Abyssal Kingdom

No matter how many dates Wei An designed for this day, the result was to stay at home and fix the house.

Fortunately, when building the house, he hoarded a lot of materials in the basement, so he could do it directly.

It was almost dawn, Wei An didn't sleep anymore, and asked the household robot to clean up all the plastic dolls.

Without the cover, the appearance of the corrosion area is even more uncomfortable, and it can be clearly seen that the force crawled out from the depths of the space and marched in the building.

This is a gazebo on the top floor. The texture of the floor is distorted, and the straight line of the zenith also shows traces of swirls, like a round eye that opens in the middle of the night, staring down.

Wei An decided to replace all the building panels immediately.

He went downstairs and quickly plastic-wrapped the bedroom, replaced the boards, painted, and restored his home to perfection.

After tossing around for a while, he found Gui Ling wandering around with nothing to do, so he also asked him to come over to help.

Gui Ling was sitting next to him playing games, the one that Wei An installed for him before, so boring that he didn't know the meaning of existence.

Wei Anxiu remembered about the upgrade package halfway through, and told him that the progress of this thing is less than 5.00%.

Gui Ling left the game to watch, with a displeased expression on his face.

"The terminal is too slow," he said. "This is just a small upgrade package."

"I also feel," Wei An said, "I'm really sorry that the development of human technology has made you unsatisfied."

The other party nodded, accepted the apology, and said: "I see, when I go to 'below', I will see if I can find an original host program to upload."

Wei An smiled at him.

"If you want to go to hell, you have to make your own way," he said. "It's really not easy."

Gui Ling ignored him.

During this day, Wei An repaired the house, bought Guiling a nice car, and started processing the biochip of the dead agent in the Rambler Hotel.

This young man is from the special case investigation team of the Central Police Department. He should have a bright future, but this time he came to Taoyuan with De Xinming's team.

He came here to investigate Tao Jinlai's specific identity, but unfortunately he couldn't do it before he died, because there was no evidence in the chip.

It doesn't matter, Wei An thought, he will help Tao Jinlai and his group make a name for themselves.

Wayne edited the agent's final moments.

He concentrated on the hotel part and deleted the private information. It looked like a detective from the core star field went to the Rambler Hotel to investigate the incident, but found that private soldiers were killing innocent guests.

The video recorded the conversation of the captors, who mentioned that they wanted to kill some ordinary people, and they had to die badly enough to cause enough panic.With so many corpses and a "door", everyone will know that Taoyuan is no longer the civilized world they imagined.

The detective knew it shouldn't be a big deal, but he still wanted to save someone.

He did everything he could, but the other party was outnumbered and extremely vigilant, they rounded him up and he was eventually killed.

After cutting the video, Wei An forged an account and uploaded it to the largest video website in Taoyuan.

He claimed that he was a person whose job was not legal. He accidentally obtained a biochip from the corpse of a young man at a blessing meeting. After reading the content, he felt that it was necessary to make it public.

I was also at the scene at the time and heard something. Those private soldiers were very familiar with the raised ancient civilization city. It sounded like they had been there before, but they withdrew due to an accident.He also mentioned Tao Jinlai's name, anyway, he provided all the information he could provide.

He posted it in the middle of the night, but the video jumped to the top of the website within 10 minutes of clicks.

Wei An knew that it would spread throughout the Federation in a short period of time, and the police would follow up immediately. No matter who the superiors of these agents were, they would get the key information.

He watched the rapidly increasing speed of comments and reposts, and several big platforms began to prepare special columns. This calmness and order filled him with murderous aura.

Wei An has learned many lessons in his life and knows that some things can never be obtained, but he still has something he always wants to achieve.

His video provided the most intuitive evidence, telling everyone that the Tongyun Square incident was a mass murder and a large-scale upper-level conspiracy.

The world is orderly, and the important thing is not the horror legend, but the thorough investigation of the case by the relevant departments.

As far as the progress of the conspiracy was concerned, Wei An was fairly smooth, but the other matter was not so step-by-step.

That night, Wei An had another nightmare and ruined the guest room.

This time he clearly dreamed about the time of his father's death. After waking up, the room was once again filled with plastic heads, half-melted, broken plastic dolls with hideous faces.

This time the situation was particularly serious, and Guiling injected him with two "golden coupons" to suppress the reaction of the deep domain system.

The hunger went deep into the bone marrow, and Wei An sat in a pile of plastic dolls emitting a burning smell, shaking uncontrollably, feeling that he was also one of the toxic garbage.

"This...this fucking..." Wei An said.

He stopped, took a breath, and tried two more times before he could speak. His tongue didn't work, as if he had lost the ability to speak.

"...how long will this fucking last?!" Wei An said.

"Just don't have nightmares," Gui Ling said.

Wei An turned his head to stare at him, and the other party looked back expressionlessly.

Gui Ling's expression can't be seen clearly against the light, but Wei An knows what he looks like in his eyes now, his clothes are messed up and in a mess, he can't bear to look directly at him, and he can't distinguish from these rubbish.

It's an elegant room, but it feels like somewhere in hell.

They looked at each other for five seconds, Wei An looked away with a cold face, stood up, was too hungry, went to find something to eat.

Wei An ate a high-calorie fast food meal, which he definitely didn't like before, but it's the most useful at this time.

He solved it blankly, calculating the remaining number of gold coupons.

If things go on like this, the gold coupons will be exhausted quickly, and replenishment is a top priority.

The only relevant clue he has now is the underground city. To open it, he must find the leader of the private army holding the space lock contract.

He did some more research today and found out that this guy really loves racing in person, and he's definitely going to take part in this race.

There are no cameras in the underground race car, and there are many dead spots in the satellite monitoring in the mountains, which is the best chance to succeed.

It will be fine, Wei An thought, it will be fine...

He's sitting at the kitchen table with empty plates in front of him, not like he should be, like a broken man out of control.

Gui Ling sat opposite, leaning on the back of the chair, looking at him.

Wei An couldn't see the look in his eyes, he choked on something, Gui Ling handed him a glass of water.

Wei An took it, drank a couple of sips, and didn't even look at him.

There was still silence around them, and they didn't say a word from beginning to end. Wei An finished eating, pushed away the plate, and left the table.

He went to the bathroom to wash his face, and buried his head under the tap for a while.The water is cold.

Then he looked up and looked at himself in the mirror.

He felt as if he had lost a lot of weight, his hair was dripping wet, and the water kept dripping down. He was in a state of embarrassment, like the face of a child he saw in the mirror a long time ago, fearful, helpless, desperate, and would do anything to escape pain cost.

Wei An stared at it for a while, his face frighteningly gloomy.

He stood up straight, adjusted his hairstyle and expression to make up for the problem, until he looked all right and in control.

Then he left the bathroom, didn't go back to sleep, but went back to the terminal to continue sorting out the clues.

He's locked on to the leader of the private army, but needs more information.

Gui Ling looked at him for a few seconds, then turned and left.

Wei An continued to toss, the warm light shone on him, he was working hard, the way he always was.