Abnormal Doomsday Records

Chapter 135 68. Ajie's farewell always comes unexpectedly
Ajie is the younger brother who has been with Zhou Ke for the longest time, and is also the person Zhou Ke trusts the most in every sense.

But today Zhou Ke suddenly discovered that perhaps Ajie had no fewer secrets than the other people around him. Strictly speaking, this guy was the one who hid the deepest secrets.

This feeling is no less than when you are eating a pancake on your way to work one morning and see your good friend slap your stupid boss in the face, and then confess to you that his surname is actually Ma and he calls Fujiko "Dad".

There are definitely surprises, but perhaps more of them are shocks.

"Ajie, Ajie, how can I live happily with you in the future after your sudden self-destruction?"

Zhou Ke looked at the experimental report in front of him, the last record date of which was more than a year ago. While complaining, he saw the big conclusion "Experiment failed" at the end of the report.

This brought the final comfort to Zhou Ke's soul.

At least Ajie didn't lie to him about this, he wasn't pretending to be crazy.

"So, Ajie's psychic talent is not actually given by the experiment. He is born with some psychic perception? To be able to become a senior researcher of the flash, he must have some understanding of time."

Wu Neng said puzzledly:
"No wonder this guy was able to escape from the dangerous time maze No. 11 on his own after losing his brain."

"This is called fate."

Zhou Ke shook his head and said:
"How could he have been caught by Qiao Shan if he hadn't escaped? How could he have met me if he hadn't been caught by Qiao Shan? How could he have returned to the place where he was 'born' if he hadn't met me? Unfortunately, given his current condition, we can't get anything out of him.

But I feel like there must be something fishy about this SOS-404 project. Maybe it's the same thing we're worried about now.

By the way, why hasn't D-4 come back yet?

Just giving something away."

"Maybe we ran into trouble along the way?"

Wu Neng said:
"Her combat signal remains active. The influence of the time maze makes it impossible to accurately locate her position. Should we go find her? Or continue to wait here?"

"Keep going!"

Zhou Ke shook his head and said:
"Ordinary people can't stop D-4, and those who can stop her are not a problem that can be solved by Ajie and I going over to support them. Our target of action is on the next floor, right?"

"Well, the stasis server is on the fourth floor underground, and Silver Fox still hasn't sent out any messages. These AIs are really holding us back today!"

Wu Neng replanned the route forward and reminded:

"You'll have to use that hourglass to determine the faults in the time maze, so don't blindly trust our terrain guidance. Be smart. I'm preparing for Plan B."

"Okay, let's go."

Zhou Ke moved his shoulders to activate the mechanical arm of the armed backpack and took Ajie out of the laboratory.

The time maze shrouding the No. 2 Institute became visibly unstable, and the faded light entangled on objects and the ground even began to "flow". According to Julio's previous statement, this was because the time disruptor of the benchmark instrument had been stripped off too much.

Perhaps this system of time distortion is on the verge of going insane.

"Enemy ahead!"

Wuneng's reminder made Zhou Ke jump into the spirit world in an instant. Ajie grabbed the mechanical spear and rushed to the left based on his fighting instinct. When the swung blade fell, it just happened to hit an Acholi operator who rushed out of the "time layer" with a weapon in hand.

The other party was also tough and was dismembered without a sound.

The blood splattered and scared the time psionicist who was following behind, but then a time freeze was cast on Ajie, trapping him in the spot while he was jumping and slashing. The psionicist breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw a sharp blade "growing" out of his chest.

The hourglass on his arm immediately reversed, but Zhou Ke already had experience in dealing with these "stingy" people who could be resurrected. In this narrow corridor environment, unless the opponent could retreat to the time layer, every time he resurrected, Zhou Ke who was hiding in the spirit world would immediately capture him and send out an assassination bullet wrapped in shadow.

"It's troublesome to kill the little elite monster seven times."

Zhou Ke kept complaining while pulling the bolt of his gun. He seemed not to notice that another shadow walker was approaching from his side.

