13. Chapter 13

After a whole morning of carpet search, it was obviously detailed enough, but there was still no extra discovery, and even the slightest clue of what happened decades ago could not be found.

There was a B-level old man in the team who had studied cryptography for a certain period of time. He arranged the books in the entire library, as well as the clues obtained by different groups in different places, including the "pnpso" obtained in the ward, and put them in front of him. He racked his brains and thought hard, but he couldn't explain anything.

"Logically speaking, this kind of former military base cannot have left secret reports."

The man took a ballpoint pen and drew circles on the white paper, "But I used several different solutions and couldn't get any clues. It is possible that this base has created its own password."

Generally, when such characters and letters appear, the first thing that comes to mind is related to the password, especially under the premise of a military base.

[It's so strange, why can't I solve it all the time? Is there any different metaphor for this string of letters? ]

[I'm curious about this too. But I still think it is more likely to be a string of codes. I don't know if you noticed that there is a whole bookshelf over there that is full of books related to this aspect. Maybe the Son of God and the others also discovered this, so they tried to solve it with codes. 】

"Don't classical cryptography also have codes such as the Virginia cipher that require keys?"

Messiah thought, "Stop first. Either we are going in the wrong direction, or we are missing a key clue."

He Jianlan, who was standing aside, frowned deeply.

It is almost noon now, and their carpet search still has not yielded much. Everything is the same as last night, stuck at a certain point, unable to move forward.

If this goes on, it will be a blatant delay. However, what they lack most now is time, and what they cannot waste the most is time. If there are no more clues, they will have to start taking the initiative to attack regardless of the loss at the latest after dinner tonight.

Just as He Jianlan was thinking, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door from far to near.

He stood up from his seat and walked to the door.

"Your Excellency, the Son of God."

A C-level trainee who ran up from downstairs stood at the door of the library, bent over and gasped, "Something happened!"

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When Messiah led the people who stayed in the library to the scene of the incident, some people had already gathered at the scene.

The old people and the newcomers talked in low voices, each with an undisguised look of fear on their faces.

Seeing the blond Son of God coming over, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had been given a reassurance pill.

"Your Excellency, the Son of God."

"Great, the Son of God is finally here."

......

Messiah nodded to the crowd and walked into the path formed by the crowd spontaneously dispersing.

This is the stairwell on the first floor below ground. People were blocking the stairs leading to the second floor below ground, and they looked down one by one. As soon as they looked out a little, they quickly retracted as if they were afraid of being assimilated by the deep darkness.

The stairs leading to the second floor below ground were very shabby. Not only were they shabby, but they seemed to be so dark that they had to prevent their prying eyes. There was not even a light.

Messiah tilted his head to look deeper into the underground second floor.

Not only was there no light in the stairwell, but the entire corridor on the underground second floor was also dark.

No one knew what terrifying existence was hidden in such a fierce darkness.

"What happened?"

As he walked, he looked at Qin Ye, who was in charge of this area.

Qin Ye: "I took them to check if there was any missing information in the wards on the underground first floor, and then suddenly a newcomer came here to report that he heard a strange sound in the stairwell, so I brought people here."

The blond saint raised his hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet. Everyone fell silent.

At first, no one heard anything, but gradually, after about a minute of silence, everyone heard the strange rustling sound.

This sound was very strange, there was no rhythm to follow, and it was like the sour feeling of something sharp scratching on an iron plate, which made people's goose bumps stand up.

The barrage chattered and discussed.

[This instance is really too peaceful. It was already noon the next day and we still hadn't explored the entire mental hospital. The conditions were so good, but the medical staff were nowhere to be seen during the day.]

[The main reason is that the Son of God has strong organizational skills. In other instances, the old people are all troublemakers and no one obeys anyone, so the probability of being left alone is high and there are more accidents.]

[Indeed, in this instance, only one person died because he was left alone to go to the toilet. At other times, everyone acted in a group. There was no sense of expectation at all. Everyone just had to mindlessly follow the orders of the Son of God.]

[Don't worry. If they don't have more clues, they may have to go down to the second floor even if they don't want to.]

He Jianlan's eyes were full of shock, "Is there a living thing down there?"

"No, it may not be a living thing." Qin Ye said, "It could be something else."

They all looked at Meng Tianlu, who was standing aside with his eyes closed and concentrating.

Last time on the second floor below ground, Meng Tianlu tried to let go of his perception, but he fainted.

Coma means that the psychic's mental power has been completely drained. The feeling that the brain is almost dry is so uncomfortable that it feels like someone is grinding on the top of the head with a saw. It took several days to recover.

Fortunately, Meng Tianlu did not encounter this emergency alone. Because the overdraft of the psychic's mental power is a very terrible thing, a horrific tragedy once occurred in an S-level copy "Evil Spirit Ancient Well".

