This security door is the oldest door that Kemeng can find, and it is also the only door that has seen the face of the golden door owner throughout the whole process.
Ke Meng interrogated the security guard who had been guarding the gate for forty-two years. The security guard said that this was the place where the gate organization used to train new people to break through and become disciples. There were other gates that could lead to that area.
But the security door has not been used since five years ago.
Because the technology in modern society has advanced so fast, surveillance cameras are everywhere, and even his backward second school has installed cameras.
The security guard deliberately broke a few cameras, but later the maintenance master repaired them or replaced them with new ones. He did not dare to break them too many times, so he could only reduce the frequency of giving them away.
While sending people in, he also asked those who entered to give feedback on the situation here, letting the door organization know that his door was no longer suitable for giving away.
After all, every time he sends someone away, there is a high probability that the person who goes in will die. If there are more people missing, he will not be able to conceal the facts as easily as before.
So five years ago, considering the difficult conditions of having cameras everywhere, the sect allowed the old man to stop giving away people, and at the end asked him if he wanted to be promoted to a disciple.
The old security guard's enthusiasm for promotion has dissipated. In addition, he is too complacent and is afraid of death, so he keeps putting it off.
The people in the door organization also thought that Jesse Mond was an early and old member of the organization, so they did not close the door and reserved the right to open the door to him.
Maybe one day the old man will think about it and knock on the door to get promoted.
After Kemen recalled the old man's experience, he closed the door of the security post and the whole world fell silent.
In the blink of an eye, they came to another room.
This is a dark room with only a faint light coming from the upper vents.
According to the old man's memories, this is a wasteland world, and there are people guarding the door.
But I haven’t given it to anyone in five years, and there may not be anyone outside the door. I need a token to call someone from the door organization.
Ke Meng did not use the token. The door organization was in a period of refuge and suddenly found that the door that had not been opened for five years was suddenly given away. There must be suspicion.
Kemen pressed against the wall, silently feeling the heat distribution outside the wall.
There are no large caloric creatures.
After thinking about it, Kemen took out the earth escape type item from the storage scarf.
"Earth Escape Headgear"
"Put on the hood and you can travel across the land for ten seconds."
"After use, one thousandth of your muscle tissue will turn into hard rock."
Kemen put on his hood, and the ground beneath his feet was like oscillating ripples on the water.
Kemen held his breath, sank into the water and started to swim downwards. Then he kicked his legs fiercely and fiddled with his hands a few times. He resurfaced and returned to the ground to take off his headgear.
As soon as the side effects appear, they are worn away by the power of the body.
Put the hood into the storage scarf? Look at the dim sky.
Ahead are dilapidated buildings, a commercial street in disrepair, ancient human-operated trolleys, and old shop billboards hanging on the walls. The billboards have some religious texts related to the Sect organization written on them.
Seeing those words? The resistance force in Kemeng's body moved slightly, removing all these mental pollutions.
There is a trace amount of radiation in the air, which stimulates the human body at all times, improves the body's spiritual perception and muscle tissue growth and resistance capabilities, and contains the hidden stimulation of religious thoughts.
However, these radiations could not affect Kemon's body, they were completely eliminated by the resistance force.
Within two minutes of walking into the ruined city, there were several flies flying around. When their buzzing wings vibrated, there was some kind of mental pollution that could give people the self-encouraging illusion that they could successfully become disciples.
Ke Meng's thoughts moved slightly, and several flies were cold and stiff. They fell to the ground like stones.
There was a crisp and faint sound? A few flies were like broken ice cubes, breaking into more than a dozen parts.
Kemon took out the mask of the Faceless Man. As his face changed, his wrinkles became older, his body became shorter, and his temperament also turned into that of a sixty-year-old man.
The clothes he was wearing were short-sleeved white shirts and he was not wearing a security uniform.
Ke Meng did not plan to inform the organization in advance. He wanted to hit the enemy before he could miss it, and the face on his face was just to hide it.
He didn't need to activate the sixty-year-old security guard's token. Just standing in the middle of the street, countless historical scenes flashed through Kemeng's eyes, providing him with a large amount of information about the sect organization.
One minute later.
Kemen put on his stalker clothes, and the aura on his body suddenly disappeared, and he walked towards Xiashuigou Street in the wasteland city.
Along the way, there are stories behind the rusty iron doors, old-era electrical appliances, and clothes that have accumulated dust on the clothes rack for decades.
There is no sound in these stories, only pictures. After sorting them out in my mind, the answer is ready to come out.
Ke Meng already knew where the sect organization cultivated people.
There is a void above the sky. Kemeng does not need to use satellites to detect it. He has already determined the truth through various synaesthesia pictures.
Only underground is the hiding place of the Gate organization.
Xiashuigou Street is what the people who lived here called it in the past.
The further down you go, the more and more thick pipes there are on those streets.
These pipelines are connected to the thermal power plants on the ground. This is not a dead city, there are still people living in it.
Kemen could feel the heat of those huge and thick pipes, and the heat was transmitted from the ground to the underground.
Kemen quickly found the entrance to the underground street. There was a human guarding the entrance, but the gatekeeper's attention was not on guarding the door at all. Instead, he was holding a book containing spiritual pollution and reading it quietly.
Ke Meng carefully sensed the heat of the Gatekeeper's body. The heat in the brain was about a hundred times higher than that of the body. He should be a disciple of the Gatekeeper organization and had the means of brain alienation.
The next second.
The gatekeeper, who was just reading, suddenly felt cold all over and was speechless.
My brain was also frozen, unable to think, and my eyes couldn't help but get dark, so I couldn't see what was happening next.
Ke Meng's face changed rapidly, his height increased, and his waist muscles shrank slightly, turning into the appearance of a gatekeeper. He then threw the body into the storage scarf and let the glutinous rice balls in the scarf help handle it.
Enter the underground street and use the mechanism to open the huge thick doors.
There is no one behind the door, people are active underground, and it has become impossible to convey the news of the enemy attack.
After closing the heavy door, the radiation from the wasteland world suddenly decreased a hundred times, and it was no longer harmful to humans.
However, there are many times more items containing mental pollution in the underground streets than on the ground. The floors that can be seen everywhere have the sect organization's mental pollution font written on them in an inadvertent corner.
After walking for more than three hundred steps along the downward street, the voices of people became louder.
In the first underground block, the two doormen were stunned when they saw the "gatekeeper" coming down. They greeted Kemeng in a strange language, which probably meant good evening. Why did he come down suddenly.
Various historical scenes flashed before Kemeng's eyes, and the voices and content of conversations that had occurred here in the past all appeared in Kemeng's mind.
To kill, or not to kill and pretend to be a gatekeeper?
Kemen thought quickly, and at the same time his ears heard the sound of the radio in the first block.
"At nineteen o'clock in the evening wasteland time, people in the first-level blocks, please go to the Holy Land to listen to the disciples' teachings."
The ceiling is lined with dense circuits, which are connected to various small broadcast speakers, emitting a hoarse bass, with a slight mental pollution in the sound.
This is a disciple training place run by the sect organization. Being promoted to a disciple involves the risk of death, so they use the number of people to gather together, and over time it forms a population gathering place.
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