Chapter 93 The History of the Ventilation Channel

Ye Zhiqiu was in a bit embarrassed, but at least he was safe. While trying hard to pull down the gray net on his head, he endured the strong coughing feeling in his throat. Although the ventilation duct was a little narrower, it was still not at least unable to get through, but the dust was too big. I don’t know how long it took to be cleaned up, so I’m not afraid of blocking the central air conditioner?

Reports from the soldiers who explored the way were constantly heard from the earplugs. The underground space here was indeed large enough with many branches. There were no soldiers following him now, and they were all scattered into various forks in the ventilation duct. Ye Zhiqiu had explored several exits, but from the gaps in the Baibai window, they were not the places like the central control room he needed to find. Instead, he found several rooms that looked like wards. However, the entire underground space had been powered off at this time, and the lights of the emergency lights were dim and it was impossible to see the furnishings inside.

After climbing for a while, he was shocked to find that there was no road ahead. At the end of the ventilation duct was an upright passage. He stood up slowly and illuminated the flashlight upwards. He couldn't see the corner. It seemed that the passage was not short. It was impossible to climb up in such a vertical passage. The smooth four walls could not support it. At the same time, he didn't believe that the control room would be above. After all, although he was not a building, he had also received professional training in finding important rooms in the building and had very practical experience. So he cursed in his stomach and was about to turn around. At this moment, he heard a faint gunshot.

It sounded like the sound of a nine-mm caliber pistol, but the sound was too weak, and Ye Zhiqiu could not be sure. He listened with a tilted ear. The echoes in the ventilation duct gradually subsided due to the gunshots, and no sound came. He called out softly in the communicator: "Who fires the gun?"

No one answered, and after a while, someone said, "I didn't hear it."

"Report your location." Carlos's voice came out immediately. If Ye Zhiqiu heard something and the other soldiers did not hear it, it would only mean that the sound source was closer to Ye Zhiqiu. In fact, the ventilation ducts here are the same thickness, and there is no difference between the primary and the secondary, so Ye Zhiqiu has been turning to one side, and should now be located on one side of the entire underground building.

Before Carlos could get the result, Ye Zhiqiu turned around and crawled backwards. With this shaft here, it would be easier to turn around, otherwise he would be afraid of turning around in the ventilation duct.

Carlos's method is very correct, but it is not very applicable. Although his soldiers were not completely lost, they could basically not expect them to accurately judge their position. They could only give some values ​​roughly, and these values ​​often have extremely large errors. If calculated based on this, two soldiers must be stacked together now.

Ye Zhiqiu crawled quickly in the passage and turned according to his vague judgment. Because of insufficient staff, no one had explored the last forks he passed by, so he just ran around.

Soon, there was no access in front of me again, but the light mapped in from outside fully illustrates one thing, there is an exit there.

Ye Zhiqiu quickly climbed to the window and saw from the gap in the page. It should be an office. The light in the room was very bright, which was not comparable to the emergency lights in other rooms. From the angle he could see was limited, and there was no special thing in the room. Ye Zhiqiu gently turned his head, and the thud sounds made by the soldiers when they crawled in the ventilation duct behind him were constantly heard. The sound was loud and small, and the noise was constant, but in the gap between these sounds

, He could hear heavy breathing in the room. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and groped along the edge of the blinds. He was not worried that the people in the room would find themselves, such blinds could not even be damaged by grenades, and naturally they could not be shot through. If someone wanted to shoot at him along the gap between the blinds, it would take a very small angle. If he really wanted to do this, Ye Zhiqiu would be very good at killing him before this fool.

As expected, this window was fixed with eight bolts, just like the one in the hall. Ye Zhiqiu was prepared. Although he did not have a stent, he found a multi-functional saber below. Although it was not very easy, it was better than screwing screws by hand. It seemed that when Americans built this place, they did not spare any effort and used the sturdy parts. The materials of the sanitary parts were very good. I don’t know how many years have been used for this ventilation device, and the bolts were not rusted, so it was naturally easier to unload them. In addition, when installed, the staff did not expect it to play the effect of the anti-theft net, so they used electric tools according to the process flow. They stopped after the set torque. In fact, the tightening level was not too high, so Ye Zhiqiu removed six of them without much effort, and there were two of them that could not be twisted. His multi-functional saber was not a wrench. When it was used too much, it would slide when it was too strong. He couldn’t find any good solution for a while.

