Genius Club.

Chapter 541: Crying from the Research Institute

The bearded man bowed his head.

Looking at the pistol clenched in his hand.

Very strange...

He clearly didn't know how to use this thing, and he didn't know what specific parts did.

but.

Even in this situation of complete ignorance, the hand muscles moved before the brain, and he skillfully and unreasonably opened the safety, raised his hand, and shot.

that's it.

Before the brain could react, three bullets had already accurately shot into the enemy's head, delivering a fatal headshot.

"I can actually use a pistol?"

The man felt incredible. Is this what is called muscle memory? Even if the brain loses memory, the conditioned reflexes and muscle habits are still retained.

“Wheeze!!!” “Wheeze!!”

The two horses were frightened and broke free from their reins, running towards CC.

They probably wanted to escape.

But judging from the trajectory of the beast, it seemed that he didn't care about CC's life or death and was determined to trample over her!

Bang bang! !
With the attitude of giving it a try and verifying the rules, the man looked at the horse's head again, without any aiming movements, and fired two shots instantly based on the intuition of his hands.

Plop, plop.

The two horse heads exploded one after another, and they collapsed to the ground without even having time to let out a final roar... The exploded white eyeballs rolled on the ground for several weeks.

After this happened, the last remaining horse instantly stood at attention, straight and silent, swearing that a man who knows the times is a handsome horse.

The bearded man relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems.

The guess was correct.

Before he lost his memory, he could indeed use a pistol, and he was a sharpshooter at that. His eyes and brain only needed to mark the target, and his muscle memory would take care of everything for him.

Even if the two horses didn't run towards CC, they still had to be killed.

After all, horses are animals that recognize their homes and masters. If they are allowed to run away, they will most likely run back to the tribal camp of those brown-skinned strong men.

When the tribal accomplices saw that the horse ran back by itself but the man did not, they naturally guessed that something bad had happened. They would 100% believe that CC's father deliberately lured them into the dangerous area... In this case, CC's parents would definitely be in danger and would most likely be killed.

Therefore, for safety reasons, it is better to kill these horses to prevent future troubles; at least before the man and CC go to the tribe to take revenge, the people of the tribe must not notice anything unusual.

The only pity is...

It would be enough to kill one horse, and the man and CC could ride one each, but who can blame these two horses for not having good eyesight?
……

The explosion of the two horse heads also woke up the little girl CC immediately.

She stood up.

Wipe the corners of your mouth.

Trotted up to the bearded man:

"VV! You can use a pistol! And... your shooting skills are so accurate!"

"I do not know either."

The man shook his head:
"I definitely don't use my brain, after all, I have complete amnesia and I don't remember anything. But looking at this situation, it seems that my body and muscles still remember, and everything is going on naturally."

"Uh-huh!"

CC nodded excitedly:

"Great! You're awesome VV!"

After the excitement, CC remembered that this extremely dangerous farce was entirely caused by her, and she lowered her head in guilt:
"VV, I'm sorry... I was too naive and thought things were too simple. If it weren't for your unexpectedly good marksmanship, we would have died here today. It's all my fault that you got hurt."

"Don't say that."

The bearded man saw CC was in a low mood and rubbed her messy hair:
"If you hadn't given me rabbit meat and fruit, I would have starved to death or been poisoned. We are partners in this adventure, so it's only natural for us to help each other. There's no need to apologize or thank you."

"Besides, you are still young, a little girl, and I, as an adult, should protect you. But now it is Tiangang who needs you to make the decision... I should be the one who feels sorry."

"You are young, so it is reasonable for you to have simple and naive ideas. When you grow up, you will definitely become a very powerful person."

CC felt a warm sensation when his head was touched.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man with a smile:

"What you said is the same thing my father said."

"Which sentence?"

"A lot. My father is the same. He is very tolerant and forgiving towards me."

Speaking of his father, CC's eyes were full of longing:

"In fact, many times I was clearly wrong, and you can scold me and argue with me. I also know that it was my own fault."

