The Godsfall Chronicles

Roster's laboratory areas and areas, rooms and rooms were sealed with iron doors, and only Roster himself and the lab director, Monkey, could open them. Such security was already tight under wilderness conditions. If additional troops kept closing doors to patrol back and forth, it would be unsafe, so there would be no need for internal guards outside the laboratory for several resident wilderness scientists.

The cloud hawk avoids the peripheral guards very smoothly with its invisibility, so the next thing is much easier. He opened the door to the classified information room, located the safe and returned the information according to the route and key of the monkey provided by the flower on the other side.

What is stolen at the risk of life on the other shore must be invaluable.

It's too careless not to have a few guards around such a precious thing?

Actually, it's not that the doctors are too careless. The whole base is Dr. Roster. Only the flowers on the other side know that this information note is here, and the keys are held by the monkeys that manage the data files and experimental data. From the content to the storage area, they have been securely encrypted. Others have no idea what is here. Even if they know it, no one understands it, what guards are needed to cover it?

Besides, Rosette is so arrogant that he thinks that no one in the world can decipher his research!

At least at the level of wild scientists in the base, if not for another forty or fifty years, Rosterburn is a rare genius in the world, and these technologies are the result of Rosterberg's lifetime research, and even if someone gets this information and understands its contents, it's hard for them to master it.

Cloudhawk closes the safe door.

The vault cover fits perfectly with the wall and the seam cannot be seen at all unless viewed at close range. The Eagle pushes the bookshelves that can be moved on both sides again, making it even less clear where the files are located.

The flowers on the other side owe me one.

How should this person be used?

As the eagle leaves, everything he touches is restored. It's just a personal habit. No one cares about these details, but the eagle has developed a very cautious character and he doesn't want any possibility of extraneous branches.

The door to the secure room was carefully locked.

The whole process is uninspiring.

The cloud eagle is a little admired for himself. For the first time, he was so comfortable doing this kind of thing. He wanted to use his own hands and his ability to go without a trace. If he tried to sneak in to survive, it would be a shame not to be a thief.

But when he got to the realm, he was introduced by the Bloody Queen, and thanks to the Massacre, he was going to live a very rich and precious life 100%, so this thief talent was destined to be buried!

That's what Eagle thinks. He does have a lot of credit in his hands, but now the question is whether he's going to live to enjoy the riches. Blackwater base is heavily guarded. The only exit has heavy gun handles. It is impossible for a cloud hawk to sneak out. It is also impossible for him to stand alone against people in the base. This is really a headache.

No, I can't!

Whatever happens, it's right to be prepared first.

The cloud eagle took the opportunity to come in once, so why not take this opportunity to look around. The bottom line of these explorers is unpredictable, and as long as some useful information is available, there is at least some certainty that they will know each other in the future.

The cloud eagle's eyes are full of laboratory data, all kinds of experimental data, pharmaceutical formulations, weapon drawings and other spits are available, but he has no culture. Except for being able to recognize a few words, he can't even read things in front of his eyes. So there was no interest in the documentation, and he decided to walk around looking for something more intuitive to read.

The cloud hawk said to do it and immediately started to act. He was keen to avoid a few areas where he was working, and eventually found a different room, a shocking picture in front of him.

There was a row of large iron canisters throughout the field of view, which looked like metal shells with lots of pipes connected around them and constant liquid entry and exit. Although the iron shells appeared mostly rusty and had a strange smell, there was a sense of wilderness scientists.

By contrast, the eagle approached a giant iron tank, which was twice the size of his body, and looked through the glass window above, only filled with green luminous liquid. It also implicitly felt bubbles, and the eagle touched a piece of glass above and tried to see what was inside.

“Ah!”

Strangely, a human face suddenly appeared in the iron can. It was a naked man, sealed in the iron can, soaked with green liquid, his hair floating inside, his eyes actually shook open, and he looked straight outside, staring at this helmet.

The cloud hawk was so scared that he sat on the floor and crawled into the corner, it was fucking scary!

What is this, a live specimen? Or something!

The cloud eagle's wheeze slowed for half a day. He was sure that the iron can was sealed and the contents couldn't come out. That's why he stood up and checked several other strange containers. They were filled with either large living people or modified mutant beasts. There were more than a dozen such strange containers in the whole room.

Knocked, knocked, didn't respond.

Kick a leg, not yet responding.

A cloud hawk spits at me. What the fuck is this? I dare to scare my old man. I haven't seen anything so weird since I grew up. The cloud hawk was scolding his mother, but he felt it was strange to stay here for a long time, so he hurried away.

A few rooms go through later.

The cloudhawk came to a beast cage.

There are hundreds of mutant beasts in here, each sick in a big cage, and even if they pass by, they don't respond very well.

