Hausen and Churchill continued to move forward. The boy in the third lattice room was similar to the two lattice rooms in the front, except that the number on the forehead of the mask became 3.

There were large and small fitness equipment in the room. When the two passed by, the boy was lifting dumbbells to exercise his arm muscles. Suddenly, he saw a stranger outside, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

Churchill pulled Hausen and hid far away until he couldn't feel the cold gaze before he continued to move forward and arrived at the fourth lattice room.

There were books in it. The young man with a mask and a number "4" printed on his forehead sat on the high stacked books, placing his toes like a ballerina, stretching his body, and reciting with affection: "Ride on the wings of this song, my dear, follow me; go to the bank of the Ganges, the most beautiful place; the garden is full of red flowers, the moon is radiating light; the magnolia is waiting there, waiting for her little sister. Violet whispers with a smile, looking up at the bright stars..."

The two continued to move forward. The fifth lattice room was empty, with only one bed, and an abstract painting at the head of the bed was a beauty looking at the red sky and the black moon.

There were two people in the sixth lattice room. Seeing a boy with a mask on his forehead, Churchill was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the guy who should have stayed in the fifth lattice room would visit him.

If it was a walk between friends, it would be fine, but the key was that the two teenagers were having a verbal battle.

"Don't touch me, you pervert." The fifth boy looked disgusting.

The sixth boy held a painting and ignored the vicious words of the fifth boy. He said excitedly: "This is art, this is masterpiece. It is so bright and colorful, so unforgettable, so profound... It is more beautiful than the painting you hang on the head of your bed."

Looking at the dark brown palm prints on the paper and the twisted skull, Churchill shivered.

The fifth boy grabbed the painting and tore it in half, throwing it on the ground with force.

The sixth boy couldn't accept what was happening in front of him, and hugged his head and shouted wildly: "What did you do...What did you do..."

"Get out of here, you pervert. Immediately, immediately, disappear from me, I don't want to look at you again."

The sixth boy was still holding his head, his eyes wide open, and he looked at the shredded paper on the ground empty and unconsciously: "Blood...my blood...so beautiful blood..."

At this moment, a figure walked out of the fog. Without looking at Churchill and Hausen, he turned around and walked into the lattice room. He looked at the sixth boy who was on the verge of collapse and the fifth boy who was arrogant and shook his head: "Why are you... quarreling again?"

The boy with the masked number "9" on his forehead rubbed the head of the sixth boy, squatted down, picked up the shredded paper on the ground very carefully, and comforted him, "Leave it to me, I will splice them together and glue them together." After that, he looked at the fifth boy: "You should reject him in a more tactful tone, rather than like you are now."

When the three of them stood together, Hausen discovered a special situation. The boy with the masked forehead "5" and "6" had no wings behind it, and the boy with the masked forehead "9" had wings behind it, forming a very sharp contrast.

He didn't know what this meant, and he had more questions about the existence of this hall.

Churchill did not give him too much room to think and continued to walk forward.

The teenager's mask in the 7th lattice room has the number "7" on his forehead, standing in the center of the room like a sculpture, as if thinking about something big in life.

The 8th lattice room is different from what I saw before. The furnishings inside look like a miniature cinema, and a huge curtain with a wall size is showing a classic love film.

There was only one audience member below. The mask originally worn on his face was placed on the seat next to him. With the dim light, you could see the number "8" engraved on his forehead.

The boy held a bucket of popcorn in his hand. While crying, he stuffed his mouth hard, and mixed tears and snot with popcorn, looking particularly sloppy.

The two of them did not pause and continued to move forward. When they arrived at the 9th lattice room, they found that there was no one inside. They thought that the boy with the mask and the number "9" engraved on his forehead had not come back yet.

When they arrived at the 10th lattice room, they found two people in the room, one with wings behind them, the letter "j" was engraved on the mask's forehead, and the other without wings behind them, and the number "10" was engraved on the mask's forehead.

