Chapter 444 Brand New Power

In a hall filled with metallic technological visual effects, scientific researchers wearing special protective suits were passing by in a hurry.

There is a huge machine connected to the zenith in the center of the hall. It looks like a condensed version of a supercomputer. There are many optical brain-like screen images around it for the scientific researchers below to operate at any time.

At this time, several people with solemn faces were surrounded in front of one of the optical brains.

They were discussing softly while operating the optical brain.

"Here it comes again! Another shock to consciousness!"

A young man on the left, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking elegant, stared at the data on the screen, frowning: "And the scale is very large, involving at least hundreds of thousands of consciousness bodies!"

A middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair on the right cursed emotionally: "Damn silverfish! Do we have nothing to do but watch it turn the world upside down?"

Hearing this sentence, the three colleagues next to them looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed: "Until we locate the specific location of the target, there is really nothing we can do."

"That's what you said again!!" The Mediterranean man was furious, his head shaped like a blooming sunflower: "We seem to be lingering on this problem forever! We will never get a useful solution!"

The young man with gold-rimmed glasses kindly comforted him: "Don't be angry. You also know that the target is very cunning. The last time it was targeted for erasure, I didn't know how to let a main consciousness be erased in its place, turning an eradication operation into a Serious accident, since then we have been very passive and have no idea how to proceed. Now that we can narrow down the range by monitoring consciousness shock, it is a great progress. It is conceivable that the time of precise positioning will not be long. It would be too far away.”

Faced with the comfort of his colleagues, the Mediterranean man's anger turned into a sneer.

He looked at the gold-rimmed glasses with an unclear meaning and hummed: "It won't be far away? Just like the so-called eternal fifty years in ancient times?"

The young man was speechless.

His throat trembled a few times, and he fell into silence without answering his words.

Seeing this scene, the Mediterranean man sneered again and said: "I have said before that we should cut through the mess quickly, no matter what the main consciousness is, as long as we determine the approximate area, we will erase it in batches! Let's see how that damn silverfish can hide. Where to go! Why are you so helpless and helpless like today?"

"No, no, no..." People around him said one after another: "The impact of that is too bad, and erasing a main consciousness is already a very serious accident. If there are more, we will all be sent to prison!"

"This won't work, that won't work. Is there any faster and more effective way?" The Mediterranean man spat and quarreled with the crowd: "You are all hesitant and indecisive. If shocks like this happen a few more times, our end will be just It would be worse than going to jail!”

People around him were hesitant.

But he still shook his head habitually: "No, it won't work."

In a noisy and chaotic environment.

The tall man in the center who had never made a sound and was wearing a mask suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Are you very free today? If you have time to make noise here, why not do more screenings and try to locate the target as soon as possible!"

The tall masked man's voice rang out.

The group of people who had been noisy just now immediately fell silent.

Several of them touched and pulled their wrists, pulled out their optical brains, and turned away while typing on the optical keyboard, appearing very focused and busy.

Even some scientific researchers who accidentally passed by in the distance speeded up their pace slightly and passed here quickly in less time.

Not long after.

There were only three people left in front of the huge machine: the tall man with a mask, the young man with gold-rimmed glasses, and the Mediterranean man.

The Mediterranean man seemed to have exhausted all his energy in the quarrel just now, and now he looked a little tired and out of breath.

The young man with gold-rimmed glasses pushed up his glasses slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then softly suggested to the tall man: "Although it is a bit extreme, I have to admit that if we continue to let the target act arbitrarily, the situation will probably become uncontrollable. If it is serious, we should take some necessary countermeasures, or at least delay it for some time?"

Hearing this, the Mediterranean man's eyes lit up visibly.

The tall masked man was thinking silently.

A long while.

He nodded slightly and turned to look at the young man with gold-rimmed glasses: "What happened to the specially cultivated meta-consciousness? If they haven't been eliminated yet, give them more permissions."

Without waiting for the young man to answer, the Mediterranean man answered hurriedly: "I'll do it! It will definitely make that damn silverfish suffer a lot!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person took out his brain and ran away happily.

Looking at the slightly excited back of the Mediterranean man.

The young man with gold-rimmed glasses asked worriedly: "Are you just going to leave it to him? Isn't it too radical?"

