Chapter 251: Little People’s Vigilance Dimension God Reappears
The next moment, the office door opened, and a gloomy White walked straight in, kicked the door casually, and looked around his office.
This kind of scrutiny and superior gaze made Pierre extremely uncomfortable, and he said coldly: "White, if you don't stay in the dimensional laboratory, why are you here?"
White's eyes swept across his face indifferently, and he sat on the chair in front of him, minding his own business, and said indifferently: "Stop pretending, how is your research on the so-called engine that uses dimensional energy as fuel? ”
Suddenly, for some reason, White suddenly felt that the temperature in the room had dropped a little, and he felt a little creepy for no reason.
Pierre, on the other hand, was a little confused and frowned: "What engine?"
Seeing him pretending to be like this, White had some murmurs in his heart. Is there really any breakthrough?
“I saw it when I came here. The shabby experimental environment in your R&D department cannot support this kind of experiment at all.”
“Also, I didn’t see you bring it into the dimensional world for experiments yesterday. The folding motorcycle in the room, you still have a hidden laboratory?"
White stared at Pierre and asked: "What are you studying so much?"
Pierre's pupils suddenly shrank, and his whole body trembled.
The folding motorcycle brought into the dimension laboratory?
What the hell? Why do you bring that thing with you?
Why does he have no relevant memory?
He couldn't help but wanted to ask a question, but when he saw the scrutinizing look on White's face, he held back and snorted: "I am directly responsible to the leader, and there is no need to explain to you what I did. ”
"Okay, I have something to do now. I have to complete the task ordered by the leader. Are you sure you want to continue to disturb me?"
White's face was ugly, and he just sneered: "You are not overestimating your capabilities."
said After that, he left here. As soon as he walked out of the door, he broke into a cold sweat for some reason. The air conditioner in the R&D department actually made him shiver.
Looking back at Pierre's laboratory, his expression was gloomy and he snorted coldly before leaving.
After confirming that White had left, a layer of dense beads of sweat appeared on Pierre's calm face. His face became pale, his whole body was trembling slightly, and his heart was beating rapidly.
Combined with his occasional trance during this period, this gave him an extremely uneasy premonition.
Thinking of the folding motorcycle that White just mentioned, he took a deep breath and calmed down a little.
Then he opened the video terminal and found a contact through the intranet. He was quickly connected: "Minister, are you looking for me?"
Pierre tried to calm down his voice and said calmly. The voice said: "Send me a copy of the surveillance video of me going out yesterday, until I walked out of the R&D department."
The other party seemed a little confused, and after a moment of silence, he responded: "Okay."
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Pierre turned off the video terminal and kept exhaling, inhaling, exhaling, inhaling, trying to calm down his trembling thighs and restless arms.
After waiting for a few more minutes, a piece of packaged data was sent. He mustered up the courage to open it and take a look. His pupils suddenly dilated, as if he had been struck by lightning.
The beating of his heart was like thunder. His face flushed first, and then quickly faded away. He was as pale as a piece of paper, and his eyes were in a trance.
In the surveillance video played on the screen in front of him, when he walked out of the office, he was holding a piece of silver-white metal in his hand.
However, there was no memory related to this piece of metal in his own mind.
The surveillance records clearly showed that he looked calm, no different from usual.
This short five-minute surveillance video was played in front of his screen countless times.
Pierre looked in pain, holding his head, trying to remember.
Vaguely, he seemed to really recall that he walked into the door of the dimensional laboratory with a silver-white metal block.
But he really couldn't remember what happened after that.
All he knew was that he met with Chief Konite to report on the monitoring data, and then the other party let him leave.
During this period, there was no such thing as this silver-white metal block.
How could this happen?
His face was full of fear, and he stood up and walked quickly to the door of the office, but the coldness that came from nowhere made him suddenly calm down.
He didn't know how to explain it. , within the coverage of the Eternal Boundary, there should be no psychic energy that can interfere with him.
But he is out of control. Holding that silver-white metal block of unknown content...oh...White said it was a folding motorcycle.
This made him even more puzzled, how could he bring this thing in? Who is behind this?
