Chapter 599 The Recording with a Sudden Increase in Length

When Shi Mu appeared just now, they knew everything except Ye Tingbai and even his sub-personality, who had entered a time-stop state.

Ye Tingbai: "I have already put it away. Let's collect the materials here separately and move them all back to the Order Office."

Several people wanted to ask more questions, but Ye Tingbai obviously didn't want to talk more. Ye Tingbai couldn't understand Shi's mother and was moody. Moreover, Ye Tingbai didn't fully believe what Shi's mother said just now. The fourth era tried its best, but Shi’s mother said she hit the wrong person?

That’s outrageous!

There were a lot of things in the research base. In the end, Ye Tingbai had to get a group of people from Yangcheng to collect materials here. The life support facilities were still very complete, so ordinary people would have no problem moving around here.

In this base, the Foundation has a lot of research materials. It is hard to imagine how much effort they have invested here. But now it has been hurriedly destroyed. From Yuan Wuming being notified to come here to Ye Tingbai finding the real base, no matter how hard it is, More than 24 hours.

In this short period of time, the foundation discovered Ye Tingbai's intentions and decided to destroy this place. It would rather be broken than destroyed. This also made Ye Tingbai see something. The foundation's malice towards him, Really big.

After Guang Ri's death, Ye Tingbai originally wanted to develop peacefully with the Foundation. After all, the two had no conflict in purpose. The Foundation was not keen on rights. Even though the Foundation was already the uncrowned king before, he was willing to give up law enforcement power. Lost it to the Office of Order.

Therefore, Ye Tingbai never doubted the Foundation's goal of maintaining human stability. If the Foundation was greedy for profit and had any evil purpose, humanity would have been doomed long ago.

As an important contributor to the continuation of mankind, Ye Tingbai never thought about killing the donkey, but the foundation seemed not to think so, resisting contact, and now it is a blatant confrontation.

At 6:30 in the evening, Ye Tingbai took a few people back to the order office. The day was indeed tiring, and maybe it was just him, Wu Yi and Chun Xia were basically useless.

Yuan Wuming was more unlucky, everyone died, and he really became Wuming this time. Ye Tingbai could shape his body, because Yuan Wuming's soul quality was very good, reaching golden level.

It was enough for Ye Tingbai to help him build a good body, but it was still at the eighth level, which was quite different from what he had been before.

There was not much good food left in the canteen at night, so Ye Tingbai took a few people out of the tube. He didn't want to eat, so the sub-personality must be hungry. Basically, unless there was something special, Ye Tingbai would ensure that the sub-personality had three meals a day. .

The sub-personality is like a child. He will be hungry and want to eat, but he will not take the initiative to eat. He is a very contradictory person.

After ordering a table of dishes, only the sub-personality was the happiest. Wu Yi was preoccupied, as if thinking about something else, while Chun Xia had been in a daze. It seemed that the terrifying scene during the day had caused a lot of damage to her. impact.

Chunxia: "So, is this done for today?"

Ye Tingbai: "Not really, there are still a lot of doubts. I will sort it out again in the evening. It is a big gain to be able to get rid of that thing completely.

Brother Yuan, what do you want to do in the future? "

Yuan Wuming glanced at Ye Tingbai blankly. He didn't know what was going on in his mind. He had never thought about what happened after death, let alone that humans could continue to exist after death.

Yuan Wuming: "What else can I do?"

Ye Tingbai: "Death is not the end. You should have seen those eighth-level warriors who suddenly appeared in the Institute of Order. They are all people who have died before."

Yuan Wuming: "Can I do it too?"

Ye Tingbai: "Of course, but before that, I hope you can continue to answer my question. How did you break through the limits of human beings?"

Ye Tingbai has made many attempts, but without exception, humans can only be strengthened to the eighth level at most. No matter how many skills are added, he will only be an all-powerful eighth level without qualitative changes.

There is no one like Yuan Wuming, not to mention that he can control pollution to that level and emit powerful pollution power without showing any signs of losing control of his body, which is rare.