"But my father is just like you just now. No matter what mistakes I make, he always forgives me and says that I am young and will become mature when I grow up."

"You are indeed very sensible."

The bearded man said truthfully:
"Scolding is for those ignorant children. You are so sensible and obedient, why do you need to educate me?"

After saying that, he looked at the blood stains at the corners of CC's mouth:
"Are you hurt?"

"It's nothing serious."

CC wiped his mouth with his sleeve again:
"It's not as serious as you think. I just bit my lip when he kicked me. It's not internal bleeding or anything."

"That's good."

The man turned around and looked at the bodies of people and horses lying on the ground:
"This actually saves us a lot of trouble. Let's loot their supplies. We still have one last horse to use. Let's ride it to the mountains tomorrow."

The two quickly got to work and began to search for supplies.

The living conditions of this group of bad guys were quite good. There were meat, wine and bread in their backpacks, and there were animal hide water bags on both sides of the dead horses.

The two men were hungry after chasing for the whole day and had not eaten, so they gathered around the fire and had a hearty meal.

Afterwards, the bearded man turned over the body, took out the pistol, bullets, and holster, and counted them.

"More than 20 bullets, two pistols, it feels like the number of bullets is not enough."

He filled the pistol magazine and put it back on his waist, then put the remaining bullets and the other gun into his backpack and looked at CC:

"With 20 bullets, our firepower is still too little. It's not enough for us to deal with the entire tribe of villains. Therefore, we still have to go to the hidden research institute in the mountains. We need at least dozens or hundreds of bullets before we dare to avenge your parents."

CC was silent for a while.

Looked up:
"Can you teach me how to jerk off?"

"Do you want to learn?"

The man looked at the thin little girl:

"It may seem simple for me to shoot a gun, but actually... I don't think it's a skill you can master. The recoil alone is a test for you."

"It's ok."

CC's eyes are firm:

"If I can learn your shooting skills, I can definitely help a lot."

"Besides, I was the one who asked you to help me save my parents. They are my parents. I can't just stand there and watch you fight alone, right?"

"Anyway, there are two guns in total. Once I learn how to shoot, I can fight alongside you!"

The man smiled:
"Okay."

He agreed:
"As long as you want to learn, I can certainly teach you, but... I don't know much about the specific principles. After all, I also shoot by feeling, so I can teach you a little bit about the feeling."

"But we only have 20 bullets, which are too precious. It's better not to waste them. Besides, it's dark now, and the sound of gunfire might attract wild animals and cause unnecessary trouble."

"The bloody smell here is so strong that we definitely can't camp here at night, otherwise those ferocious beasts will come here after smelling the smell... So, let's take the horses farther away and rest somewhere else."

Subsequently.

The two men prepared some supplies, hung them on the "handsome horse who knows how to adapt to the times", and then led it south to a stream, where they started a new fire and slept outdoors again.

After everything was taken care of, CC and the bearded man prepared to go to sleep.

We are not far from the hidden research institute now. With this horse, we can arrive there during the day tomorrow.

"Thanks to nature and the bad guy tribe for their gifts."

The man rested his head on the soft cloth bag, closed his eyes, and fell asleep...

This night was his second night after waking up from hibernation. Maybe because of the pistol on his waist, he slept much better than the day before.

He paid special attention to see if he would dream after falling into a deep sleep.

The result was very disappointing.

After waking up in the morning, even though I tried hard to recall, I still had no impression of it at all. I was in a dreamless state the whole night.

"really weird."

The man was puzzled.

"VV, come and eat!"

On the other side, CC had already boiled water, roasted meat, and heated bread in the iron kettle she had looted, waiting for the man to come and eat.

"Okay, let me wash up first."

The bearded man walked to the stream and washed his face after a long time.

but……

This big beard on his face is so troublesome, he has no idea how to clean it.

