At this time, he glanced at Aiting. Aiting was not wearing a helmet yet. Her black "glue coat" with metallic luster tightly wrapped around her perfectly proportioned figure, reminding Meng Fei of the Xiaping Linghua in the killing city.

Killing the city?

Our world is definitely not so bloody.

In Meng Fei's design, there is no need to fight at all. Their outfits and weapons are only one in ten thousand accidents.

They and the Chiwu people who managed the here will miss each other very friendly. They took Qimei away, and the Chiwu people were responsible for cleaning the rooms.

Fifteen minutes later, Meng Fei and Aiting walked through the corridor where there was no one in a single person and walked through the camera openly.

The doll security guards have no fixed rules for patrolling the entire Bar Monastery, and the time is completely generated randomly by the security system's service program.

As long as it is program control, it is easy to do.

Meng Fei slightly modified the program to ensure that no patrol security guards would appear within the one and a half hours of the hour from 10 o'clock to 11:30.

This is actually just a simple conditional judgment on random numbers. Random numbers in a certain segment will never be generated.

At 10:30, Meng Fei, Aiting, Zhuque and Pusan ​​met in the center of the Bar Temple Hall.

Only Suzaku hates it and does not need military bones.

She changed into long boots, wore a seven-quarter black dress, a red translucent silk top, and a red hair spread out behind her head, without any weapons on her hands.

The other three were all dressed in black, walking in the dark night, silently dressed like shadows.

The lights in the corridors around the hall have been turned off, and there are several eternal lights on the dome. The lights around are much dimmer than during the day, but they are not yet at the point where you need to use a night vision device.

"The patrol security guards come to patrol in as fast as fifty minutes. You'd better finish within thirty minutes and leave twenty minutes to withdraw."

Poussan looked at the time on the screen fixed on his wrist and said to the other three.

"no problem."

Meng Fei and Aiting, Zhuque turned over and crossed the fence.

Poussan's task is to hide in the hidden place in the hall. If any other person or doll enter the hall, he will deal with it in time and issue a warning.

There is a deep pit in the middle of the fence. However, now it has been closed by a cage net composed of steel sticks with a thickness of wrists.

It is OK to use an angle grinder or an electric hacksaw to cut these things one by one, but it inevitably makes a sound.

Moreover, if these things are damaged, they will cause changes in the current on them, causing the security system to issue an alarm.

But for Meng Fei, as long as it is controlled by the program, it is easy to do. This agency is controlled by the server's "exhibition opening" notification. As long as it receives the notification of the exhibition opening, it will start it itself.

Meng Fei operated the touch screen on his wrist and set up a night exhibition on the security system, which is now.

A buzzing sound of motor came out. The steel rods began to automatically retract the holes in the surrounding walls. After a while, the door opened wide.

The three of them jumped into a pit about 100 square meters. The surroundings were solid reinforced concrete walls, which were integrated.

It is estimated that the Chiwu people who run Bar Temple were also scared by the tomb robbers who were good at digging holes, so they specially built such a large reinforced concrete pit.

Meng Fei spread seven or eight things shaped like mice on the surrounding walls.

These things are called "active silencers", which can actively emit waveforms that can offset them based on the sound waves received from the surroundings.

In the area surrounded by multiple active mutes, even if a relatively loud sound is emitted, it will be severely weakened.

After walking in, Meng Fei really felt the heavy weight of the large piece of glass that had sealed Qi Mei.

Its surface is not smooth and is engraved with fine marks, like the dust of time.

Meng Fei became very interested in this substance.

"scanning."

The system prompts that the scan result is indeed glass made by the ancient method of the God of Death Age.

"Age, what about time?"

While Meng Fei continued to make requests to his system, he touched the antique from thousands of years ago with his own hands. Although this thousand years was a few months ago for him.

Although the surface of the glass is covered with a light layer of gray matter, it is still as smooth as a mirror when applied with your hands.

He found that his system could only scan the surface of glass. Although it was transparent, it could not scan the interior and the beauty of the glass.

Is it because those inside the glass can remain stationary and resist the barrier of changing negative entropy? Scanning will inevitably bring about slight changes.

He considered various issues, but he did not consider how to break the large piece of glass. Because Zhuque said that she would do it.

"How would you dismantle this thing?"

In the history of the Death Empire, the "static stones" of the production country were all tempered whole pieces of glass, and the "static effect" containing negative entropy inside was extremely solid.

An ordinary hammer and a chisel cannot do anything to it.

Moreover, Meng Fei was worried that if he broke this thing directly, would Qi Mei in it be broken into several pieces?

"You take this and wait for Qi Mei to come out and inject her with the resurrection liquid immediately."

Zhuque threw his handbag to Meng Fei.

"You have so many bottles..."

Meng Fei felt a little confused.

"When the glass explodes, it's a bit loud. You have to protect my bag. This is my favorite bag."

Zhuque opened the bag and found the bottle inside, and carefully reminded him.

"Explosion? Protect your bag? How to protect it?"

Meng Fei was a little confused.

"When it explodes, you can just use your body to block my bag behind."

"My body? Protect your bag?"

At this moment, Meng Fei simply felt that the bird said, "I was born to love you" was lying to him.

It should be said that women are born for bags.

"You are wearing military bones, this explosion is fine."

Vermilion Bird's fingers with red nails pointed at a conspicuous transparent bottle in his bag, which was filled with red fluorescent liquid that was constantly flowing.

“This is the resurrection liquid.

“The syringe is here.

"The resurrection liquid is just this small bottle, don't shake your hands."

"OK."

"I will be resurrected in about one minute for the resurrection liquid. Then I will inject her soul."

"good."

"Aiting, just pay attention to the changes in the electric field in the glass coffin and guide the energy out and absorb it."

"good."

Aiting nodded while agreeing. Now for her, the electric field feels as natural as the temperature.
Chapter completed!