The stickiness of the inner layer of the fish skin increased rapidly. At first, it only stuck to the flesh and blood of the wound. But soon, the inner layer of the fish skin, which was derived from the living tissues of the mutants, had a strong reaction with his body. The two fused further until it was difficult for them to interact.
Old Kang seemed to have heard some kind of high-frequency roar that was full of bloody and violent emotions. Soon, he was also influenced by this emotion. In a trance, the distance between them was blurred. He almost thought that the high-frequency roar came from his mouth.
After he got the Fish Skin equipment, there was a simple instruction manual that stated, "The current situation is that the aberrant features preserved in the Fish Skin have infiltrated into Old Kang's body tissues with a special technique and formed a temporary aberrant reaction. It's like injecting a wave of adrenaline into Old Kang's body and activating new strength."
This strength was not for nothing. It was accompanied by a strong rejection reaction, but it was enough to support him through the rest of the journey, if nothing unexpected happened.
"Those people in the wilderness really know how to play tricks …"
Blood continued to gush out of his mouth, but Old Kang felt that his condition was a little better. At least he could use the superiority of a "city man" to ridicule those who he had never met before.
Of course, he was still thinking about the key parameters on the life-support system interface.
Old Kang had never been to Claw Island before. In fact, among the four members of the "liaison group" who crossed the ocean to Ban City, the one who had been to Claw Island had already been killed by the military.
He could only stumble and fumble forward according to the route and way of passage stored in the chip. He entered the drainage system of the forward base of Claw Island from the periphery of the lake, which meant that he had reached the entrance of the secret passage.
The drainage system, which had been idle for many years, had become a gathering area for the rich aquatic species of Beishan Lake. To be more precise, it was the "hunting ground" of a certain group of mutant fish. This was originally one of the cover of the secret passage. People who were familiar with the situation could use other methods to pass through, but Old Kang didn't have this concept.
The aquatic species in the drainage system smelled the abnormal smell of blood. Some fled in all directions, and some swarmed forward. Old Kang was not afraid. He twisted his body, which was indistinguishable from a human body and a fish body, slapped and bit, and forced his way out.
The battle seemed to have injected new strength into him.
After forcing his way forward for hundreds of meters, he saw a thick metal gate behind the muddy water in front of him.
The purpose of the gate was to prevent the large mutants from invading the forward base on Claw Island. Old Kang's destination was not the forward base, but the "side passage" near the metal gate.
This was installed by the Church members of Ban City after the base was abandoned. It could use the base's small drainage system to connect to the large drainage system at the bottom of Beishan Lake, which had already flooded the city. It was a complex and secretive safety zone. Even ability users needed special diving equipment to stay there for long periods of time.
Equipped with the "fish skin", Old Kang could almost achieve half of his goal as long as he entered the tunnel.
"Not moving".
Amidst the surging mud, broken bones, and flesh at the bottom of the water, a muffled shockwave spread. Old Kang hit the entrance of the passageway. Nothing changed except that the water was more turbid.
His authorization chip controlled the fish skin to transmit the signal. It had already connected with the gate of the pathway, but there was no further response. Even though Old Kang had knocked away all the mud and shells wrapped around it, it remained motionless, coldly lying in front of him.
The electronic lock had failed. There seemed to be a spare mechanical lock, but the one who was familiar with this place was already dead.
"Sh * t, sh * t, sh * t!"
Right now, the little bit of energy and consciousness that Old Kang had left was truly not enough to solve such a complicated problem. After continuous setbacks, and also under the continuous attacks of the surrounding aquatic species, the toxicity and rejection reaction of the mutated trait finally took effect. The muddle-headed instincts of a wild beast quickly suppressed the remnants of his consciousness.
He cursed loudly, but it soon turned into inarticulate hissing.
He was still fighting the school of mutated fish, occasionally releasing high-frequency sound waves. The "fish skin" had already deeply fused with him. At this moment, Old Kang was like a big fish that had swallowed poisonous bait, struggling at the bottom of the water.
His consciousness became more and more hazy. In the end, there was only one thought left.
Dig forward. Dig forward. No matter what, dig forward!
He gradually stopped paying attention to the fish that were attacking and biting him. Again and again, he hit the entrance of the tunnel and the metal gate. In the muddy water, he kicked up mud after mud. He did not know fatigue or pain. He just wanted to dig through the obstacles in front of him.
After an unknown number of collisions, he exerted force once more, but the front was suddenly empty. Not only that, but the tunnel opened underwater and sucked him in. It sucked him into the water and flung him behind the metal gate.
He passed!
His hazy consciousness suddenly shook, but he was a bit dazed. He seemed to hear a sigh that resembled a human's.
Was it a misconception?
He quickly tossed it to the back of his mind. Even though he was a bit more clear-headed, he still let his habitual pure emotions take over.
Dig, dig!
His life as a miner wasn't an experience worth reminiscing about, but he was able to survive. This was an achievement worth being proud of.
He had to survive before completing the mission!
Just like this, Old Kang entered the deeper layers of the waterway. He entered the ink-stained pitch-black domain.
