Restricted area grave keeper

Chapter 270 In Your Hands
"Sure enough, everything here doesn't exist for no reason, but someone is manipulating it behind the scenes..."

Realizing that he might be in a certain space in the mirror, and thinking of the corpse of the scientific researcher he saw before, Bai Mo finally no longer doubted his previous guess.

Someone used the body of a dragon as a "portal", connected it to another hidden space through the technique of eating out, and used some kind of technique similar to overlapping mirror images to cover up the real coordinates of that space——

This passage is hidden in the technique of eating out. There are not only many corpses behind it, but also an unrestricted taboo sequence, and an endless corridor. It seems very chaotic at first glance, but if you regard it as the first Looking at the portal used for the second line of defense... then everything may be explained.

"What's the matter with this human head?"

Beside Bai Mo, Yang Yiyi boldly looked at "her own" head for a long time, the more she looked at it, the more creepy she felt, and finally couldn't help asking.

"Tell me about the scar on your chin first." Bai Mo looked at her.

"you……"

Yang Yiyi's eyes dodged a little, and she subconsciously raised her bangs on the right side, trying to cover the scar again.

However, when she touched the chin that was supposed to have a scar, she froze in place suddenly, and touched it again in disbelief, with a dazed and imperceptible joy in her eyes.

"The scars are gone..."

However, when she was stroking her smooth chin in a daze, Bai Mo's light words ruthlessly hit her fantasy.

"Don't be too happy, the scar is still there, but it's on the left side of your chin."

Yang Yiyi was stunned again, and quickly touched her left chin. The familiar rough feeling made her feel heavy, and she asked a little dullly: "The scar has transferred, why did this happen?"

"I said it because we were in the mirror."

Bai Mo said lightly, "At first I heard the scream you said, and it sounded like your voice, so when I noticed that the scar on your chin was in the wrong place, I almost thought you were a fake— —Fortunately, I did not draw conclusions blindly, but conducted a timely investigation.”

Yang Yiyi suddenly remembered the way Bai Mo rushed out just now, and suddenly understood, it turned out that this guy was worried about his own safety at that time...

However, when she saw the human head in Bai Mo's hand, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly she was shocked, with some lingering fears in her heart——

Wait... If this guy hadn't checked it out then, wouldn't it be her who had her head cut off?

Yang Yiyi swallowed.

"So this is what you mean by 'mirror'? Can you reproduce people like us?" She hesitated after thinking for a moment.

"Roughly speaking."

Bai Mo said lightly, "However, the level of the guy here is too low. He probably wants to turn us into mirror images and pull us into this mirror corridor without sound, but the method is too rough, and the scar on your face has changed its position." , revealing a very obvious flaw."

Although Yang Yiyi was still a little confused, she roughly understood what Bai Mo meant. He seemed to be saying that the guy behind this was not good at learning...

"You mean... there are other people hiding in this passage, and that guy is secretly plotting against us?"

Bai Mo was about to speak, but suddenly he felt something, and turned his head to look in the direction of the corner in the distance.

At the same time, an old voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.

"I have to say, one of the two really sounds worse than the other, what 'rough means', what 'secret calculations'... This is simply blatant slander, I have never had that kind of thought."

"who!"

Yang Yiyi's heart tightened, and she suddenly pointed the flashlight in the direction of the sound.

However, the speed of the speaker was so fast that it was frightening. She only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and the moment she turned on the flashlight, she saw a figure standing in front of her with an expressionless face.

Yang Yiyi's heart tightened, and immediately before her eyes blurred, Bai Mo instantly appeared in front of her, blocking her behind, staring at the man in front of her without saying a word.

It was a man with an ordinary appearance, an equally ordinary figure, and even more old-fashioned clothes. He belonged to the kind of passer-by who didn't want to take a second look when he was thrown into the crowd.

... the attraction is his eyes.

If Bai Mo's eyes are often as deep as the ocean, then the eyes of this man in front of him are more like flames that have been extinguished for a long time, without any light or temperature, what is left is only deathly tranquility.

At this moment, he set his eyes on the head of "Yang Yiyi" in Bai Mo's hand, with a regretful expression on his face, he stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch it, and made an extremely old voice.

"What are you talking about rough... Look, this human head is actually quite delicate, isn't it? If it weren't for this scar..."

Bai Mo's face was expressionless, and without warning, he threw the head out of his hand, and the head turned into an afterimage, appearing in the man's face instantly like a cannonball.

