Longzang

Chapter 1105 Secret Room
Wei Yuan didn't try to take the note; instead, he switched to the real world to take a look. In the real world, there was another note stuck under the desk, with the same messy handwriting: Help me!
The handwriting on the two sticky notes was exactly the same, but the content was completely opposite.

Wei Yuan had never seen this kind of handwriting before. Wei Yuan's memory was accurate, and a person has inherent writing habits. No matter how messy the handwriting is, or if it is written with other things, or even if it is scratched with a fingernail, it will still have its own style and be recognizable.

In other words, Wei Yuan did not know the person who left the note.

However, Wei Yuan vaguely sensed that something was amiss. After a moment's thought, he picked up a piece of wood that had fallen from some piece of furniture and threw it under the desk. The wood rolled within three feet of the desk and then suddenly disappeared.

When Wei Yuan switched back to the real world, he saw a charred object under the desk—the piece of wood that had just been thrown in. However, it appeared to have been corroded and weathered for countless years.

Seeing the signs of decay on the wood, Wei Yuan suddenly felt a chill of fear. The time difference between illusion and reality was probably far greater than imagined. At this moment, Wei Yuan's primordial spirit and soul were still stuck at the stage of perfect Dharma form; his actual lifespan had not been extended, nor had he taken any life-extending drugs.

Therefore, if Wei Yuan had rashly walked to the desk or even sat down in the chair just now, he might have been sent to the real world at least several hundred years later the moment he stepped into the space, and then died of old age.

This kind of attack that uses the passage of time is the most terrifying, and even celestial beings cannot escape it. Back when Wei Yuan's cultivation was low, he was able to intimidate all sides with his killing moves such as the Immortal Path Twilight and the Yin-Yang Twin Bullets, and even immortals were unwilling to get involved.

Clearly, this perfectly intact desk is a deadly trap, perhaps the most crucial and deadly trap in the entire world.

The question is, for whom is this world, and all the traps within it, prepared?
Although he couldn't get close to the desk, Wei Yuan surveyed his surroundings and had already devised a solution. He went to the wall next to him, where large sections of the wall material had peeled off due to the intense fighting, exposing the wiring underneath.

Using abilities beyond those of a researcher, Wei Yuan immediately recognized that one of these lines should be connected to a surveillance camera. There should be a surveillance camera in that location, its angle perfectly capturing the desk.

Wei Yuan followed the trail and eventually found a secret room in a corner of the office area. He forced his way in and saw rows of servers inside, with all the surveillance data being fed into them.

This server was set up separately and physically isolated from the company network; all monitoring data was never transmitted to the public internet. Using his memory and knowledge as a researcher, Wei Yuan brought in a terminal and connected it to the server.

In the virtual world, the terminal was powered on, and the system interface lit up. Wei Yuan spent a little time before finally succeeding in logging into the system. Fortunately, the server's security mainly relied on physical means, so the password wasn't difficult to crack.

After entering the system, Wei Yuan discovered that it contained only surveillance video data, and not the sensitive technical data that Wei Yuan had been trying to obtain, such as the super virus.

A moment later, Wei Yuan searched through the massive amount of surveillance footage and found the part he wanted to see, then began to replay it on the screen.

The first scene is set in an office, where Ji Liuli, who is nearly 2.5 meters tall, stands in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the distant snow-capped mountains. Several people then enter the office, place a briefcase on the desk, and then step back several meters away.

The leader said, "The item has been delivered to you, but... we believe it's best not to approach it, much less touch it. Although your strength is nearly invincible,... we believe its danger may far exceed our expectations, so she strongly opposes your decision."

"Objection overruled. You may leave," Ji Liuli said coldly.

The group exchanged helpless glances and silently left the office area. Once everyone was gone, Ji Liuli walked over and opened the briefcase. The briefcase had multiple compartments and a secure locking system; Wei Yuan, relying on his professional instincts, judged that even if placed at the epicenter of a nuclear explosion, the briefcase would remain unharmed.

Nuclear explosion?

Wei Yuan felt a concept flash through his memory, followed by a large blank space in his memory, where all related information about that word was automatically cleared.

However, Wei Yuan's attention was immediately drawn to the contents of the suitcase.

In the very center of the suitcase lay a test tube, which appeared to contain a wisp of smoke. Aside from that, there was nothing particularly remarkable about it.

Ji Liuli, however, was extremely cautious. He first carefully examined the integrity of the test tube and the internal structure of the suitcase. Only after confirming that it was intact did he pick up the test tube, examine it carefully under the light for a while, and then put the test tube back in its original place and closed the suitcase lid.

But the moment the lid closed, Wei Yuan suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, instinctively sensing that something had slipped out of the suitcase and then disappeared.

Ji Liuli seemed completely unaware, putting the suitcase into a hidden safe on the wall and then locking it.

At the beginning of the second video, more than ten security agents filed into the office area, lined up in a neat row, and stood straight, waiting for Ji Liuli's arrival.

Ji Liuli was inside taking a phone call. It was unclear what he was saying, but he could be vaguely heard to be very agitated.

One of the agents in the row suddenly twitched strangely, then his pupils dilated abnormally, his black eyeballs expanding to almost fill his entire eye socket, before slowly returning to normal. One by one, the agents exhibited the same abnormal behavior and then recovered.

The agents, who used to exchange glances, now stand like statues, completely losing interest in their rivals and no longer communicating with each other.

At this moment, Ji Liuli walked out from the inner room, seemingly extremely displeased. He simply walked past the detectives, casually pointed out half of them to step forward, and then let the rest leave.

The third video clip follows the second. Ji Liuli reassigned tasks to the remaining agents and ordered the gathering of hundreds of elite soldiers to teach them military skills such as assembling firearms and field marching.

But just when everything seemed to be going smoothly, an agent suddenly pulled out a pistol from somewhere and fired a shot at Ji Liuli's back. He then frantically pulled the trigger, emptying the magazine. Except for two bullets that missed, the rest pierced Ji Liuli's back.

Ji Liuli was greatly shocked. When he looked back, he saw dozens of strange monsters, each of which was still wearing an agent's uniform.

All the monsters simultaneously drew their pistols, and gunfire erupted throughout the office area, filling the air with smoke!
(End of this chapter)