Yuan Wuming let out a long sigh: "Actually, this is not something special about me. This is a project transformation of the Foundation. After the capacity reaches the limit and the pollution imbalance can be controlled better, it may be transformed.

I didn't know the process of transformation. I only knew that after the transformation, I became like that.

Without special control, pollution will be suppressed and capabilities will increase. "

When Ye Tingbai heard this answer, he felt both happy and worried. He was happy that this method could be copied, but worried that it would be difficult to get the transformation method from the foundation.

Ye Tingbai: "I will give you a body, and the strength will definitely be slightly weaker than your original appearance. From now on, you will be responsible for destroying the foundation's research base."

Yuan Wuming frowned and straightened his body. After struggling for a long time, it was best to shake his head.

"I'm sorry, I can't do it. Even if the foundation treats me too much, it's still something I should know. The foundation has its own operating rules, and everything is as it should be."

This is probably the charm of the foundation. The foundation is both good and evil. Even if you want to change the overall policy of the foundation, it is very difficult. This is the result of the joint efforts of dozens or even hundreds of generations of human beings.

Ye Tingbai wasn't angry either. It didn't matter whether he did it or not. The foundation's survival would not change because of one Yuan Wuming.

Ye Tingbai: "Then just pretend I didn't say anything and go and prepare to attack America with Pei Meihong."

Yuan Wuming: "Is it Mechanical C'Thun?"

Ye Tingbai: "You know it best, it's that thing."

Yuan Wuming: "Of course I know that the thing has developed into what it is now, and the foundation is 80% responsible. There has been a long internal dispute about this matter.

But there is no way, it has been done."

Ye Tingbai looked at Yuan Wuming in disbelief. He couldn't even understand what he was saying. At the beginning, C'Thun was forcibly pulled out by him to fight against the corpse, and then it seemed to have left the earth.

And the deep sea, who regarded C'Thun as his lifelong enemy, also went berserk because of this.

Everything went smoothly. Ye Tingbai didn't think of this matter as the foundation's head. At that time, the foundation also helped to fight against the corpse together, although it only provided a little help.

Ye Tingbai: "What do you mean?"

Yuan Wuming: "The Red Star Soul is a containment of the Foundation. Do you understand? To use it, you need the consent of more than half of the councilors, but that time was particularly strange. The councilors seemed to disagree.

But it was still taken out from the containment site, and then the matter was left unresolved."

Mechanical C'Thun itself is not powerful. He has some attributes of God, but compared with the real God, he is much weaker. Ye Tingbai also has a way to deal with it, but the trouble is that the Red Star Soul and its attributes are very compatible.

Mechanical C'Thun can transform ordinary materials into machinery, and the Red Star Soul can give life to machinery. When these two things are put together, there is no solution.

It's as difficult to solve as sticky candy

Ye Tingbai: "Okay, I know about this, you guys eat it, I'll go back first."

He felt very unhappy. He had never wanted to completely destroy the Foundation like he did now, but this thing had infiltrated every corner of the world.

Ye Tingbai returned to his office and stared at his computer in a trance. He kept thinking about the consequences of a complete break with the Foundation. He couldn't get out of this unscathed.

Ye Tingbai accidentally scanned his computer desktop and took a look at the recording file. It didn't matter if he saw it. He was so shocked that he almost jumped up. Not only did the recording file not stop changing because the piece of flesh and blood was destroyed, but its length also increased to one minute and thirty seconds.

Originally, this recording was only more than thirty seconds.

At this time, Ye Tingbai began to really pay attention to this recording. If this recording had nothing to do with the Mother of Time, why did it show unique properties in time?

The content of the recording once had a prophecy about disasters. If it was regarded as a prophecy, then the recording time of this recording should be before the Fourth Era, but before the Fourth Era, humans had no technological civilization at all.

The recording changed so much that Ye Tingbai naturally prepared to try to listen to it again. For this purpose, he prepared a lot of recording pens, so it would not be troublesome if it was destroyed.

There was no change in the first 20 seconds of the recording, but after 20 seconds, the noise appeared again. In the past, when the recording had noise, it meant that the device was going to explode, but until the 30th second, the recorder did not explode.