The man did not dodge or dodge, and with a loud noise, the head shattered like a watermelon.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yiyi behind Bai Mo felt a toothache—this head had the same face as hers, but it was thrown out as a weapon, and she felt a little headache for no reason as she watched "her" head explode. ...

The man didn't dodge at all, but he was still unscathed after suffering such a heavy blow, which was quite a headache. He first wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, then licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and closed his eyes to recall: "Not only the appearance, but the smell of blood is also very pure, without any false aura, which shows that my methods are not rough at all."

He seems to be very obsessed with the question of "whether his methods are really rough", as if he wants to prove something.

Bai Mo ignored his self-talk, and asked lightly, "Who are you?"

The man was taken aback when he heard the words, then gave a wry smile, and replied somewhat belatedly, "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself again. My name is Wang Zhao, and I'm a scientist."

"the scientist……"

"Yes, scientist."

The man seemed to want to laugh, and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, "As you can see, this 'mirror corridor' is my work. Your Excellency's previous guess is actually correct, but there are a few more things I want to add..."

"No need." Bai Mo interrupted him coldly.

"It's really not necessary? Don't you wonder what will happen if you continue to go deeper into this passage?" Wang Zhao asked with some expectation.

"Compared to this, I'm more curious about what you're planning. Why do you want to pull us into the so-called 'mirror corridor'?"

Bai Mo glanced at the headless corpse of 'himself' not far away, and his voice became colder.

"As a rigorous scientist, you have to conduct repeated experiments before publishing any scientific research results, don't you?" Wang Zhao said as a matter of course.

"You treat us as guinea pigs?!" Yang Yiyi said angrily.

"No way, after all, you are the first group of people to come here... By the way, I removed the heart of the guy in the red dress. In my opinion, it should be a good experimental material. You two don't need to make a fuss. .”

The man's expression was very sincere, as if he really regarded Bai and Mo as experimental subjects.

"People of your time are all lunatics." After a moment of silence, Bai Mo commented.

"Most people in the world are like this. They can't see the truth themselves, so they slander those who touch the truth as lunatics—is it the same with your Excellency?"

Bai Mo didn't answer, he was silent for a moment, and asked calmly, "Tell me your purpose."

An old voice came out of Wang Zhao's mouth: "As Your Excellency guessed, I have been waiting for Your Excellency's arrival."

Bai Mo stared slightly: "You know me too?"

"I don't know, but there are very few people who can come to this place. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to wait for the second person."

Yang Yiyi was a little unconvinced, this guy obviously didn't treat her as a human being!
But Bai Mo seems to have some understanding of the identity of the guy in front of him, but the murderous aura on his body seems to have disappeared...

Does he think the guy in front of him is a friend rather than an enemy?

"I see... Since you are waiting for me, let me see the real side of this place." At this moment, Bai Mo's voice continued to sound.

"Of course, but I still want to remind your Excellency that you can still think about my previous question-if you continue to go deep into this passage, what will happen?"

Wang Zhao said meaningfully.

And as his old voice fell, the surrounding scene changed for a while, and the dark and long passage suddenly disappeared, replaced by an empty room.

"The eyes you are looking for are here." Yang Yiyi reminded in a low voice.

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and sure enough, he saw a huge blue eyeball lying quietly in a petri dish. The culture fluid was surging, and the waves seemed to cover its gaze.

The three of them were standing in front of a huge mirror, and the mirror image of the three of them appeared in the mirror.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Yang Yiyi touched her chin subconsciously, and found that the scar had returned to the original position, feeling a little confused.

Wang Zhao walked towards the desk in the room, and said as he walked: "The so-called mirror image is actually the truest self. It is what you are, and you will never pretend - so just place such materials on the surface, It can form a camouflage that is extremely difficult to detect, completely hiding our location, and cannot be peeped by any line of sight."

"What the hell is this guy talking about?" Yang Yiyi couldn't help asking Bai Mo.

"What he meant was that the previous passage was a false camouflage. He intercepted that space, swapped the mirrored space with the real space, and transformed the original mirrored space to make it look like the real one. The space is the same, but the real space is intercepted and folded here, separated from the backbone of the world, so it cannot be spied on by outsiders."

Yang Yiyi's eyes widened: "Why the more you talk, the more I don't understand..."

