kill dawn

The second floor of the underground world.

Fang Jue walked in a long passage, there were no ore lamps around, his vision was dim, and shadows fell at his feet.The staff walking in front were spared no effort to introduce the plan of the underground world, and Fang Jue would respond from time to time, which made the person speak harder.

And if he observes carefully, he will find that Fang Jue's conversation partner is not him at all.

A tiny particle communicator was quietly attached to the base of the ear, hidden behind the tail of the hair, and the sound of Louis crackling on the keyboard continued to ring in Fang Jue's mental sea.

"The trend of this road is a bit like a maze, with twists and turns. Pay attention to the walls and see if they have installed shielding devices or something."

"No." Hearing the words, Fang Jue supported the wall, and the touch was no different from the most common ore.

"What's the matter?" The staff turned around quickly when they heard the movement, with a flattering smile on their face, "Are you tired?"

Fang Jue: "It's a little bit, how long will it be?"

The staff member smiled and said, "You also know that we have extremely high requirements for safety, please hold on for a while, we will be there soon."

"It means it's not halfway there yet." On the other side, Louis bumped into something, and made a piercing noise, mixed with crackling and crackling keyboard sounds, like a wild rock band.

This kind of tiny particle communicator needs to be connected to the sentinel's spiritual sea. Fang Jue frowned at the noise, and couldn't help but say, "Keep your voice down."

There was a beep from the keyboard.

After a while, Louis seemed to have come to a quiet place, and stopped typing on the keyboard: "Isn't it, Fang Jue, aren't you mentally strong? The noise of this frequency used to not affect you."

Before Fang Jue could speak, Louis exclaimed again: "Are you going to trigger the mental threshold again?!"

"It's not that serious." Fang Jue rubbed the center of his brows, "Maybe it's the mental fluctuations caused by the false union."

Louis took a breath.

The man who connected with him almost died on the battlefield when he was 15 years old because of triggering the mental threshold, but was saved by a passing guide.But since that guide died, Fang Jue has been depressed for a long time, and has never been close to any guide, and now he is willing to falsely marry a guide who has only met a few times?

That Jiang Bieqiu has so much charm?Or does Fang Jue like this kind of violence?

The more Louis thought about it, the more curious he became, and he didn't intend to hold back, so he simply asked, "You don't like that little guide anymore?"

Fang Jue didn't react for a while: "Which one?"

"The one who died to save you!" Louis was speechless, "Don't you go to the battlefield ruins every year to worship him? Forgot about him so quickly? Thanks to your little idols boasting of your affection."

Fang Jue stopped walking, ignored the doubtful sideways glances of the staff in front of him, and warned coldly in his mind: "Louis."

Louis was surprised: "What, what's wrong?"

What did he say wrong?

Fang Jue made a gesture of invitation to the staff, followed slowly, and said, "It's not because I like him that I've been remembering him for so many years."

"Ah? But it's been rumored outside... If you don't like him, why do you never forget him..."

Fang Jue lowered his eyes, and in those eyes that were always rational and indifferent, there was a rare trace of guilt and sadness.

Under the second floor of the basement, there was a burst of dampness blown by the wind from somewhere, just like the rain that fell on the battlefield decades ago, cold to the bone.

Fang Jue can no longer remember the appearance of the guide, but the memory does not only exist by relying on vision.

After a damaged battleship, the little guide who exhausted his energy to pull him back from the death line had rain on his face, but he smiled very happily. The young man Fang Jue touched his hairy head and said firmly: "Wait for me to bring you get out."

But in the end he reneged.

Louis waited for a long time, only to wait for Fangjue to say coldly: "Don't listen to those rumors."

Louis: "..."

Fang Jue ignored Louis and strode to keep up with the staff.The flash of emotion in his eyes was well covered up in the thick darkness and never appeared again.

The deeper the passage, the colder and damper it gets. This narrow path gradually comes to an end, and the line of sight gradually becomes wider.In the communicator, Louis hadn't spoken for a long time, and it wasn't until Fang Jue was about to walk out of the intersection that he said abruptly, "Wait."

Fang Jue stopped in time.

"According to your movement track, I rubbed the route of the entire second underground floor. After comparison, guess what I found?"

"Say."

Fang Jue lowered his head and straightened his collar. Through the staff's shoulders, he vaguely saw a huge training cabin hanging upside down in the space behind him.

He stopped and walked several times, which had aroused the vigilance of the staff. Several staff members in similar uniforms surrounded the space, forming a faint encirclement.

"Sir, we're here." Perhaps with confidence, the leading staff member nodded slightly, not flattery in his eyes, but a kind of condescending sarcasm, "In order to ensure the safety of the test, we need to check you."

Fang Jue's expression remained the same: "Check what?"

On the other side, Louis spoke quickly: "After comparing the data, the overall plan of this place is exactly the same as the site of the Beagle Star human base. The tragedy that happened at that base is still recorded in the sealed database. Fang Jue, I think this matter It's not that simple, you hold them back first, and I'll come down to pick you up right now!"

As soon as the staff raised their hands, the rest of them stepped forward and surrounded Fang Jue.

"Please cooperate, I need to check whether you have any equipment connected to the outside world."

On the other side of the communicator connected to the spiritual sea, Louis was obviously very anxious: "Don't listen to them!"

Fang Jue: "I knew this was happening before I came here."

Louis paused: "What?"

Fang Jue: "Do you know why, the scale of this auction house is so large, but no news has spread to the tower area?"

"……why?"

"Because no one who comes in can get out alive with a secret."

Louis' eyes widened, and after realizing the other party's intentions, he couldn't help but swear, "Fang Jue, I'm warning you not to mess around. If something happens to you, your mother can't kill me! Fang Jue! Hey!"

The last few syllables were replaced by the sound of electric current, Fang Jue tore off the particle communicator expressionlessly, and handed it to the staff.They looked at each other and put the particle communicator into a syringe-sized container. After a few seconds, the communicator disintegrated directly.

Even so, they still checked Fang Jue up and down before finally letting him in with confidence.

However, before Fang Jue walked a few meters, the whole space suddenly trembled, and then, a shrill siren sounded!

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