Chapter One Hundred and Eighty No

Song Qingxiao was not the only one at this moment, even the heartbeat of No. 7 was beating like a drum.

The speed of No. 3 has slowed down obviously, the smell in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and No. 7 should be more sensitive to this.

She turned her head, there were light strips on every step of the stairs, combined with the dazzling lights behind her and the light in the distance, illuminating the place like a dream.

"Still in?"

The length of the tunnel is not clear, and there is no danger in front of it, the diffuse smell and the seemingly non-damp sensation make No.7 who is eager to complete the task hesitate.

Song Qing turned her head to look at her, wondering if it was her own illusion, she always felt that No.7's face was darker than before.

From the cliff to the present, she has maintained the animal shape, and the skin under the body hair seems to have grown small scales, which are evenly arranged and slightly darker in color.

This also made her face a little stiff, and her lips moved when she spoke, like a closed fish.

A hint of thought flashed through Song Qing's little mind, and he instinctively remembered the palm of No.7's hand that was scratched by the strange fish, and couldn't help feeling the creeps.

She was infected by a mutant creature, and she was afraid that she couldn't hide it. She was worried about being seen by others as her weaknesses, so she maintained her animalized form.

But from the time of the injury until the morning, her changes were not so obvious, but after the animal form, the speed of genetic changes increased.

Does this mean that the use of the seventh power has accelerated this viral infection, causing her to show more and more beastly mutations?

She always felt like she was about to touch a key thing at this moment, but she hadn't had time to look at the face of No. 7 and confirm her inner guess. No. 7 had already turned her head away and avoided her. Sight.

"Go in."

Young General Song Qing's doubts were forcibly endured, and No.3 was still walking forward, and had already descended to the bottom of the stairs, and was about to appear in front of the entrance to the tunnel.

Since she didn't stop, at least it proved that within the line of sight of No. 3, there was no danger.

After saying this, she squeezed the dagger tightly, and then slowly went down.

No.7 gritted his teeth, squinted, and finally followed Song Qingxiao's footsteps.

The lower the stairs and the closer to the front end of the tunnel, the more pronounced the ‘boom, boom, boom’ impact sound.

The sound came out of the tunnel. It was transmitted through a long sealed channel, and the sound was amplified a lot, unknown and dangerous.

The breath of No.3 stopped at the entrance of the cave, and did not rush in. Song Qingxiao and No.7 went down the last step, stood two or three meters away from her, and then stopped.

After a closer look, the passage is about three meters high and six meters wide. The top of the head is in a circular arc shape, and the light strips on both sides of the underground meandering out, with no end in sight.

The two sides of the passage are inlaid with black marble, which seems to be covered with a layer of fine water droplets, which reflects a crystal clear luster under the light.

There is a rectangle on the right side of the passage, which seems to have written words, but it is not clear.

Both sides of the tunnel are sealed, and if you want to move forward, obviously this is the only way out.

"Look at that." No.7 stretched out his left hand, pointed at the rectangular sign at the upper right of the tunnel, and Song Qingxiao walked in the direction of the sign.

After she moved, No.7 also followed.

The brand is made of some metal. It’s inlaid in marble. It has been rusted. There should be imprint marks on it. But as time goes by, the ground is so humid. The writing on those brands varies. The sign was rusty and looked vague, but it was vaguely visible that it looked like a few English letters.

"F..." No.7 took a closer look, and after scratching his hand for a long time, he reluctantly said: "It's still T..."

As soon as her voice sounded, she seemed to be sucked in by the long invisible end of the tunnel, and the impact of'dongdong' inside became more urgent, accompanied by a faint echo: "It's F... …Or T? F…or T? T…T…T…"

This kind of echo is different from the previous laboratory. Seventh obviously was taken aback, and immediately stopped speaking before finishing her words.

Song Qingxiao stood in front of the sign, which was just as high as her shoulders. It was not lightly rusted, and the letters on it had almost fallen off.