"It doesn't matter, maybe we were too gentle in the past." The tall masked man looked at the huge machine in front of him with flickering eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Like you said, it's good to delay for some time."

After these words, there was no sound in this part of the hall except for the sound of the machine running.

. . .

"It's so scary! It's so scary!"

"Are we still alive?"

"Oops, I think I'm blind?"

"Shut up! It makes my head hurt!"

"Let's vent our emotions after escaping death. Why are you so cruel?"

"Because I peed in my pants!"

"..."

"(Quietly) Peeing your pants is amazing, I just squirted out shit."

"..."

In a dark air-raid shelter, the red-robed high priest sat quietly against the wall. Although her face could not be seen through her mask, it could be seen from her uneven breathing and limp sitting posture that she was extremely weak at the moment.

She didn't speak as she looked at the priests around her who were desperately trying to save them.

Gently remove the mask.

The face revealed was pale and haggard.

If Wang Wen or Cheng Queyi were here, they would definitely be able to recognize the owner of this face.

Surprisingly, it was Cheng Queyi's former best friend, the bespectacled girl Yuanyuan.

At the same time, this Yuanyuan is also a member of the sister group such as Du Keke and Xu Wa.

It was through Mi Lailai's team members that he became the partner to open the bar together with Mi Lailai.

All kinds of relationships are connected in series.

This high priest of the Western Continent lurking in the Eastern Continent is really a master of communication.

but.

At this moment, this brilliant communicator seemed very lonely.

She leaned against the wall, looked up helplessly at the ceiling of the air-raid shelter, and whispered softly in a voice that no one could hear clearly: "Omnipotent Lord, what should I do? The target is too powerful, with him In comparison, the strength we have accumulated over the years is like fireflies under the bright moon, completely vulnerable."

The priests who had been paying attention to her heard the vague voice, and quickly came closer, bowing respectfully and asking: "High Priest, thank you for your life-saving grace. If there is anything we can do, please tell me."

The high priest did not wait for a reply from “the Lord.”

He shook his head bitterly.

He lowered his head and put the mask back on.

He stood up, faced everyone present, and said softly: "My colleagues, this time, I must admit that we have failed..."

The voice came out.

There was silence in the air raid shelter.

The surviving priests were in low spirits, with sad expressions, and their morale seemed to be withering.

Wearing a tattered robe with no visible color, the high priest tried to stabilize his emotions and comforted everyone: "Everyone has been working hard for many years. We just take this opportunity to have a good rest and go home to spend time with our families."

An unwilling voice sounded in the silent venue: "High Priest, are we just going to give up like this? Are we giving up on our plans that have been planned for many years?"

"The other party is too powerful, we tried our best." The high priest's voice trembled, and he smiled bitterly: "I also tried my best."

This sentence seemed to bring back everyone's memory of Wang Wen.

There was no longer a voice of reluctance in the field.

Everyone was looking around silently.

Like a group of homeless wanderers, the "career" they have persisted in for many years is over, but they are still alive, so they are so confused that they don't know where to go.

When the first man let out a choked cry.

The situation became unmanageable.

The emotions that everyone had been suppressing surged like a flood.

There are people who cry silently.

There are those who cry loudly.

There are many people who want to grab the land with their heads.

The high priest, who stood at the center of the crowd, was surrounded and overwhelmed by this mournful emotion. His whole body was like a leaf in the wind, trembling non-stop.

There was always water dripping from the bottom of the masked cheek.

At this moment when the emotions are so strong, some people can't help but want to commit suicide to thank the world.

The ceiling of the air raid shelter.

A beam of light suddenly appeared on the seemingly airtight cement wall.

Light appeared out of thin air, fell steadily, and enveloped the trembling high priest.

People around him suddenly woke up.

What he thought was an enemy attack came from the air again.

They quickly and tacitly formed the isolation formation they had practiced for many years in an attempt to protect the high priest.

The high priest suddenly stretched out his palm to stop everyone's actions.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the beam of light above her head.

The trembling body became stable, and his emotions returned to calm.

for a long time.

Under everyone's doubtful gaze, her voice sounded again.

But this time, the voice became extremely firm and powerful: "Everyone, our Lord has given us new power!"