high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 450 For the big plan!
Saint-Bonis, sixth arrondissement.

In a secret base located hundreds of miles underground, researchers in cloaks and robes ran back and forth, screaming loudly, and a huge amount of faint blue light reflected on their faces from the scintillator, making everything running or stopping seem a bit transcendent nature.

In this base composed of various circuits, machines, and high-hardness engineering materials, the researchers in cloaks and robes seem to have jumped out of the tomb, the old ones are incompatible with the surrounding atmosphere... They wear high-quality linen underwear next to their skin, Outside this inner garment, there is a gorgeous silk robe inlaid with jewels. The cloak material is covered with various ornaments in green and blue patterns, such as clocks, daggers, pearl birds, small kettles and fingers, etc. .

now.

This group of people who are not like researchers but more like ancient magicians gathered together in front of a huge supercomputer... Whether they are running, standing or shouting, looking at the countless 01 codes , projected onto the virtual light screen in mid-air, the face showed an unconcealable ecstasy.

……

【Item Number】: Containment 1——243 (time alarm clock).

[Project Level]: Sequence One/Untouchable Level.

[Description]: Containment 1——243 is a jet-black appearance, 23.4 cm in length, width and height, and a clock life form made of unknown metal objects.The suspected former owner "Judge A████" is printed on the second hand, the specific information is unknown.The clock has been confirmed by 5-003 to come from the outer solar system, and it has survived in a radius of heat radiation equivalent to the center of a nuclear explosion. It has extremely high hardness and melting point, and is indestructible.

When a subject tries to touch 1-243, his/her time changes unobservably immediately, and three and a half minutes later, brain disorders including but not limited to epilepsy, dementia, schizophrenia, and aphasia appear. Internal neuron disease, the subject cannot be treated, the observable part of the body is in a combination of quantum collapse after pile after pile, and the somatosensory response is gradually lost.

[Special Containment Procedures]: 1——243 will be contained in a giant non-transparent container with a size of at least 30 mx 20 mx 10 m. Members below Level A clearance are not allowed to conduct observation experiments on it, and employees are prohibited from talking to it. Anyone Unauthorized personnel who attempt to communicate with 1-243 will be stopped and forcibly destroyed. If 1-243 actively makes abnormal noises, they must respond quickly and respond with all their strength depending on the situation.

[Test 1065.1.3]: The researchers involved in the experiment included Blair Douglas, Archduke Alger, De Vere VII, etc.

Log One: ████████.

Log Two: ████████.

……

Test Results: ████████.

[Test 1321.4.28]: ████████.

Test Results: ████████.

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【附录】：1——243与1——004之间存在独特的信息交流，通常1——004在交流后将表现出极大的愉悦感和治愈感，短暂丧失攻击性。

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In the main console, the supercomputer is constantly changing instructions.

Investigator Rayleigh Mosolas obtained information from the Aviva Power Company, and the scene after scene was proofread by the database, and finally projected into mid-air.

No one speaks.

The sounds of running and shouting excitedly had long been silenced, and the sound of breathing and swallowing saliva was suppressed with all efforts. It sounded like the rustling of a group of wild beasts' claws and fangs rubbing each other with the sound of the wind before eating.

A beast indeed.

They have been in exile for too long, thirsty for blood for too long.

Exiled and suppressed by the [Humanistic Association], controlled and excluded by those organizations that are also supernatural.

They struggled again and again, escaping from the threats of extraterrestrials, different dimensions or outer space, like flies crawling in a dung pile full of maggots, desperately bulging their compound eyes, expecting the hooves of predators to strike The feet will lightly pass over the top of his head.

These strangely dressed "magicians" covered their mouths, almost crying loudly, and looked at the light curtain projected into the midair, and couldn't help laughing.

After 1-087 (Spear of Dionysus), they finally found another Sequence One containment item.

That was 1-243, which had breached containment long before the schism of the Humanitarian Association!

"Who would have thought that Raleigh Mosolas would have found it? Damn it, who would believe that Raleigh is just a D-rank investigator?" In the silence, someone sighed:
"It's only been a few months since he joined us? He hasn't even finished a formal training session!"

"Then who would have thought that 1-243 would appear in Brown City? It cannot be detected with existing technology, and the lunatics in the Humanities Association and the Separatists thought it was taken to extraterrestrial space by the lizardmen."

