Dragon Clan: When Lu Mingfei got the Digimon machine

Chapter 94 Infiltrating (5)

Old Tang hunkered down and walked in a dark corridor, holding up his hand lamp and lighting up the surroundings with the screen of his mobile phone.

Ten meters behind him, the shape of a person can be vaguely seen, but if there is a hand lamp shining in the past, there is only nothing to be seen.

"The road is too long and consumes too much energy. I can no longer maintain the spirit of Mingzhao." The invisible person said this, and suddenly revealed his figure, it was Lu Mingfei.

The EVA on the mobile phone said, "The maze corridor was designed to be very complicated from the beginning, with many paths derived, but only in this way can you go to different areas of the underground ice cellar."

"But I took the principal's office to parade the ice cellar that day. Isn't there such a design here?" Lu Mingfei leaned against a wall tiredly. It has been a week since that day. In fact, his body is quite weak, and he has been following Old Tang using the word spirit Mingzhao for a long time. Now he really wants to find a chair to sit on.

Fortunately, EVA said, "There are tracks in the corridor, which are usually used to move goods. I can mobilize a track to transport you forward."

"Thank God." A metal wall opened in front of Lu Mingfei, and a sliding track could be seen from inside. A transported back chair appeared more than ten seconds later.

Lu Mingfei knew that this was the chair prepared by EVA, so he sat on it unceremoniously, and then the metal wall closed quietly, just like closing a car door, and the track began to move forward.

Although separated by a wall, the inside of the track can be seen outside like glass. Even Old Tang's crouching and cautious look can be clearly seen.

Of course, Old Tang couldn't see that there was an extra person in the wall next to him, and he kept moving with him.

He is actually quite depressed now. He is a road idiot who broke into a maze of corridors. Every section of the road seems to have almost no signs. He is getting more and more irritated as he walks, but he just keeps on walking. That is not because he is very patient. , but because he forgot the original way in, and now he is in a dilemma.

"Jingle bell—"

The ringtone of the mobile phone rang in the dark enclosed space, and it was vibrating. It almost made the nervous Old Tang's heart stop. Which mobile phone service provider's signal can penetrate dozens of meters underground?
After the call was connected, it turned out to be a recording that had been recorded in advance by the person who issued the task.

But intermittently, it seemed to be disturbed.

"Everything...is...in...our...plan..."

"It's all been disturbed, and it's still in the plan?" Old Tang couldn't help complaining about the intermittent recording, and he heard a very cold joke, "...if...you unfortunately...dead...please...press the button ...The shutdown button...the content...below...has no...meaning...to...you..."

"How can you press the power off button when you're dead?" Old Tang complained again.

The subsequent recordings were all intermittent, and I don’t know how Old Tang had the patience to listen to them all. But roughly, the maze corridor he was in was a corridor woven with silk threads modeled on the three goddesses of destiny in Nordic mythology. Among them, Ul Germany spins the lifeline, Beludandi pulls the lifeline, Shikodi cuts the lifeline.

As it happens, Old Tang's current location is on one of the lifelines pulled out by Beludandi, which leads to the future goddess Shikodi. In Nordic mythology, Shikodi specializes in cutting the future. Once leading to the future, it also means losing the future.

"Dead end?" Old Tang was horrified, thinking this was too unlucky.

However, the recording content instructs Old Tang to lead this way, and the other party always brings good temptations: leading to Shikodi, and also leading to the ultimate secret. This time, the task commission will add an additional 500 million US dollars.

"Now I know why Old Tang said he wanted to cancel it during the day and got on the helicopter again at night." Lu Mingfei, who was separated by a wall, also heard the content of the recording. He saw that Old Tang heard the additional 500 The spirit of Ten Thousand U.S. dollars suddenly rises. This is the change that occurs when people who are afraid of poverty get a huge sum of money one day. This change is the most fatal. It can make people fight on the edge of a knife, even if they are overestimating their capabilities, they will think Go for it, even if it's a life-and-death fight.

Money is a big mountain that modern people have to face, especially people at the bottom like Old Tang, who are used to looking up and longing at the bottom of the mountain. One day, if a bait is suddenly thrown out for him to climb to the top, he will definitely not hesitate.

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt regretful. Maybe he shouldn't hide his identity during the day. If Old Tang knew his identity and the assets he now owned, he might not take such a risk and be easily manipulated by the people behind the scenes.

However, there is a thread of fate hanging down by the goddess of fate, which entangles Old Tang and makes him groping forward, leading to the fateful road to the future under the instructions of the recording.

"Follow."

The voice without hesitation was Lu Mingfei. When he looked at the flying helicopters in the wilderness, after thinking for a long time, he finally decided to follow Old Tang all the way, no matter what he faced, even if it was... He was going to create a future that had no future.

It was also at that time that the divine plan on his body kept shining. It was no longer a fleeting light, but a permanent light. The brightness was not very bright, but as long as he was still alive, it would inevitably spread forever. Go down.

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"Where's our S-class? Didn't he issue an order for the whole school to be silent and let him face the group of intruders alone? But after driving the Ferrari from below, he was no longer visible."

In the attic under the clock of a building in Kassel College, there is a balcony with an extremely wide view, and its height is also extremely high. You can almost overlook the entire Kassel College.

There were two sofas on it, and on one of them sat a sloppy old cowboy. His fat body almost crushed the sofa, leaving a huge dent. He was drunk from drinking beer, and he looked like a roadside man. Visibly a piece of shit, but his identity is actually the founder and vice-principal of Cassel College's Night Watch Forum. He is also the one who cast the commandment word spirit and banned the use of word spirits in the entire school.

Sitting on the other sofa was Principal Angers, who was sitting upright, with his hands clasped in front of him, a serious look on his face, and his eyes kept staring in one direction.

He seemed to be thinking about something serious and ignored the old cowboy's words. His final response was very perfunctory, "The S-class has arrived at the ice cellar." The words ended.

"What are you worried about, Angers? This is so unlike you. You are already 130 years old, but now you look like you are mentally constipated. It reminds me of you when you were 20 years old and fighting a fierce ideological struggle." The old cowboy said She tilted her head, "You can act tender in front of other people, but it's unnecessary in front of me."

(End of this chapter)