Monster Paradise

In the middle of the night, a purple and red round moon hangs above the sky, covering the whole world with a strange and fascinating brilliance.

It was already midnight, and the lively White Capital City was finally quiet, although the whole city was still ablaze, and the streets were no longer pedestrians.

But even in this quiet time, not everyone is sleeping, and some people are still busy.

Residents living in White Capital City, not many people know that this huge city is as deep as a kilometer underground, but also hides a world that is unknown…

White Capital City, on the outskirts of an underground building, is surrounded by Sacred Fire realm’s Guard and Patrol Squad, giving the area a breath of life.

The building is like a steel behemoth that is devastated by humans. It consists of peculiar metallic materials and biological materials. Perfectly integrated with this Underground World, it is not inconspicuous, and it feels like it existed here 10,000 years ago.

The all-in-one glass-like biomaterial completely separates the light inside the building from the outside. From the outside, the whole building is dark.

The interior of the building, at this time, is a light-welded Well-Illuminated, like a white enamel.

In one room, two dead bodies were placed naked on two white beds.

Two male corpses, one with hair and white, are quite old. Another tall, long black hair looks like a prime.

These two people are the Great Elder and Second Elder of Saint in the 7th District.

At the moment, the skulls of the two bodies were uncovered, revealing a gray-white brain inside, and the gully was clearly visible on the brain.

A middle-aged woman in a white suit is standing less than a metre from the head of Second Elder’s head. A pair of eyes staring at the gray-white White’s brain, carefully watching her eyes. There is a strange black secret pattern that circulates at a rapid speed.

After a long time, she slowly closed her eyes and walked slowly outside the room.

“How?” She pushed the door out, and several men in suits and suits rushed up. For the first person is a tall middle-aged, more than two meters tall, the face of a thick bearded beard seems to have not been scraped for several days, and some look forward to the woman.

The woman took off her isolation suit and revealed a long black dress. She smiled and shook her head. “I can’t help but read the information outside of True God. It feels like someone is going from their minds.” True God’s memory has been deleted.”

“Is this the case again?” The tall middle-aged brow wrinkled and seemed to be somewhat disappointed with this result.

“Chief Zhou, is this the same for everyone else?” the woman couldn’t help but ask.

“Well, these two days include you, we have already invited thirteen strong players who are good at memory reading, and dozens of experts specializing in brain research. Now two days have passed, in the last piece There is no progress in the blocked memory area. “The middle and old brows are still difficult to stretch. “If it is still a few days, we can only let those experts take Lu Yuan’s brain into the One Step test… …”

The woman nodded slightly, and she understood that the detection of One Step might cause damage to the intact brain.

“I will output the memory I read first, I hope there are things that are useful to you.”

“That’s bothering you,” the middle-aged man, known as Chief Zhou, nodded, then yelled at a man in a suit next to him, “with Mrs. Wang for information gathering.”

The man in black suit, nodded to the woman, “Mrs. Wang, please come with me.”

Looking at the two people leaving in tandem, Old Zhou brows slightly across the glass and looks at the two bodies in the room, his mouth whispering, “Every time I encounter information about True God, this is the case.” Is it really the reason for information isolation…”

“I always think that the idea of ​​information isolation is a bit too sinister. If the information about True God can’t be touched by mortals, where is the inheritance information of Saint? Let me say, these two abandoned sons about True God. The memory should have been deleted by Sacred Envoy, so we can’t read it.” A young man in his 20-year-old suit took a lollipop from the storage space and peeled off the wrapping paper. The lollipop was stuffed into the mouth, and the tone was quite random.

Old Zhou turned his head and glanced at him. He was about to say something, but he was blocked by a sentence.

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

“It’s working time now, Wu Sheng, you give me something serious!” Old Zhou gave him a look.

“You know that I have low blood sugar, I can’t work without sugar.” Wu Sheng spread his hands.

“Into one time, the blood sugar correction capsule can completely cure the problem. I have been dragging on for so many years. Who can blame?” Old Zhou said.

“You know, I hate doctors. When I meet a white coat, I can’t help but itch and want to crush the other’s head. If I see a white coat and a pair of glasses, I may not be able to suppress it. The urge to kill yourself… You know, this is the aftereffect of something, I can’t control myself…” Wu Sheng shrugged his shoulders.

“The blood sugar can be bought online, there is no need to go to the hospital, what excuses are you looking for?!” Old Zhou certainly knows what the sequelae of Wu Sheng is, but this guy is obviously using this to confuse the audience. .

“Do not buy, too much trouble.” Wu Sheng refused again. “I feel that this disease is that 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, such a serious nonsense, let Old Zhou and a few people completely give up his dissuasion.

“Right, everyone has been uplifting during this time. The black market is too quiet these days. There may be dark influences being planned. We have to beware.” Old Zhou shifted the topic and directed People told me.

“It doesn’t necessarily happen. The black market is quiet. It may just be because we were scared by the attack on Saint a few days ago. There are a lot of dark influences that we think of them as the next target, so we should start shrinking. Turtle is up.” Wu Sheng felt that Old Zhou was a little mentally allergic. “In addition, this underground 33 Floors, even if there is power to the two bodies, they will know where we are on the single floor? Unless … some of us are traitor.”

“Don’t take a break from the top dark influence. Now some of the dark influences are as powerful as the original Scarborough Workroom, and maybe even stronger!” Old Zhou said to Wu Sheng when he talked about Scarborough Workroom.

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