The guy was about to launch a shameless sneak attack, but he saw Zhou Ke's shadow in the spirit world twisted, and then the gloomy Uncle Ohm chopped down on his head with a knife made of shadows, and the flexibly rotating mechanical arm locked and aimed.

With two "bangs", a corpse fell in front and behind. Especially the corpse behind him that fell from the spiritual world into the material world was like a "flying corpse" in the black fog explosion. It was so cool.

Ajie himself has psychic resistance, so the time freeze does not last long on him. When he was gasping for breath and returning to normal, he encountered more Acholi operators rushing out of the time layer.

This fulfilled his wish. The hormones injected into the special battle suit made Ajie, whose physical potential had been tapped to the peak, turn into a beast. He held the spear and killed from one end to the other, constantly slashing with the sword, without even blinking an eye during the cold-blooded massacre.

The Acholi operators are all excellent biochemical warriors, but facing the upgraded version of Ajie, they have no way to hide in such a narrow terrain and can only fight hard. However, the weapons "gifted" by the Tiger King are powerful enough to make all the protection of the body and protective gear become a joke at this moment.

After Zhou Ke killed the time psionicist for the seventh time, turning the latter into a "crystal monster" and going crazy in the fierce corridor battle, he took Ajie and fought and retreated, and soon reached the entrance of the stairs leading to the fourth underground floor.

"There are a lot of people down there."

Zhou Ke was reloading the ammunition in the mechanical backpack. As the mechanical structure and mechanical arms were clicking, he complained to Ajie:

"If I had known this job was so difficult, I should have asked little Acholi for a higher price."

"I'm also curious, how much money did little Acholi give you to come here and act like a hero?"

Ajie didn't answer him, but another voice sounded not far behind him, causing Zhou Ke to turn around and raise his gun. He saw a tall and thin man with a cold face stepping out from the background of the time maze like rippling water.

The opponent's only weapon is a classic-looking pistol, but from the aura you can tell that it is an elite monster, maybe a BOSS.

Ajie screamed and pounced forward, then was frozen in place by time. As the opponent waved his fingers, Ajie's weapons, protective gear and helmet seemed to be dismantled by an invisible force and smashed in all directions in a very cool way, finally revealing the face hidden under the helmet.

"Liu Linyu, I never thought I would see you again in this life, especially in such an embarrassing situation."

Roger stared at Ajie, who was frozen in a funny pose, and sighed:
"Fate always plays tricks on others for fun. This was your old saying, and it has come true. But the valuable part of your life ended a year ago, and what remains here is just a body that is unwilling to rest. This does not require me to change my evaluation of you.
You're such a nasty bastard!"

"Are you Roger? Roger Vanmis? The second of the Three Great Masters of Flashing Light?"

Zhou Ke maintained the posture of holding the gun.

He was not frozen in time. The spell that had just been cast at him was partially offset by the hourglass in his arms, but Roger's psychic energy was like the restraint he had felt when he first met Old Merck, forcibly controlling him in place. Even the movement of the mechanical arm of the armed backpack could only make a clicking sound.

"How can you be like this? According to the rules, shouldn't you, the big boss, leave your lair and show up only after we kill all your elite subordinates?"

He complained:

"It's OK for the dungeon boss to move freely without aggro, but is it possible to play without this?"

"It seems to be some kind of 'e-sports jargon' from the old days. I remember my bad roommates in college always saying these meaningless words."

Roger looked back at him.

There was a hint of interest in those cold eyes. He looked Zhou Ke up and down and said:

"So, you actually already know where you come from, right? Mr. Zhou Ke, or should I call you by your experimental subject code name. 'Lan'?"

"Honestly, no."

Zhou Ke was bearing the increasing pressure from the spiritual energy. He replied:

"I just want to confirm that I don't belong to this terrible era, but I know you won't honestly tell me the background and origins that I must know, so I will change the question. What exactly is Project SOS-404?
Why did your assistant Liu Linyu become Ajie because of it?

Did you also execute Professor Qiao Sina for this matter?"

