From the end of the world

Chapter 165 Humanitarian Division Infiltration Operation 1
Lu Youxun held my hand tightly.

At this moment, I felt as if there was something spiritual connecting me. It is not easy to describe because it does not exist in the material world. If I had to describe it, it would be like the paper cup phone I played with in elementary school. The string connecting the two paper cups is what exists between us now.

The thin rope can transmit sound signals from one paper cup to another through vibration, but now this "thin rope" does not vibrate, and Lu Youxun has not yet transmitted the information in his consciousness.

He paused for a second or two, as if he was gently pulling on the "string" to make sure the connection was secure.

"...We actually connected." He said in an inexplicably complicated tone, "So you really treat me as a partner."

"I don't really consider him as a partner," I said.

"At least you're not considered an enemy... that's enough." He smiled, "Let's get started."

As he spoke, he loosened his left hand and let the abacus made of white jade fall to the ground.

Counting sticks look very similar to chopsticks, both are small sticks, but chopsticks usually come in pairs, while counting sticks have many pieces. Ancient people have used this kind of thing for mathematical calculations since at least the Spring and Autumn Period. The chips used in "managing the plans" are the same as counting sticks.

At the same time, in ancient times, calculating tools were often closely related to divination. The ancients believed that mathematical tools could be used to predict personal future and destiny in the world, as well as the answers to difficult puzzles.

The white jade counting sticks did not break after they fell to the ground, but were arranged in an intricate pattern. In the primitive tribal period, humans would try to analyze the will of heaven through the cracks on the tortoise shells caused by heat, because they believed that the accidental shapes contained revelations from the unknown. The random arrangement of the white jade counting sticks on the ground seemed to also present some kind of random calculation, containing an equation for deriving the future.

Lu Youxun examined the white jade abacus with a profound gaze, just like a tribal wizard examining the cracks in a tortoise shell.

I became a little nervous.

Can it be successful?

As long as this method works, I don't have to take Ma Zao to the dangerous old base of the Humanitarian Division. Although I am very concerned about the fragments of the divine seal there, it is better to use Lu Youxun's divination vision as a breakthrough. That way, I will be the only one who needs to take the risk.

Besides, he risked his life and even his reputation because of my words. I cannot let him fail like this.

Gradually, his eyes became unfocused and his expression became dazed, as if he saw scenes that normal people could not see.

Zhu Shi was slightly moved.

Ma Zao quietly put down Chen Long's broken arm and slowly approached me, as if he was planning to help if something unexpected happened.

“…Success!”

Lu Youxun seemed to be in a trance, and his mind was clearly no longer in this room.

However, his mouth moved, no doubt speaking to me, and his voice revealed excitement: "It worked, I saw it! Zhuang Cheng, I will transmit the image to your consciousness now!"

As he finished speaking, I felt my consciousness being gently shaken like a pottery jar filled with water. The water surface showed tiny ripples, and countless lines crisscrossed, outlining the draft of the picture; while the sparkling waves reflected different colors, filling in the draft with color.

I saw a vision somewhere unknown.

It was a dim passage with large square mechanical devices standing in the middle like tombstones. These things were moving slowly forward as if riding on a conveyor belt, and there were some human figures around.

The picture was not very clear, like diving into a swimming pool without goggles and looking at things underwater with the naked eye. It was difficult to see the specific appearance of the mechanical devices, and even more difficult to see the appearance of the people.

Speaking of which, Lu Youxun had said before that he could only vaguely see the scene of the secret base of the Humanitarian Department, and could not clearly see the faces of the kidnapped demon hunters. It seems that this is the case.

Can I teleport myself there in this situation? I haven't tried it yet. Fortunately, although my vision is blurry, I can still concentrate. During this period, the mechanical devices and human figures quickly disappeared from the screen, leaving only an empty passage in front of me.

This is fine. Since it is my first time to break into an unfamiliar place, I still want to set the teleportation point in a secluded place. I focused my attention on the corner of the screen. It seems that no one will notice this position. Next, I want to focus on stealth operations.

Although I am not good at infiltration, there will most likely be a lot of surveillance inside the Humanitarian Department’s secret base, but how can I know what the result will be if I don’t try?
Infiltration operation——it’s a phrase that makes one’s heart beat fast just thinking about it.