These superficially ill mutant beasts, each of which is actually quite strong, some of which have been nurturing them for generations in the lab, are constantly injecting them with drugs, stimulating brain domain development, increasing body evolutionary variations, they are survivors of a massive lethal disability rate, but they just have to endure unbearable torture every day, and thus become as angry as they are today.

As the eagle passed the ratcage, he suddenly stopped.

This cage holds more than a dozen mutant mice, the size, the divine state of which is no different than the king of rats seen by a cloud hawk. If the experimental area that Cloud Eagle passed ten days ago is a mutant animal being manufactured, then all the animal cages are filled with finished products.

The cloud eagle is now certain.

The rat that almost killed the Yellow Springs mercenaries ran out of here!

Are these all the rat brothers and sisters in here? Cloud Eagle remembers the fighting power of the Mouse King. He has a chilling feeling. What a terrible thing to do if a dozen Mouse Kings were released!

These rat kings obviously also felt humans outside, and they opened their eyes and looked at him coldly, which made the eagle a little chilly. More than a dozen monsters who are clearly beasts, can't believe they use a kind of calm and resentment to the extreme, only human eyes can see it, can't they chill?

The cloudhawk felt a little hairy in his heart.

A dozen rat kings here are scary enough, and a dozen other mutant beasts are locked up in the whole beast cage area, all of which have been catalyzed to the extreme, almost creating monsters of wisdom! If this beast cage is broken one day, then it is definitely a catastrophic result, and the fighting power of this 200 thing is enough to make people feel frightened!

If one day these monsters escape to the wilderness, they will become a whole wilderness catastrophe, they are the ultimate mutant beasts, they have powerful potential and more powerful wisdom, then it is a nightmare for mankind!

Without any preparation, the cloudhawk suddenly heard a noise coming from the front passage.

Boom!

It was like the sound of flesh being hit by a wall, and from the cry of the victim's death, the victim was a mutant beast. That's weird. Who's gonna fight here?

The cloud eagle carefully moved over to observe, only to see the end of a slightly dark passage, an unusually strong figure, a hundred kilograms of mutant black leopard is being kicked onto the wall, an incredibly fierce force, instantly let this powerful leopard king a steel bone-like bone break.

What a terrible force!

The cloud hawk doesn't know how powerful the mutant black leopard is, but the leopard is definitely much stronger than the mouse in terms of species grade, and this guy can kick a black leopard to pieces of bone, which is absolutely terrible.

Mutant leopards are as soft as a swarm of cotton and cannot move on the ground.

At this time, the dark shadow couldn't wait to bow down. He opened his mouth and bit at the neck of the mutant beast. His mouth drank blood from the surge. The mutant beast was still struggling to die, but this struggle was only futile. Less than half a minute before and after, the blood of the mutant beast was almost consumed.

The shadow did not seem satisfied at all. He tore the body of the mutant beast directly, pulled fresh flesh out of it and sent it to his mouth. He ate quickly, like a thirsty dozen refugees.

This guy eats mutants alive?

Who the hell is this?

If you look at the size of a cloud eagle, this person is somewhat like a hyena. Is this guy a hyena? The hyena has dealt with the hyena several times. Despite its beastly power, the hyena usually looks like a very calm and self-sustaining person. I didn't expect such a bloody brutal side!

So the beast is the beast, no matter how hidden and disguised, he can't change the nature of the beast!

Even wearing a layer of human skin is useless!

The human monster suddenly stopped eating, as if he smelled something unusual, roaring from his mouth, and he stood up, his legs staring at him like an arrow.

Peekers are long gone.

Looking around, the human beast revealed a suspicious expression, he did not wear a top, the corner of his mouth still dripped blood, half of his body was stained with blood, his mouth full of sharp teeth made people chestnut, a pair of wild and inky green eyes, from the mouth sounded like a wolf non-wolf roar.

The cloud eagle left the dangerous laboratory and gradually emerged. He gasped heavily. The road consumed a lot of mental power. After all, he was too dangerous to escape without risking his life.

This is a big exploration!

Eighty-nine out of ten monsters who drink mutant beasts alive are hyenas. Only he can kick mutant beasts to pieces.

In the wilderness, eating raw meat to survive and drink blood is not a strange thing. This kind of thing was often done by clouds and eagles, but it is obviously different from each other's performance. Blackwater base does not lack food. It is only possible that he likes eating raw meat, and from the other's state and momentum, he is almost losing his mind to becoming a real thin one.

Something's wrong with this!

A cloud hawk doesn't want to sit around and die, he needs to do something.

Though the doctors did not specify, although the flowers on the other side did not reveal, but the clouds and eagles could basically guess what they wanted to do. Now there is an urgent need to find a breakthrough to make things clear so that they can understand all of this without a sound?

A dirty, pornographic face appeared in the mind of the cloud hawk. He took the keys out of his pocket, and the corners of his mouth smiled. This guy is the director of Roster's lab, he must know a lot of things, and he just had the chance, which is bad luck for him!