Who will believe it when I explain it myself?
He thought of the way traitors were treated within the organization.
His hands and feet were cold and he almost collapsed on the ground, barely holding on to the wall before sitting back in his chair.
"I was discovered..." Li Ming watched Pierre's various reactions quietly, not surprised.
There are surveillance probes everywhere in the Torch Organization. As long as Pierre sees the video of himself holding the metal block, the secret will be revealed.
However, he already had a plan.
"Pierre..."
With his eyes straight, Pierre, who was slumped on the cushioned seat, vaguely heard someone calling his name.
He didn't react at all the first time. It wasn't until the second time that he shuddered and realized that it was not an illusion.
"This... really has a sound..." Pierre's face was filled with shock. In the realm of eternity, could there be psychic abilities?
"You, who are you? Are you doing something secretly?" He couldn't help but said, looking around at the ceiling hastily.
"I have many names, but the one you are most familiar with should be Dimensional God."
The other party's empty, calm, and waveless response made Pierre freeze again.
Dimensional gods! ?
He is no stranger to this name. There are many rumors within the organization. The most famous record is guiding the fireworks to make Coyle kill Isius, which caused a sensation within the organization.
It is said that the leaders believe that it is not an ordinary dimensional creature, but rather powerful.
He swallowed, but he became suspicious again: "You, how do you prove it?"
"How do you want me to prove it?"
"This..." Pierre was stunned for a moment, with many thoughts passing through his mind. He couldn't help but point to the surveillance video that was still playing in a loop on the screen and said, "Are you controlling me?"
"No..." The voice denied: "It wasn't me. It was this incident that made me focus on you."
"Focus on me? Can you observe the entire Torch Base?" Pierre couldn't help but be surprised, "How? Maybe, this is the coverage of the Eternal World, and the power of creatures from other dimensions will cause Balzacs to fight back."
The voice was calm and indifferent: "I am here"
<. br>Pierre couldn't help but take a breath, either Balzacs didn't notice the dimensional gods at all, or Balzacs didn't dare to resist,
Pierre swallowed and asked cautiously, "If it wasn't you, who controlled me?"
"Should you turn off the surveillance probe in the room?"
This reminded Pierre, and he hurriedly opened his smart terminal. The surveillance probe in this room was not connected to the Torch Organization's system, but his own smart terminal.
Seeing myself panicking and yelling into the empty room on the screen, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and hurriedly deleted it.
"The person controlling you is the same person you are looking for." Li Ming said,
"The same one..." Pierre was puzzled at first, and then his face changed slightly, "Is it the spy that the leader asked me to find?" "Who is he? Is he Qinglong?"
Qinglong? You actually doubt me?
Li Ming was speechless, but Cornette did not tell Pierre any more information, so the other party naturally became more suspicious.
“The other party has the power of creatures from other dimensions to protect him, and I’m still looking for it.”
"What? But this is the territory of Balzacs, and it will not allow life in other dimensions..." Pierre was stunned again, he hesitated, thinking that this was impossible.
But the dimensional god who was talking to him did it.
Another dimensional life form at the same level as the dimensional gods?
Why do they all focus on the organizational base?
“That’s why the other party can use their spiritual power to bewitch you.”
"What exactly does he want to do?" Pierre couldn't help but ask, "Who is that dimensional creature?"
"You don't need to know, you just need to know, I will help you find him."
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"This..." Pierre hesitated: "Why are you looking for me? Can't you just talk to the leader directly?"
"Your leader doesn't have to help me, but you can only listen. Mine.”
Pierre Moran speculated that this might be a struggle between creatures with highly intelligent dimensions.
Indeed, the leader of his family will not necessarily help the dimensional gods, but will help the dimensional creature with the highest bid.
But I have been manipulated into doing certain things. If I don’t find out the truth, I will only die.
It seems that I have no choice, but after all, this is for the Torch Organization to find out the enemy's insiders, and it is not considered a betrayal of the organization.
"How are you going to help me?" Pierre gathered his emotions.
“I can tell you that the method used by the other party to communicate with the outside world is distributed data decompilation.”