Lu Youxun's slightly nervous voice sounded.

"How's that? Did you see it? Can you teleport over?"

"Okay." I said the lines I had prepared for a long time, "Then I'll be back soon." After that, I activated the flame teleportation.

The Humanitarian Division's secret base infiltration operation begins! -
Suddenly, everything went dark before my eyes.

I can't describe it, it really was as if my eyes went dark. My vision was plunged into darkness, as if a light bulb had suddenly lost power.

Things seem to be different from what I imagined.

The skill of "Flame Teleport" is different from space transfer. If I want to teleport from location A to location B, I have to first use fire to build my consciousness container at location B, and then transfer my spirit to the consciousness container there, just like transferring the center of gravity from the left foot to the right foot. At the same time, because I left "fireflies" beside Ma Zao, Zhu Shi, and Lu Youxun, even if I complete the teleportation, I will not lose the view of Luoshan Office.

However, this time the situation was obviously problematic. As soon as I "moved the center of gravity of my left foot to my right foot", I felt that the ground under my left foot suddenly disappeared like a wooden board that was pulled away, and the view of the Luoshan office also disappeared.

At the same time, I felt as if my body was roughly tied to a very uncomfortable place, swaying around, and my whole body was aching. After a few seconds, my vision slowly recovered and I could see things.

When I saw this, I was speechless.

Let me first describe the situation I am in.

I was in a wide and dim corridor, with some half-broken light tubes hanging from the ceiling, and gray walls on both sides, which might have been painted white, but had not been cleaned for a long time, and there were many dark and rotten blood stains on them.

A rusty iron door can be seen at regular intervals. Some of the iron doors seem to contain mad beasts, which emit thick, low roars that sound like thick phlegm. They frequently ram and vibrate the iron doors, making violent and deafening noises.

The floor was like countless wire meshes stacked tightly together, and through the wire mesh floor, one could vaguely see the fire from below, reminiscent of an ironworks. The hot temperature also rose up, turning the entire passage into a sauna.

Plus, I’m certainly not the only one in this place.

There were more than 20 people here, most of them were tied to crosses. Yes, it was a cross, and it was made of wood. They were all tied to it with rough straw ropes. The cross had an iron base, and there seemed to be rollers under the base. Obviously no one was pushing it, but these crosses were moving forward with the "sinners" on their own.

Among them were men and women, young and old, all with faces that looked down and out, and they were wearing the same clothes, an old white long-sleeved shirt with black straps, the top and pants looked like one piece.

This is not normal clothing at all, it looks more like the straitjacket in a mental hospital.

By the way, although I am not involved in this matter, I am also one of the "sinners" tied to the cross. The sense of bondage I felt just now came from this. Of course, I was also wearing an old white straitjacket.

There were a few people who were not tied to the crosses. They followed the crosses like jailers accompanying prisoners, watching our every move.

They were all dressed in black robes reminiscent of cultists, with wide hoods on. Their true faces were obscured by shadows, with only their exposed chins visible at best.

Who are these people, and where exactly is this place?
I was completely confused. Just now, I should have been in the Luoshan Office, breaking into the secret base of the Humanitarian Department, but this place didn't look like a research facility at all, but more like an unknown factory occupied by cultists.

Was I being plotted against by Lu Youxun? It didn't make sense. Not to mention that he had no hostility towards me, I shouldn't have been teleported to a place that was completely different from the scene I had previously perceived.

"Hey you."

A voice came from the side, it sounded like a man with a gruff voice: "Yes, it's you, the kid who just woke up, I'm talking to you."

Kids, where are the kids in this place?

I looked in the direction of the sound out of curiosity, and then I saw a strange man making the sound nearby. He was also tied to a cross, facing my direction, and his eyes met mine.

He looked at me carefully, then sighed and asked, "Who are you? I didn't know there were demon hunters your age in our city. Were you also captured by this group of villains? Really..."

Another person who was also tied to the cross said: "I remember that he happened to be nearby when we were fighting. He might have witnessed the scene, so he was captured by them."

"What do you mean by my age?" I wondered. "I am an adult anyway."

The strange man said, "Adult? What nonsense are you talking about? You look no more than twelve years old."

(End of this chapter)