The boy with the masked number "10" engraved on his forehead said in a very gossipy tone: "Those two guys are quarreling again, I wonder if they will fight... I really hope they will fight, so there will be a lot of fun and it won't be so boring."

"Hey, hey... okay, don't be so cold, I know you're bored too, the room is so dark and you're wearing a mask."

"I really hope to have a vacation in a place with sunny beaches and beautiful waves..."

"By the way, you haven't said that you like mountains, water, women, or men."

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Hausen curled his lips: "What I hate the most is the chatterbox, buzzing like a fly. Don't they know that this is annoying?"

Churchill didn't say anything, his eyes fixed on the face of the young man with the letter "j" engraved on his forehead. He always felt a little gloomy, which made people feel a little uneasy from the bottom of his heart, as if there was a poisonous snake hidden behind the mask.

They continued to walk forward and found that the 11th lattice room was pitch black, the curtains were tightly pulled, and they could not see the situation inside.

The 12th lattice room has nothing, it is empty, and seems to have been abandoned for a long time.

On the wall of the 13th lattice room was a boy without wings. The symbols on the mask were difficult to identify because they were painted with various lines, which were even more complex and colorful than the Peking Opera mask.

They were looking at him, and he was looking at them, looking curious about why 2 strangers appeared here.

The two of them kept walking forward.

Churchill said without looking back: "Seeing those teenagers...what did you think of?"

Hausen has always been rude, but it doesn't mean he has no brains. He pondered for a moment and said, "If I'm not wrong, they are those problematic teenagers who have been abandoned by their parents and the government."

Churchill nodded and frowned and said, "Don't you think those masks, and the numbers on the forehead of the mask, have a deeper meaning?"

Hausen said word by word: "The Abyss Knight..."

"I don't understand why they did this? What's the point?" Churchill said inexplicably: "This room... is very evil." He used the word "evil". Because the scenes he saw along the way seemed to be nothing horrible on the surface. The room was clean and everything was very real, but when he carefully thought about certain details, he always felt like he was furrowing all over his body. It was like... looking at the wax figures in the wax museum through the window.

Hausen nodded: "I also feel a little weird."

As they spoke, the two walked a distance, and the smoke covered the road behind them. They could no longer see the boy who drew a mask, but there was something unusual in front of them.

The 12th lattice room was empty, which made the two of them puzzled. When they saw the boy wearing a pure gold mask sitting on the pure gold seat, they saw the letter "q" on the forehead of the mask, and they were relieved.

It turns out that black q is here!

Unlike the 12 teenagers in front, the young man Q, who was engraved with the letter "q" on his forehead, looked at the two of them and stood up, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Hausen said, "My son, such a great power."

Churchill was not in the mood to tease the boy Q and asked back: "Where is this place? What is your relationship with the Abyss Knight?" Their understanding of the Abyss Knight was limited to the oral description of the Tang Fang. It was not easy to guess that the 13 Abyss Knights were corresponding to these teenagers. As for what this hall was used for, there was no concept at all.

The boy q walked down the steps step by step and said loudly: "This is my kingdom."

"Your Kingdom?" Hausen's lips twitched slightly, and he was very disdainful of the boy Q's crazy words. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy told them openly that this was his kingdom, and there was a sense of incongruity no matter how he looked at it.

He quickly walked towards the boy Q, and Churchill pulled it, but unfortunately he didn't hold it.

Hausen walked over, stretched out his fist, and slammed the boy Q's head with a thud.

Nothing happened... There was no danger, no resistance, no abnormality. The boy q squatted down with his head in his arms: "You dare to hit me, you dare to hit me..."

"Tsk." Hausen ignored him, walked up the steps, sat on the golden seat, and looked at Churchill below and said, "Well, it feels good."

Churchill said: "Are you referring to bullying children?"

"Don't worry about these details," Hausen said. "I'm talking about sitting in a chair and looking down at the view ahead, which feels great."

"I care more about another thing." Churchill walked around the young man Q with a painful expression, walked up the steps, walked to the front of the golden chair, looked at the console on the chair and said: "It's hard to imagine there is no ambush here."

