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Chapter 1767

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It was different from the previous high-tech building structure.

The passageway Han Dong was in was made of ancient stones that were engraved with runes of laws.

The patterns on the surface of the stone were connected and the corners were inlaid with metal particles for regulation, forming a highly restrictive closed structure.

Even Han Dong, who was originally unaffected in the deeper zone, felt a sense of restriction.

Since the restriction here was further strengthened, it basically meant that the area Han Dong was about to reach was the true appearance of the deeper zone. B.B.C.'s core containment area.

Similarly, the metal bracelet was also blocked.

However, the red light shining in front of the shield was extremely dazzling, indicating that the area Han Dong was in was regarded as an "absolute forbidden zone" by Director Charles.

"It seems that the area I'm going to reach next is no longer the previous' office area 'but the real containment area.

Moreover, it should be a relatively special containment area. After all, I took the first route. "

Han Dong still maintained a 'weak' state.

Since the restrictions here were greater, his image also needed to conform.

Rustle, rustle, rustle ~ He condensed a supporting staff with black sand and slowly moved through the passage.

After a while.

Han Dong walked out of the passage and came to a relatively bright and large central round hall.

The reason why it was called the "central"

Was because there were a total of 21 doors here.

At the same time, there were eye-catching numbers engraved on the porch … Currently, there was only a number and no other information.

"Could these doors correspond to 'containment rooms'? No … It's not that simple."

Han Dong recalled that when he was in the deep room, there were a large number of 'containment rooms' floating in the air.

And according to the information Han Dong saw along the way, the number of [Original Versions] alone reached thousands. If the derivatives and the out-of-control bodies cultivated by the Control Headquarters were included, the number must be in the tens of thousands or even more.

"The number 21 is too small. Does it correspond to 21 management areas?

That's not right … The materials used here are extremely expensive and different from other areas in the deeper zone. There will be no more derivative zones.

This is probably a special, important area in the deeper zone that can only be reached by the first route.

Very few … Could it be! "

Han Dong recalled an important piece of information he had read before.

In the classification of Uncontrollables, there was an extremely rare group called Incomprehensible, which accounted for less than 1% of Uncontrollables.

To a certain extent, this kind of existence was beyond the B.B.C.'s containment methods. Special containment areas needed to be built to contain and manage them according to their characteristics.

These existences were definitely powerful, and each of them was probably at the King level.

"The possibility is very high … The area I'm currently in is the special visitation area of Route 1 — the reception area for the Incomprehensible."

Theory should have been nervous when making this inference.

However, Han Dong could not suppress the 'excitement' in his body. His disguise was almost broken by the crazy laughter, and he laughed in excitement at the center of the round hall.

Cough, cough, cough!

He suppressed his laughter with a few heavy coughs.

At this moment.

A frosted letter floated down from nowhere and landed precisely in front of Han Dong.

Printed on the back of the envelope was an inverted pyramid, and below it was a string of tiny words - "Commission."

"Commission … I remember that this term was mentioned many times in the information I reviewed before.

It seems to be a centralized department established by the B.B.C. to be in charge of special management work. It has the authority equivalent to the director on certain matters and can make certain decisions on behalf of the director.

There is only one explanation for an exclusive letter to appear here.

The 'Commission' has been corrupted, and even all the commissioners have been replaced by Uncontrollables.

Let's take a look at the contents of the letter first. "

"Dear Visitor,

I'm glad that you can follow the rules and visit Route 1 normally to come here. I believe that combined with the information you've collected along the way, you can probably guess what this place is.

Next, you need to make an important choice. Choose one of the doors and go deep inside.

You only have one chance.

This decision will affect and even change your future. Please choose carefully. "

Han Dong put the letter into his pocket, put his hands on his face, and thought seriously.

"I assume that this is the special containment area for the Incomprehensible.

Then, assuming that the Commission has been controlled by the Uncontrollables … Then, the choice I make next means that I will encounter one of the Incomprehensible Commissioners.

If the above assumption is true …

The other party's goal is obvious. Because I showed 'extremely high uncontrollable thoughts' during the Q&A session in the deep room, they should want to recruit me.

As for the method of recruitment, it depends on my choice whether it is forced or not. "

Han Dong leaned on his crutches and walked slowly along the edge of the hall, in front of each door.

The special materials that made up the door body and the environment could almost completely seal the internal breath, but some subtle 'information' could still be vaguely captured.

Birds could be vaguely heard in front of Door 1.

A slight smell of feet could be smelled in front of Door 2.

There was the intermittent sound of fingernails being cut in front of Door 3.

There was a sweet smell on the surface of Door 4.



Along the way, in front of each door, he could capture the corresponding 'information' through the most basic senses.

Only door 19 stayed for a long time.

Because Han Dong heard a burst of sound similar to paper flipping from the inside, or the sound of a book being flipped.

"I'll choose this one."

When Han Dong pushed open Door 19, all the other doors disappeared and turned into an airtight stone wall. As the letter said, the choice had been made, and there was only one chance.

Whoosh … whoosh … whoosh

The regular sound of book flipping came clearly from the depths.

As he moved along the dark passage, it was as if he was moving forward in the deep space of the universe.

In the open space at the end of the passage, there was a 10m × 10m × 10m transparent storage room.

The interior was set up as a [Private Library].

A thin and long body with arms and feet that were longer than ordinary people, and the fingertips were like synapses, was sitting at a desk reading a book … Han Dong did not observe the structure of the other party's eyes for the time being. It seemed to be reading by touching the book with its fingers.

When the pages of the book flipped again.

The uncontrollable body and the book it was reading all disappeared. Han Dong's current vision could not capture it at all.

Click!

The next second.

The bracelet on Han Dong's left wrist had been removed.

The thin and long body that looked like an alien was holding the book it had just read in one hand, and the other hand was touching, observing, and analyzing the bracelet.

An ethereal voice came from its fingertips.

"This is Director Charles' creation, right? I was once trapped by a ring of similar material. I didn't expect it to be made into such a smart device … As expected of the director.

Can this thing recognize and read my information? "

Han Dong did not dare to move at all. He just stood there.

The other party stretched out its fingers with synapses and gently touched the wall. The restrictions of the current area were immediately weakened.

The shielded bracelet was also immediately restored.

It released a red light to the maximum extent and projected a huge [Forbidden] font in the air.

[Warning! High-risk containment detected – [Mr. Teacher (Teacher)]]

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