Wizards pursue the truth

"Warning, warning, the rear security door is 92% damaged. Please leave as soon as possible. The emergency elevator is now open. You can forcibly disconnect from the connection site by verifying your identity and authorization."

The mechanical voice continued to ring out, devoid of any emotion, though it was noticeably more rapid.

But how could two people who couldn't even open the security door meet the authentication requirements?

boom!

The final boom signaled the end of the explosive bullets in Wang Ya's hand.

It will take one hour to regenerate.

The magazine capacity is a standard seven rounds.

One shot is generated every hour.

However, regular bullets still exist.

The number of magazines containing standard rifle bullets.

Once consumed, it can be regenerated in just one hour.

The outpouring of light and heat, along with the explosive force, propelled numerous fragments of the gate, sending billowing smoke and dust flying. Even Wang Ya managed to dodge slightly; this was no joke, as his mortal body was currently unable to withstand the impact of the fragments.

One wrong move and you could cut into an internal organ, causing serious injury.

Nothing is more vulnerable than this for ordinary human beings.

Two figures gradually emerged from the billowing smoke and dust.

The main control computer at the outpost should still contain the relevant data. If the source of the incident was in area 33, the people who fled should not have had time to delete it.

Anything can happen unexpectedly, and there's always the possibility that it might be deleted.

Wang Ya discovered something interesting: the more clothes there were, the farther away from the underground. The clothes squeezed into the gaps in the elevator shaft were more like people crammed together, falling down in a panic, or perhaps experiencing some physical discomfort, causing them to lose their footing and get entangled in the steel cables.

The light was dim, and the broken data cable was still leaking electricity, making a buzzing sound.

The hall was very spacious. The corridor on the left led to the warehouse, the one in the middle led to the outdoor work area, and the one on the right was a rest area.

The main control room is also located at the corner of the rest area.

In the center of the hall where the research report was discussed and the meeting was held, there were messy items scattered on a rectangular table, with some clothes also lying on top of chairs or overturned cabinets.

In Wang Ya's mind, a picture was formed, showing what had happened in the past.

Everyone was in a panic, faced with an unexpected and unforeseen situation that they couldn't handle, so they had no choice but to leave the outpost.

However, some people raised opposing opinions, which led to internal conflicts. There were many unusual marks on the clothes, indicating that the original owner was killed by someone else.

Perhaps another possibility can emerge in the elevator shaft: mutual slaughter.

Wang Dazhuang, behind his gas mask, looked over, seemingly to determine the next step in the operation.

His eyes widened in astonishment as he noticed that Wang Ya had already removed her gas mask and headed straight for the rest area.

To be precise, it's the main control room at the corner.

"Hey boss, wait for me!"

Fear flashed in Wang Dazhuang's eyes as he imagined the worst possible outcome. He touched the gas mask on his face and tightened it further. He also checked his protective suit to make sure no part of his skin was exposed.

It seems that only in this way can he feel a little bit of security.

A few minutes later, Wang Dazhuang was a little stunned as he watched the black-haired youth return from the depths of the rest area corridor. The former ignored him and walked straight past him.

"Boss, what did you find?"

"A special type of subterranean substance called Metarhizium can invade the human body. Infection can occur without any symptoms and has an incubation period."

Wang Ya glanced back at him and smiled, "From the moment they entered the base, all the reincarnators were infected; the internal data in the main control area was not deleted, which means the base personnel here left in a hurry."

"Then, can people die from this Metarhabditis?"

What do you think?

Wang Ya's smile remained unchanged, but her words sent a chill down Wang Dazhuang's spine.

"Aside from the Meta virus, what other factors could be causing all those empty clothes in the base?"

Wang Dazhuang's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"We should be considered to have completed our mission, right? This Meta virus is the culprit that caused the base to lose contact. We should be able to leave now, right?" Wang Dazhuang felt a glimmer of hope.

"Who knows? The Main God Space hasn't given any hints either. Perhaps we need to find more clues, such as evidence to prove this hypothesis or corroborate our guess."

Wang Ya's words completely dimmed the light of hope in Wang Dazhuang's eyes, and at the same time, fear arose within him. Would he end up like those base researchers in the past, reduced to a pile of clothes?

"Confirming the evidence that pathogens caused the base to lose contact is sufficient."

"Boss, what should we do? How do we confirm this?"

Wang Dazhuang looked over expectantly.

Wang Ya revealed a strange smile, "Of course, it's to conduct an experimental study to confirm the characteristics of Meta bacteria and whether it can really cause the disappearance of base personnel."

"Experimental research!!"

Wang Dazhuang was stunned and somewhat taken aback. He could do weightlifting and writing grids in the countryside, but this experimental research was not related to his major.

Among the many new recruits, how many are capable of conducting research and determining the characteristics of pathogens? He still has some expertise; he needs to operate at the microscopic level and create different variables for comparison before he can finally determine the experimental results.

It's simply impossible for someone who hasn't spent time in a lab or had on-site experimental experience to do this.

It's impossible for the base to be without experimental personnel, especially those with high experience and skill levels.

They both died from not being able to figure out the root cause of Metarhizium, so how could the two of them have succeeded?

Wang Dazhuang said with grief and indignation, "Are all the missions in the Main God Space this difficult? How could any reincarnators possibly survive?"

Wang Ya ignored him and went into the temporary laboratory next to the warehouse area.

Iris testing is not required here; an ID card is sufficient.

As the mechanical door opened, various experimental instruments came into view. Wang Ya was somewhat surprised. All the facilities inside the laboratory were in excellent condition, and the energy was plentiful and ready to be used at any time. The number of experiments that could be completed was also beyond his expectations.

Judging from the traces, the time he lost contact may not have been as long as he had guessed.

Buzz!

Strong lights on the ceiling.

On the lab table, some manuscripts were scattered and covered with a layer of dust. Measuring cups, beakers, crucibles and other utensils were placed haphazardly, and some were broken.

Wang Ya flipped through the manuscript with great interest; it contained records of some experimental studies on Metarhizium anisopliae.