This big beard starts to grow from the temples and directly covers the lower half of the face like a mask.

"Forget it, just wash it casually."

It seems that there is no muscle memory for washing beard, so he just washed it randomly, shook it twice, and dried it with clothes.

Bounced.

Quite fluffy.

"VV! Stop playing with your beard! Your meat is almost burnt!"

CC's urging voice came from behind.

The man turned and went to eat breakfast by the fire.

After breakfast, they packed up their gear and prepared to mount their horses. The man stepped on the stirrups, but failed to get on the horse after several attempts.

"Ok."

He accepted this fact and confirmed that he had no muscle memory associated with riding a horse:

"I don't think I can ride a horse."

CC narrowed his eyes, recalling that the other party had said before that he could not use a pistol, and now he did not believe it:

"You really can't?"

"I really won't do that." The man smiled helplessly.

"Then I'll ride it."

CC grabbed the saddle, jumped swiftly, leaped directly onto the horse's back, and sat steadily.

Then he moved forward and patted the space behind him:
"Sit behind me and hold my waist. Be careful not to fall."

……

The horse galloped in the jungle, getting closer and closer to the mountains.

The mountain in front has a strange shape. It rises suddenly from the ground without any transition. It is straight and sharp, like a blade.

Moreover, the nearly vertical mountains have obvious stratification, like superimposed rainbows, with layers of different colors deposited one after another, symbolizing the passing of time from one era to the next.

“This mountain is so strange.”

The man looked at the approaching "Blade Edge Mountain" and said:
“It feels very abrupt to be here.”

“Originally there were no mountains here.”

CC pulled the horse reins, kicked the horse's belly twice with his right foot, and explained to the man:

"During the great disaster in 2504, the ground suddenly broke and rose, forming a mountain."

"I see."

The man understood.

No wonder there is a research institute hidden in the mountains... Normally, few research institutes are built in mountains; it turns out that this place was originally a plain, and an earthquake or other strong geological movement squeezed out a mountain, which forced the research institute into the mountain.

This can be considered a blessing in disguise.

If it hadn't been hidden so well by the mountains, how could this research institute have been left for 100 years for the two of them to plunder? It would have been discovered by others long ago.

“This mountain is not easy to climb.”

The man looked at the steep mountain and sighed:

"Look at the vertical mountain. There are very few trees and no place for birds to stand. How did your father climb in?"

"On the other side of the mountain."

CC says:

"Originally the other side of the mountain was so steep that there was no place to climb in and explore; but a few months ago a landslide created a passage on the other side that we could crawl in through."

"The passage is very narrow and hidden, and most people can't find it at all. My father has loved adventure since he was a child, and this crater has always been on his mind, and he has long wanted to go in and take a look."

"So, after the landslide, he often went there to explore, and accidentally discovered the passage that leads directly to the entrance of the institute."

"It's just that the institute was eerie and there were some [strange noises]. My father felt that there might be danger or strange animals inside, so he didn't go any deeper."

Strange sounds?

The man caught this keyword:

"Strange noise? What exactly is it like?"

"do not know."

CC shook the fluffy ponytail on the back of her head:
"My father couldn't explain it clearly either. He just said that he felt like someone was crying inside... crying in a spooky way."

"cry?"

The man became more confused as he listened:
"A closed crater surrounded by razor-sharp cliffs on all sides. After more than a hundred years, is there still someone alive inside?"

He thought about it and said more seriously:
"Well, theoretically speaking, if the institute was sealed in the mountains during the disaster in 2504, and a man and a woman happened to survive, it might not be impossible for them to continue their offspring."

"But... this theory is too extreme. It's hard to imagine that generations of inbreeding could survive in that closed space."

"It can't be a human."

CC looked back:
"My father said that the crying sounded very far away, and it should be deep inside the institute. Normally, if there are humans alive, there should be some signs of life outside the institute, right?"

"Whether it's artificial wood products, planting crops, or opening up some small vegetable gardens, it's impossible for generations to stay in the research institute and live there for generations... That's unrealistic."

