anovelconsole Chapter 3181 Lower Level
Chapter 3181 Lower Level
An hour later, all the martial artists who participated in the trial had fallen unconscious and were carried away by the researchers.
Fang Heng continued to attach himself to the experimental subjects undergoing the trial.
All the unconscious test subjects were lifted by staff and carried through a small room at the back of the laboratory, where they were placed in petri dishes.
Researchers began pouring nutrient solution and injecting special drugs into the petri dish according to the values displayed on the instrument.
It seems there's nothing to be found if we stay here any longer; we need to find a way to get out and explore.
Fang Heng observed from his soul form.
but……
Fang Heng surveyed his surroundings and quickly focused his attention on the two high-level martial artists at the entrance of the laboratory.
Very strong!
Both of them are at the level of top martial artists.
They should all have participated in the 'Heliom' experiment.
If someone leaves their side in their soul form, they will definitely be detected.
Have the opportunity!
The room door opened, and a researcher walked in from outside, heading towards the research petri dish where he was.
coming!
Fang Heng quickly left the soul-attached form and then swiftly attached himself to the researcher.
The researchers, possessed by Fang Heng's soul, suddenly felt a chill run down their spines for no apparent reason, and then felt as if they were carrying something on their backs. They subconsciously reached out and groped behind them.
Nothing?
The researchers frowned, thinking it was just an illusion, and continued walking forward to report the situation to the research group leader.
"how is the situation?"
The researchers submitted their data analysis report, stating, "Currently, all data are stable. This batch of experimental subjects was specifically selected and is much better than the previous batches. There have been no adverse reactions so far."
“Well, theoretically, the longer the first phase can be maintained, the better the subsequent modification effect will be.” The research team leader pondered, marked a few data points on the list, and continued, “Submit the report to the dean, apply for a higher dose of B-29, and prepare for delayed injection.”
"clear."
The researcher agreed and hurriedly headed towards the entrance with the report and paper application form.
The two high-level martial artists at the exit focused their gazes on the researcher, their eyes scrutinizing him.
They sensed something strange about the researcher's demeanor.
However, neither of them had ever been in contact with a spirit, so they were unable to see through Fang Heng's possessed state.
"What are you doing?"
The researcher frowned as his path was blocked by two martial artists. "Get out of the way."
The two martial artists were speechless for a moment.
They just felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the researchers.
But they couldn't pinpoint the specific problem.
"I sent you here to help protect the experiment, not to cause trouble. This document I have is very important. Can you take responsibility if it delays the experiment?"
Seeing that the two martial artists were still hesitant to move aside, the researcher became angry, shouted loudly, pushed past their obstruction, and walked in front of them.
The two martial artists looked at each other.
Is it an illusion?
Or did he come into contact with some strange fluctuations somewhere before?
The researcher was unaware that he had been possessed by Fang Heng's soul. He reported the situation to the director of the research institute and then went to the lower-level secure warehouse of the institute to collect the medicine.
"It seems we've already penetrated deep into the research institute's area."
Fang Heng thought to himself.
What is it?
Since entering the third floor below the research institute, he had felt a powerful pressure that directly affected his soul, greatly impacting his soul form.
As the research institute continued to descend deeper, the oppressive aura grew stronger and stronger.
Until the elevator reached the tenth basement level.
The oppressive aura was becoming increasingly apparent, forcing Fang Heng to release his own power to resist it. However, this meant he could not completely conceal his presence and was easily exposed.
The researchers did not feel any pressure and, as usual, walked along the passage ahead after leaving the elevator.
Fang Heng frowned.
not good.
At the end of the passage ahead stood two powerful high-level martial artists. They had already sensed that something was wrong with the researcher and became vigilant from afar, keeping a close eye on him.
No, the fluctuations in my aura can no longer be concealed; if this continues, I will definitely be discovered.
This operation is an infiltration mission, so it's inconvenient to reveal our identities. If we accidentally mess up the deal between the evil clan and the kin, and ruin the blood of the gods that we're about to obtain, that would be a huge loss.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Heng temporarily detached himself from the researchers, keeping his soul form suspended in the center of the passage.
The two martial artists stared intently at Fang Heng's location, feeling a sense of unease.
Even though they couldn't see anything, they had a vague sense that something was over there.
The two men became alert, prepared for battle, and watched as the researcher approached them step by step.
Fang Heng stood quietly in place, deep in thought.
This powerful pressure comes from the lower level, which means that there are powerful members of the clan guarding the lower area?
After several attempts, it was found that even in a spirit form, it became very difficult to penetrate the wall under the influence of the pressure.
No!
Now that we're here, we can't just not go in and take a look!
No matter what, we have to go down and take a look!
Having taken the elevator all the way down to the tenth underground floor, he roughly judged that the underground structure of the entire area should be similar, and the next floor below should also be a passageway.
Who cares! Let's give it a try!
The two martial artists at the end of the corridor had already sensed a leak of power.
The two of them stared intently at the location of Fang Heng's soul.
Although they couldn't see clearly, they sensed something there, and the feeling grew stronger and stronger.
The researchers were unaware of what was happening and only felt that they were being targeted.
Along the way, the martial arts guards he encountered all had sour faces and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, as if he were a criminal, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
Just as they were walking forward, they suddenly heard a martial artist standing in the corridor shout, "Who's there!"
what?
The researcher was startled by the shout and instinctively stopped in his tracks, turning around abruptly to look behind him.
Who?
Is nobody here?
The corridor was deserted, not a single person in sight.
Get sick!
The researcher turned around and glared at the martial artist. "What are you yelling about? Where did you come from?"
The two martial artists frowned, ignored the question, and continued to stare intently at the corridor behind the researcher.
They were certain something was there, and it was emitting a considerable fluctuation, but in the blink of an eye, before they could examine it closely, the power had completely vanished. (End of Chapter)