Pierre's expression was strange. He felt inexplicable when such professional words were spoken from the mouth of this mysterious dimensional god, but then he had a flash of inspiration:
"I understand, what you mean is that he used It’s our data flow.”
“Our data flow is equivalent to a newspaper. What he does is to cut out what he wants to say and the other party’s response from the newspaper.”
"No wonder the overall data flow has no fluctuations."
"But..." He was helpless, "This kind of decompiler uses a specific encoding. If you don't know the specific encoding, it is almost impossible to Impossible to translate.”
"I know part of it."
Pierre's expression was shocked, and he operated quickly under the guidance of the Dimension God.
"...I need the inside of the Torch Organization now..."
This voice is calm and indifferent. Under the effect of data compilation, it resembles a female voice.
Pierre's pupils shrank, was it really compiled?
Of course, Li Ming didn't know the specific encoding used by Deyes, but he knew the conversation between the two parties and could directly perform reverse derivation.
"Is there more?" Pierre couldn't help but ask. This is only part of the code, and the data is too small to be cracked by analogy.
"Not yet. I need to break through the other party's blockade to know more information, but you'd better not alert the enemy."
Pierre nodded, understanding this truth. After a slight hesitation, He whispered: "You...can you help me, in case I am controlled again..."
"I will build a spiritual defense for you, and then you will be in a trance for a moment."
"Yes..." Pierre looked excited and prepared.
The next moment, a pocket watch fell from the sky.
Not long after, Pierre suddenly woke up from his chair, looked around, then glanced at the time, and found that he had disappeared for a few minutes.
But he remembers everything that happened before very clearly, including the communication with the dimensional gods and the spiritual defense that the dimensional gods built for him.
No more fear of being controlled.
He was so excited that he couldn't help but clenched his fists. Being involved in the fight between two great dimensional beings made him quite frightened, but it might also be an opportunity!
"By the way, there is also the matter of assembling the battleship. I need a few more words of advice." He seemed to suddenly remember and called Zog in.
The hidden dangers on Peel's side have been suppressed, and a hook has been planted that can be activated at any time to expose Deyes' face.
And planted several key hints for later use.
Li Ming has now hidden in Zog’s shadow, thinking:
"The assembly of conventional warships does not require core R&D personnel like Zog, but the assembly of the main ship class requires them to do it themselves."
"I can use components with similar appearances to replace the main ship's components. But for professionals like them, they can find something wrong with the main gun during the installation process before they can wait for the test. "
"So, they need to plant a hint to let them deliberately ignore the main gun. There’s something wrong with the gun.”
Li Ming had already known that the Torch Organization’s battleship assembly line would have no less than 10,000 operators even with the aid of various instruments.
Assembling various types of battleships at the same time, trying to hypnotize these people one by one, and plant hints is a huge project, and it is almost impossible to do it in ten days.
But the main ship-level assembly uses the core members of the R&D department, always the same three to four hundred people. If you move quickly, it will take about ten days.
They are basically D-level or even F-level life forms, and it is difficult to detect that they are hypnotized.
"Zog, why are you so sleepy and being scolded by the minister?" In front of the large workbench, the bald man couldn't help but joked, and a piece of deck was pulled over the head,
"How can there be... Zog shook his head: "The minister just gave me a few words, but I feel like I haven't had a good rest recently, and I'm often in a trance."
"Me too..." The bald man raised his eyebrows, "Maybe it's because of the workload recently." It’s relatively big, just get through this period.”
"That's right." Zog thought deeply, and then went to another workbench.
On the ground, shadows that are difficult to detect with the naked eye are constantly beating.
The personnel responsible for assembling the main ship have long been decided. Li Ming hypnotized Zog and took him to find them one by one.
It would definitely not be completed in one day. In the end, a total of forty-two people were hypnotized and hints were planted in their hearts.
In the next few days, after Li Ming finished his time in the core laboratory, he went to hypnotize the R&D personnel responsible for the assembly of the main ship.
Time passed by in this repetitive process. The Torch Base was operating normally, and no one could notice the waves surging under the surface of the water.
In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.
(End of this chapter)