"But the problem is, my father looked around the valley and found no signs of human life. Then he ran back to the entrance of the institute and listened. He still heard crying, and it was very rhythmic."

"He felt very scared, as if there were ghosts, so he gave up the adventure, told my mother and me when he got home, and never went there again."

……

Listening to CC's story, the bearded man stroked his beard and felt a little scared.

Deep in the mountains and old forests, isolated from the world, abandoned research institute, and strange cries.

This……

This strange combination of elements is nothing but scary.

but.

If you don't enter a tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son.

As the only "pure land" in the Brooklyn area that has not been plundered, if you really want to gain combat power, this research institute is your last chance.

"Let's take a gamble."

The man touched the pistol at his waist, not knowing whether the pistol would be effective against gods, demons and monsters.

suddenly.

An idea came to his mind:

"Yes, we can do that."

After swallowing, the man continued:

"When the time comes, we will prepare a small stone or fruit. If we really encounter an unknown creature, we will throw it at it. As long as the stone or fruit bounces back, it proves that it is a [real entity]. As long as it is a real creature, we have a pistol, so we don't have to be afraid of it."

CC blinked and said in surprise:

"VV, you are so smart! How did you come up with such a crazy idea?"

"Haha, this piece of knowledge doesn't seem to be something I came up with. Someone must have told me about it."

The man scratched his long hair, but couldn't remember it.

This strange bit of knowledge...

Who told him?
……

It took two hours for the two men to ride to the other side of the mountain and find the landslide site.

The man let out the reins a little longer and tied the horse to an area with abundant weeds so that the horse would not starve to death.

Afterwards, he followed CC and successfully found the landslide passage that C's father mentioned, and walked into the mountains.

The passage is hidden and narrow.

But you can clearly hear the wind and feel the flow of air.

This means that the passage is indeed connected to the inside and outside and is not a dead end.

Before entering the cave, CC made a simple torch, but the passage was too long and a bit rugged, so the torch went out before they had walked halfway.

resignedly.

The two could only move forward in the dark.

Fortunately, there was nothing messy in the passage, and there were no particularly narrow places, so everything went smoothly along the way.

at last……

A ray of light came through, and after a dark period, they saw a new world. The two quickened their pace, rushed out of the cave, and came to this paradise!
The man took a deep breath.

The air is as fresh as in the forest outside, but it feels more moist. I guess it’s because of the valley; it’s very humid inside.

"VV, there!"

CC pointed to the ruins of a building among the rocks below.

It can be roughly seen that it is a building entrance. The exposed steel bars have long been rusted, but the building entrance is generally intact and has miraculously not collapsed.

"Let's go down and have a look."

The man took out his pistol, checked the bullets, loaded it, and slid down with CC.

The two of them looked at the entrance to the ruins from afar...

It was deep, dark, and empty inside, and there was no telling what was hidden inside.

The man noticed that there seemed to be a shiny silver signboard on the pile of soil next to him, where it was washed by rain.

He walked forward, squatted down, grabbed a handful of fallen leaves as a rag, wiped the mud off, and a few English letters appeared:
"S...P...A...Space-T?"

He turned to look at CC:

"What does this word mean?"

CC was equally confused:

"I don't know. I've never heard of it. I guess it's from before the great disaster. I heard that Brooklyn before the disaster was private territory, belonging to a super-rich man... But this is just a legend. Who knows if it's true or not?"

The man stood up.

He took one last look at the English letters on the sign, then, holding the gun in both hands, he slowly approached the gate of the ruins.

"VV."

CC was a little worried and grabbed the man's clothes.

"Shh..."

The man made a hushing gesture, asking CC to be quiet.

then.

Taking small steps, he quietly walked into the gate of the ruins, stretched his ears forward, and listened carefully—

"woo woo woo woo……"

A faint cry came from the depths.

(End of this chapter)