Chapter 875: Redemption (12) _1
Translator: 549690339
Every thread in the biochemical poison mist was like a thread. Through various methods, they penetrated into the skin.
This poisonous fog was not a biochemical weapon that existed in the country.
There was almost no light in the White Tower, and the first floor had the most poisonous fog. Meng Fu’s breathing was so shallow that he could not breathe. All the sounds and light in front of him turned into pictures.
She made a prompt decision. She took out a golden needle and directly inserted it into an acupoint.
Her eyes regained some clarity. She kicked away the obstacle in her way and walked up directly.
Without changing his expression, he took out another golden needle and inserted it into his arm.
Upstairs.
The control panel was the place Guan shuxian was most familiar with. He had been there several times with Dean li, so he knew the equipment here the best.
As soon as he looked up, he saw the complex algorithms on the central supercomputer.
The poisonous fog on the fifth floor wasn’t very thick, but the blue fog in the control panel was so dense that Guan shuxian could almost rely on his instinct to find the three lines.
He pushed open the heavy control room door, climbed up the steps, and tore off the first control circuit.
Everything in front of him seemed to have turned into an illusion. Guan shuxian let out a breath. His face was red. He grabbed the edge of the device with both hands, and with a little force, his whole body was embedded in it.
The second thread was pulled off, and with a “bang,” sparks flew everywhere.
The mist was too thick, pressing down on his chest. Guan shuxian could feel his skin being torn apart inch by inch. His eyelids were heavy, and he could feel the calmness of facing death. The space seemed to have been shattered into countless pieces, and everything in front of him turned into nothingness.
His fingers curled up, and his skin had already burst from the biochemical fog. Blood flowed down his fingertips and fell to the ground.
Everything in Guan shuxian’s line of sight was broken into pieces. His eyes were unfocused, and the space in front of him was twisted into an arc.
Secretary Guan climbed up leisurely and touched the last Green Line. cough, cough
He coughed violently, and he could even hear the sound of his blood coming out of his throat. The second he touched the Green Line, he seemed to be dragged into an infinite illusion.
He seemed to be able to see the scene of Xia yihang pushing him into the abyss when he was also in a desperate situation.
No one believed him, because Xia yihang was a well-known gentleman.
Back then, Xia yihang was his most trusted partner, and they had worked together for 20 years.
In the end, the person he trusted the most had personally taught him not to trust anyone.
Other people appeared in the illusion.
Dean Li, who had supported him in his growth, told him that this was the spring of hope.
His business partner, whom he had only known for a few days, believed what he said, which seemed ridiculous to others.
In the end, she fixed her gaze on Meng Fu’s dark eyes. She did not have any expression and only asked him in an almost calm manner-
I need you to turn off the control. After I send them down, I’ll come up and take you out.
“Can 1?”
Meng Fu seemed to think that he would turn off the main control.
Her eyes were too bewitching. She said .
“After I send them down, I’ll come up and take you out.”
let’s hope so, ” Guan shuxian held onto the last thread, his mouth already filled with the taste of rust, and he almost laughed awkwardly, “”Putting your life in the hands of others is actually a very laughable thing.”
He pulled off the last thread, and sparks flew with a “pa” sound.
The countdown ended.
“Bang!”
Guan shuxian’s fingers lost strength and he was thrown to the ground. He could only see a little bit of light and the air pressure around him kept pressing on his chest.
When his health points reached a critical point, and he could no longer feel any pain, Guan shuxian crawled out of the control panel.
His fingers were on the floor tiles, and when his consciousness reached its limit, he saw a white shadow coming out of the passage.
The other party’s hands were already dyed red by the blood that was squeezed out.
When he was picked up, Guan shuxian could hear the blood gurgling in his throat. He seemed to want to laugh, but his expression was complicated. Meng Fu, you’re a strange person.
“Are you not afraid of death?”
She didn’t answer from beginning to end. Guan shuxian didn’t know if she didn’t want to answer, or if she didn’t have the extra energy to speak.
He could only feel his consciousness gradually blurring.
“Bang!”
The roadblock was kicked down again.
A large area of light shone in front of her dim eyes.
Yang zhaolin and Jin Zhiyuan, who had recovered a little, came to the first floor to help Meng Fu carry the books out.
Meng Xun had also recovered. She leaned against a sand dune outside the door, panting heavily. She looked at Meng Fu and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She said calmly, “”lf you didn’t come out, I would have gone up to find you..”
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