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If it is heavy, it will become a vegetative state, and if it is light, it will be paralyzed.
Before the soap, a comrade-in-arms was injected with an overdose of stimulants because he was too nervous, and then multiple organs failed. At that time, the field hospital did not give him the conditions to transplant artificial organs and sent them back to the ark. Without soap, they could watch the soldier who was not injured in the battle die painfully in the field hospital bed.
"It seems that … this time … is really dead." Soap thought to himself that he was speechless. Noir’s face was severely distorted and his protruding eyes were bloodshot. The thick veins stood out on his forehead and neck suddenly and violently. Soap always felt that these blood vessels would burst in a second and then the hot blood would be shot ten meters away.
"Do you need help?" The clown didn’t use exoskeleton equipment, but this running all the way didn’t seem to affect him. Soap could hardly hear his gasps.
"Help … shout … help … what … help?" Soap felt almost half-life to squeeze out such a half sentence through his teeth. Noir was capable of staring at his eyes and panting heavily.
"Don’t worry, there won’t be a pair of you and you won’t become monsters." The clown’s voice just fell and two fingers thick tentacles emerged from the bottom of his cloak-soap noticed that the end of the tentacles had a structure like a syringe needle.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,
Soap root has no strength to dodge, but the needle can penetrate the skin and muscle all the way into the spinal gap.
"You … what are you doing?"
The clown didn’t answer his question, but in a second, the soap felt something injected into the spinal cord, and then the pain of dying disappeared, and even his physical fitness returned to its peak … not much stronger than its peak.
I’m so full of strength that not only soap but also an illusion that I seem to be able to explode everything in front of me with one punch.
He looked at his arms with some surprise. He found that the muscle lines of his arms seemed to have changed a little … He felt that if he took a physical fitness test at this time, he should be able to easily break all his records.
"What did you inject me with?" But the surprise lasted for a short half second, and worries and scruples flooded my heart. "I … I won’t become that monster, will I?"
"I told you that you wouldn’t become monsters." The clown shook his head. "Injecting you with a special material is just a synthetic biological agent. You can understand it as an efficient and no side stimulant."
"Doping how can have this effect? Do you think I haven’t had stimulants? " Soap took out those syringes from the bag and threw them to the ground. "There can be no auxiliary medicine in this world!" "
"That if I say this is alpha developed stimulants? You should know how big the gap between them and our technology is? "
"Uh-"Soap suddenly became speechless, but no matter how his body changed, he could really feel the feeling that his heart was racing and he was sweating after injecting stimulants, and the burning pain in his lungs disappeared when he breathed.
As for the soap, I was still struggling with what the clown injected himself with. When Noir suddenly sounded, "Those things don’t seem to be coming after us … are we safe?"
"For the time being," said the clown, "we can get rid of them completely if we want to return them to the ark … we have to speed up."
"Where are we going now?"
"core area"
Chapter nine hundred and fifty-seven The maze
"According to you, these monsters are all made by that guy named Zeus. Surely the core area is more dangerous?" Soap said, "The number and intensity of monsters are certainly far beyond the sparsely populated fringe of the West 12 District. Can we get in?"
"The Ark has many secret passages, and the history of these passages is hundreds of years. The people who built these passages have long since died, and there is no data left in these passages." The clown looked straight ahead as if he were answering a soap question and talking to himself.
"How do you know about these passages since even the people who built them are dead and there is no record?" Soap asked, glancing at the clown doubtfully.
There are many forgotten secret passages in the ark, and he has heard it said more than once.
There are many stories of this kind, one of which is even more ridiculous than the other, and it has developed into a story similar to the "urban theory"
A well-known story with wide fluidity is called "the lost maze", which roughly tells that there is a secret maze in the structure of the Ark, which is always so big that it is hard to imagine. This maze is made up of several channels, new or old, which are connected in series, and the positions and combination methods of these channels will change constantly with the daily operation of the Ark … That is to say, this maze has always been in an "unstable" state, and the changing laws are strange and unpredictable, so it is difficult for people to find out … A person who strays into the maze will eventually be exhausted or starved to death.
This is the first time that various elements of Machamp’s chaotic gods have been added with the story flow-one is more inclined to the sci-fi side. For example, there are some monsters in the passage, such as rats mutated after being polluted by radiation and industrial wastewater, biochemical weapons running out of the laboratory, etc … Later, it simply became a fantasy story. What ghosts are bound by resentment and eager for flesh and blood zombies … Even Dracula in the old era ran to the story to make a guest appearance.
