This piece of paper is slightly yellowed and has burrs. The drawing on it is the image of Shen Feng at this time!

Wearing a mask and a white coat, the face after the nanomachine cluster fitting and transformation is extremely wide, the chin is square, and the original melon seed face has become a national character face.

Only a pair of eyes were exposed, deep and cold.

After experiencing the incident of discovering his own portrait several times before, Shen Feng was already a little surprised at this time.

However, the fog in it has never lessened.

In order to find out why the Purification Society found his trace, Shen Feng even dug out Falconer's eyeballs and wanted to conduct research.

In the end it was nothing.

It is nonsense in itself that someone will have the image they saw at the last moment before death in their eyes after death.

The retina itself is not responsible for storing information. The retina is like the photoreceptor of a camera, only responsible for transmitting information. Only the brain is used to store images.

Moreover, after death, all organs have autolysis. About 6 hours after death, the conjunctiva and lens are autolyzed into a cloudy white, and nothing can be left.

However, the strange mutation of Ivanovich's pineal gland just now reminded Shen Feng.

Maybe the answer is in the other person's brain!

I didn't expect this before, otherwise, if I directly dissected Falconer's brain at that time, there should be more clues.

Taking another look at the sketch in his hand, Shen Feng put away the paper, then sat down on the sofa beside him, and controlled the gray tide to change the layout of the entire room. He looked calm and waited quietly for Ivan. Norwich's wake up.

Now that he has a living mouth in his hand, and he has performed brain surgery on the other party, everything is much simpler...

In the room, pieces of nano-machine clusters gradually combined into a gray tide that spread throughout the room, swallowing up all the furniture inside, including the floor.

Soon, everything around was covered with gray tide, doors and windows were blocked, and the whole room became a metal box composed of gray tide.

The surface of this metal box is extremely smooth, like a mirror.

The nanomechanical cluster emits a shimmer of light, allowing visible light in the metal box that does not leave a single gap.

At this time, including the instrument table and various medical instruments, all of them have been swallowed up by the gray tide, and only the solitary operating table was erected, and Ivanovich, who was fixed on the operating table, and the clothes on his head were left. Glass jar full of culture medium.

Shen Feng sat on the sofa and closed his eyes, holding a ballpoint pen from the hotel in his hand, pressing the cap on it rhythmically.

One hour is not too long, not too short, and soon Jingwei has completed the search for portraits in the global database, and said to Shen Feng:

"After the investigation, there are people with similar faces to that person... There are many! Hundreds of millions! Remember the average portrait I made before? This face is probably also an average human appearance... It's It's too vague."

Shen Feng nodded to show his understanding.

He himself did not expect to find out anything with this vague portrait, and everything still had to fall on Ivanovich in front of him.

At this time, Ivanovich's skull had healed for the most part under the nourishment of the culture medium, and the wound on the scalp could not even be seen clearly.

This medium for growing biological tissues is simply miraculous.

Shen Feng nodded towards Jingwei and said, "Let's start."

As soon as the words fell, Jingwei stepped forward and injected Ivanovich with a wake-up potion, and then his whole body disintegrated and also merged into the gray tide.

Immediately afterwards, the light on the surrounding walls disappeared instantly.

The entire metal cage was pitch black, and no light penetrated from the outside.

This is true darkness.

"Well..." Ivanovich woke up slowly, opened his eyes slowly, but found that he couldn't see anything.

As if his eyes were blind.

Not only that, there was not even a trace of sound, as if he was in the quiet outer space of Wan Lai.

where is this place?

He couldn't help but panic in his heart, and he tentatively shouted:

"Hello? Anyone?"

Still no response at all.

At this time, he only felt dizzy, as if he had just woken up from a hangover.

Suddenly, Ivanovich remembered the scene before he passed out.

Antichrist!

He just saw the Antichrist!

He is still in the hands of the Antichrist!

Just what the **** is this place! ?

"Antichrist?" Ivanovich panicked and asked loudly, "Where am I? Who is it? Is there anyone?"

