One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

The zombies outside bumped into each other for a while, and gradually the sound became weaker.

"I'm going, how did these zombies get off the elevator?"

Zhou Shunhua sat on the ground, raising his hand to wipe off the cold sweat on his face.

This problem made the atmosphere in the control room even worse.

No one can answer this question.

Even if the elevator is broken and you open it by yourself, the zombies won't be crowded in so many people.

There was something weird about the whole thing.

Jiang Xunchu was in front of the console, quickly switching between the monitors he could see.

"There is an elevator here." Jiang Xunchu quickly found a clue, "It should be possible to leave this floor."

"But we have a very important question now." Ling Qiong was not nervous at all, sitting on the chair and circling.

Several people looked at her, and she pointed at the door with her plain hand, "How do we get out."

Although the zombie didn't hit the door, it didn't leave either. It was still outside.

"..."

Jiang Xunchu continued to switch monitors, thinking about how to lure away the zombies in the corridor.

"What are they doing?" Mu Chen pointed to a screen on the left.

On the screen, the zombies are surrounding a door, hitting the door with their bodies, looking like they want to knock the door open.

That door is exactly the room of the giant meteorite just now...

Jiang Xunchu touched the location of his wound, still feeling a little stinging.

He seemed to be able to feel those black lines moving...

…

More and more zombies appeared on this floor, and all those zombies gathered in the corridor.

The zombies in front hit the door.

The zombies behind roared 'ho ho'.

It's like cheering up.

Although I don't understand what the group of zombies want to do, thankfully the door is quite strong.

After all this time, the door still didn't budge.

"This is the ventilation duct. It should be possible to go out from here." Mu Chen stepped on something and pushed open the upper ventilation baffle, which can almost accommodate an adult to pass through.

Lingqiong propped her chin up, playing minesweeper on the screen next to her. Hearing this, she turned her head and said, "Without a map, how do you know which way to go?"

"I remember." Jiang Xunchu said: "It should be possible to walk to the elevator."

Ling Qiong: "..."

Does Zai Zai have such a good memory?

Jiang Xunchu didn't just rely on memory, he didn't finish this place at all.

It is based on memory and roughly seen things to form a road map in my mind.

…

Ding--

The elevator door opened slowly.

All kinds of papers were scattered like snowflakes in the corridor, no zombies, no blood.

People at this level seem to have just withdrawn.

The paper on the ground is full of messy data, or it is a discussion with professional words accounting for 60 to 70%.

This floor is like an office area.

It looks like it has been ransacked.

Ling Qiong flipped through the documents left on the table, most of which were related to meteorites.

Material analysis of meteorites, various experiments on meteorites, etc...

It's useless.

Any laboratory can do it.

This is why those people didn't care about these things when they withdrew.

Lingqiong put down the documents and went to find her own son.

"Did you find anything?" Meeting Zhou Shun in the corridor, he asked casually.

Zhou Shun shook his head, "No."

Looking at those materials made his brain hurt.

Lingqiong was curious: "What are you looking for?"

"A file bag." Maybe it was because the girl's voice was soft and gentle, which made people less vigilant, so Zhou Shun said it smoothly.

After speaking, I didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"What's inside?"

"I don't know. It was a professor that Brother Mu knew and asked him to come here to look for it."

"..."

I don't know if you are still looking for it?

Ling Qiong couldn't hear the gossip she wanted to hear, so she put her hands behind her back and continued to look for Jiang Xunchu.

"Miss Xu." Zhou Shun caught up, "The zombies were so strange just now, why do you think?"

"you ask me?"

Zhou Shun nodded, there is no one else here!

Ling Qiong made a smirk like that of Qiong: "How would I know?"

"elder brother!"

Ling Qiong saw Jiang Xunchu, left Zhou Shun behind, and ran over quickly.

Jiang Xunchu turned around, and the little girl bumped in directly, complaining in a low voice, "Why are you running around, looking for you for a long time, I almost thought you were taken away by zombies."

Zhou Shun: "..."

You looked leisurely just now, but it didn't seem like you were worried.

The person involved didn't know it, and felt guilty about being sued.

"Sorry, I didn't notice that you didn't follow up just now." Jiang Xunchu patted Lingqiong's back to comfort him.

The little girl hugged his waist and looked up at him, "Be careful next time, if you lose me, you will be in a big loss."

Jiang Xunchu said subconsciously: "...OK."

"What did you find?"

"Found a safe and couldn't open it."

"Go and see."

The safe was inlaid on the wall of the room, about half the height of a person, but it was made concealed, and I don't know how Jiang Xunchu found it.

Jiang Xunchu is not good at picking locks.

Ling Qiong pushed down the non-existent glasses, "I'll do it."

Zhou Shun was surprised: "Will you?"

Lingqiong: "Joke, of course I will, I'm a professional."

Back then, she led the lock making industry forward several versions.

Jiang Xunchu: "..."

This is not the first time he heard her say the word professional.

…

When Mu Chen came over, Ling Qiong just opened the safe.

"I just said I can do it!" Lingqiong opened the safe, "I'm good."

Mu Chen: "???"

Jiang Xunchu nodded, "Yes."

There were only a few file bags in the safe.

There are no markings on the first few file bags, but the cover of the last file bag is different.

Mu Chen took the file bag away first.

Jiang Xunchu had already unpacked the remaining few file bags. He scanned very quickly, and the page-turning speed seemed to be off.

After reading the last page, Jiang Xunchu handed it to Lingqiong: "This is the real-time record of their observation of the meteorite."

Zhou Shun: "Didn't it happen before?"

"It's different." Ling Qiong opened the file.

The records inside are useless and completely different from those outside.

This is the observation record of the meteorite in the room below.

As they guessed, when the meteorite was first delivered here, it was only the size of a washbasin.

The remaining few documents, except for the observation records, are live experiments.

It is an animal experiment on meteorites.

Jiang Xunchu turned the file to the end.

Don't know the signature.

Jiang Xunchu looked at the copy in Mu Chen's hand.

Mu Chen: "..."

Ling Qiong followed her cub to look over, "Is this what you're looking for?"

Mu Chen gave an 'hmm'.

Ling Qiong raised her eyebrows: "We all found it together, so we have the right to share it?"

Mu Chen: "..."

Mu Chen opened the file bag, there were several documents and a black notebook inside.

Jiang Xunchu seemed to know the black notebook.

"Can you show me your notebook?"

Mu Chen glanced at him, then handed over the notebook.

Jiang Xunchu opened his notebook, and there was a word ginger on the first page.

"This is my father's." Jiang Xunchu said while turning back.