Although Soap knows in his heart that this story is 99% fiction, if he is really allowed to run into this maze, his heart is still quite resistant.
"The positions and changing rules of these channels are all in the dark well," said the clown. "Millions of robots have observed and counted for hundreds of years, and then calculated with the huge computing power of the core brain. The whole ark is not hidden for us."
"Black well? What is a black well? " Soap asked again, "And when you say’ we’, do you mean the three of us or you … the guy who calls himself’ Zeus’?"
The clown didn’t answer this question. Even so, Soapy Heart had guessed the answer and continued, "Since Zeus knows these secret passages, he can protect himself in them … we are just walking into a trap."
"If you think so, it’s a big mistake," Noir suddenly interjected. "The biggest feature of these channels is the high-frequency movement and transformation. It’s almost impossible to protect the channels-because it takes several times to transform the original impenetrable defense line, it will be torn to pieces and there will be gaps everywhere unless the other party can fill up every secret passage … but that’s obviously impossible."
"Well … let’s take ten thousand steps back. Even if these secret passages are really a perfect infiltration route, how can we get in?" Soap reached out a finger and knocked on his forehead a few times. "The clown also said that all those channels recorded the’ black well’, and to figure out their transformation rules, we need the help of the Ark core brain … even if we three brains drain our brains, it’s better than the non-core brain."
Noir also fell silent when listening to Soap’s statement. Although Soap’s statement is very negative, the reality is true. Since these passages are fortified by the enemy, it is naturally difficult for them to benefit. This is the same for both sides.
Even if clowns are lucky enough to find the entrance to the passage, it will be difficult for them to reach the core area-the edge of Yu Fangzhou in the west eleventh area. Even if they take the nearest straight line, they need to cross half an ark.
How far would it take to walk in a maze? Soap and Noir can’t imagine.
The farther the distance, the more times the maze will change, and the probability of getting lost will increase exponentially … It is almost impossible to get out of it.
Unless they can get a high-power real-time positioning device to find out the channel changes around their position, moving direction and speed, this plan is still feasible … But let’s not say whether such a device can get even if it is powerful enough to penetrate the ark to accurately locate the maze, then this device will be detected by the enemy.
At that time, people don’t send their hands into the maze, so they need to track their positioning signals and just wait for them at the exit of the maze.
Soap thinks it’s a dead end.
"If it is necessary to calculate the secret channel change law in real time, then the ark does have a core brain to do it," said the clown. "But if I ask the core brain to calculate the channel change law at a certain period in advance and write it down, then there is no need for any calculation."
"Is this ok?" Soap leng "you won’t also part-time fortune telling? I have long expected that we will walk this maze today? "
Soap this sentence is mostly with some ridicule, but Noir is looking at the clown like a monster-although the ability shown before the clown is enough to bear the title of "monster"
But this time, Noir was shocked.
The word "remember" is simple to say, but think carefully about how huge and complicated the data is! Even if you use those top-of-the-line personal computers to read these data, it will happen for a while, let alone the human brain to remember it …
"You really … remember?" Noir sounds a little dry, although he thinks it’s impossible that even a monster can’t have such a horrible memory, but he can’t recognize the joke from the clown’s tone.
"After six minutes and seventeen seconds, turn right at the intersection ahead, and the third abandoned manhole cover on the left will be disconnected from the W11SG967 channel. We need to dig the borehole wall to see the gap between the two disconnected channels. Remember to jump into the left-hand channel, which will take us to a destination on the right-hand side. If you jump in, you may never get out."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, you speak a little slower, I haven’t remembered yet!" Soap rush
But the clown has moved quickly and goes to the front intersection.
"Come on!" Noir glanced at it and stood still. Soap urged, "There are less than six minutes left. If we miss this opportunity, I am afraid we will never have such a good opportunity again!"
"I know!" Soap a grind hurriedly followed at the same time low curses "his mama … what a good opportunity is to die! What if we can get through the maze? "
"It’s better to stay here and die than to take a chance," Noir said as he ran. "You should also retire from the field corps, right? Didn’t you ever wonder if it was worth dying in that battle? "