Bai Mo considered for a moment, seemed to be reorganizing the language, and said: "If you compare the whole world to a black pipe, and everything else is white liquid, then you can think that this guy secretly replaced part of the black pipe with white liquid, two The original part of the black pipe is fused into the white liquid, thus dissociating outside the world, while the vacant part is filled by the blackened white liquid, thus covering up the fact that the black pipe was intercepted—— Do you understand that?"

Yang Yiyi nodded half-understood, then suddenly widened her eyes and said: "That is to say... we are no longer in the original world, but in the white liquid?"

But how is this possible?It has completely exceeded her imagination!

I'm afraid even an S-level transcendent can't do this kind of thing, right?

No...not afraid.

An S-level transcendent would certainly not be able to do such a thing!

However, what made Yang Yiyi feel unbelievable was that Bai Mo nodded seriously, acknowledging her understanding.

how is this possible……

It took Yang Yiyi a long time to digest this matter, then looked at Wang Zhao who was flipping through the documents on the desk with his back turned to them, and asked in a low voice: "Who is that guy, you seem to trust him ?”

Followed a stranger to a brand new space without saying a word, what is trust?
Bai Mo thought for a while, and commented: "Using our words at that time - they are the top scientific researchers, and they are also a group of complete lunatics."

"Thank you very much for your praise, but it seems that you still have some prejudice against us... A title like 'crazy' doesn't sound good."

At this moment, Wang Zhao's old voice sounded in front of the two, and he walked towards them with a document, staring at Bai Mu's face.

"Speaking of which, your Excellency is one of the few people who can understand our thoughts... How about it, do you want to consider being my assistant?"

Bai Mo ignored him, just looked at the document in his hand, and asked, "What is this?"

"I don't know, in fact I'm just a little waiter."

Hearing this, Wang Zhao's expression turned serious, and he said seriously, "According to the description, what is recorded here should be the information you want most during this trip."

"What is the most desired information?"

"It's the information you most want to know."

"I want to know anything?" Yang Yiyi asked suspiciously.

"Theoretically, that's the case." Wang Zhao nodded.

"But how do you know what I want to know?"

"I don't know, but this document is enough to know."

Yang Yiyi looked weird, and secretly said to Bai Mo: "Why do I think this guy looks like a magic stick more and more?"

Bai Mo glanced at her: "It's not wrong to understand this way. Although these guys are not gods, the power they possess is definitely beyond your imagination."

"What power?" Yang Yiyi asked curiously.

"Remember that brochure you read earlier?"

Bai Mo didn't say much, leaving Yang Yiyi, who was confused, reaching out to Wang Zhao, intending to take the document from him.

However, at this moment, Wang Zhao suddenly withdrew his hand.

He put the document behind his back, and said with a serious face: "Sorry, for the sake of caution, I still need to verify your identity—please answer my three questions."

Bai Mo was not annoyed, and nodded lightly.

"Before that, please avoid this lady."

Yang Yiyi was very curious at first, and immediately became angry when she heard this, but seeing Bai Mo's serious face, she silently accepted the strange pair of earphones that Wang Zhao handed over.

“These are sleep headphones that put you in a quiet space so you can fall asleep fast — I’ve tweaked them a bit so you won’t hear our conversations during that time.”

"So miraculous?"

Yang Yiyi looked disbelieving, muttered and put on the earphones, and quickly closed her eyes, a smile even appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she was sleeping very sweetly.

"It seems that she had a good dream." Wang Zhao shook his head and said.

"Ah."

Bai Mo watched Yang Yiyi fall asleep, saw that she was safe and sound, and said, "Tell me, what's your problem."

Wang Zhao nodded, pondered for a moment, and said solemnly, "First, please tell me your name."

"White ink."

Bai Mo didn't mean to hide this time.

"A familiar name..."

Wang Zhao was silent for a moment, wondering what he was thinking, and then continued to ask, "Second, do you still remember the original promise?"

"remember."

Wang Zhao looked at his face, and nodded after a long while.

"third……"

When asking the third question, Wang Zhao suddenly stared at Bai Mo's eyes. Those eyes, which seemed to be extinguished flames, were no longer peaceful at the moment, but seemed to be full of expectations and worries, and kept trembling.

"We in the future... have we succeeded?" He asked this question as if exhaling.

Bai Mo was silent for a long time, with a gloomy expression.

That's right...

future.

In fact, when Bai Mo saw Wang Zhao for the first time, he realized that this guy was not a living person, but an obsession that he did not know how to preserve, or something else.

——That's right, this guy is the corpse in the lab coat lying in the passage.

He didn't live until today, but died ten thousand years ago, so he asked about the future.

