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Chapter 1523 Brain in a Vat

A sparsely populated suburbs and underground bases.

Hawkeye stood in front of the thick metal door that had just been opened, and blood flowed down his forearm, dripping on the lead-gray floor, splashing a blood flower. In front of him was the secret room he had always wanted to enter.

The secret room is oval in shape and is only slightly smaller in size than the football field. There are many transparent jars against the wall, which contain hazel and turbid liquid and pink brains. The same jars fill the entire secret room, endless, making people get goosebumps all over. In the jar, flocy-shaped purple tentacles extend from the brain and then gather above the secret room, forming a dense network with other tentacles. After that, a few unique white tentacles are connected to the wide monitor in the center. Every ten centimeters, there is a small ball with a blue arc of light. The small ball is a little larger than a ping-pong ball. The wide display screen is like a giant screen, but it is divided into countless small squares.

Hawkeye looked back and saw that the mechanism for entering the password at the door was not a number. The number was just the first layer of password, and the second layer of password was the real password. Many three-dimensional texts of different styles were moving irregularly in a water tank. The cracking method was the video sent by Qian Cang, which was formed by the corresponding three-dimensional text. Even with the reference video, he still tried twice before he succeeded.

To this point, thanks to the current movie world, he can use Eagle Spirit and other props, the logical blocking of Hell movies almost makes him unimpeded, and the other party even finds it extremely difficult to detect. If not, his plan may have to be put on hold for a long time, and the success rate will be much lower.

At this time, a message came from the phone.

"I'm walking with the brain in the tank? There are signs that it is prohibited to be transported in the metal cabinet. I suspect taking it away directly will kill it. However, the brain in the tank just now expressed his desire to die in words."

Hawkeye took out his cell phone, pressed the reply "Random", and then put it back in his pocket. Then, he walked into the secret room, and the sound of footsteps sounded in the secret room. After entering the secret room, the thick metal door slowly moved, closing little by little, as if closing the last hope.

When the last sound of the metal door ended, the secret room was silent, and you could even hear your heartbeat and breathing sounds.

Hawkeye walked to the wide display screen, paying attention to the surroundings of the display screen, trying to find a switch or something similar to the switch, but did not find it. As he continued to approach, the entire display screen suddenly lit up, and the gentle white light illuminated the entire secret room, and everything was clearly visible. Hawkeye's shadow continued to extend under the white light, extending all the way to the metal door.

Suddenly, a line of words appeared on the screen.

Who are you?

This line of words keeps scrolling from right to left, but before it has moved to the boundary, a new "Who are you" appears again, and then countless "Who are you" are densely printed on the display screen.

Hawkeye looked down at the ground and said in a very calm voice that was so calm that there was no trace of emotional fluctuations:

"I want to know, why do you plan a war?"

All the words on the display disappeared, replaced by "?", "!" and "...", and then some short sentences emerged, "War is not casualties", "War is rescue", "Who are you?", "We have no choice.", "We are insignificant.", "We are food". These sentences are long and short, and the fonts are big and small, but they are all telling the same thing.

War is inevitable, war is inevitable.

Hawkeye looked up at the display screen, and the doubts flashed in his eyes. From the words on the display screen, he could see that these brains in the tank were always filled with fear and uncertainty about the future, as if he knew the future that this world was destined to happen, and the future that was not long before. He took a deep breath, slowly raised his right hand, aimed at the brain in the tank on the right, and then pulled the trigger.

Pong!

The jar was shattered, and the light brown liquid splashed out, spilling all over the floor.

On the display screen, new words emerged quickly, like countless cockroaches crawling all over the screen. When every brain felt the crisis, they began to express their thoughts urgently without communicating with each other. However, this was just a moment, and soon all the words formed a prayer.

"Go and find it, it will give you the answer!"

"Who is it?" Hawkeye slowly lowered his pistol.

"I don't know, but it will give you the answer."

"Where is it?" Hawkeye asked.

"This, this, this!"

After the three characters "this" appear, the text completely disappears, and countless small black dots appear, and the dots gradually connect together. Then, it slowly turns into a map. On the map, there is a conspicuous red dot, next to the red dot, an address appears:

No. 28, Jingchang Street, 3rd Floor.

Hawkeye took out his cell phone and took a picture of the map.

The map slowly disappeared and new words appeared on the display.

"Everything is a nightmare...", "You are not an ordinary person...", "People are born unequal."

The brains in the tank seem to want to say a lot, they can't wait to express it. It seems that they are not the mastermind behind everything. They are just tools. They are just victims, just like those poor people who died in war. Even from another perspective, they may be even worse, and they do not even have the ability to die.

At this point, the specific content of the meeting that changed the situation of the war is no longer important. It is not impossible to have a brain technology in the tank, and it is not impossible to conduct a meeting without using communication tools. It is just more secret. As for not discovering it, it is nothing more than not using some objects as communication tools. After all, the facial features are all on the head, but the tentacles can be hidden on the body.

Hawkeye's hands were hanging beside her, her deep eyes swept across the display screen and the brain in the cylinder. Suddenly, he recalled the news that Qian Cangyi had heard before.

Maybe those words were for me to see?

Hawkeye closed her eyes and was speechless.

The heavy gear sound came into his ears. Hawkeye opened his eyes and looked back at the thick metal door that was slowly opening. He took off his sunglasses with his right hand. Suddenly, a black sunglasses appeared out of thin air in his hand. To be precise, this sunglasses were the new equipment obtained by Hawkeye, called "Black Eyes". In addition to the effect of the sunglasses itself, the effect can also allow the actor to teleport to the position after the sunglasses are thrown out.

Hawkeye threw his sunglasses out, just flew out of the crack in the door, and then he flashed and left the secret room.

Outside the door, dozens of defense personnel holding assault rifles were about to raid. As a result, a unique figure appeared in the team instantly, and there was also a snap of fingers. After the fingers were snapped, they turned pure white with the figure as the center, within 10 meters of the radius, and the people in it could not see anything. This was the effect of Hawkeye's gloves, "white terror", and then the gunshots rang out.

The first gunshot was like a domino, triggering a chain reaction.

"Don't shoot!"

Even though some defense personnel reacted, it was too late to stop it. After a few seconds, everything ended in chaos, with only a heavy footsteps left walking out of the base.
Chapter completed!
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