But there was nothing special in it, only sparse noise.

Recording: "Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle,

Listen,

As, there is"

Characters began to appear in the recording, and Ye Tingbai became alert. He carefully distinguished each syllable and recorded them all on paper. The secondary personality also came over and listened carefully.

The one and a half minute recording was quickly finished, and there were more than 20 words on the white paper in front of Ye Tingbai, but these words could not form a complete sentence at all. Ye Tingbai could only hear one word in each sentence.

Ye Tingbai: "Did you hear what it said?"

Subpersonality: "No, only noise."

"You didn't hear it?

We were listening together, weren't we?"

Subpersonality: "Maybe this is the case. Everyone hears something different. Different people have different opinions. Find a few more people to listen."

As soon as he said it, Ye Tingbai asked Li Xiaoxiao, Chunxia, ​​and Qiangsen to listen to it. Without exception, they could all hear the recording. The equipment would not explode again, but the content was different. Everyone heard some information, but it was incomplete just like what Ye Tingbai heard.

When several people took turns to listen to the recording, the recording changed again, from the original one minute and thirty seconds to two minutes and ten seconds.

The length of the recording kept increasing, which meant that someone had been trying to operate this recording at some point in time. This was a very huge workload, similar to encoding and decoding. The Foundation's research clearly stated that increasing the recording by one second might require months or even years of work.

The recording was originally 20 seconds long, and after several years it only reached 31 seconds, and it only increased by 11 seconds in a few years.

And now the recording seems to have lost its limit, like a wild horse running away.

Ye Tingbai opened the recording again and started playing it. This time the noise became smaller. As the recording time increased, the recording was becoming clearer.

Recording: "Squeak, squeak, beep.

If you can hear this, I hope you can pay attention and go to the Changhai Sanatorium in Fujian immediately. Everything, everything is still in time."

Ye Tingbai heard a clear sentence, and only Ye Tingbai could hear this sentence. Others could also hear some information, but most of them were irrelevant.

For example, Li Xiaoxiao heard the content of a certain game, and Johnson heard the winning code of the next lottery. As for Chunxia, ​​when she asked what she heard, she blushed.

Ye Tingbai: "Do you want to go?"

Subpersonality: "I still didn't hear anything, but this recording seems to be based on everyone's preferences, and the truth is impossible to determine.

If this is really a recording from the future or the past, why is it different for everyone?"

After two big jumps in the recording time, there was no more movement, and this recording became the most uncontrollable thing. Anyone can hear some information about the future through this recording.

This may make the order of this world chaotic.

The only good news is that the spread of this recording is very small. It is estimated that not many people have discovered its changes now, but if this thing continues to develop, Ye Tingbai is not sure what will happen in the future.

He couldn't take a rest, so he could only go to the location in the recording to see. If the information given by this recording is what everyone wants to hear most, then this place must have the secret to unlock the truth.

Even if it can't explain his doubts, it should be able to solve the trouble of this recording.

Fujing is a city, and it was once glorious as a core city, but then it slowly declined. Ye Tingbai has never been to that place, but it doesn't prevent him from teleporting there.

Secondary personality: "Changhai Sanatorium, I didn't find any information about this place on the Internet. Maybe this place hasn't appeared yet."

Ye Tingbai: "It shouldn't be. The recordings they heard are all things that will happen in the near future, all within a month. Logically speaking, this sanatorium should definitely appear."

But they just couldn't find this place, and there was no way.

Finally, Ye Tingbai had no choice but to start listening to the recording again. The recording was two minutes long, and there was a lot of information in it. Ye Tingbai didn't listen to the advice. He stood on the street with the recording and listened carefully.

Half an hour later, Ye Tingbai put down the recorder with satisfaction. He successfully found the location. In fact, although this recording was long, it kept repeating the same sentence, which was to let him go to that place, and this place was Changhai Sanatorium.

Ye Tingbai: "No. 089 Tianyu Avenue, can this location be found?"

Secondary personality: "But now its registration information is not a sanatorium, but called, Qiming Club."