After the first letter, there was a small gap in the middle, and only the last two letters were left to be seen clearly.

The last letter is ‘S’, and the penultimate letter is ‘a’ or ‘d’.

But calculating from the position of the vacancy in the middle, the word of this brand is about seven letters. She racked her brains for a long time, and No.7 was also thinking about it.

The existence of Cipai may provide great information to several people.

It's a pity that because the brand has been rusted so badly, the words on it can't be seen clearly. Even if Song Qingxiao infers that this is just seven letters, there are too many similarities, and there is no clue for a while.

No. 7 couldn't think of it, so she couldn't help but urged her:

"Did you think about it?"

Song Qingxiao ignored her, but the number three, who was locked in her consciousness, relied on her own abilities, and did not take the two people's concerns to heart, and was ready to enter the passage.

After she moved, Song Qingxiao hesitated for a moment and followed.

No.7 was still a little unwilling, but she rolled her eyes and she didn't know what she thought of. She made a few gestures in the air and made a vaguely ‘3’.

At this point, No. 7 also thought of No. 3's special ability, and gave birth to the heart of wanting to cooperate with No. 3.

But her performance was destined to be a waste of effort, and Song Qing sneered when she caught her small movements from the corner of her eyes.

Several people entered the passage one after another. The outside was very quiet, but it was incomparable with the passage.

Compared with the laboratory outside, the long and narrow passage here is a bit depressing. The winding passage seems to be arc-shaped, and there is no end in sight after walking in.

There is no little wind inside, and the narrow space is equivalent to a loudspeaker, which amplifies the faint breathing sound and makes it more exciting.

Except for the floor tiles under the ground, the surroundings are all padded with black marble, which seems to be a demon with a wide open mouth, which is even more fragile.

The impact of ‘doom...doom...’ still came down, making the three testers in the passage unclear for a while whether these noises were the transmission of echoes.

The more you walk in, the more careful Song Qingxiao's footsteps become.

At this point, she felt a numb back, and she bit her scalp and walked forward.

Within a short distance of two to thirty meters, she seemed to have walked for eight or nine minutes.

She looked left and right, counting with her mind, not only worried about the situation ahead, but also thinking about the words on the previous sign. At this time, she did not hesitate to use her mental power and let go of it all~lightnovelpub.net~The eyeliner of No. 3 is still there. In the lead, but the pace has slowed down, Song Qingxiao's eyes fell to the left, and his eyes widened uncontrollably.

After entering the passage two to thirty meters, the walls on both sides suddenly changed, from the originally inlaid black marble to glass, but after the glass, it was still pitch black.

That kind of black is different from the black of black marble, it's richer and deeper, as if you can't see it at the first glance.

What is the point of making such a change in the laboratory? A doubt arose in her heart, and she felt that something had broken into the range of her mental power.

It seemed that a drop of water fell on the surface of the lake, making a little ripple, no sound was heard, but the stimulation to her was beyond doubt.

Song Qingxiao's face changed drastically, and as far as his eyes could be, there was no trace of a mutant creature.

But where does this breath of living come from?

The breath came extremely quickly, and soon he rushed closer and closer, as if only three or four meters away from her.

Her throat was dry, her hands and feet were cold with horror, and her legs were stiff. The direction of her mental fluctuations was from the left, which was the direction of No.7. Song Qing pressed her lips tightly and turned her head, but No.7's side was A glass wall is tightly connected, so how can there be anything?

No. 7 was already mentally tense, and even a little movement could attract her attention.

She turned her head to look at Song Qingxiao. Perhaps the amazement on Song Qingxiao’s face was hard to conceal, making the number seven feel a little flustered for no reason. She didn’t have time to ask Song Qingxiao what happened with her mouth. There was a crashing sound from the direction behind him.

"I……"

At this moment, No. 7 almost frightened her to pee. Her body trembled heavily, her long tail stood up instinctively, and her face was a little distorted in fear:

"not me……"