Origin of Mars

Chapter 52 The Tenth District

This secret experiment has a special interference shield, even the orbiting probes from various countries from Blue Star can only glimpse a chaotic electromagnetic wave pattern.

In fact, the concealment system of the origin base has basically been completed.

At Fang Liang's request, the industrial robots planted signal jammers around the base of origin.

These signal jammers emit special electromagnetic waves that can interfere with data generation by Earth-penetrating satellites.

This is just the first simple line of defense.

If Fang Liang is willing, he can even completely empty the orbit of Mars, and all the probes on it will lose control, move erratically, and disappear into the vastness of space.

But he didn't do that, after all, everything would be pretty boring after that.

Industrial robots are recovering pieces of electromagnetic fences one by one.

Their function was originally to trap the deformed body and prevent it from escaping wantonly.

And this battle has been completely crushed in the second half.

Originally, it was just an entangled struggle between blades and footarms. Even Fang Liang didn't expect that Xuemao would suddenly pull out a tube of laser double-bore cannon.

Times have changed, my lord.

When Fang Liang saw this scene, such a sentence flashed through Fang Liang's mind unconsciously.

At this time, Bloodmaw was sitting cross-legged on the ground, adjusting to a dormant state, and a group of small maintenance robots were circling around it with various tools.

Clean metal debris from joints and check each piece of armor for excessive damage.

The originally smooth and delicate blood-red armor was now covered with hideous scars, which were all caused by the suction cups with sharp inner teeth.

It's just that against the backdrop of these scars, this Bloodthroat Mecha looks even more domineering.

It sat still like an old monk, its pupils lost their light, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.

The deformed body on the side also stopped struggling, and its body was covered with thick frost, and it was put back into the prison device.

If Fang Liang hadn't ordered to stop it earlier, the sharp blade should have pierced through the deformed body's one eye, killing it completely.

That one eye should be the heart-like part on the deformity.

All the functions of the body must be mobilized through this one-eyed eye. It is not only the heart, but also the brain.

The data obtained by Zero has fully verified this point.

"Sir, its vitality is still stabilizing, and it has a strong self-healing function"

Zero on the side suddenly said.

"I understand, but what is its energy source? Those devoured metals? It can't always repair the wound."

Fang Liang couldn't believe it.

"Yes, the abnormal cells in its body have extremely high energy conversion efficiency, similar to cancer cells, these abnormal cells will secrete a transmitter when they recombine and grow, and it is this transmitter that compels each cell to Bonded together to achieve the effect of repairing the wound."

Zero has obtained a lot of important data information from this battle.

There are more and more specific information about this deformity.

Its danger and combat capabilities have also been re-evaluated.

No pain, never tired.

If its core is not destroyed first, then it will endlessly repair wounds and restore limbs.

This feature was enough for Fang Liang to pay attention to.

"Look at it."

He ordered Zero.

The origin base still needed the only sample, so Fang Liang didn't want to kill it so early.

Unless the expedition team conducting a sweeping search on Mars can find a second monstrosity.

But that was also what Fang Liang was most afraid of.

Hope that never happens.

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Country M, District [-].

In this inaccessible wilderness area, there are more and more research institutes surrounded by barbed wire, and all kinds of staff come and go. The researchers are wearing white coats and shuttle between them with documents, like a silent white ghost.

And there are more and more troops stationed here.

As time goes by, not only the area around the barbed wire, but also a few kilometers away from the radiation, there are also military squads with police dogs patrolling. Drones are flying over this wilderness all the time. Infrared detectors Enough to find any trace.

Even some media who have obtained secret information dare not come here.

Therefore, if they are caught, what they face will be indefinite detention, or hot bullets.

They are well aware of this.

But no one dared to challenge the official majesty.

The tenth district has only been established for a few months, and it is already quite large.

Almost half of the resources are leaning towards it.

In an invisible place, report documents are being sent from its body to the high-level hands of M side.

"New results are out."

Lavin put a newly printed data form on the table, and the paper was still emitting warmth.

"We found a strange file in the cloud storage of that computer, it was about a wooden box."

In this huge meeting room, several military officers were sitting, their medals were shining, and one of them had just entered the room and was taking off his coat and putting it on the back of the chair.

"This wooden box was found in a certain virgin forest. It was the result of an archaeological team excavating it after three months. After checking the data, we learned that there was a long history of Mayan civilization in this virgin forest. In other words, the archaeological team should have dug up this exquisite wooden box from the remains of the Mayan civilization."

While talking, LaVine walked up to these officers and handed them the documents in his hand.

On the file is the picture of this wooden box, including various dialysis diagrams of the internal structure, all obtained from the computer cloud.

"very beautiful."

An officer nodded and said casually.

"Yes, but that's not the stranger thing."

Lavin pulled down the projection screen, "The Mayan civilization existed at least 2000 years ago, that is to say, this wooden box has existed for nearly 2000 years, but there is not even a little mold on its surface."

"Anti-corrosion coating?"

An officer frowned slightly, "Some primitive tribes would use some tree sap mixed with minerals to create natural preservatives for food storage or...to keep corpses intact."

"You're right, but in this wooden box, we found no preservatives of any kind."

Lavin nodded at him, "That is to say, it is a box made of simple wooden materials without any coating, and it was placed on a stone platform in a basement. It is a relic. It is speculated that it may be the place where the Mayans took water every day."

"So what do you want to explain? The deadly gas is related to this wooden box?"

"Yes, that's my guess too."

