Description of the first returning D-class personnel: A world that is exactly the same as the real world, but without any life. All items that can mark time will be twisted into a twenty-five-hour time wheel.

The D-class personnel explored the unknown world for a total of 1 hour, found nothing out of reality, and could not leave any traces.

After 4 minutes and 30 seconds, the D-class personnel died physiologically, with no external injuries and a strong putrid smell.

Second attempt: increase the number of companions to 10

No new findings, death time is 4 minutes and 50 seconds, death time change conditions: unknown

The record was too boring, so Ye Tingbai went straight to the bottom. They tried a total of 450 times, but there was one piece of data at the end that stood out.

Number of D-class personnel consumed: 11232.

But until the end, the so-called 25th hour, they didn't find any pattern.

They don't even know what the 25th hour is for, they can't leave any traces, leave all the information, or everything else will disappear.

Chun Xia: "Dong, there is a hole here!"

Yuan Wuming stopped him excitedly: "Don't get close to it!

This is the Well of the Dead...how did it get moved here."

Ye Tingbai put down the mouse and walked over. It was a round hole covered by a cabinet. The hole was dark and bottomless, and a faint sound of wind could be heard from it.

"What's wrong?"

Yuan Wuming: "The Dead Man's Well is a tool specially used by the Foundation to deal with low-level pollutants. All pollutants will disappear without a trace if they are thrown into the Dead Man's Well.

This thing has been kept properly, it is very important, and it is also very dangerous, ordinary people may be sucked in."

Ye Tingbai: "Low-level pollutants?

That thing can be killed at will, right? There are very few pollutants that have immortality properties, right?"

Yuan Wuming: "This is different. You also know about environmental pollution control. The same is true for pollutants. If corpses are discarded randomly, they will pollute the area.

One or two may not have any impact, but if there are more, the problem will be bigger.

The Foundation produces thousands of low-level pollutants every day, and there must be a proper way to deal with them. Most of these things will be thrown into the well of death."

When the Foundation conducts experiments, it will inevitably turn ordinary people into pollutants. These low-level pollutants will indeed become a problem if they accumulate over time.

"Where should this thing be?"

Yuan Wuming: "The foundation's garbage treatment plant can handle various types of pollutants. Many pollutants are incompatible with each other. It will be easier to deal with them after they kill each other.

There are many similar methods, but the most important one is the dead man's well. The importance of this thing is second only to that random door."

The importance of any door cannot be overemphasized. Until now, Ye Tingbai has not been able to achieve the convenience of that door. Moreover, the world at the east and west door has been solved by Ye Tingbai. Now that door is a very useful tool.

Compared to that door, Ye Tingbai really didn't see anything from this unattractive well.

Several people were discussing the Well of the Dead, and the sub-personality was frantically flicking through the research diary there, with his eyes like a scanner, copying all the contents into his head.

"I found the answer.

Humans with a putrid smell will mutate within forty-eight hours after they die, and most of their mutated bodies will look like the same human body, which is probably what we see outside."

Ye Tingbai: "This makes no sense. There is a magma lake outside. Why don't they just throw it into the lake? It is far away from the human world and there is no fear of the spread of pollution."

Wu Yi had seen these things and had a good understanding of these sheep-headed monsters. She reminded: "The sheep-headed monsters are immortal, especially when they are close to the disaster itself."

Ye Tingbai: "Immortality...I forgot about this characteristic. Did it say where the god's heart is in the research diary?"

Sub-personality: "Quota, each laboratory has a portion every day, which is called the original solution. All experiments are based on the original solution.

Go check out the second research laboratory, I guess there will be new discoveries."

Several people came to the second research room, which is opposite the door of this research room. After walking around for a while, Ye Tingbai understood the meaning of the sub-personality. This research base was not researching a project.

Rather, each research room has different projects to study. This second research room is about recording traceback, which is also about controlling recording.

There are almost no deaths here, so there is no need for things like death wells, and no computers are used. All research contents are recorded in notebooks on the table.

The research on the recording here is much more in-depth than that of the dead man, and this note also gives the real function of that recording, which is synchronization.

The entire timeline is synchronized. As long as the recording is modified, the past recording will also be changed. This recording was only 20 seconds long at the beginning. The Foundation was overjoyed after this feature was discovered. Even things in the past and future can be represented by thinking about it with the buttocks.

Huge opportunity.

But the end result is that the recording becomes more and more garbled, and countless pieces of information are stacked together, making the recording increasingly difficult to parse.

This thing has lost its practical function, and the original liquid is also needed to modify this recording. The original liquid is still mentioned in this note, the same as in the laboratory.

Ye Tingbai turned around and walked to the door of the research room and knocked on the wall behind the door. There was a simple map posted there, which was hand-drawn.

"Look at this map. There are five research rooms and a raw liquid room. Moreover, the base is actually divided into three floors. Within the research area, there is also a raw liquid area."

Yuan Wuming narrowed his eyes after seeing this map.

"This is illegal, hand-drawn internal map, this is an absolute violation, logically speaking, it can be punished by death."

But the reality is that not only is this map intact, but it has also been hung for a long time. The paper is old, and there is a handprint in the lower right corner of the map. The top and bottom of the map are completely two colors.

Sub-personality: "Why are there so many handprints? What kind of map needs to be looked at carefully every day?

Look at these black lines..."

The sub-personality's fingers traced the black line on the map, which was like a person leaning on the door panel and tracing his fingers on the map to find where he wanted to go.

This is very strange, who needs to read a map at home?

And if you look at it every day, the ultimate road idiot will not be so stupid, unless this person forgets the things on the map every day, just like the seven-second memory of a goldfish.

Ye Tingbai: "I have to read the map every day. It's very strange. Why is this happening?

Is it possible that like my computer, it will be restored after restarting?"
Chapter completed!