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Chapter 558

Words:2075Update:22/06/22 09:22:16

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"Click."

Lin Sheng gently turned the large knob on the door, and the metal cabin door slowly opened.

The door opened outwards, revealing the same grayish-black metal tunnel outside.

The walls of the tunnel also had gray veins that looked like blood vessels.

Lin Sheng walked out and looked around.

Both sides of the tunnel were straight and narrow metal tunnels. There were also forks on both sides of the tunnel that could lead to other places.

This was a place that extended in all directions.

"It seems like I'm inside a base? Or inside a spaceship? "Lin Sheng tried to release his perception to explore a certain range around him.

With his current strength, he could completely release his perception without any hindrance and perfectly grasp all the subtle movements within fifty meters.

Further away, it would decrease as he looked at the distance. And within these fifty meters, it was a range that he could absolutely grasp.

But to his disappointment, the air here was filled with some kind of inexplicable uneasiness and distorted fluctuations.

These fluctuations were extremely mysterious. They were like countless viruses and bacteria floating in the air, or more accurately, like spores.

Lin Sheng reached out his hand and lightly tapped the air in front of him.

Just then, an extremely fine transparent dot floated in the air.

As soon as this dot touched his finger that had released its protection, it immediately squirmed and released a large number of tiny white roots, trying to drill into the skin of Lin Sheng's finger.

"Just as I thought … this is a land of the dead that has long been destroyed …" Lin Sheng sensed for a while and clearly understood what this little dot was.

It was a parasitic microorganism with a very small size.

They seemed to be able to parasitize living beings. Looking at the roots that grew out of the secretion, they should be some kind of evil monster that survived by devouring flesh and blood.

"I can't release my perception too far, there are too many spores …" Lin Sheng frowned slightly. These spores were densely packed throughout the entire space. Just a few meters in front of him, he could already sense tens of millions of tiny spores.

They were like dust, quietly floating in the air. Once they encountered a living being, they would frantically fly over and grow their roots to attach themselves to the living being.

Lin Sheng slowly walked forward. He did not rashly clean up these spores. Instead, he only cleaned up the one on his finger and slowly moved forward.

No matter where he went, he couldn't act blindly without thinking. Instead, he had to scout out the situation first.

This was the experience he had gained after experiencing so many dreams.

After all, there were powerful beings like demigods in the Dream Realm. Not to mention a demigod, if he were to suddenly encounter a powerful divinity freak like Aisha the Sadist, he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat her easily.

The closer it got, the more Lin Sheng didn't dare to easily die in his dream.

When he was weak, he didn't feel much when he died. But now that he was in this realm, who knew what kind of negative effects he would have after dying in the dream world?

Therefore, he tried his best to avoid it.

Lin Sheng turned left along the passageway, heading in the direction of the sound of the zither.

After walking along the tunnel for about a hundred meters, a slightly larger circular exit appeared on the right.

Outside the exit was an empty metal hall filled with countless gray pipes.

The hall was surrounded by layers of glass culture jars that were five to six meters tall.

Through the petri dish, one could clearly see the grayish-black liquid rolling and flowing inside.

The hall was more than ten meters tall, and there were many black cables shuttling back and forth in the air.

The ceiling was a huge diamond-shaped complex pattern.

There was a little green light shining in the middle of the pattern, which was the only source of light here.

Lin Sheng retracted his gaze and looked down at his feet.

It was sticky under his feet, as if a lot of something like engine oil had been sprinkled on it.

He didn't pay much attention to it and continued to approach the sound of the zither.

He walked into the hall and turned a corner.

He saw from afar, in a position that looked like an indoor flower bed in the hall, sitting on the edge was a man with a faint blue light, holding a stringed instrument and playing softly.

The man's head was lowered, and his face couldn't be seen. But from the lines of his face, he didn't seem young.

His hair was white, and he was wearing a sci-fi close-fitting special suit like an astronaut. There were only two tones of white and gray.

But for some reason, Lin Sheng felt that he couldn't see the details of this man clearly.

His whole body was hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.

And his perception was also hindered by the countless spores in the air, unable to extend more than a few meters.

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng moved forward, wanting to get closer and try to make contact with this man.

But what he didn't expect was that just as he moved a few steps forward, the man's figure slowly began to fade and dissipate.

The sound of the zither also became smaller and lighter, until it was finally inaudible and completely disappeared.

Everything returned to normal.

"Huh? Disappeared? " Lin Sheng looked around and flicked his finger. Suddenly, a distorted wave shot out from his fingertip, suddenly crossing most of the distance and landing on the position where the man was before.

Crack crack …

Under the effect of Ward of Distortion, the metal area quickly cracked and bent, as if it was being twisted by a big hand.

Seeing that there was no problem, Lin Sheng was also relieved. He lifted his foot, and his whole body suddenly turned into a stream of light, instantly landing on the edge of the flower bed.

"There's no human aura here … That guy, could it be that he's not a living person? But a special existence similar to a soul body? "

Lin Sheng's perception searched for traces around him, but he didn't find anything left behind.

"There's no soul aura, probably not a soul body."

As he thought of this, he suddenly heard a faint sound of zither being played.

This time, the sound came from another place.

Without hesitation, Lin Sheng roughly understood the level of threat here. His figure flashed, and he quickly rushed towards the sound.

His speed was so fast that he was like a shadow in the hall, and in the blink of an eye, he was already at the other end of the hall.

He rushed into a passage where the sound came from.

Lin Sheng slowed down and concealed his aura. Soon. In front of a room at the end of the passage, a white-haired man was sitting on the ground, covered in blue light.

His head was still lowered, and he was focused on playing the zither in his hand. As if he didn't notice Lin Sheng's existence at all.

This time, Lin Sheng didn't have the slightest hesitation. After fusing with the [God's Speed] divinity, his speed had reached an astonishing level.

With just a thought, he crossed tens of meters in the blink of an eye, and suddenly closed the distance between him and the man.

But the faster he got closer, the faster the man disappeared.

Rather than saying he retreated or escaped, it was more like he was pressured by his approach and disappeared.

By the time Lin Sheng arrived at the door, the man had disappeared again, and the sound of the zither had also disappeared.

"Disappeared again?" Lin Sheng was surprised. If the first time was a coincidence, then it was still reasonable. But the second time, he had already used his fastest speed, but he still couldn't catch up to the man's disappearance.

This was obviously not a coincidence.

He looked up at the metal door in front of him.

There was a dried black corpse hanging on the door. The corpse was like a relief sculpture, and its back was embedded and connected to the door.

Its hands were open, and its face was full of pain. Both of its legs, from the knee down, had completely disappeared, as if it had been cut off.

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