Under the gaze of the other party, Bai Mo was silent for a long time, and did not answer for a long time——

He was afraid that if he made a sound, he would disappoint the expectations of the person in front of him for thousands of years.

Waiting alone in this dark space for so long is undoubtedly a long loneliness, and if this kind of loneliness does not get a satisfactory answer, what kind of despair will it be?

Thinking of this, he felt speechless for the first time.

Bai Mo knew very well that in fact, many people were waiting for his answer, dead, alive, and immobile.

...including those who are sleeping in the cemetery.

And one day, he must give the answer to this question.

Perhaps it was because Bai Mo had been silent for too long, Wang Zhao quickly saw the meaning behind this, and he didn't have any strange emotions about it, instead he smiled with relief.

"I see."

There is no loneliness in the laughter, only free and easy.

"I don't know if it's a success or not."

However, at this moment, a slightly suppressed voice suddenly sounded in front of him - it was Bai Mo.

Wang Zhao was stunned.

"To this day, human beings just keep the fire, and that's all I can do."

"Have you kept the tinder..."

Wang Zhao was taken aback, his lips trembled slightly, and tears suddenly filled his eyes, "Enough, this is enough, and the fire is enough!"

Those who engage in technology are not afraid of failure, they are only afraid that everything will become quantitative, and there is no possibility of change.

Even the fact that he could keep the fire seed was actually beyond his expectation... because it seemed to them that it was an impossible thing at the time——

And Bai Mo did it.

He knew very well that the so-called fire seeds in the two populations were not some guys who were dying, but a group of people who really broke free from the shackles!

A large group of freshmen!

He understood the meaning behind it.

"You have succeeded." Wang Zhao said with emotion.

He looked at the black worm in Bai Mo's hand, and his expression suddenly became complicated, "After this step is completed, everything we do is meaningful."

Most of the taboo sequences were created by them. If there is no fire, then the meaning of creating taboo sequences will naturally cease to exist.

"But I don't know what to do next," Bai Mo said.

He thought that he had prepared enough, but judging from the attitude of God of Destiny and the others, this was just delaying the moment of despair a little bit.

Wang Zhao said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't know, as long as there is a variable, there are countless possibilities in the future, not to mention..."

"This document in my hand can just tell you what to do."

He smiled slightly and said seriously: "Your Excellency has passed my test, and now you have the right to view this confidential document."

He stretched out his hand and was about to hand the document into Bai Mo's hand.

At this moment, however, a mutation arose.

The huge eyeball in the petri dish not far away suddenly broke through the glass cover and rushed towards the two at a terrifying speed.

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and black shadows spread from under his feet, quickly entangled and restrained the blue eyeballs, struggling frantically, but couldn't move.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked about your eye yet..."

He turned his head while talking, his expression suddenly became a little stiff.

In the short moment when he turned his head, Wang Zhao's body was cut off at the waist, and the documents in his hand gradually disappeared in a ball of flames that appeared out of thin air.

There was no one else around, and Bai Mo didn't even see who was making the move.

"Ahem, ahem, don't look at it, that thing has already escaped."

Wang Zhao's weak voice resounded, making Bai Mo's gradually violent breath calm down.

He hurriedly approached: "How are you?"

"Fortunately."

A weak smile appeared on Wang Zhao's pale face, "That guy doesn't know that I have already died once, so I still have time to tell you the rest..."

"You said."

"There is actually nothing in that document, and there is no information you want to know."

"Then..." Bai Mo looked calm, as if he had expected this a long time ago.

"The real information is actually in your hands, and it is also hidden in everything you have witnessed before - remember, everything in the mirror image is the most real."

Wang Zhao's eyes widened, as if trying to hint at Bai Mo with his eyes.

His eyes gradually dimmed, and finally he remained motionless.

This time he didn't come back to life, but really died.

Bai Mo looked at his corpse without saying a word, not showing any sadness.

For this guy, isn't death a kind of relief?

He quietly grasped a piece of crumpled yellow paper in his bag——

This was what he got from Wang Zhao's corpse when he found it in the passage. It was densely written with runes, more like a spell.

"The real information is already in your hands"——

He remembered what Wang Zhao said.

But what is worth noting is that this guy clearly had time to talk just now, why didn't he mention who the murderer was?
Bai Mo's eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yang Yiyi on the side was still wearing earphones, and the smile on the corner of her mouth never faded away.

I don't know what kind of dream I had.

(End of this chapter)