The end of the world starts from the global copy

Chapter 154 Shame on Your Face

Sitting on the sofa in the apartment, Lu Ming closed his eyes to sense the situation at Morente's side, and the shadow came out from under Lu Ming's feet, scanning the layout of the apartment.

The apartment has one bedroom and one bathroom. It is simple but clean. From the details of the decoration, you can see a strong cyber flavor.

This made the shadow seem to have found a toy, and kept playing with the technological creations in the room that far exceeded the technological level of reality.

Not long after, Shadow sat back beside Lu Ming. He turned on the TV, and a nice female voice came out from the TV.

"The battle against the abyss still has no end in sight."

"Recently, Abyss launched an S-level general attack. Fortunately, with the unremitting efforts of our soldiers, Abyss returned without success again..."

"Wait. How is this place related to the abyss?"

Lu Ming opened his eyes and looked at the TV screen,

It can be seen that the hostess on the TV is broadcasting the battle situation on the front line with a serious face.

It can also be seen that in the several illustrations on the TV screen, there are indeed shadows of abyssal creatures.

This made Lu Ming even more puzzled.

A good evil god-level copy, why is it related to the abyss again! ?

You are really everywhere, Abyss?

Shadow shook his head to indicate that he didn't know either.

Just as the picture on the TV screen changed, a new picture appeared in front of Lu Ming and Shadow.

"The Mechanic God Project has officially launched today!"

"In response to the threat of the invasion of the abyss, the Supreme Council passed the proposal of the Mechanic God Plan. The leader of the plan is Mr. Danai Martell, who is known as the God of Technology."

The screen turned again, and among the crowds, Lu Ming saw the ribbon-cutting screen for the launch of the Mechanic God project, as well as the man named Danai Martell.

Danai Martell is about 70 years old, with thinning white hair on his head, but his eyes are full of energy. He is wearing a clean white coat and has a warm smile on his face.

At this moment, he is standing on the podium, talking freely about the prospect of the Mechanic God Project, and briefly talked about the transformative changes that the Mechanic God Project will bring to the frontline battle situation.

However, Lu Ming and Shadow's eyes were not on Mr. Darnay Martell.

The two just looked at the woman standing next to Danai Martell, with a surprised expression slowly appearing on their faces.

Because that sweet-looking, excellent-looking woman in white clothes is not a scholar who has been missing for a long time, so who is she! ?

At this moment, the scholar stood beside Danai Martell, with a clean smile on his face, bright and clear eyes, and he did not appear to be controlled at all.

Of course, Lu Ming couldn't see through the black mist in the scholar's body because of the TV's barrier, so naturally he didn't know whether the memory of the scholar was changed by the black mist.

But the goal has been found, it really can be said that there is nowhere to look for, and it takes no effort to get it.

At this moment, Lu Ming couldn't care less about Morant's situation. Without further ado, he stood up, briefly checked the location of Danai Martel's company, and rushed out the door with his shadow.

The shadow did not stop Lu Ming's impulse.

He just shrank back into Lu Ming's shadow, and at the same time reminded Lu Ming quietly: "Be careful."

……

Ewing walked through the busy streets.

Soon, he passed through a labyrinth of abandoned subway lines and came to an inconspicuous iron gate somewhere.

Gently knocking on the iron door, as the small window on the iron door opened, revealing a pair of alert eyes.

"May the light of purity illuminate the world."

"May the sage clear away the black mist and restore the world to clarity."

After checking the code, the locked iron door was opened, and a thin, half-grown child grinned at Ewing: "Welcome back, Mr. Ewing."

Ewing nodded, drilled into the door, and said at the same time.

"Where is the saint? I found a pure one, but lost it."

A new Purifier...

This is a big deal in the organization of the Pure Ones—after all, the Pure Ones really need fresh blood urgently.

Hearing Ewing's words, the boy immediately understood the seriousness of the matter. He hastily locked the iron door and led Ewing to the interior extending in all directions.

Through several corridors, through several secret doors.

Soon, Ewing and Morente, who was possessed by him, saw the so-called saint.

It was a blonde woman.

Girls are about thirty, which is the most interesting age, coupled with a slim figure and a charming face, it is really arousing people's imagination.

But seeing this woman, neither Ewing nor Morente had any messy thoughts—this woman seemed to have some magical power, and just by her side, he could find peace and peace in his heart.

Soon, a fantasy scene happened...

As the woman stretched out her hand and patted Ewing's forehead lightly, a faint white light bloomed from the woman's hand, and quickly washed away Ewing's whole body.

This light is like the light of purification.

Not only did it make the rancid smell on Ewing's body dissipate invisible, vaguely, but it also made Morente feel a burning sensation.

Fortunately, this woman's energy level is obviously not strong enough to expel the high-level evil spirit possessed by Ewing...

