Chapter 102 Imitation

Listening to Mihe's words, Charles had a lot of thoughts in his mind. How could he suddenly understand Mihe's words? What did the whispering in the ear have to do with them? And what does the 134 in his mouth mean?

The escaped Richard didn't think too much, and quickly opened his mouth to argue: "Wait, I didn't mean to resist. The previous misunderstanding was just because I couldn't communicate. What do you mean by riot? We haven't seen it before. Come face to face."

Richard thought he could finally communicate with these things, but Mihe in the white robe remained indifferent, standing there talking to himself.

"You don't have to pretend to be a cute and pitiful little girl. Your disguises are completely useless. Do you know how many people died because of the project riot you caused? It is also because of you that the third laboratory completely lost control , but was forced to abandon it.”

"Dude, what the hell is this guy talking about? We didn't cry, what a god, you poor little girl, we are such a big thing dangling below, is he blind?"

"Hush, be quiet, he doesn't seem to be communicating with us, he seems to be stating something." Charles caught some clues from these words, and he felt something was wrong.

"134, the catalytic effect of your singing on animals and plants is very useful in the genetic modification of animals and plants."

"As long as you are willing to help us, not only will you not suffer the pain just now, but the foundation will provide you with everything you need, including allowing you to meet your parents again, as well as enough toys and desserts."

"Don't worry, my authority is D3 in the entire foundation. As long as you can assist us, I promise to do it. There are many projects that cooperate with the foundation. You are not the first one. You should think about it carefully. I'll come in later."

Speaking of this, Mihe in the white robe turned and left slowly, leaving the surprised human in place.

"Brother, why do I feel that the 134 these guys mentioned looks familiar to us? A little girl who can sing, her singing has a catalytic effect on animals and plants. Isn't this the black-bellied loli from Sodom!! After a long time, She was originally a relic of the foundation, so how old is this little guy alive?"

"No, no, now is not the time to think about this, these Mihe's reactions are not right."

"There's something wrong, isn't this right? You said they were changed by working members of the foundation, aren't they just doing the work of the foundation?"

"No, we guessed wrong."

Charles, who frowned, looked at Mihe behind the glass, watching them skillfully operate the mechanical equipment, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"Look, the guy on the left, it looks like he's operating, but he's doing it all over again."

Richard controlled his eyeballs to observe carefully, and soon he also noticed something was wrong, "Oh! You are right! Look, those things are not even connected to the wires!"

Reminiscent of all kinds of false things in the false city outside, and then thinking of Mihe running around in the square before, Charles had a flash of inspiration, and he suddenly figured it out. He understood what kind of existence needs a false city. city ​​of.

"They are not alienated employees of the Foundation, they are just imitating, imitating tools, imitating houses, and even imitating behavior!"

"That means..."

"In other words, everything we thought was wrong. They didn't communicate with us before! They didn't use us as an experiment. They just imitated the conversation between Foundation members of the last era and the relic. As for us , just a prop for playing house games.”

Thinking that this is the truth of the matter, Charles felt a chill down his back.

Thousands of monsters are conscientiously imitating humans hundreds of years ago in a false city. Why do they do this? Are these things the toys of the gods?

Just when Charles's mind was in a mess, Mihe, the former white robe, walked in again.

"134, your resistance is really disappointing. I didn't want 704's bugs to eat your flesh and blood, but you still refuse, so I'm sorry."

The white-robed Mihe turned to Mihe who was recording things and said: "Take it to the No. 42 experiment site, and conduct the interactive execution experiment between 134 and 704."

Two Michels in black robes came in and dragged Charles off the shelf towards the door.

Under the pressure of nearly ten black-robed Mihe, Charles was dragged to a room and thrown into it.

Charles, who fell on the ground, ignored the pain in his body, and quickly drew on the ground with the blood on his body.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't talk nonsense, help me recall the information on the map together, I need to know our current location."

With the assistance of another personality, a rough map of the second laboratory appeared on the ground. "Here we are now, this is where we were held before."

With the help of the map, Charles quickly confirmed his current location.

"Outside the exit here is their square, and there's a lot of mih outside, no matter what they're doing. To get out, you have to get out from somewhere else."

Just as Charles was thinking about the escape route, another door of the room opened, and there was a faint figure inside.

It was a man with a bald head and a white triangle on his forehead. He was from Kede.

Reminiscent of the previous information, Charles knew that it should now pretend to be the number 704 relic.

The bald man showed surprise when he saw Charleston, and rushed over quickly. "Captain Charles, why are you here?"

In the next second, the expression on his face changed from joy to worry, "Did you get caught by them too?"

Seeing this bald expression, Charles showed a gleam of joy on his face. He didn't expect that the previous batch of exploration crew members hadn't died yet, and he had more power to use for his escape plan.

"How many of your people are left?" Charles asked quickly.

"Not many, the others have been taken away by those. They will take my crew away, scald them with boiling water, burn them with fire, and torture them until now there are only three of us left."

The bald head suddenly thought of something, clasped his throat with his hands, and kept vomiting.

Charles quickly supported him. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Bald Xun continued to retch, and finally, a piece of flesh with several holes was spat out.

The bald head nodded solemnly on the holes, "Captain Charles, please take this thing to the saints. We found the map. Look, this is the supply island, and this is the land of light. location!!"