There are researchers' protection cabins on each floor, and Carl takes Moqiong to the other end of the corridor.

This is like a huge well. The inner wall of the well has corridors on each floor and spiral downwards. When you lie on the railing, you can see the negative floor upwards and the negative floor downwards.

Only the main stairway in the institute can run through the upper and lower levels, extending from the surface to the minus tenth floor.

Except for the main elevator, there are only elevators with negative one to negative five, and elevators with negative five to negative ten, and the two elevators are not connected.

Among them, there are minus one to minus five, and there is also the spiral downward walking path in front of you.

Mo Qiong could see that in order to save time, the fighters on each floor above minus 5 flipped down from the railings and fell on the square in the middle of the minus 5 f f f.

He jumped two or three floors high and didn't even take any slowdown measures. He just fell down like this and landed steadily.

The man in white who jumped down from four or five floors, sprayed down from his hands in his combat uniform, and the high-pressure airflow was slightly buffered, allowing them to land safely.

"Don't think about going down, the more dangerous it is. I recommend you to go to the bottom layer. If the harm of the containment will spread there, it is useless to hide wherever you are. Everyone may die." Carl said.

Mo Qiong nodded and saw Carl coming to a white door, which seemed to have on every floor.

He opened the door and lay in a narrow cabin behind the door. Mo Qiong saw many tubes fixed to Carl, which relieved most of the known toxins or stabilized his injuries.

Although Carl said that the protection cabin was similar to finding a room to lock the door and hide, it still had many benefits after all.

Nutrients, water and air are basic guarantees. Even if a person is locked in it for a few weeks, he will not be suffocated to death and starve to death. Even if he is seriously injured, this protective compartment can still be transfusions and inject drugs to stabilize his injuries.

It also has multiple super-effective batteries, and even if the entire institute is powered off, it will not be powered off.

In general, it is much safer than finding a room casually. The reason why it is an iron coffin is only relative to some storage objects.

"The access control will be given to you. It can open most rooms. You can find a room to hide and wait for rescue." Carl handed over his identity card.

"Leave the gun for me too!" Mo Qiong said when he was lying down.

After hearing Carl said it was so dangerous, Mo Qiong still thought it would be better to be a little bit self-defense.

Carl thought about it and actually handed the pistol to Mo Qiong.

"Okay, if necessary, you can commit suicide to avoid becoming a monster. If you really become a monster, the rescue troops will directly kill you when they find you, because no matter whether you want it or not, they may kill everyone." Carl's words are very realistic.

Mo Qiong frowned and said, "Can Taotie turn people into monsters?"

"It's not Taotie, but some other containment items in this institute may turn you into monsters. The real terrible thing about the failure of containment is that the out-of-control containers often destroy some measures of containment items that will not be out-of-control, which will lead to more containment items being out of control." Carl said solemnly.

Mo Qiong took a deep breath. No wonder Carl was so nervous. If it was just Taotie, they could contain it once, so they would contain it again.

But the problem is not that simple. Taotie is a living creature. This sudden out-of-control will lead to more and more storage objects being out of control.

The more out-of-control confinement items, the more complicated the situation is. Judging from Carl's tone, the failure of the containment may kill the entire institute.

"Take care, I hope we all survive." Carl finally said and closed the protection compartment.

Mo Qiong saw the protection cabins closed layer by layer, and finally took Carl all the way to the depths of the wall, and then the white door on the surface of the wall was also blocked tightly.

From outside, it is impossible to see someone in this thick wall.

"Tsk..." Mo Qiong lay on the railing and looked down. All the combatants had already gone deeper through the elevator on the fifth floor.

Of course, they also left one person to guard the elevator on the fifth floor.

"What am I going to do?" So far, everything looks safe.

However, Mo Qiong knew that the danger might spread soon, and he was not prepared to find a room on the upper floor to hide as Carl said.

That's too passive. If you hide, you will encounter danger, which means that things are irreversible.

Mo Qiong believed that he had the power to fight. The key was how to use it and who to use it, that is, knowing oneself and the enemy.

"As a research area, there must be a lot of information about the containment. I just don't know if I can check some of the ID card he gave me."

The matter is urgent and Carl gave him the identity card, which obviously means that at this moment, some rules are not required to be pedantic.

Otherwise, if you are a normal person, where can you give a researcher’s identity card?

Now the passage from the underground area to the surface has been blocked, forming a dilemma. Give him the ID card to him, which means that he can use it.