"There is a certain substance inside this wooden box, which will produce a very violent reaction the moment it comes into contact with the air, producing a terrible poison gas effect."

Lavin said slowly, "But this is just a conjecture. In the field of chemistry, no such terrifying element has been discovered, unless the Mayans had already possessed the ability to manufacture biochemical weapons at that time."

"Like something out of a science fiction novel."

An officer smiled and put the document on the table, "If they can make biochemical weapons, they won't be beaten and fled by the colonists holding shotguns and cannons."

"So I think that this wooden box should not have come from the hands of the Mayans. They just obtained it through a certain way and regarded it as a treasure and enshrined it."

The projection screen flashed, and the picture that appeared was the spectacular underground ruins.

It was an altar, and several square water channels were dug out around it, surrounding the raised stone platform in the center. There was a square groove on the stone platform. It is not difficult to imagine that that should be the location where the archaeological team obtained the wooden box.

"Sacrificing to the gods is an extremely important part of Mayan culture. At that time, Mayan priests were regarded as the sons of the sun. They connected the communication between heaven and earth through themselves, and their status was very honorable."

LaVine explained methodically.

"Their knowledge of celestial bodies, their ability to predict eclipses, lunar eclipses, and other interstellar conjunction cycles, including prophecy, has permeated every Maya's life and made them awe-inspiring by all Mayans."

"This also makes every Mayan priest to be placed in a mausoleum carefully designed after death. The grand architectural structure, the exquisite stone carving pattern as the background, and the fake face made of the most noble jade are used far more than the actual The required stone body wraps itself tightly, because the Mayans believe that life and death are also in an eternal alternate cycle like their "Tezoljin Calendar" and "Tusili Calendar", reaching a certain point in time , the people in the mausoleum can be resurrected again..."

Lavin's tone suddenly paused, zooming in on one side of the ruins.

"However, in this ruins, the archaeological team discovered a large number of Mayan bones. Judging from the headdresses of some of them, the corpses of at least seven priests were thrown into the ruins as sacrifices for worship. The center of the sacrifice is the highest stone platform where this wooden box was found."

"Isn't that organization called AORC an evil religion branched out from the Mayan civilization? This is your previous judgment."

A military officer suddenly asked.

"Yes, you are right. The basis of this judgment is based on the fact that both of them believe in a mysterious religion of Kassog. The name of this religion is the god in charge of life, death and creation in the Mayan translation, and it is also mentioned in the murals. Incarnate, a gigantic humanoid creature with three dog's heads."

Lavin nodded at him, "And the Planet Film and Television Group behind AORC will allocate nearly 2 million M yuan as their research funding. With the support of such a huge force, their research has become more and more in-depth."

"How many people are there in this religion?"

From entering the room until now, an officer who had been silent all the time suddenly spoke. He glanced at LaVine with a slightly cold look in his eyes.

"Probably tens of thousands of people. It involves a very wide range of categories, including almost all classes in country M. The specific information of the members is still being collected in a unified way. Among the four corpses, there is a popular actress from Planet Films. , Cross Ball."

Lavin thought for a while and replied.

No one answered, and several officers were lost in thought. They looked at the stone surface engraved with gorgeous patterns on the projection screen, and said nothing.

The tenth district is the most extensive organization in the history of country M. It is essentially a new aerospace agency. It combines several military departments and includes research elites in various fields.

The officers present here are also the best in the department.

They were well-informed, and at first glance the documents before them might be nothing more than a bizarre religious accident.

But if you pay attention to the details, coupled with the recent events, an inexplicable sense of absurdity flows in the hearts of every officer.

From the establishment of the tenth district, they didn't even get much specific information. They just received orders that could not be refused, and they gathered here from all directions, becoming an inconspicuous cog in this huge machine.

"Okay, thank you, Professor Lavin, today's meeting is here. If there is still a need, we will look for you again."

An officer stood up suddenly, adjusted the brim of his hat, and stretched out his hand to Lavin.

"That's what I should do, sir."

LaVine didn't dare to neglect, and quickly extended his hand to hold him.

The rough calluses scratched across the skin, and the officer's eyes glanced at Lavin inadvertently. Without saying anything, he left the conference room one by one.

After all the officers left, after 10 minutes, LaVine suddenly stood up, rummaged through the cabinet, and found something similar to an intercom.

From the first second of entering the tenth district, LaVine had no way to communicate with the outside world.

It is covered with special radio interception devices, and no communication signals can be transmitted from here to the outside world.

The only thing that can be used is a special intercom provided by the military. The biggest function of this intercom is short-distance communication.

And this oval-shaped device is spitting out strips of paper at a fixed frequency. There are only black dots on the paper strips, and horizontal lines accompanying the black dots.

At the bottom of this file-filled drawer, there are already a lot of notes like this.

LaVine tore off the notes, examined them carefully, his fingers clenched the paper unconsciously, and his dry lips were constantly moving, as if he was meditating on something.

In just a few minutes, Lavin translated the lengthy code, and then his eyes danced, his expression was very complicated and tangled, as if he was thinking about some important choice.

He then grabbed the elliptical device and slammed it on the ground, again and again, until it broke in half and its parts shattered.

La Wen's chest heaved, he took the broom, and vigorously swept the equipment that had turned into garbage into the dustpan. He tore it into countless pieces together with the large pile of white paper in the drawer and stuffed them into the dustpan. in the trash.

After doing all this, LaVine breathed a sigh of relief, and sat back on his seat, but his hands were still trembling slightly, pale and frighteningly pale.

(End of this chapter)