Just as Ye Zhiqiu was competing with the bolt, he suddenly heard the door in the room ringing and someone came in. Ye Zhiqiu felt a move and his hand stopped. Then he heard a familiar voice saying, "I'm leaving here, don't you want to say anything?"

"What did you say? Goodbye?" said the person in the room. Ye Zhiqiu became more familiar with the voice. It turned out that the two people in the room were acquaintances. The one who just came in was Marcus, and the person inside was the person who pretended to be Daoyin.

"Daoyin" seemed very weak and gasped and said, "This place has been destroyed, where can you run?"

"There are many places, after all, the world is so big." Marcus smiled and said, "Actually, if you don't come, I will give up this place. The energy stored here is almost used up. I have to turn off the power supply on the other floors, but I still can't supply me to conduct further research."

"Energy." "Daoyin" chuckled softly: "This is a global problem. Originally, the United States had the least lacking energy. It stored abundant oil and natural gas under its local area. Unfortunately, the US government has been committed to developing foreign energy and wanted to save domestic energy until the end. As a result, in this situation, there is only underground energy, but no longer able to mine it. To be honest, if all the reserve energy here is consumed, I don't think you can find another sufficient energy in the United States."

Marcus laughed: "Yes, I guess you must have a strong academic background. It is very appropriate to do this business. Unfortunately, you don't understand that if the order collapses, then the only thing you can rely on is personal strength. You are too weak in this regard." He paused and said: "You know the fatal weakness of modern technology. It relies too much on energy and machinery. This is why I consume the reserve energy here so quickly. But you have to know that to consume these energy so quickly, people like me need to be able to. I don't think there are still a few people in the United States that are capable of operating large laboratories, so there must be another place where the energy consumption is still at a low level. Believe me, I have enough time to find them."

"Daoyin" was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed. He sounded very happy. Marcus waited quietly for him to finish laughing before slowly saying, "Can you tell me what funny things you think of?"

"You have always said that you are the beginning of a new human being, so why do you still need a large laboratory?" "Daoyin" said happily: "And don't you think you have said too much? Your heart is full of doubts. Your so-called evolution is not as perfect as you said. You must still improve, but you don't know what to do, so you say more and do less. Tell me, what aspects are uneasy? Or, what aspects have already shown problems?"

After a while, Marcus said coldly: "Of course the evolution of genes will not be smooth sailing, but believe me, I have chosen the right direction. As long as I continue to walk, everything will become suitable." He paused for a moment, and Ye Zhiqiu suddenly saw Marcus's body through the gap in the blinds. He actually walked under the vent, but still couldn't see his face. Just looking at his body, he should have been injured. Ye Zhiqiu judged based on the shape of the blood on his clothes. He suffered a gunshot. Thinking of the gunshot just now, it was probably a masterpiece of "Daoyin", but it seems that "Daoyin" was not a match for Marcus with a gun.

Marcus looked up at the vents that kept making all kinds of noises, and scolded irritably: "What the hell are those guys doing here?"

"Maybe they don't want to wait quietly for death." "Daoyin" smiled and said, "You have activated the anti-invasion mechanism. If they can't get out, they will naturally find a way out. This is an instinct that even lower creatures have, and you can't understand it."

Marcus lowered his head, as if looking at "Daoyin", and said softly: "You are right. I have a lot of words, but I am still very hesitant. Should I leave immediately or see what you will become?" He sighed regretfully: "Although I am very curious, I have seen cases many times, and I am 99% sure what you will become."

"How do you know I'm not that one percent genius? Just wait for four hours."

"No." Marcus laughed in a low voice, saying: "Four hours can only tell whether you have become a zombie or a corpse. In fact, this is no different. If you want to become like me, you will need more time to adapt your body's immune function to the transformation of these outsiders, provided that it is not destroyed in the process."

"Daoyin" chuckled softly: "I can wait."

"I don't want to wait." Another slight metal scraping sound came from the ventilation duct, and Marcus said irritably: "Go to die."

At this moment, a huge roar suddenly came from the wall above his head. Marcus looked up in surprise and saw half of the sled in the air vent. He was shocked and immediately thought of someone inside, so he quickly pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the half-window.
Chapter completed!