“Those are three questions.”

Roger answered very seriously, and then waved his hand to open the time layer leading to the depths of the maze. He raised his hand to control Zhou Ke and Ajie and took them to the depths of the research institute. He seemed to have no interest in discussing this issue with Zhou Ke here, and only gave a brief answer:
"Of course you would be interested in this question. After all, you are strongly related to this project. You will know that when we study your secrets, we will have many opportunities for 'safe communication'." "Sorry, I don't plan to be a guinea pig in my life plan for the time being!"

Zhou Ke released the spiritual energy flowing in his body. Under Roger's slightly surprised gaze, he jumped back and flashed into the spiritual world, but did not launch an attack. Instead, he took out the bottle of spirit gathering essence, unscrewed the lid and drank it into his mouth.

The drug, enough to drink twice, is drunk in one go, and the large dose will naturally bring a temporary improvement in control.

As the drug entered his mouth, as the strange sour taste spread, it was as if a bomb was thrown into Zhou Ke's mind. For a moment, he fell into a blank state where his thoughts stagnated, and then his thoughts exploded.

He could feel the psychic organs in his brain growing and cheering, and his thoughts seemed to have gathered into countless tentacles that spread to every corner of the world, space, and galaxies in an instant. Countless specious knowledge roared into his mind, like an invisible door that he had pushed open fiercely.

Knowledge
Or the "infusion of truth" has begun.

The spiritual energy in Zhou Ke's body began to grow exponentially, trying to make up for the growth he had lost in the two months when Weng Mingyue had suppressed his spiritual organs. At the same time, the "particle effects" that were entangled in the spiritual world in his eyes were also fading away rapidly.

The originally blurry spiritual world became clear in his eyes, just like the "clairvoyance" state described by the charlatan Mulan.

Not only can he see the spiritual world, but he can also see the source of spiritual energy through the spiritual world, the mysterious existence called "subspace" in a higher dimension.

He could hear the whispers, but he chose not to listen.

Don't you see what time it is now? Is this a good time to listen to your nagging?
He took off the crow mask and replaced it with the time mask. He then drew on the burst of psychic energy to temporarily enchant his weapon and pounced on Roger with a knife. He put on the resurrection armor and wanted to use this precious resurrection to exchange blood with the opponent.

But the moment the blade entered his body, Roger's figure disappeared on the spot like disintegrating yellow sand.

Zhou Ke turned around without hesitation and dragged the frozen Ajie to the fourth floor. A second later, Roger reappeared with a gun and started shooting. The powerful psychic bullets hit Ajie like a cannonball explosion. Roger, holding the gun in one hand, swung his fingers, and the entire time maze started to move like building blocks.

Upside down, misplaced left to right, every area is like a wheel being turned, and even the handrails and steps of the stairs have become living things that hinder progress.

This may be another reason why he wants to transform Institute No. 2 into a controllable time maze.

As a master specializing in time psychic energy, his combat effectiveness here would be enhanced to the point where he could fight with Wu Qinhu. Such a terrifying "terrain advantage" basically cut off Zhou Ke's chance of escape, but then he smashed the half-empty hourglass in his arms hard on the rotating steps at hand.

The time hourglass modified by the evil eagle shattered, and the chaotic quicksand scattered, disrupting Roger's spellcasting. The twisting terrain was out of control for a moment, and Zhou Ke seized the opportunity to drag Ajie into a torn time layer.

Roger frowned.

He was ready to continue chasing.

Zhou Ke is one of the most important targets and cannot be given up here.

But today is not his lucky day. Just as he was tracing back the turbulence of time, bad news came to him.

"Little Acholi's private army has invaded the benchmark hall! They are carrying multiple levels of proton bombs to destroy the benchmark that is being stripped! We used time freeze to prolong the explosion of the bomb, but it won't last long.

Sir, support is needed here!"

"Wait!"

Roger turned and left without hesitation.

