The door was gradually pushed open, and a white light shot out from the gap, which was very dazzling in the darkness. There were a large number of fluorescent tubes placed inside.
Su Changxing was stunned. The scene inside was completely different from what he had imagined. There was no blood stain on the floor, and there was no corpse on the autopsy table.
Everything looks clean, and all items are neatly arranged.
"The distance between the three scissors is exactly the same. Is this a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder?"
Su Changxing noticed the extremely neatly arranged tools on the shelf and couldn't help but complain.
It's overly neat and tidy here.
He couldn't find anything useful. If it weren't for the memory of the little boy, he would even think that this was just an ordinary laboratory.
"Where did the people here end up? Did they become zombies, or did they die?"
Su Changxing murmured, lost in thought.
The hall was empty and quiet, but rather eerie. The feeling was similar to standing alone in an empty but brightly lit hospital at night.
Through these survivors, he knew that the mistress was not currently in SHIELD, but he could not say that this place was safe.
After all, this world is not safe.
Su Changxing held a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, and walked inside. Through the semi-arc passage, he could see that there was a larger space inside.
The curved passage is seven or eight meters long, dividing the halls on both sides into two spaces.
Walking into the hall, Su Changxing noticed that there were still many autopsy tables here, but the difference was that there were human or zombie corpses on them.
There is also a living zombie tied to the autopsy table and struggling silently.
About 70% of this zombie's body has been dissected open, exposing the bones. Because of the characteristics of zombies, it has not died.
There is also a white record board placed next to it, which reads, "No need to eat, rest, and extremely difficult to die. This is not a biological principle, but a reflection of ability.
Summary: Zombies themselves are pure abilities. "
Those who can?
Su Changxing knew that the ability users mentioned by these survivors were extraordinary people, but they were called by different names.
According to the meaning on the record board, these characteristics of zombies are not achievable at the biological level, but are abilities similar to those of extraordinary beings.
"This speculation is very reasonable and is similar to what I thought. However, are these things the work of the mistress?"
Su Changxing put down the clipboard, raised his head, and his heart suddenly stopped.
Under the dim white light, a woman with her head slightly lowered, her face pale and severely keratinized, and her hair disheveled stood quietly by the wall facing him.
The woman was wearing a dark brown loose coat, and one of her trouser legs was empty. She only touched the ground on one leg, but she stood firmly without any shaking.
The whole person just stood there in a daze.
It seemed to be still, giving Su Changxing the illusion of non-existence.
Su Changxing's palms were sweating, and he tightened his grip on the gun, his heart beating rapidly.
He didn't notice at all when this person came, and he was sure that when he came in just now, this person didn't exist at all.
For nearly half a minute, there was no movement or even a little sound from both sides, just staring at each other quietly.
"Bang, bang, bang~"
Gunshots rang out in the empty hall.
Su Changxing fired three shots in a row, feeling his mouth a little dry, and clearly saw that the bullets disappeared the moment they came into contact with it.
Bullets are ineffective against it?
The pistol is Su Changxing's strongest attack method. If it can't be used with bullets, then other attack methods will probably be ineffective.
Su Changxing felt his face numb and tried to retreat, but as soon as he moved, he noticed that the other party also started to move.
He froze now.
He didn't understand what the other party meant, he just looked at him straightly.
After more than ten seconds, Su Changxing calmed down and said calmly: "It is very impolite for you to keep staring at others like this, and I will be very embarrassed."
"······"
"······"
no response.
What the hell is this a fool?
Su Changxing looked at the opponent with his eyes, and gradually became more courageous. He raised his legs and walked forward. Sure enough, it started to move.
It's just that it's moving backwards.
"Will this thing keep a certain distance from me?"
Su Changxing tried to take two steps forward, and it also took two steps back.
If Su Changxing takes two steps back, he will take two steps forward.
"So if I turn around, will it turn around?"
Su Changxing was having fun and turned back while muttering to himself.
But the moment he turned around, he noticed a chill behind his back. His eyes raised to his throat, and he turned back suddenly. When he saw the woman, she was standing blankly about two meters away from him.
Pupils dilated, Su Changxing was almost suffocated at this moment, feeling death approaching, and intuitively judged that if he was touched by this woman, there would definitely be bad consequences.
The two of them were relatively still in the room. Su Changxing could clearly see the lines on the skin on the other person's face, with thick horny texture similar to that of a zombie, gray lips, and no eyes under the hair.
Do you have no eyes, or can you really not see?
Su Changxing experienced a brief confusion and stepped back step by step, wanting to see if the other party would keep following him.
As he retreated from the passage to the end, the woman moved step by step in sync with him, like a puppet on strings.
After exiting the passage and entering the hall outside, Su Changxing felt that the surrounding space suddenly opened up, and the chill in his heart dissipated. The disheveled woman suddenly disappeared into the space at a certain moment.
"What is this? A soul? A ghost?"
Su Changxing shook his head. He clearly felt that the other party was a real thing and must have an entity.
After sorting out his thoughts, he passed through the passage again and walked into the hall. Looking around, the woman with disheveled hair did not appear.
Su Changxing tentatively walked forward. When he came to the dissecting table, the woman beside the wall appeared quietly, like two completely different frames in a movie, without any warning, very abrupt.
He thought for a while and summed it up roughly: "As long as you don't turn your back on this thing, there should be no problem."
Su Changxing walked around the room while facing the woman next to the wall, and found that she always kept a fixed distance from him.
"This method seems feasible, but the posture is a bit strange."
Su Changxing walked sideways in the hall, like a crab. Although it was strange, this was the only way he could move here.
He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, ignored the woman by the wall, and picked up another record board on the autopsy table.
“Ability can influence the mind.
The body undergoes corresponding changes due to its abilities, the cerebellum is unusually developed, and the cerebral cortex is more than twice that of ordinary people.
Conclusion: Ability will have an impact on the body of the person with the ability, but it is not because of changes in the body that the ability is produced. "
Su Changxing put it down casually. Although these things were useful, they were not what he was looking for.
Then, he noticed five or six bottles of unknown potions placed on the counter, with a label attached next to them, "Failure, unable to resist alienation."
Resist alienation?
Su Changxing suspected that the alienation referred to here should be infection and mysterious influence. The experimenter seemed to be studying ways to resist this infection.
