The end of the world starts from the global copy

"The amount of black mist here is a little less than that of Linghuan Technology. The defense is very strict. In addition, I dare not scan the entire building, because there is a risk of being detected by the mission."

If the skills are not as good as people, they will be restrained everywhere.

This is one of the reasons why intelligence is rare.

Fortunately, this time was no better than the previous time in Linghuan Technology, when Lu Ming had no goal and no direction, so he had to be tough.But this time, due to the existence of the saint, Lu Ming didn't need to make any fanfare at all. He only needed to catch the clue of the saint, and there should be a certain degree of reward.

soon.

The armed police brought the saint to an elevator.

……

Follow the armed police to board the elevator.

There is no need to swipe the card or press any buttons, as the armed police and saints are all in place, the elevator trembles and starts to run automatically.

Orientation: down.

Speed: extremely fast!

This is extremely fast, so fast that it is like a free fall. If ordinary people take this elevator, the riding experience will not be very good.

And soon.

Lu Ming and Shadow frowned together.

Because several minutes had passed, the elevator still showed no signs of stopping.

"It's underground..."

The shadow's voice reached Lu Ming's ears, and Lu Ming nodded slightly after hearing it.

As I said before, the black mist spreads all over the planet, even in the soil layer, there are quite a few black mist—these black mist are like a protective cover, blocking the perception of shadows.

Therefore, the underground is indeed a blind spot for Lu Ming and Shadow.

—and they did ignore it.

After about half an hour.

The elevator that was falling straight down slowly slowed down.

With a ding sound.

As the elevator door opened, a dark and deep corridor, like a ferocious beast's mouth, fell into the eyes of Lu Ming and Shadow.

……

The armed police seemed to be familiar with the scene in front of them.

They just carried the saint, walked down the elevator, and walked all the way to the end of the dark passage.

However, Lu Ming and Ying Ying stood in the elevator for a long time without moving.

It was the shadow that gave Lu Ming a hand, and just before the elevator was about to close, he stepped into this unknown land.

Floating in the air, Lu Ming looked at his feet.

Underfoot is the black ground...

However, the psychic synaesthesia told Lu Ming that this black is not simply black.

Because this land, this corridor, and everything in sight are all composed of pure black mist...

in other words.

Now Lu Ming and Shadow have come to the "body" of the mission.

Deep behind enemy lines.

And the surrounding area is full of dangers!

"It's useless to think too much, and don't be afraid, no matter what danger there is, I have the ability to save you."

As the shadow said, Lu Ming also nodded slightly, and continued to follow the armed police. Soon, everyone walked through the corridor and came to an empty hall.

The walls and floor of the hall are still black.

At the same time, there are white light bulbs swaying light here and there.

This makes the space as clear and bright as day.

There was no one in the hall.

But after the armed police waited for a few minutes, a footstep sounded from the side.

Soon, the figure of a young woman in a white robe stood beside the armed policemen.

Seeing this person, Lu Ming and Shadow also frowned.

Because the person in front of him looks exactly like the scholar!

Of course, judging from the essence of the soul, this "scholar" is still a fake, a clone, not the real body of the scholar.

But seeing the clone of the scholar several times... Lu Ming thinks this is not a good thing.

The false scholar did not speak.

After seeing the armed policemen, the false scholar immediately turned around and walked in the other direction. The armed policemen followed the pace of the false scholar with the unconscious saint without any orders.

Pass through the bright hall and walk into a remote corridor. After a few minutes, the fake scholar pushed open a black door and walked in.

Lu Ming followed closely behind, stepped out and saw the scene behind the door.

Those are single cells!

……

The cell is similar to a single room, but the door is replaced with transparent glass.

Therefore, it is easy to see the scene inside the cell from the outside.

Some cells housed a single "prisoner," while many others were empty.

The prisoners in the cell seemed to be in a different state—they were lying flat on the bed, as if they had been anesthetized, and only from the slightly heaving chest could it be seen that they were alive.

Still no need for false scholars to issue orders, the armed police have already carried the holy man and sent the holy man to an idle cell.

After the holy man was lying on the bed, a black mechanical arm suddenly stretched out from the prison bed. The mechanical arm fiddled with the holy man and then retracted. During this process, the fake scholar seemed to have gotten some news.

