I'm a chef in Infinity Thriller

Chapter 341 The Outsider Part 11
He seemed to pass through a black, soft jelly, black that even the light of a lighter could not illuminate.

Immediately, his body lightened, and he had passed through the blackness.

He stopped, the flames lit up again, the skateboard under his feet stopped, he held up the lighter and looked around.

The alley behind him disappeared, and so did the nasty doll and his companion.

The cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he remembered the long-standing legend of the dungeon.

'Some houses in the dungeon will eat people, and those who are eaten can never come back...'

He didn't dare to make a sound, bent down slightly, and lifted the skateboard to his hand.

In the underground city, in the dark alley...

The moment Ada entered the door, he stopped the skateboard, and he called softly: "Brother Fu!"

There is only a more intense black ahead, and the sound of Brother Fu's skateboard has disappeared.

He made a decisive decision, turned around quickly, and fled desperately towards the street entrance. The tentacles of the gangsters who are begging for life in the dungeon are very sensitive, especially for such life-threatening things...

The eyes of the first generation can still clearly distinguish objects in the dark, and it walks like walking on the ground. It regretfully looks at Ada's fleeing back. It seems that he is alert enough.

My own skateboard is indeed broken. The thing I picked up was originally broken, and it got stuck after a few slides, and it was discarded by the roadside.

It looked at the weird blackness inside the door, and its electronic eyes flickered, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't see through the dark color inside the door.

On the electronic map, the place where Qiuli disappeared is here.

As a doll, it has no fear itself, but it is vaguely uneasy. It waited at the door for a few minutes, and the remaining two punks seemed not to come back.

It stepped forward on its short legs.

It seemed to pass through the endless night, but only for a moment, it broke free from the darkness.

There is a wide main road ahead, the ground is uneven, and there are collapsed houses in front of it. When it turns around, the door behind it has disappeared without a trace.

It looks very big here. The first generation tried to connect with the 14's optical brain, but it still failed. The optical brain has its own transmitter. Either the 14's optical brain is too far away from itself, or the signal where it is located is blocked.

It seems that I have to look for one place and one place.

The first generation is not afraid of trouble. After positioning and planning, it walks forward along this main road.

Most of the houses on both sides of this main road have been damaged, and the bottom can be seen at a glance. It is looking for places where people can hide.

While the first generation was looking for Qiu Li one by one with his short legs, Brother Fu was not as optimistic as he was.

He stood in the ruins. This was a collapsed house with bricks and stones scattered on the ground. The lighter in his hand was too hot to handle.

It can only be extinguished.

The whole world suddenly fell into darkness.

He trembled not knowing where to go.

He is not an artificial human, he is a poor man who has lost his residence, and he is no match for a native dungeon dweller. This is one of the reasons why he does not want to give up when he meets a doll today.

He was so poor that he almost had nothing to eat.

It's good now, not only do I have nothing to eat, but I probably won't need to eat in the future.

The surroundings were quiet as if this place was a dead place. He huddled in the corner of the ruins that had not completely collapsed. After ten minutes, he could vaguely see the outlines of nearby objects, but it was limited to this.

I don't know where the light here comes from, but this light is so weak that it can be ignored.

In the ruins in the distance, there was a sudden sound.

He couldn't see clearly, only felt the ground start to shake, he held his breath, shrank his body, and hid under the broken wall.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer, and a brick was knocked off the top of the broken wall, and it fell in front of his eyes. Dust fell down, and he closed his eyes, not daring to move.

After a while, he opened his eyes again.

A huge head suddenly bowed down to him, and a hand stretched out, tightly encircling his waist, he finally couldn't hold it back, let out a heart-piercing scream, he stretched out his hand to shake the huge head Only then did I realize that this hand was cold and hard, it was a mechanical hand.

Immediately afterwards, an electric current passed from the back of his head, his screams stopped instantly, and his head drooped.

The first generation, who was far away in another block, was still struggling to search for Qiu Li's whereabouts from room to room. He vaguely heard this scream, and when he listened intently again, the sound had stopped abruptly.

Its footsteps suddenly became lighter, like a young ghost, continuing to walk through the ruins.

At the end of the ruins, in the canyon of the mountain, more tall robots came out.

In the middle of the canyon, along the winding mountain road, halfway up the mountain, a huge brightly lit fortress is hidden here. There is a sign hanging on the front of the fortress:
【Commercial Technology Joint Company】

The second floor is a transparent laboratory that is evenly distributed, and there is no end in sight.

Walking along the corridor to the third laboratory, Brother Zhang has been sliced, and the obviously dead person appears in the light curtain next to him.

A middle-aged man in a white coat with a work card on his chest that read: 50.
He was talking to Brother Zhang in the light curtain, "Your biological age is only 3 days, can you tell me, what is your self-awareness? What do you call it?"

Brother Zhang's eyes fell on him, "50? My cognition is exactly the same as Brother Zhang. If there is a difference, it is probably because I am newer, my learning ability is stronger, and I am loyal to the hive instead of'* *game'."

Researcher 50 asked: "Brother Zhang, you can call me Researcher 50. This is my code name and my name here. What game did you just mention?"

"** game." Brother Zhang said again.

' keyword is silenced. '

Researcher 50 took out a keyboard and typed the above note.

There are too many incredible things in this world. As a researcher, recording is a task that must be completed.

"Okay, Brother Zhang, thank you for your cooperation, what is the hive?"

Brother Zhang twisted his body. He looked at his own corpse piled up on the side, and looked away, "Researcher 50, can I still have a new body? I like having a body."

"Of course, but only if you answer my question." Researcher 50 raised his head and said.

"Well, the hive is my mother, I was born from there, but I don't know it either, I've only been there for less than 4 hours."

Brother Zhang replied melancholy.

Researcher 50 also recorded this text, and he continued to ask: "I found a new system from your system, but it has been damaged. Is it the **** game you mentioned?"

"Probably, then... can the props and points inside be restored? They are very useful." Brother Zhang asked hesitantly.

Researcher 50 was silent for a while, "Things that have been destroyed should not come back, but their existence is reasonable, and they should still be in this space."

　It's the end of the month again, please ask for a monthly pass...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)