"How dazzling," said Luo Nan, who had just returned to the dock.
"Mister?" Yin Le turned her head. She couldn't see any dazzling light source in the pitch-black night. Even the lights on the yacht were quite reserved. Of course, Luo Nan had always been like this. God knows what sort of wonderful scenery he saw that ordinary people couldn't imagine.
Luo Nan didn't explain, nor did he get on the boat. He just opened up a virtual work area on the dock. He opened up a topographic map of Ban City and its surrounding areas. His fingertips started from the location of Claw Island. He followed a special route and extended all the way to a certain point northwest of Beishan Lake. He asked Yin Le and Snake Tongue:
"Where is this?"
Yin Le recognized it with a glance: "Mister, this is the fair trade market where the Daze Society's processing plant is located. It's also the location of the Ban City Vagrant Exchange."
"Then what about this place?"
"...... Huh?" Yin Le was stumped.
"What's wrong?"
Yin Le couldn't help being astonished: "This is the Daze Society's processing plant! Did something happen here? "
Luo Nan raised his eyebrows and drew a circle around the surrounding area: "It shouldn't be a problem to get here in two hours, right?"
"Right now?"
Yin Le subconsciously looked at her wristwatch. It was currently 8: 22 in the evening in Ban City. It would be almost midnight by the time they arrived at the fair trade market.
She was puzzled, but she still quickly guaranteed: "There's no problem … … Do we need to contact the Daze Society to go to the processing plant?"
Luo Nan finally considered the problem of the sky: "Isn't it a bit late?"
"The nightlife of the people of Ban City is quite rich. It's very normal to socialize until midnight, or to start socializing in the middle of the night. Plus, the current situation is special. Ao Ping Rongsan shouldn't refuse. "
Yin Le brought out the level of a secretary and quickly found a reasonable reason for her boss. As for how unreasonable the reason was, she wouldn't even consider it.
As for offending Ao Ping Rongsan and the Daze Society … …
This was completely meaningless.
Luo Nan thought for a bit: "Let's go take a look at the processing plant. Take a look at the equipment and the technical workers. "
Yin Le first responded yes, then she reminded him: "Mister is going to make an appearance. It's best to take care of your image."
"It's fine as long as it's passable. If it really isn't possible, then we can borrow Snake Tongue's Yarn of Invisibility."
Snake Tongue slightly bowed to the side. This could be considered a response.
Yin Le responded again and let Snake Tongue push Luo Nan onto the yacht. She immediately contacted Ao Ping Rongsan to discuss the itinerary.
Under the curtain of night, Old Hand hurriedly walked out of the assembly workshop. His head was lowered, and his already stooped body shrunk even more. His footsteps were hurried, and he was like an old monkey that had strayed from its flock. He was very impatient.
He subconsciously tucked his right hand into his sleeve. The warning signal that came from afar seemed to form a high temperature like soldering iron. It made his wrist faintly ache.
This kind of warning signal represented that someone had passed through the sluice gate under Claw Island and entered the secret waterway. The sensors installed in the waterway were also continuously positioning themselves and giving warnings.
It could be seen from the warning signal that the fish skin was indeed made by him. However, the damage was severe, and the person who came didn't strictly follow the operating procedures … …
All of this made Old Hand very uneasy.
"Master Shou, Master Shou, the special agent is calling you." His apprentice rushed out from the workshop behind him and shouted.
"Say I'm busy."
"But … …"
"Where are you going?" A majestic figure wrapped in a suit blocked in front of him. Okira Rongsan happened to come to this side of the workshop and blocked the person.
Old Hand's eyelids twitched. "Aiyo, special agent, hello."
Okira Rongsan didn't want to lower himself to his level. He simply said, "The bidder is here to inspect the situation. I need you and I to receive them together. They will arrive in two hours. "
Old Hand blurted out, "Which idiot is coming at this time?"
Okira Rongsan glanced at him coldly.
For most people, this scar-faced man who used to be the "charge leader" had a ghost-like murderous aura. However …
Old Hand stared back without showing any weakness.
An ugly face could be used as capital? He had seen mutant beasts that were ten times uglier and a hundred times stronger in the wilderness. Didn't they all survive?
In this factory, Old Hand really wasn't afraid of anyone. He had skills, apprentices, and savings. At the very least, he was seventy-five years old. For the old man in the wilderness who was suffering from old injuries, it was enough.
Could this bunch of Japanese eat him?
In the end, Okira Rongsan didn't do anything to him. He patiently explained, "This customer is the most likely partner of the employee stock ownership plan you proposed. The other party needs to understand the factory's equipment, personnel, and technical situation. As the workshop supervisor, you are the most suitable person to receive them. "
Holding shares was to let a group of old brothers and little kids have a foundation to settle down. However, now that danger had suddenly arisen, he didn't have the mood to socialize.
Old Hand stiffened his old face and replied stiffly, "My stomach hurts. I want to shit."
"The labor protection department has gastrointestinal medicine. You have twenty minutes to solve it."
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