It is obvious which one is more important, the benchmark or Zhou Ke. The time maze has entered a "controllable out-of-control" state under his control. Zhou Ke shattered the hourglass in his hand, which means that he is also trapped in this area.

It's like a cat jumping into a cage. No matter how hard it tries, it can't change the fate of being imprisoned.

At the same time, Zhou Ke and Ajie fell all the way along the time layer, and fell for a full four minutes in an underground structure that was clearly only six stories high before hitting the ground.

Wuneng's positioning program has been tangled in the chaotic structure of time and space. This guy is howling to reset the four-dimensional coordinate system, but this task obviously cannot be completed in a short time.

What's more troublesome is Ajie.

His time freeze had disappeared, but the physical damage he suffered from being hit several times by Roger's strange gun was not great. However, wrinkles appeared on Ajie's face, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

That gun can speed up the time it takes to hit a target, so perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it an "aging gun."

"Ajie is going to die!"

Wu Neng shouted:
"He was forcibly accelerated to the state of 'rotten wood'. Remember what Weng Mingyue said? He began to decline. That bastard stole what little time Ajie had left."

"I know, I know, stop howling!"

Zhou Ke laid Ajie, who was gasping for breath like a fish out of water and about to die of thirst, flat on the ground. He stroked Ajie's wrinkled face and yelled at some phantom sound that had been chattering in his ears.

He wanted to save Ajie, and now there was only one last way left.

Zhou Ke took out the heaviest madman's mask in his hand from his arms.

He looked at the scarlet mask with black ghost patterns painted on it, and recalled the previous speculations and discussions of that charlatan Mulan.

Mulan himself was not sure how accurate his judgment of Zhou Ke's ability was. It was very likely that the mask would cause Ajie to explode and die within a few seconds of "returning" to his body, but there was really no other way now.

Zhou Ke took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes, lit one for himself and passed one to Ajie who was lying on the ground. He looked at Ajie's face which was wrinkled with pain. Perhaps Ajie himself also felt that death was approaching. His personal emotions had never been so vivid. He reached out and clasped Zhou Ke's wrist.

He wanted to say something.

But his broken personality made it impossible for him to organize his wandering language, and he could only shout out the word he said most often over and over again.

"Jiejie."

"I know."

Zhou Ke took a deep breath and threw away the cigarette he had only taken two puffs of. He pressed down Ajie and put the madman's mask on his face.

He whispered:

"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God, brother. I may not be a good boss, but this is the last chance for you and me. If you want to punch that idiot Roger in the face a few times to vent your anger, then behave yourself!
I knew very early on that you would turn your life into a ball of fireworks.

Now is the time for you to ignite yourself and rush towards the brightest moment. "

"what!!!"

A roar of pain came from Ajie's mouth.

He was struggling frantically as if he was experiencing some unbearable torture. If he was not weak due to old age and Zhou Ke's physical enhancement was really powerful, this wave would not be able to suppress his struggle.

Zhou Ke pressed the mask onto Ajie's face, just like water torture.

The good news is that Mulan guessed right.

This mask formed by Ajie's energy began to "melt" the moment it came into contact with Ajie, and the biological energy purified by Zhou Ke outside the body began to "return" at this moment.

The bad news is that Mullan didn't guess all of them right.

Just from Ajie's reaction at this moment, it can be seen that the return of this thing is definitely not a smooth sailing.

Ajie is a biochemical warrior who has done a "pain editor". His pain nerves are many times duller than those of ordinary people, but even so, the pain he feels is like the struggle of killing a New Year pig. It is conceivable how terrible the incidental damage in the process of the mask's return will be.

"Can most people stand this? It must be extremely painful, right?"

Zhou Keru pressed Ajie like the most cruel executioner, forcing him to complete this execution-style promotion, while thinking in his heart:
"Come on, this thing can indeed purify energy, but the plan of relying on this wall mount to mass-produce sublimators is bankrupt. However, considering that I am not a sublimator yet, perhaps after I upgrade, the poor 'user experience' of this thing can be improved?
But no matter what, Ajie, you have finally made it today."

(End of this chapter)