Erosion

When I was in school, I often held a number of words in my hand, and under my serious expression, I was actually reading the comic books under the desk.

Jiang Shan and Zhang Zheng feel this way now.

"Didn't we come to rescue the survivors? What kind of weird development is this now?" Zhang Zheng complained frantically in his heart, but he only dared to scream a little louder than a mosquito.

Where there are survivors, even they are about to become unfortunate specimens.

The two hid under the book and whispered, Jiang Shan took a deep breath: "Now I think of what I said on the radio before, do you remember what he mentioned about the 'rust fungus' manuscript?"

Zhang Zheng: "..." Remember what, now he is so scared that he almost doesn't even remember his name.

Jiang Shan is now trying to search all the memories, trying to find some clues to deal with the current situation, "Are you a native of Beijing and Hong Kong, and how much do you know about this library?"

Zhang Zheng paused for a moment, then said dumbly: "I'll tell you a common sense, 90.00% of Beijing and Hong Kong are foreigners..." Everyone yearns for the beautiful and prosperous Beijing and Hong Kong, with dreams in mind, scrambling to come in—to be a social worker.

Zhang Zheng happened to be a member of the social animal.

Jiang Shan was embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I offended you." In the past, Jiang Shan struggled to run for half a mile.

She always felt that uncovering the secrets of this library might be the key.

"Old Wei must have been thinking about saving us, my old Wei..." Monk Zhang Zheng muttered like he was chanting scriptures.

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Wei Yuan opened the partition on the first floor of the trunk, and there was still a small space inside, and there was an object that looked like an old telephone quietly stored at the bottom, with not only a microphone, but also buttons.Much like a landline phone that everyone had at home many years ago.

But Wei Yuan knows that this thing is older than the landline phone. This is the world's first facsimile machine reproduced by the technicians of the scientific research institute.

Invented in 1843.

Wei Yuan took the things out, put them outside the car and started sending faxes, "I need the materials of this library in the eastern suburbs, please transmit them to me immediately."

The response from the fax machine was faster than Wei Yuan thought, and the phone next to him rang crazily.

The technicians improved the fax machine into a single-line phone, so you can call directly from the scientific research institute. Wei Yuan picked it up, and the voice from inside was chilling: "Eastern Suburb Library? What do you want the materials there for?"

Wei Yuan paused: "Zheng Suo..." The voice from inside turned out to be the director himself.

"Why did you use this fax?" This is obviously not an ordinary communication channel, and the director is keenly aware that there is a problem with the situation.

Wei Yuan paused, then turned his head to look at the library door, "I have an urgent need to consult information about this library, especially the staff who used to be here. Please approve it from the director."

"Where are you?" Zheng had an ominous premonition.

Up to now, Wei Yuan has nothing to hide. The development of this incident was beyond his expectation.

"We're doing missions in the library..."

"Going out on a mission?!" Zheng Suo's voice suddenly rose an octave, and there was even a sense of panic: "Who asked you to go? Why didn't you report it?"

Wei Yuan said: "The situation is urgent, we thought there were survivors here." Moreover, according to Wei Yuan's previous estimation, this operation was not up to the standard of dispatch at all, so it was not reported.

Zheng Suo was silent, and it was not until a long time later that he lowered his voice: "How could there be survivors there, there..."

Zheng Suo stopped talking, more like he couldn't continue.

Wei Yuan squeezed the microphone subconsciously: "What happened to the Eastern Suburb Library? What happened? Zheng Suo?"

Zheng Suo's tone was obviously a little heavier than usual: "How many people have you gone to? Come back quickly now."

Wei Yuan: "..." It's a pity that we can't go back at all.

Seeing that Wei Yuan was silent, Zheng Suo gasped slightly: "You guys, have you gone in?"

Wei Yuan answered everything with silence again.

"You!" Zheng Suo seemed extremely annoyed, he said, "Wei Yuan, when did you become so reckless?"

Wei Yuan has always been deliberate, so his style of acting without saying a word is not like him at all.

"Zheng Suo." Wei Yuan also lowered his voice, "The Eastern Suburb Library is not in the several dangerous areas we have planned. Why is there such an anomaly happening here? What exactly do we not know?"

Zheng Suo was speechless.

If it weren't for the fact that this library was not on the warning list, Wei Yuan wouldn't have just brought his team members here.

Now it's more like giving away a head.

It wasn't until a long while before Zheng Suo hesitantly asked softly, "What happened?"

Wei Yuan held the microphone, how should he answer this question, he didn't know what happened inside, he only heard his companion's last call for help.

"What I'm sure of is that there are aggressive 'creatures' inside, and they don't seem to be 'seen'." The inability to be seen is the most terrifying thing, which puts everyone in danger for a moment .

The scientific research institute has been studying life sciences all its life, dealing with all kinds of weird and unexplainable phenomena, but when Wei Yuan said this description and description, Zheng Suo was still shocked and did not speak for a long time.

The amount of information is a bit large, offensive, and cannot be seen.

"This, this is beyond the scope of our current investigation..." Zheng Suo didn't know what to say.

Wei Yuan said: "All the abnormal events happening now are related to erosion phenomena, and I think it's the same here." It's just a situation that they haven't had time to grasp.

"Now the Beijing-Hong Kong Guards are performing other tasks and cannot support you..." Zheng Suo is also helpless now.

"Tell me about the Eastern Suburb Library first," Wei Yuan originally didn't plan to have any support, "The more the better."

Zheng Suo was silent for a while: "I asked Xiao Zhu to pass on the information to you."

Hearing the sound of the machine beeping for a while, a few pages were spit out from the fax machine, Wei Yuan immediately picked it up and read it.

The personnel information of this library is extremely simple, "Is the current librarian the owner of this library?" It is similar to the boss of a company who is also an employee.

"The Eastern Suburb Library has been operating poorly for many years, and has applied for support funds several times in the middle, but this library is too old... The facilities are also outdated, and it can't retain customers at all. The operating financial report shows year-on-year losses. , so it was difficult to distribute support later on.”

Even the Red Cross cannot sustain a failing library all the time.

"I heard that because there was no money to hire staff, the administrator brought his own family into the library to help him run the business together."

It is said to be run together, but in fact, the huge library cannot be organized by one person, and help is always needed.

Wei Yuan can probably imagine what kind of situation it is.

"What happened next...was an accident."