A senior psychic accidentally connected to the most terrifying existence in the copy not long after entering the copy. At the moment of connection, the senior psychic's mental power was drained, and the evil spirit also took over the psychic's body.

In the end, none of the three teams that entered the S-level copy survived and were wiped out. It was not until many years later, when this instance was restarted, that the newcomer found the diary of the last survivor who opened the instance in the instance, and learned about this horrific past.

"I can't sense anything now, and it may be because of the loss last night... I haven't recovered yet."

Looking at the darkness of the second floor below ground, Meng Tianlu was unsure.

"I'll try. If you find something wrong, knock me out immediately."

There was really no other way. He was the only psychic in the instance, and although he was only an intermediate psychic, he could only force himself to do something.

Meng Tianlu opened his eyes wide, trying to ignore the Waterloo he had encountered here last night, and was about to use his mental power to explore again.

"Wait."

Messiah suddenly interrupted his perception, "Just release the rope, we need information now."

The rope Messiah was talking about was He Jianlan's special item.

It's not right to say it's a rope. The full name of the item is a knotted lasso, which is a B-level item He Jianlan got in a B-level instance.

Its use is very simple and extensive. It can be used for attack, defense, and even detection. It is also the reason why He Jianlan got the high B-level evaluation. Relying on this powerful prop, other old people have to give him some face.

He Jianlan hesitated and said, "Will it be..."

"No." Messiah said, "I'm here."

The blond saint has already grasped the high priest's staff in his hand. A few fresh green leaves hang on the dead branches, and a light golden halo appears in the dim corridor, which looks quite reassuring.

Since Messiah has taken out the S-level prop, He Jianlan will naturally not hesitate anymore.

He took out his knotted lasso very straightforwardly, and with the cooperation of Meng Tianlu, he slowly lowered it from the gap between the stairs.

A circle of people surrounded the place tightly, and everyone stared nervously at the place where the rope was hanging down.

He Jianlan's knotted lasso has an ability setting that will definitely tie something. This determined that as long as the rope was taken out and put down, it would automatically tie up something, and then they would work together to drag it up.

Well... I don't know whether the person being dragged up is a human or a ghost, but generally speaking, it is still very risky.

If it were in the past, He Jianlan would never take such a risk. But since the Messiah has taken out the High Priest's Staff, there is no point in risk assessment, just go ahead.

Zong Jiu, who came out of the bathroom, saw this scene and looked sideways.

Sheng Yu, who happened to be looking for him but couldn't find him, hurried down from upstairs. When he saw the person behind the crowd, his eyes lit up, "Brother Jiu!"

The high school student must have been looking for him for a long time, and his voice was out of control. When he shouted like this, everyone around the stairs heard it.

Brother Jiu?

They all turned around and saw the white-haired young man standing there with a smile.

Standing there is nothing wrong, but the person standing behind him is the one who is wrong.

The black-haired man's eyes were like a cold pond, and his whole body was as indifferent as if the whole world owed him millions.

Not to mention other people, even the audience in Messiah's live broadcast room were shocked.

[Damn, it's only been a short time, how come this white-haired beauty has already embraced Zhuge boss' thigh? ]

[I told you, who would be so stupid as to refuse the invitation of the Son of God and directly quit the team, wow, it turns out that they had been prepared for a long time, seamless transition]

[To be honest, they had been guessing here before that this white-haired and that F-level were traitors, but I actually think that this white-haired and Zhuge An are more alike]

[Awesome, good-looking people are different, and even two of them are S-level bosses, I'm jealous]

The comments can see it, there is no reason why other trainees can't see it.

These two days, Zhuge An can be said to be a dragon that can't be seen. Except when he can be seen at dinner, he doesn't know where he went at other times. He is mysterious.

This time, it was outside the restaurant. It was the first time they met this No.3. What was even more shocking was that the boss seemed to know Zong Jiu. At least if they were completely strangers, it would be easy to tell from their expressions and behaviors that the atmosphere between them was relatively harmonious.

Zong Jiu was not affected by this atmosphere at all.

He nodded casually at Sheng Yu, "What's the matter?"

From a distance, Sheng Yu had a sad face, "Brother Jiu, I came downstairs to chase you, but I didn't find you after going back and forth several times."

Zong Jiu glanced at the suddenly tight rope in the stairwell, "Really? Thank you for believing me."

"Senior He, the rope moved!"

He Jianlan was about to speak, but turned back and found that the rope in his hand was pulled. So he turned back again and hurriedly pulled with others.

Sheng Yu struggled to pass through the crowd, and during this time he received contemptuous and repulsive eyes from some newcomers.

That's right. He and Zong Jiu are now the insiders they have stamped and certified. They are like rat shit in the stinking ditch. No one dares to approach them, no matter whether they are wronged or not.

"Brother Jiu, what is this...?"

