At fourteen minutes and fifty seconds, Yang Qi came to the platform in B12. Unlike the core area full of next-generation technology, this B12 area even retains the habits and style of the last century in many details. For example, the gate blocking the platform is not the thin, small but very high-level nanomaterial, but the thick and solid steel gate in the cabin of the World War II submarine.

When Yang Qi went to open the door, she couldn't even find a place to brush the biochip, so she could only grab the winch on the big iron door with both hands and rotate it.

The monitor in the corner had a shrinking aperture. Seeing Yang Qi's effortless appearance, the suspicious score increased slightly again. But Yang Qi was too lazy to install it anymore, and the safety links were creaking and separated. With a bang, the door opened, and behind the door was a slightly cold and old dark corridor. When the high heels stepped into the corridor, you could even hear the echo of loneliness.

This is the b12 area, far away, gloomy, and old.

Distance is for safety. In all the "petals" laboratories, the more dangerous the experimental projects are, the higher the leakage risk, the farther the area will be allocated to. When just as he came over in a capsule car, Yang Qi saw at least ten sealed gates with his own light. Think about those super soldiers and those slaughterers, once something dangerous happens, these ten gates will be blocked.

This b12 area is almost the farthest level among all test units.

It's gloomy, not just because the layout here is still gloomy.

Yang Qi moved forward all the way, feeling the corridor of B12. The corridor of B12 was painted in the color of a battlefield hospital in the last century, a blue and white. I don’t know if it was to save electricity, but only a small section of Yang Qi’s head was on in front and behind. As she advanced, the lamps lit up and went out. In the larger section of the space in front and behind, there were only small green fluorescent lights flashing like ghost fire.

Look at the sides of the corridor, there are doors and windows. If these doors and windows are opened, the windows should be bright and clean. It seems that a large number of people have worked hard here. But now, these doors and windows are all sealed by iron bars that are horizontally and obliquely. The iron bars are rusty, and the lights above the head occasionally fail, and they are like half-bad old lamp sticks. The ones shine on the top of these sealed doors and windows are gloomy and scary.

Moreover, the gloomy place is not only because of the layout, but also because of a lingering yin energy. This yin energy is half thick and not light, spreading throughout the entire b12 area. Golden light is overflowing from Yang Qi's eyes. In the examination of the vision, these yin energy is like drifting smoke and dust, ashes, disturbing and circulating throughout the space.

Yang Qi knew that there must be many people who died here, and the thoughts here are probably very vicious and evil. More people died in the hospital, but if there is a great righteous spirit in the hearts of living people, the yin energy will naturally dissipate. Only most of the people here are thinking about vicious thoughts, so that this scale of yin energy can be displayed on the earth where there is almost no mystery. If it is in a magical world, the evil spirit of the evil spirit has probably been born.

Once the Yin Qi becomes large, it will be harmful to living people. Therefore, even if you are not sure, even if you rely solely on your instinct, the technical mate just now is unwilling to enter the b12 area.

Yang Qi was so strange that even the Xuanming Divine Palm of Baishen Taoist could not do anything. Some slight cold wind would immediately burn out as soon as it approached. So wherever Yang Qi walked through, the air became much more refreshing. But what was the case with the old priest who lived in this environment for a long time?

His ears moved slightly, and Yang Qi heard the old chant coming from afar.

[It should be stated that this person is considered childless,]

【I am not able to succeed in my life.】

Yang Qi immediately knew that the person she was looking for was there. Not to mention that there was only one person in the entire B12 area, but it was crowded with people. He was the only one who could speak so sensiblely. So Yang Qi accelerated her pace and walked quickly towards the place where the sound came.

[Because no one of his descendants has achieved success,]

【Can be able to sit on David's throne,】

【Governing Judas…】

With a low chanting, Yang Qi had found her place. In an empty house that was not big or small, an old man was sitting in the dim orange light. Instead of turning on the light, he lit a few candles, sat on a simple chair, and read his scriptures to the candlelight.

Although he didn't understand what he was reading, he could see the yin energy surrounding him dissipating little by little. Although there were no crosses, no statues, no luxurious rows of candles and tables and chairs, and even though there was only a book in his hand, the old priest was still as serious and solemn as if he was preaching in a church.

Judging from his appearance, it is exactly the same as Yang Qi knows, it should be him himself, but I don’t know what he was talking about just now...

"He was reading the Book of Jeremiah." Qi Meng quietly sent a voice.

"Book of Jeremiah?" Yang Qi tilted her head and her face was full of inexplicable feelings.