"Stop, stop first... I propose to send a task force now, and start voting now."

"I agree."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

……

"Good afternoon, gentlemen, what a day to celebrate."

Amidst the noise, a piercing cough suddenly broke in, as sharp as a needle.

The veiled old woman staggered into the main control room. She was also wearing a cloak and robe, but her accessories were more brilliant and luxurious than anyone present. Gold, green and silver little fingers hung all over the hem of her cloak, like A veil studded with pearls.

After a brief moment of consternation, the researchers leaned over to kiss her hand as she approached, bowed good afternoon, and addressed her as ma'am.

"How many years have passed, and we have taken another step forward."

It seemed that his heart was surging to the point where he could no longer hide it.

Under the black veil, with unconcealable joy in her rough voice, the old woman opened her arms to the void and worshiped: "Praise my Lord!"

"Praise my lord, for—" the researchers knelt down on the ground, pressing one hand on their left chest and crying out: "Big plan!!!!!!"

Almost just for a moment.

The sound of worship and crying became higher and higher, and no one could continue to wake up in this fanatical atmosphere. Those "magician" researchers instantly became the most fanatical religious believers, chanting unknown Names tear off each other's clothes like estrous cattle and sheep, leaving holy scars on each other's bodies.

That is the sacrifice that has lasted for thousands of years, hundreds of years, or even tens of thousands of years ago, the Lamb's love for the Lord, the source of all demands and rewards... everything is for the big plan destined by the universe!
They are the ones who dug the spring, and they are the ones who unseal the seal. After the final judgment comes, because of the work they have done, they will exist forever, and they will live forever like the underground stones!

In this frantic atmosphere.

And suddenly.

The red light danced wildly!

The ear-piercing siren buzzed, like a sea wave sweeping them over in an instant!

"What's going on? What's going on?!"

The old woman kicked a kneeling weeping man away, yelling.

In the main control room, the supercomputer seemed to be in convulsions, and the huge and even bloated database automatically started searching without command permission, projecting a sea of ​​data that covered half the hall like a flame.

"Fuck fuck fuck! Stop! I fucking stop!"

A middle-aged researcher who had just unbuttoned his pants screamed. He slapped the bewildered person standing in front of the console, his fingers trembling and jumping on the keyboard, and his eyes were instantly bloodshot:

"Hacked! Quick! Let's fucking move! We've been invaded! The investigation team blocked his signal! The tracking team put a Trojan horse on his computer, quick! Quick! Quick! ...Permission group? All fucking They're all moving!"

"Have you found the address of the intruder? Take over his part of the power grid... cut off the power!"

"Attack!"

"Let the Black Guard squad attack!"

Suddenly, the entire underground base fell into a commotion. That strange hacker was as cunning as a loach. Before everyone could react, he easily dismantled one firewall after another, spying on them naked. Secret, brutal and merciless.

"It's over."

"how is this possible……"

"It's over..."

Amidst the piercing sirens and the overwhelming red light, a researcher retreated with a murmur.

On the host screen at this moment, countless codes flowed out like a waterfall, almost changing in a way of swiping the screen, but in just a few seconds, another new firewall was compromised.

too fast.

With an entire data center and hundreds of servers, they can't even compare with the other party...

"Don't be fucking dumb, get moving!"

The roar awakened the researcher, he turned his head, only to see the bloodshot eyes of the middle-aged man: "If the permission file is cracked by that bastard, one counts as one.

We're all going to be fed to lizards! "

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On the other side, in the city of Blanc, in the data processing room of the Aviva Power Company.

D-level investigator Rayleigh Mosolas had his hands bound and his neck was livid. He had already passed out on the floor. On the chair next to him, Bai Shu, who had previously excused himself to go to the bathroom, was typing on the keyboard.

"79%, 80%, 81%, 82%...Ahhhhhh, hurry up, hurry up, I'll take a look."

In the faint blue light, the data bar was filled little by little, and he tapped the execution sign to confirm the output.

"Come on." Bai Shu smiled: "Let me see what you are."

Amidst the buzzing siren of the underground base, doors in the network ocean opened, and thousands of gateways containing confidential data opened their arms to him.

The most secretive side of the world has finally revealed a gap...

(End of this chapter)