Chapter 846 Office Battle Royale

Bologg thought that after the darkness dissipated, a frenzied fight was waiting for him, but in fact, when Bologg's feet stepped on the solid ground again, nothing happened.

There were no evil howls, no sudden attacks, and even the noisy evil aura was much weaker.

Boluogo looked around. At this moment, he was in an office area. The workstations cut by partitions were arranged in order, swivel chairs were placed randomly, and scattered documents were scattered everywhere.

The circuit seemed to be affected, and the bright lights flickered on and off from time to time.

"Relax, Boluogo."

Mamo patted Boluogo on the shoulder, with a mischievous smile on his face, "It's not time to go on a killing spree."

Boluo Ge's expression was a little complicated. Mamo was becoming more and more unreasonable as he lived.

"As you can see, this used to be the office area of ​​the Logistics Department, but it was abandoned due to the distortion of the ruins area," Mamo said.

"I think it's normal here."

Boluogo was a little confused. This area looked very normal, and there were many employees busy here, setting up equipment one after another.

Bologg couldn't understand most of the equipment, but judging from the steady ticking sounds they made, it should be some kind of detection device to determine whether the area was safe.

In addition, the most eye-catching thing is a recovery device. The huge winch is wrapped with a circle of hook locks. This thing is usually used on navigation. Boluogo can't figure out why it is there. this.

"Normal?"

Mamo shook his head helplessly as if he had heard a joke, and then said, "After the ruins area was born, in order to explore this chaotic land, we corrected some low-chaos areas and turned them into ' A little bit more normal, as our outpost, safe house, etc."

"Is this your outpost for exploring the ruined area?" Bologo asked.

"It was before, but then it was abandoned after we gave up exploration. Fortunately, the equipment is well maintained and can be restarted at any time."

Mamo turned around and glanced around. The familiar sight made him feel nostalgic. Then he raised his hand towards Boluogo and pointed to the top of his head.

Boluogo raised his head in the direction of Mamo's finger. At this moment, he knew what Mamo meant by being slightly normal.

Indistinct cubes are staggered and stacked above the head. The cubes have no fixed rules. Some are large, some are small, some are tumbling, some are tilted, and they extend infinitely. It is like a twisted geometric feast, turning into a The ever-changing labyrinth loses the concepts of time and space.

The smooth walls formed by it are "hanged" with desks, and it seems that the entire office floor is twisted and vertical, and the direction of gravity is also changed.

Bologg had some difficulty describing what he saw at this moment. The cross-section of the corridor was also clearly visible. They were arranged like a bridge across the head.

It was as if there was some force that completely distorted the space and completely disrupted the arrangement of everything.

Boluogo swallowed. In this twisted space, the line of sight was blocked by endless cubes, making it impossible to see the far end.

"You can try jumping hard." Mamo suggested.

Boluogo guessed that this guy had no good intentions, but driven by curiosity, he still jumped up.

Nothing happened.

Boluogo looked at Mamo in confusion, and Mamo continued, "Harder."

Boluogo looked at the twisted structure above his head. With the blessing of ether, he struggled to jump several meters high. The acceleration of his body gradually disappeared. Under the influence of gravity, he should have fallen to the earth, but suddenly he felt himself being hit by another person. Force captured.

Stepping into it, his senses were distorted. Bologg felt nauseous. His mind seemed to have lost its way and was swallowed up by the twisted power. Strange angles and bends were formed between the twisted walls and the floor, creating a maze-like structure. Dizzying.

The wall on one side seemed to have turned into a "ground", pulling Boluogo closer to it, turning his head to look at Mamo, who seemed to be hanging on the wall at this moment.

"With the distortion of space, the gravity is also changed?"

Boluoge felt a sense of disbelief and threw out his silver hand. Boluogo pulled himself back to Mamo.

Looking up again at this time, the light becomes hazy and weird in this space, shooting into the gaps of the cube, casting a faint halo, illuminating those twisted surfaces, and the shadows are projected on the wall, appearing twisted and disordered, as if It is a projection of hallucination.

"Is this still considered low chaos?" Boluogo began to wonder about the high chaos in the ruins area.

Mamo said, "According to the judging criteria, at least there is no danger here."

Boluogo focused his attention on the end of the office area. The blank walls stretched in all directions, with nothing in them except an elevator door.

"The areas that fell into chaos are the Logistics Department, Sublimation Furnace Core, Containment Department, and some other small parts."

Mamo also looked at the elevator door and continued, "Through this elevator, you can reach different floors and go to different areas."

"It's said to be floors, but just like the Pillar Garden, it's just a spatial division, right?"

Boluogo has always suspected that the office is not divided into floors at all. The so-called floors are just independent parallel spaces, and the elevator is like a portal, transporting employees to different areas.

"Yes." Mamo nodded lightly, and then asked, "Have you carefully understood everything in the ruins area?"

"Understood," said Boluogo, who was very dedicated to the action. He almost memorized it, "but the understanding in words is not as good as the actual experience."

A staff member walked over quickly and whispered something in Mamo's ear, and then Mamo said, "They are ready, you can leave at any time."

Bologg nodded, and then more staff gathered around him. Some people tied a belt for Bologg, which was filled with various things that Bologg would use. Others injected Bologg with injections. Alchemy potion to ensure that Bologo is in peak condition.

Raising his hands, Boluogo felt like a doll, letting anyone dress him up.

Mamo stood in front of Boluogo and gave him his final instructions.

"The ruins area has been out of control for too long, and our records have been interrupted for many years. Now no one knows the specific conditions inside," Mamo said. "What I am most worried about is that the independent spaces of various departments are merging with each other and falling into Completely distorted.”

Boluogo said, "And...if I get lost there, there's a good chance I won't be able to come back, right?"

