Chapter 687: Chapter 685 – The Moment of Feasting (Part 2)_1 Chapter 687: Chapter 685 – The Moment of Feasting (Part 2)_1 From the current situation, it seems that this dangerous research by the ambitious is taking a brute force approach.
Gathering anomalies through a vast number of test subjects and then analyzing and summarizing the data.
It’s somewhat similar to the Miracle Elixir when you think about it.
It’s not surprising, though, lacking theoretical support, this is the simplest and most effective method, only consuming more resources.
In fact, even though there is no signage along the way, one cannot rule out the possibility that this is the handiwork of Yasui Corp.
The first important reason for such a judgment is that, without exception, all those in the same orange uniforms as oneself are Transcendents.
That’s right, although most of them barely count as small fry in terms of power, I have yet to meet an ordinary person so far.
A test composed entirely of Transcendents.
Such a feat isn’t something an ordinary organization could achieve.
Moreover, it’s different from mere operations, this is basically using Transcendents as guinea pigs.
Without sufficient measures to constrain them, it would be impossible to get these mini-superheroes to voluntarily do this.
Secondly, the inside of the entire building gives off a rather special feeling.
It seems that some method is being used to suppress observation and perception.
Even Fu Qian could only “observe” the contents within a nearby range.
Combined with what’s mentioned in the introduction, as a secret Underground Research Facility, using such methods to avoid information leaks and minimize impact on the outside world can be considered normal operation.
That’s also why Fu Qian deliberately acted out of the ordinary.
Although the conditions for completing the mission haven’t appeared yet, as a special personnel, there should be more opportunities to be evaluated and access more information.
Otherwise, I might just be dismissed outright, and forcefully coming back to such a tightly guarded place might make the situation even more intense.
…
These people seem very dedicated, and Fu Qian didn’t have to wait long; the sound of a door opening came from not far away.
“Mr. 9527?”
Two unfamiliar-faced guards entered, one of them holding a sheet of paper, glanced at it and asked.
“Yes.”
With a sigh, the sadness of “many misdeeds invite retribution” overwhelmed me once again.
“Come with me.”
After signaling for Fu Qian to follow, the guards flanked him front and back, leading him along.
From the direction, it could be seen that this was not the way back, most likely not taking me for another psychological evaluation.
Fu Qian walked while silently making his judgments.
As expected, the two quickly escorted him to an elevator, entered it, and pressed the button to go up.
Fu Qian swept a glance, confirming that the elevator display showed three levels, with the current position being the middle one.
Of course, as a secret research facility, the probability that this elevator could go to all places was not high, it was difficult to say there were only three levels.
In silence, the elevator doors soon opened again.
While being escorted, Fu Qian observed the new level above.
Compared to the prison style below, this place finally had the feel of a research facility.
Although still largely metallic, the overall layout was much more spacious and bright.
Of course, within the straight corridor, one could still see numerous thick partition doors, with safety measures being well in place.
After the guards took Fu Qian through two doors consecutively, he “saw” his fellow travelers for the first time.
It was a man of medium stature with dark skin, sparse hair, and lackluster eyes.
At the moment, he was wearing the same clothes as me, seemingly just brought out from one of the rooms.
[Brother 1439]
As we brushed past the man, who seemed unresponsive to everything around him, Fu Qian still observed him carefully, and unsurprisingly, found a number on his back.
Brother 1439 quickly left, and before Fu Qian could take further action, he was brought to the same spot.
“Dr. Cynthia, Mr. 9527 has arrived.”
The two guards stood aside, one of them speaking through an intercom on the wall, and soon a door in front of me silently opened.
After signaling Fu Qian to head inside, the two people didn’t follow but directly left.
“Please have a seat.”
The interior looked like a normal office now.
Behind the grey, long table was a relatively young woman, at least in appearance.
Compared to the prior Demon Doctor, this woman’s image was undoubtedly much better.
Also clad in a white lab coat, she appeared to be around thirty, with refined features and a calm expression.
However, at this moment, her face was devoid of smiles, embodying the image of an elite scientific researcher.
“Thank you for voluntarily participating in this test, I am Cynthia.”
After indicating for Fu Qian to sit down in front of her, the woman referred to as doctor continued introducing herself.
“Fortunately, we have identified some anomalies from you.”
While speaking, she glanced at a piece of paper in her hand, which bore a meticulously standard drawing of a clock.
Clearly, Brother Demon Doctor had submitted potentially suspicious subjects after preliminary screening.
“Can you tell me about your experience in the test room?”
“I cannot.”
Fu Qian’s response was remarkably firm, straightforward, and honest.
After all, he had absolutely no recollection of anything called a test room.
As a test subject, being clear about this aspect was less likely to arouse suspicion.
“I do not have any memory of that process now.”
Hmm?
Dr. Cynthia looked at Fu Qian.
“You don’t remember anything?”
“Right.”
“Do you remember your own name?”
“Isn’t it 9527?”
Fu Qian seemed surprised.
“It seems it indeed affected some of the content.”
Cynthia muttered to herself, then continued to ask Fu Qian a few more questions.
Fu Qian answered everything he knew, playing the part of someone whose memory had been affected by a special test perfectly.
“Alright, Mr. 9527, it has been a pleasure talking with you.”
After an efficiently conducted conversation, Cynthia finally took a deep breath.
“Given your situation, you need to re-enter the test room once more. I hope you can cooperate.”
“Of course, according to the rules, this will be recorded in your additional contributions, allowing you to offset past mistakes more quickly.”
Is he really a lower-level employee who has made mistakes within the organization?
For Fu Qian, a simple few words were enough to deduce many things.
Therefore, Cynthia’s words quickly led him to make connections, and he had no objections.
After all, he was just as curious about the legendary test room.
Moreover, although Dr. Cynthia seemed polite, it wasn’t really a request.
…
Soon a guard appeared again, this time the elevator descended directly to the very bottom level.
These security measures were comparable to the Night Watchmen Base’s sealed area.
Stepping out of the elevator to the dull sound of unlocking, an excessively thick metal door slowly opened before him, and Fu Qian saw a familiar figure.
Not surprised, Fu Qian walked forward and quickly approached Brother 1349.
This person still had that dispirited look, his eyes blankly staring in some direction.
It seemed this was the test room he was about to re-enter.