"Maybe you can find the answer above." While speaking, he pointed to the middle of the control panel at the handrail.

"Damn it, you're still so reckless." Churchill didn't expect that he would do it as soon as he said he would do it. If the button he just touched was a self-destruct key, or there was some special verification procedure, I was afraid that the two of them would be unable to save their lives.

Hausen didn't speak, just shook the data cable in his hand.

Just when Churchill was puzzled by when he would connect the core of the control panel system, a blue light lit up along the edge of the platform where the golden chair was located. A gust of wind blew, blowing away the surrounding mist. The platform where the golden chair was located seemed to rise from the ground, climbing rapidly towards the sky.

Churchill hurriedly grabbed the armrest to stabilize his body. When he looked into the sky along Hausen's sight, a spiral hatch appeared in the place where the clouds and mist were originally shrouded in clouds and mist, and it was quickly unfolding, and the Rongjin chair platform passed through.

After a few breaths, as the overweight feeling faded, the golden chair platform stopped rising, the serrated member below ties with the movable floor, the blue light on the edge of the platform returned to the dimness, and the folding staircase unfolded again, intersecting the glass floor in front.

Churchill looked at the huge structure in the core of the room, not knowing what to say.

From a distance, it was a huge cylinder with green grids on the surface jumping up and down, changing into different combinations, radiating light of different brightness, extending to places that are invisible to the sky.

However, the most eye-catching thing is a transparent section 5 meters away from the ground. Through the outer wall of the glass, you can see that it is filled with white and blue energy, which is flashing slowly like a breathing lamp.

Under the transparent area, there are 7 special containers close to the column, which look similar to a mummy coffin from the appearance, but the styles are very different, with a full sense of electronic and mechanical, rather than a civil structure.

Hausen walked down the steps and walked forward for a while, suddenly looking down at the bottom and showing a look of astonishment.

Looking down from the transparent glass, you can clearly see the white space you just experienced, including the boy q, boy k, boy j, boy 10... and those grid rooms are all reflected in your eyes.

Boy 9 is still reasoning with Boy 5 and Boy 6. Boy 8 has a few more pieces of waste tissue under his feet. Boy 2 leaves the lattice room and walks lightly on the road leading to the distance...

Standing here and looking down, it feels like looking at another world from one world, there is a feeling of unreality.

Churchill did not pay much attention to the movements of the lower space. He focused his attention behind the transparent glass in the middle of the cylinder and suddenly remembered something - those energy groups composed of blue and white light of different colors, which looked like a brain image.

Could it be... this is a quantum computer unique to the Anubis Legion?

He suddenly remembered the operation methods of the Dark Bat-class destroyer and the Dark-class aircraft carrier, and thought about whether the following seven mummy coffins had special driving positions, including Anubis Legion soldiers. Unconsciously, he held the guns in his hand tightly and walked over with a vigilant attitude.

However, the semi-ring control platform that walked to the front of the cylindrical structure was not intercepted by the enemy.

After looking at the main control panel, Churchill connected the power armored data cable to the computer port and uploaded the virus program provided by Emma.

Perhaps because of the limited space station conditions, the firewall of the console is far less powerful than the firewall of the Underworld-class aircraft carrier. It took 15 minutes before and after, the virus program broke through the firewall of the console and obtained the highest permissions.

When he pressed the wake-up button, he called up the data about the system introduction from a bunch of documents. After browsing a small part of the content, cold sweat oozed out from his forehead and walked down his temples.

He finally figured out why he felt a very evil feeling in the lower space, because the role played by the boy q, boy k and other objects was the wax figure in the window.

Simply put, the white space below is similar to the showroom, the boy q, boy k and others are the collections of black q... The collections with the attributes of living people are like the various Barbie dolls collected by the little girl, like the various Transformers collected by the little boy.

These teenagers were shaped according to the personality characteristics of the Abyss Knights in Hei Q's impression, so they looked so awkward, as if the robots in the wax museum could move only expressiveness and no soul.
Chapter completed!