Looking at the question marks popping up in Yang Qi's head, Qi Meng explained a little more: "What I just mentioned in this passage is about King Jeconia, and King Jeconia also appeared in the Gospel of Matthew."

So more question marks appeared on Yang Qi's head: "God of Matthew?"

“Matthew talks about the genealogy of Jesus, and talks about the genealogy of Abraham all the way to Joseph.”

Yang Qi began to scratch her head: "Ah, what is Abrah..."

"Forget it, you are a religious blind..." You can't play the game at all, Qi Meng decided to say something simple and clear: "In short, this old man's remarks are obviously meaningful, and I don't know if he is mocking Lao Zade."

"It's OK!" Yang Qi immediately snapped her fingers, and it's good to sarcasm. The more sarcasm, the easier it is to instigate the counter-revolution! What is "sincere without children" or "not promising", I saw that he was already clearly impatient to jump back! Using a passage of scripture to point at the mulberry and scold the locust, there was no one else in this style, and he almost didn't understand it.

But calculating the time, it is nearly seventeen minutes, and there are still more than three minutes left. After three minutes, things will be big, so let's take this old guy away first, and then slowly talk about the opposite.

So Yang Qi took a step forward and walked into the dim candlelight that was bright and dying.

"You're here." Yang Qi's sudden appearance did not surprise the old priest. He had obviously received news from the R&D department. The old lab's qualifications were very qualified. He closed the book slowly, put away the reading glasses slowly, looked up slowly, and then suddenly stunned: "You, you, who are you?"

"I don't even know me? I'm Angelina Capello." Yang Qi said without any doubt: "If you have important matters, come with me."

"No, no, no, impossible!" The old priest shook his head, and his dark eyes were almost shining with light: "You can't be her, she can't be like this when she sees me. It's impossible to speak like this, look at me like this, like this."

Bang, Yang Qi bounced her fingers, and the monitor in the corner of the wall exploded into splashing parts. At the same time, she stepped forward and grabbed it steadily on the old priest's head. The inner force surged, detecting the hidden hands in the old priest's body. She knew that her behavior would definitely increase the suspicious valuation in the intelligent system on a large scale, but she no longer cared.

The old priest had stubborn diseases everywhere, but there was no secret trick except biochips, especially nanovisual surveillance. So Yang Qi let go of her hand and simply admitted directly: "Yes, I'm not Angelina."

"Hu...Hu..." The internal force washed away just now made the old man sweat. He was breathing like a breath, and he snorted and said, "It seems that you are here to find me specifically. I have not done anything great in my life and it is of no great value, but I have been in peace for this period of time and I can't even hide in such a place."

Although others are old, their brains are still working. After breathing, they calmed down: "When you take such a great risk to come here to find me, you are naturally looking for clues from Tiberia. But whose people are you? Pagamemnon, or Joshua? I advise you not to waste your energy. No matter how you view that laboratory, it is not as you think."

The old priest lowered his head and said sarcastically: "If you want to go there to find power, strength, and status, you will only find disasters. Moreover, it is useless to ask me many things. Just 'knowing' will not change anything."

"I don't want to find any power, I just want to save people." Yang Qi lifted her hair, as if a ripples swept from her head to her feet. Her white hair was flying, and she had already changed back to her true appearance: "As for what will happen after 'knowing', you don't have to worry about it. You just need to tell me what you 'knowing'."

Yang Qi looked out and thought about how to get out. She didn't plan to let the old man tell him now. After all, such a little time was not enough to instigate him. It would be just right to take the person away without saying a word and let the elder brother slowly concoct him.

Angelina's identity may not be used, but according to the old man's opinion, there are many people who have the idea of ​​attacking the Tiberia laboratory. It seems that they must find the laboratory before other potential opponents. But the advantage is that they can disguise themselves as people from other forces.

The old man just said who is here? Pagamemnon? Okay, just this name. Now I am a spy under Pagamemnon's instructions!

After tied his hair, Yang Qi was about to set off. But when she turned around, she found that the old priest was staring at him and was stunned again.

"You...you...you...no, this is impossible!" The old priest seemed to have suffered some huge mental impact. He staggered back two steps, with a broken expression on his face.

It could not be her! But, her face, eyebrows, her charm, and her charm, she looks, and she looks, so much like it!

"Sophia..." The old priest sighed, and his faint old eyes suddenly blurred. He closed his eyes and calmed down his agitation: "What is your relationship with Johnathan?"

"He is my cousin." Yang Qi hesitated for a moment, and finally said strongly: "Fuck, it's my aunt."
Chapter completed!