals, where did the saints' inheritance information come from? Let me tell you, these two abandoned sons have memories of the true god. It should have been deleted by the holy envoy long ago, so we can't read it." A young man in a suit who looked to be in his early twenties took out a lollipop from the storage space, peeled off the wrapping paper, and put The lollipop was stuffed into his mouth, and the tone was quite casual.

Lao Zhou turned his head and glanced at him. He was about to say something, but was blocked by his words.

"Do you want to eat?" The young man in the suit had another lollipop in his hand and handed it to him.

"It's working time now, Wu Sheng, take it seriously!" Lao Zhou glared at him.

"You know that I have low blood sugar, and I can't work well without sugar." Wu Sheng said with open arms.

"The problem that can be completely cured by entering the blood sugar correction cabin once, and I haven't gone for so many years, who can blame?" Lao Zhou scolded.

"You know, I hate doctors. When I meet someone in a white coat, I can't help itching my hands and want to crush their head. If I see someone in a white coat wearing glasses, I may not be able to restrain myself at all. My own urge to kill... You know, this is a sequelae caused by something, and I can't control it myself..." Wu Sheng shrugged.

"The blood sugar rest cabin can be purchased online, there is no need to go to the hospital, what excuses are you making?!" Of course, Lao Zhou knew what Wu Sheng said about the sequelae, but this guy was obviously using this to confuse the public. .

"It's too troublesome not to buy it." Wu Sheng refused again. "I think I have this disease. God is telling me to eat more sugar. Why should I cure it? Now I can eat sugar anytime, anywhere. What a wonderful thing!"

"..."

Wu Sheng's serious nonsense made Lao Zhou and a few people next to him give up his dissuasion completely.

"By the way, everyone has been cheering up recently. The black market has been too quiet these days. There may be some dark forces planning something. We have to be on guard." The man ordered.

"It's not necessarily what will happen. The black market is quiet. Maybe it's just because our attack on the saints a few days ago scared them. There are many dark forces who worry that we will use them as the next target, so they should be shrunk. Head turtle." Wu Sheng felt that Lao Zhou was a little allergic. "Besides, there are thirty-three floors underground, even if there are forces who have coveted the two corpses, how will they know which floor we are in? Unless... one of us is an inner ghost."

"Don't underestimate the top dark forces. Now some dark forces are no less powerful than the original Sgabel studio, and may even be stronger!" When Lao Zhou talked about the Sgabel studio, he watched A glance at Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "Sgarber Studio... It's better not to let me know where these guys are hiding now!"