At this moment, a low sobbing and gloomy laughter suddenly came from the surrounding darkness, which seemed to be accompanied by the sound of gnawing bones and eating meat.

Sounds creepy.

Ivanovich couldn't see anything around him at all, he only felt goosebumps all over his body, and asked again: "Who is it? Who is it!? Come out!"

Only then the surrounding voices changed again, turning into weird laughter:

"Hee hee... your meat... so fragrant..."

A shrill scream followed.

Then came new weird laughter and screams, as well as the sounds of eating and tearing flesh, more and more, more and more weird, all superimposed together, accompanied by running sounds, explosions, and shrill screams , all mixed together.

The shouts inside have the languages ​​of all countries in the world, but they are all the same crazy, depressing, and mournful, as if they came from hell.

"Stone! I'm stone! God! My skin...my skin!"

"Nuclear bombs, they fired the **** nukes! Oh my God, people are burning to ashes! I don't want to die, ah I don't want to die!"

"This world is over, only the gray tide is left, and everyone has been devoured by ashes... Sister... My sister has turned into a metal statue..."

"Mom, woohoo, mom, talk to me...you...how did you turn into a stone..."

"It's a nuclear flash, lie down now! We'll probably be burned to death, pray, hope the shock wave has weakened by the time it gets here..."

"Don't eat me, don't eat me! Ah"

All kinds of screams and desperate cries sounded together, and the sound continued to grow louder and louder, and got into Ivanovich's ears.

In this absolute darkness, these voices sounded exceptionally clear.

As a high-level executive of the Purification Society, he understands that these voices should all come from some cataclysm, or from the apocalypse!

The sound made him feel nauseous, and his mind was even more confused, and he couldn't help shouting wildly: "Who is it!? Stop! Damn it, come out and meet me!"

At this moment, the surrounding light suddenly lit up, and Ivanovich narrowed his eyes due to the strong light.

Only then did he find that he was in a closed room surrounded by smooth mirrors, and in front of him there was only a sofa.

The Antichrist sits there.

Shen Feng looked at Ivanovic expressionlessly, and instead of rushing to speak, he snapped his fingers.

On the surrounding smooth mirror surface composed of nano-machine clusters, an image immediately appeared. It was a stone statue of a mutilated human being with despair on its face.

Immediately afterwards, the image changed again, this time it was the human body burned by the nuclear bomb explosion.

Then there was another change, this time it was a human corpse that was half-devoured by ashes, strange and twisted.

The image that fills the room keeps changing:

The living being torn apart by the same kind, the human body highly deformed by nuclear radiation, the human being torn off the skin by themselves in the process of petrification...and so on and so on.

The noisy and mournful background sound never stops, and the misery in it is enough to become the background music of hell.

Ivanovich wanted to close his eyes, but found that two brackets appeared in front of his eyes, pressing his upper and lower eyelids firmly, unable to close them at all.

He could only open his sour eyes wide, looking at the tragic pictures in front of him, listening to the wailing and screaming of despair!

Later, the patterns around ~lightnovelpub.net~ became faster and faster, everything made him feel that he was the person in the picture, and that tragic scene happened to him, as if he had been delayed over and over again.

The man sitting on the sofa in front of him was pressing the ballpoint pen in his hand unhurriedly. The voice was small, but it was so clear in the midst of the noisy voice that Ivanovich had a feeling of going crazy at any time. a feeling of!

His spirit seems to be draining rapidly, and the whole person is on the verge of collapse!

And yet he was bound so tightly that he couldn't move at all!

A feeling of rage and collapse grew in his heart, grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to be completely swallowed up!

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop pressing that **** pen! Turn off, turn off these screens! Please! Please! Quiet, quiet for me! Woohoo, please!"

Shen Feng stared at the person in front of him who had completely collapsed, continued the movements in his hands, and asked in an emotionless voice:

"Who are you? Where is C'thul? The purpose of the Purification Society? The Whisperer... Who?"