"drop……"

Mo Qiong opened a room and saw that it was an empty room similar to the one he had before, so he immediately turned to the next one.

If you find a place similar to an office space, search for information immediately.

Paper with text, smart handwriting tablets like reports, and computers.

"I can't open it..." Mo Qiong looked at each computer. There was a slot that was obviously a swiping ID card, but Mo Qiong tried it and found that Carl's ID card could not open these computers.

"This identity card is really just an access control?"

Mo Qiong looked at the identity card and found that there was a number: 13810.

Looking at each computer, there are also places with numbers marked, some of which are the same, and some are different.

"Okay, this card can only turn on his own computer."

Where is Carl's office? Mo Qiong knows where he can only find the corresponding number slowly.

However, the numbers here are all messy, or it is the staff number, which has nothing to do with the location distribution of the office.

Who said that 13809 is next to 13810? Next to 10682.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be able to find one by one with the stupidest method.

But Mo Qiong didn't need it. He just threw out a hair and followed it and found Carl's room soon.

The logo on each computer is the same, the only difference is the number, so just change the number to 1310 in your mind and you can find it.

"I was actually on the fourth floor." Mo Qiong followed Mao all the way, and before he was idle, he opened the rooms passing by to see if there was any paper information.

When he arrived at the fourth floor of the brigade, he was already holding a large stack in his hand.

"I can't understand..." Mo Qiong thought that what these people were studying was only the characteristics of the containment.

However, he was wrong. The printed paper materials were all obscure professional terms. After reading the whole article, it was either an academic report centered on some kind of slime or a kind of virus prevention idea.

There are also speculations about a new alloy, arguments for a certain possible anti-aging scheme, or research on how to make the brain half dormant and half excited.

Although I can't understand it, Mo Qiong probably knows what the researchers are doing.

That is, just like a topic essay, we study technology according to the troubles caused by the containment.

It does not force the characteristics of the containment, but saves people in a curve. If the containment makes people sleep one year older, then we will study techniques that make people do not need to sleep.

When soldiers come to block the enemy, water comes to cover the earth. Cleverly use the characteristics of the containment objects to suppress the containment objects.

However, these materials cannot tell the characteristics of the containment, because it is too detailed.

It’s not that there is no analysis report, but after reading the analysis report for a long time, Mo Qiong didn’t know which part of the containment was studying, whether the containment was alive or dead.

He needs to find general and general reports, rather than so professional, and he doesn't know what he is talking about after reading for a long time.

"Who is it! Who is it!" When Mo Qiong came to the fourth floor of the brigade, he was about to find Carl's office, he suddenly heard a voice growling in a depressing voice.

Mo Qiong was also startled and hurriedly threw a stack of paper on the ground, aiming the pistol at the direction of the sound, even if he didn't even open the insurance.

I saw a young man in blue clothes squatting there in front of a door, his hands were handcuffed, and he locked him on a small steel ring at the access control area with another pair of handcuffs.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, both of them were very alert, but soon everyone knew that they were allergic to them.

The young man looked at Mo Qiong and said, "Are you a restrictor?"

The restricted person's clothes are casual and loose, like a hospital gown, and you can recognize it at a glance.

But Mo Qiong looked at him, but also recognized his identity: "Are you a D-class person?"

There are numbers on the left chest of a young man, d-80083.

"Help me unlock it, please!" The young man said hurriedly when he saw Mo Qiong had a gun in his hand.

Mo Qiong shook his head and walked straight past him.

Obviously, this D-class personnel was tortured here by people from the Blue and White Society. The situation was urgent. They did not have much time to manage the D-class personnel, so they did not take them back to their original cell, but were casually sent to the side of the road.

Seeing that Mo Qiong ignored him, the young man became anxious and kept saying, "Please, I'm very safe."

"Everyone is Chinese, please do a favor and don't ignore me."

"Don't leave! Where are you from? Maybe we are fellow villagers!"

The young man said like a cannon, but Mo Qiong just silently passed him, opened the access control, and walked into a door next to him.

"What? Do you have an access control card?" The young man burst into tears. He looked at Mo Qiong walking into the room next to him with envy. The steel gate closed automatically.

With the protection of the room cast by alloy walls, how safe it is compared to being cured on the roadside...

"Don't leave me behind, take me in! It's very dangerous here! It's very dangerous here!"

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Chapter completed!