When Sheng Yu saw Zhuge An and wanted to ask Zong Jiu quietly, the white-haired young man suddenly patted his shoulder and said earnestly.

"Xiao Sheng, I have a task for you."

This is the first time that Zong Jiu has called Sheng Yu so seriously. The high school student was suddenly like chicken blood, "Brother Jiu, you say!"

Zong Jiu pointed behind him, "Go and see what they are doing."

"But..." Sheng Yu was a little frustrated, "They are avoiding me now."

"Don't be afraid, they are messing with you now, you just need to squeeze in, take a few glances, and figure out what happened."

The white-haired young man curved his eyebrows, "Didn't you say you wanted to get along with me? I have found a new thigh for you now."

Hearing this, the new thigh glanced coldly at them who were whispering.

"I'm going to negotiate with him now, you go get the news, and we'll meet up at lunch."

Perhaps these words reminded Sheng Yu of their current situation. So the high school student plucked up his courage, stood at attention and saluted, "Okay."

"I will definitely do what Brother Jiu asked me to do!"

"You're energetic, really good."

Zong Jiu praised without sincerity, and finally looked at the people who had already started to pull up the rope, and turned into the ward next door with Zhuge An.

"Dong——"

The door of the ward was gently closed.

In the silent air, the black-haired man suddenly sneered, "Negotiate conditions?"

The bullet comments in the two live broadcast rooms were refreshed one after another.

[The collision between E-level and S-level! Why am I so excited! 】

【No way, what mood did this white-haired beauty have when she said this】

【Wow, there is an equal aura as soon as I enter the door, and it feels like the conversation may not go smoothly】

Indeed, an E-level, who wants to negotiate with No. 3 so confidently, is a bit too confident.

Zong Jiu's face was calm, "Why? Does Mr. Zhuge have extra clues now?"

"If there were extra clues, you wouldn't be sneaking behind me, right?"

Zhuge An didn't say anything.

Although the other party seemed to be impeccable on the surface, Zong Jiu didn't care, but continued on his own, "Unfortunately, I happen to have the clue you want to know. - About the clue of the S-level prop in the operating room, isn't it?"

That's right, Zong Jiu would rather choose to leave the team early than reveal the S-level clue to others, because he wanted to use this news as his biggest trump card.

After all, this clue is not only about the S-level prop, but also closely related to the main line of this copy. If this clue is lost, the future development of the copy is still unknown.

With this trump card, Zong Jiu is equivalent to having a life-saving talisman.

Before he reveals this news, or before other people get the clue from Dr. Chu, he can hold this trump card to negotiate with anyone else, confident and fearless.

For example, now, Zong Jiu has found Zhuge An.

Zhuge An narrowed his eyes, "You are confident."

"Aren't you afraid that I will use other means to force you to tell the clue?"

"No, you won't."

The white-haired young man shook his head affirmatively.

This is the information that Zong Jiu deduced from the original plot.

At the beginning of the copy, there was a chapter in the original text that gave the perspective of Zhuge An. It was through this chapter that Zong Jiu learned that the identity card the other party got was an ordinary card.

Of course, in addition to this... He also took advantage of the plot to know some of the personality characteristics of this Zhuge boss.

For example, he was arrogant and conceited, eccentric and noble.

These personality traits were profiled by Zong Jiu from his memories of the plot, and turned into the current certainty.

Zhuge An looked at Zong Jiu deeply.

Yes, he would not do the coercion and inducement he just assumed.

It's not that he can't.

After all, an S-level wanted to deal with an E-level. To exaggerate, Zhuge An held back in the bathroom. Because the physical fitness of ordinary people and S-level is not on the same physical level. The former is an ordinary person, and the latter may be a special force soldier who has undergone physical enhancement.

So, it's not that he can't, but that he disdains.

He disdains to use such despicable means.

Seeing that Zhuge An didn't say anything, Zong Jiu knew that he was probably right.

The smile on the white-haired young man's face became wider and wider, and he stretched out his hand to fully express his friendly attitude.

Of course, his friendliness is limited to profitability.

"How is it, happy cooperation?"

"Happy to test me?"

The black-haired man narrowed his eyes at him, and the corners of his lips rose sarcastically, "You are more interesting than those ignorant creatures with average single-cell brains outside."

As he said this, he symbolically extended half a finger, shook it lightly, and then separated it with great disdain, as if contacting a mortal like Zong Jiu was the greatest favor he could have for condescending to him.

Zong Jiu: "......?"

He really wanted to ask, big brother, are you still in the middle school period? You are beautiful when you don't speak on weekdays, but why do you ask for a beating when you speak?

Although a cooperative relationship was established, the atmosphere in the ward fell into silence again because of Zhuge An's words.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Zong Jiu decided to tell a cold joke.

In his true spirit of seeking knowledge, he spoke very seriously, "Big brother Zhuge, I have a question."

"Do you have an ancestor... named Zhuge Liang?"