Just when Morant thought he had been discovered, the woman took two steps back with a smile and said to Ewing.

"I've washed off the black mist on you, Mr. Ewing."

Ewing let out a heavy breath, his expression relaxed a lot...

Seeing this, Morente had a guess in his heart.

……

In this organization of purists, Ewing seems to be a member of the field team - every day when he goes out to contact the outside world, he will inevitably be contaminated with some black mist.

And this woman's so-called "washing" and "purification" are not means of exorcising ghosts. The real goal of her washing is the ubiquitous black mist.

Only in this way can it be guaranteed that this secret stronghold will not be discovered by the black hand behind the black mist...

"But that's not right again..."

It quietly emerged from Ewing's body, and as expected, neither Ewing nor the woman code-named Saint found Morant's existence.

Morente paced slowly in the room, looking at the surrounding walls from time to time.

He muttered in his heart.

"According to the master, the buildings of this world, and even the soil, have all been infiltrated by the black mist."

"In other words, as long as it exists in this world, it is impossible to escape the monitoring of the black mist..."

So, is there black mist in the underground of this secret stronghold, or even in the walls?

Morente doesn't have psychic synesthesia, so he can't verify the answer to this question in the first place—but if you think about it with your toes, you must know it.

So an obvious conclusion can be drawn.

The concealment measures taken by this so-called purist organization... It's like playing a house...

Hei Wu had already discovered them, but they didn't bother to pay attention to the two or three big cats and kittens.

On this side, Morente was guessing.

Over there, the conversation between Ewing and the "Holy One" also came to an end.

The saint said, "Is it a pure person who is not making up? Well, Mr. Ewing, you have done your best in this matter, so there is no need to blame yourself."

"As for the pure one, I believe that fate will guide him along the way."

To put it bluntly, it's random...

I don't know if Ewing understood the meaning of these words.

In short, after another few words, Ewing left the room.And the woman called the saint also sat back at the desk and read the book by the dim oil lamp.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while.

Morente walked slowly behind the woman.

Thinking briefly, Morente contacted Lu Ming, but Lu Ming only replied him with one sentence: "You can deal with it yourself."

This made Morant shrug helplessly.

"Look at the solution... Well, in this case, there is only one way."

"Take it away, bring it to the master, and search for the soul."

"The saint of the Purity organization... Well, she should have a lot of valuable information in her mind."

This operation highlights a simple and rude.

But it works.

The soul search method is indeed the most convenient way for Lu Ming to find information!

While thinking, Morant stretched out his hand.

However, just when his hand was about to touch the saint's back.

The feeling of spinning and spinning came suddenly.

Morente shuddered suddenly, and after regaining consciousness again, he saw that a large number of black mist-like nano-robots had suddenly emerged from the walls, the ground, and even the air, and floated between himself and the Holy Spirit. between!

A strong sense of crisis came from all directions.

Without having to talk, Morente has already realized one thing—once he wants to attack this saint again, what he will meet will only be the wrath of a higher existence!

Sure enough, there was one thing Morente guessed right...

Black Mist has long known the existence of this organization of saints and purists.

I don't even know for what purpose, the black mist, which is taboo by the pure organization, has become the umbrella of the pure organization...

The grievances and resentments among them are beyond comprehension.

Now this situation, he obviously can't get to the bottom of it...

He could only raise his arms in a gesture of surrender.

Black Mist did not make any further attacks.

Countless black mist squirmed, slowly forming two large characters: "Leave!"

Morente couldn't help squinting.

……

"Leave? Okay, no problem!"

"After picking up the scholar, we will leave immediately."

When Morente told Lu Ming what had happened to him, Lu Ming had already arrived at Danai Martell's company.

In front of you is the towering "Psychic Technology" building.

Under the feet, there is a lurking shadow.

Lu Ming, on the other hand, stood on the square in front of the Linghuan Technology Building, and uttered the above two sentences clearly.

This made the pedestrians around think that they had encountered a mental illness talking to themselves - only Lu Ming knew that everything he did in this dungeon world, every word and deed, would fall into the eyes of that being.

Yes, everything will fall into the eyes of that being!

This is why Lu Ming was cautious before and didn't dare to make a big move - because his purpose was not to pass the level perfectly, but to pick up the scholars.

If possible, rather than fighting directly, Lu Ming would prefer to talk to that person first - it's not too late to fight if it doesn't work out.

But at this moment, what Lu Mingzhi said was undoubtedly a reply and a request for dialogue!

——The presence of a scholar on TV has already provided enough clues for Lu Ming... This means that at this moment, Lu Ming no longer needs to make any more detours.

Either let him go, or we have two tricks.

But a pity.

Lu Ming's request for dialogue did not receive any response.

This made Lu Ming narrow his eyes slightly, feeling impatience in his heart.