Mamo nodded heavily, "The space is completely chaotic, and even time is distorted."

Bologg let out a long sigh, and then the huge winch began to rotate. The staff pulled a shining thread from it and wrapped it tightly around Bologg's waist.

"What's this?"

Boluogo looked at this golden thread. Its state showed a sense of superposition. It seemed to be some kind of pure energy that could not be touched, but it also seemed to have an entity.

"This is the necessary ether line to explore the ruined area. It is composed of completely pure and intertwined ether," Mamo then asked, "Have you ever heard of the Minotaur's labyrinth?"

"I have heard, that is to say, that this thread will guide my path?" asked Borogo.

"That's right, if there is enough ether reserve, this ether line can theoretically extend infinitely and will not be interfered by external forces, even the distortion of space. When you return, you just need to follow this thread. Find your way back."

The staff retreated, and Bologg turned around. The etheric line had no sense of weight at all. If it were not visible to the naked eye, Bologg almost felt that the etheric line did not exist.

After checking his equipment, Bologg then picked up the Bite and inserted it into the drooping sword bag behind him. After hesitating for a moment, Bologg still stretched out his hand and took out a sword from the suitcase. Mottled hand axe.

Sawing axe.

After realizing the story behind the Brutal Saw Axe, Bologo was always wary of this bloodthirsty hand axe, but there was nothing he could do about it. This was the price of power.

With the hand ax inserted into the armor belt on his thigh, Boluogo was truly fully armed at this moment.

"The target of your mission is the containment area, where the safe passage to the Holy City is." Mamo reminded.

"Containment area...Okay, I understand."

From the Bureau of Order's perspective, the vital safe passage also needed to be contained, but no one expected that the collapse of the Kenshi would plunge the area into chaos.

The Kenshi is originally part of the virtual domain of the Holy City, so there is a certain overlap between the two in space. Now Mamo is very worried that the spaces inside the ruins area may be merging with each other, so what about it and the Holy City?

It had been too long since anyone had set foot in the ruined area. All the existing information might be out of date, and Mamo was worried about this.

"Don't force it, Boluogo." Thinking of the last thing, Mamo whispered.

"It's okay, I'm an expert." Boluogo looked confident.

"If you encounter a crisis that cannot be solved, remember to take refuge in a safe house."

Mamo ignored Boluogo's confidence at all, but continued to give instructions. In order to operate safely in the ruined area, the Order Bureau placed many safe houses in sporadic low-chaos areas. Mamo didn't know if they still existed today. .

"I'm leaving."

Boluogo strode forward, the elevator door opened, he walked in, then turned around and waved to Mamo until the elevator door closed again.

The moment the elevator door closed, absolute silence descended on the narrow elevator. Boluogo's mood did not change at all, and he lowered his head to look at the row of buttons.

Just like the elevator in the Court of Pillars, there is no floor displayed on the button. There are just signs one after another. Many of the signs dimmed, indicating that the elevator is inaccessible.

Boluogo raised his hand and stroked the rows of buttons, and finally gently pressed the button at the end.

That button has a peculiar symbol, which is three human faces juxtaposed, with eyes, mouth, and ears sealed respectively.

This is the symbol of the containment department.

"Sorry, Mamo, action comes first."

Bologg glanced at the list Mamo had given him. Most of the targets were located in the old sublimation furnace core and the old logistics department area. This was contrary to Bologg's priority goals, but this did not mean that Bologg did not intend to help. , he planned to deal with these secondary targets after finding a safe route through the ruins area.

"Ding dong!"

A crisp sound sounded, and then the elevator door slowly opened.

Boluogo lowered his breath and tensed his muscles, preparing to deal with the next potential crisis. But as the elevator door opened completely, a scene that was beyond his expectation appeared.

What Bolog saw was a familiar office area, with countless figures working silently. Everyone was surrounded by their own tasks and work. The air was filled with the hum of printers, the rustling of pens rubbing against paper, and slight whispers, creating a depressing atmosphere.

Bolog walked out of the elevator blankly. There was no sense of spatial distortion here, and everything was normal.

"Logistics Department?"

Bolog wondered in his heart whether the elevator had broken down and sent him back to the normal logistics department?

The office was neat and clean, with neatly arranged stationery and folders on each desk. White low walls separated each workbench, forming a small personal space. White cloth stickers were hung on the wall, showing various work progress and deadlines.

The staff wore the familiar professional clothes of Bolog, and everyone lowered their heads. Looking around, there were only rows of heads rising and falling.

Everyone was silent, without any laughter. Everyone was immersed in their own world, busy completing tasks and striving for work efficiency and quality.

Blogo walked slowly forward and walked to a workstation. The clerk noticed Blogo's arrival and raised his head abruptly. Blogo saw a blank face.

The blank face exuded a chilling and weird atmosphere. The skin was smooth without a wrinkle or blemish. It was almost as perfect as a mask.

There were no eyes, no nose, no mouth. Its face had no features at all. The blank face was like a blank canvas. The skin was smooth without a wrinkle or blemish. It was almost as perfect as a mask.

Just as Blogo was stunned, its head split open and turned into a vertical scarlet mouth with fangs exposed. It looked twisted and creepy. A deep red light emanated from its mouth, like a demon fire, burning the surrounding air.

Instantly, a frantic scream rang out from the bloody giant mouth. This scream was like a signal. The other "employees" stopped their work one after another. They all raised their heads. In an instant, countless blank faces turned to Blogo, and then cracked, and screamed like a tsunami.

Blogo felt that his eardrums were about to be torn. He decisively pulled out the resentment bite and cursed in his heart.

Sometimes being too dedicated is not good, because your boss will give you a lot of bad work.

"The more capable, the more work, right!"

Blogo roared and cut off the monster's head with a sword.