After she nodded slightly, she said softly, "Experiment No. 92 has passed the inspection."

The Holy One became Experimental Subject No. 92...

The information revealed in it is relatively simple-obviously, the mission does not pin all hopes on the saint.

The saint is only one of the "backup world will" with many missions.

The number is 92.

It means that before the saint, 91 people have passed the assessment of the mission.

Of course, after thinking about it carefully, this situation is unexpected and reasonable - after all, everything that happened to the saint can indeed be copied, and it doesn't take much energy for the mission.

Telecom fraud knows how to cast a wide net, and the mission is unreasonable.

However, from this matter, there is another problem.

"Too much……"

Shadow frowned and said so.

"There are too many backup world wills prepared by the mission. According to my speculation, He doesn't need to come up with 92 backup world wills at all, one or two is enough..."

This is indeed a problem.

Of course, judging from the currently known information, this problem is basically unsolvable-insufficient information.

Suppressing his doubts, Lu Ming saw the fake scholar turned his head and went out, thinking briefly, but ignored Saint Link, and followed behind the fake scholar with his shadow.

From Lu Ming's point of view, the role of Saint Link has already come into effect, and there is basically no follow-up value - the role of this move is to allow Lu Ming to find the next clue.

And this underground world is undoubtedly the next clue.

At this moment, seeing that Saint Link was imprisoned and his life was not in danger for the time being, Lu Ming decisively changed his target - a fake scholar is a very good target.

From her, Lu Ming can understand the meaning, layout, and even more crucial things of this underground base.

For example...

Where is the real mission.

Even where are the true scholars.

Follow the false scholars to go out. During the period, the false scholars and the armed police were scattered—the armed police were about to leave the underground base, after all, they did not belong here.

As for the false scholar, he walked through the winding corridor, and soon stopped in front of another black iron door.

The iron door opened automatically, and the scholar stepped inside, followed by Lu Ming.

Turn around and look around.

Lu Ming saw that a large number of "fake scholars" were walking in this spacious space. In addition, there were also a large number of high-end equipment that Lu Ming could not name in this space.

"A laboratory?"

This is Lu Ming's first impression here.

The false scholars are the researchers here.

Chapter 161: Escape Plan, Final Reunion, and Second Battle!

As I said before, the purpose of mission replicating scholars is very simple - to create a batch of fast-track auxiliary scientific researchers.

However, looking at the scene in the laboratory in front of him, Lu Ming couldn't help frowning.

"That's too much..."

In this laboratory alone, there are hundreds of clones of scholars, large and small.

They walked among the instruments and lines, busy, and it seemed that there should be a lot of work at hand.

Under the protection of the shadow, Lu Ming came behind the fake scholar sitting in front of the computer. He could see the fake scholar's hands like the wind, and a large number of letters were input into the computer...

She seems to be writing some program.

However, this really exceeds the scope of Lu Ming's knowledge reserve.

After briefly looking at it, Lu Ming scratched his head in embarrassment: "I don't understand."

Shadow shrugged slightly: "Don't look at me, I can't understand either."

"Well, the evil god is not omnipotent..."

Lu Ming regretted that he would no longer pay attention to this fake scholar.

Turning his head again, looking at the busy scholars, Lu Ming thought about it and said.

"Did you see anything?"

Shadow's gains were indeed slightly more than Lu Ming's.

"This should be the main control room of this underground base, because this place is the most popular."

"Most popular?"

"It's just a feeling. Although I can't release my perception, I can still vaguely perceive which places in this base have more people and which places have fewer people. According to my feeling, the popularity here should be that of the entire underground base." The busiest place."

Then, the shadow said again: "And more people means more information and more intelligence."

"Although these fake scholars don't seem to be able to chat or gossip, the work they are doing is itself a type of intelligence."

After saying this, Shadow held his chin and pondered for a long time before saying, "My suggestion is that we just wait here and see if we can find any useful information."

Seeing that Lu Ming seemed to want to say something, the shadow said again: "As for Link, you don't have to worry, I have tampered with his soul body, and if there is something wrong with him, I will notice it immediately of."

Lu Ming nodded after thinking.

The shadow approach seems negative.

Unfortunately, Lu Ming really couldn't come up with a more positive and controllable method.

……