Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 1193: Chapter 910: Greenhouse_2

From the intercom came a hoarse voice: "C6 approaching maintenance well, everything’s clear, internal signal acquired, connect?"

"Connect it."

Instantly, a hellish scene appeared on the screen.

Everything in sight was a bloody blur, countless crimson shades spreading on the walls, pulsing like a heartbeat.

The once warm and spring-like Paradise had turned into a hair-raising eerie world.

Countless bizarre symbols squirmed on the walls, shadows ignoring the rules of physics, spreading under the light, in which strange bubbles continuously emerged.

Shape-shifting creatures, almost indistinguishable as human figures, twisted under the camera, staggering through the former office.

"The deep cycle has ended, forming a Hell Cycle."

The commander was silent for a moment, as everything was beyond salvation.

He picked up the intercom and ordered, "Begin setting up the ’Spring of Purification.’

"Wait a moment—"

Ai Qing suddenly said, "Switch back to the camera at that spot just now."

The image she referred to was of the internal garden.

Now vicious flowers had grown the teeth of beasts, starting to gnaw, while in the garden’s corner, two grotesque mutated forms leaned against the wall.

A muddled voice came through.

"... snoring... so annoying... replace it... is there any way..."

"Just put up with it... aren’t you..."

In the silence, the sharp noise of the conversation gradually ended, the two mutated forms turned and walked away in separate directions, leaving the tent in dead silence.

"It seems they still have some sanity," Ai Qing said.

"No, it’s worse than that."

The commander rubbed his nose, chuckling mockingly, "They don’t even realize they’ve mutated, maybe in their eyes, everything is normal."

They were already in Hell, along with their world.

"At least there’s a chance for communication, isn’t there?"

Ai Qing pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, "Before I came, I was equipped with codes and all access commands, perhaps we can still try."

"The chances aren’t high."

The commander shook his head. "Forgive my bluntness, the mutation is irreversible."

"The impact of the Spring of Purification might lead to worse consequences, this is a measure for sealing the items," Ai Qing said. "We must ensure the absolute stability of the sealed items, but as long as there’s a possibility, we should try."

The commander pondered for a moment, straightforwardly said, "This is your mission, Secretary Ai, if you wish to proceed, we won’t stop you, but you must understand, we have tasks as well. If you fail, we will not provide rescue."

"Yes, then just blow me up along with the target."

Ai Qing nodded in agreement, picked up the briefcase beside her, stood up with the aid of her cane, and before bidding farewell, turned back to express her gratitude.

"Thank you for the support."

"Secretary Ai—"

The commander couldn’t help but call after her, seriously reminding, "They’re beyond saving, what you’re doing is ultimately meaningless."

"I know." Ai Qing calmly looked back, "Just consider this a way to earn some extra points for my promotion review."

"Just for this reason?" the commander questioned suspiciously.

"What else?" Ai Qing was puzzled, "For us political creatures of the Jurisdiction Bureau, is there any noble reason beyond this?"

The commander shook his head, simply chuckled, and slowly got up, "Then, I shall assume the responsibility of providing support, if needed, I will ensure your safety."

"There’s no need."

Ai Qing raised her cane.

In that instant, outside the narrow tent, amidst the icy snow, a sinister outline suddenly appeared, fleeting but chilling.

As if an invisible monster was hidden in her shadow.

Malicious and menacing.

"The ’Autonomic Mechanism·Cerberus’ from the tech department?" The commander was speechless, "Never seen this model, is it the latest one?"

"No, just a regular version, with a troublesome guy living in it."

Ai Qing smiled slightly and disappeared into the snowstorm under the protection of the beastly guard.

Leaving only a trail of scorched marks on the ground that lingered for a long time.

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Fifteen minutes later, in front of the massive fortress building.

After an iris scan and aerial floor’s key authentication, the heavy door slowly opened before her, a warm wind carrying a stench swept over her face.

Then, from behind the door, a bloody, fleshy object slowly squirmed, like the remnants of a decapitated giant, with several writhing tentacles on its swollen shell, emitting muddled sounds.

"Welcome... welcome... I am... Security Chief... Pajero..." the grotesque, mutated being asked, "Why... is someone from the Jurisdiction Bureau... here?"

"Surprise inspection."

Ai Qing ignored the writhing tentacles in front of her, showing her credential, "I represent the Decision Room for an inspection of the sealed items."

"Wait, let me see... where is it? Where?"

The writhing shell seemed to be searching for something. Finally, it found a validator, long since infested with tentacles, in its ragged pocket, which scanned over Ai Qing’s credentials.

From behind the validator, a sharp screech immediately erupted from the mouth.

Perhaps, it might be the beeping sound of successful verification.

Ai Qing calmly waited.

Until a tentacle stopped in front of her, hanging in the air, viscous droplets falling, waiting.

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