Although it is an underground building, the overall feeling is very spacious and bright, and the main corridor allows at least five people to move side by side.

His eyes slightly swept across the wall supported by the special alloy, and there were many strange-shaped scratches on it. Langren speculated that this should be a trace left by transporting disaster beasts.

"So, most disaster beasts should be small in size. The inner walls of the protection facilities of the III breeding caves are very strong, because they are rare and they are all covered in captivity. It may be difficult to release them all..."

Lang Ren suddenly flashed and pressed against the corner of the wall, using the maximum ability to silence the sound, and even the breathing and heartbeat of the clawed beast crawling on him was covered up by him.

I saw a barrier emitting faint white light at the end of the corridor, and a group of people wearing strange equipment, pushing a metal box into Lang Ren's sight.

They wore helmets that were not lightweight on their heads, with many tracks of different sizes embedded on them, and their backs seemed to be devices that provided energy.

Langren saw waves of signal data emitted from the orbits of all of them, and these signals were concentrated into the metal box between them.

After a moment of hesitation, Langren carefully stretched out a corner of his mind and quickly penetrated into the metal box.

However, he could only feel a group of life forms that could not be explored.

The living organism has its own independent transmission of bioelectricity. The stronger the living organism, the stronger the magnetic field will also increase. The magnetic field strength can be suppressed from the body. One of the necessary conditions is that the mental power is stronger than Langren!

In other words, in the inconspicuous starry sky gray alloy box, there is a life body above level A!

Just when Lang Ren realized this result in an instant, the living organism inside the alloy box seemed to have noticed the contact of his divine thoughts, like a ball of ignited hay, violently restless.

"What's wrong? The reaction suddenly became so big, increasing the power of the disaster beast suppressor!"

A group of people hurriedly adjusted the bloated device on their bodies, and the transmission of signal data nearly doubled, which gradually calmed down the emotions of the disaster beast.

Or suppress it.

The movements in the box gradually became smaller and the transporters who seemed quite nervous were relieved until they became quiet. It can be seen that they were quite palpitations at the disaster beasts they had developed.

"Huh~ I was scared and sent it over quickly. My heart couldn't stand it."

“Hurry quickly…”

After they disappeared while pushing the alloy box, Lang Ren pulled out the black iron sword that was hidden in the wall with a slight sound.

"No wonder, it turned out that the mental interference device was implanted in the body of the disaster beast. The disaster beast was always in a state of distraction, and my divine thoughts were strange invasion information, which made it instinctively resist..."

Obviously, this is a very rare opportunity. Killing these things is just a blink of an eye, and then releasing a powerful disaster beast, which is completely in line with the implementation of the plan.

But Lang Ren hesitated for a while and did not choose to start, but let them go.

Without knowing the highest combat power here, a disaster beast is likely to be concentrated, and with the mental interference device in its body, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be subdued by customized means, which is meaningless at all.

"What's the best way to get SCP to run away?"

Lang Ren muttered silently and quickly came to a heavily guarded area.

There is a third-level disaster beast numbered III-6 here, but Lang Ren does not understand its actual abilities and values, so he thinks it is better to be careful.

For example, let it get irritable first.

Lang Ren penetrated his divine thoughts through the wall and spiked in a spiral shape towards the position where the disaster beast was imprisoned.

"hiss--"

A sharp roar that almost pierced the eardrum penetrated the wall, and Langren could feel the alloy plate he was close to was vibrating at a high frequency.

With a thud, the lights in the area where Langren is located suddenly turned orange and yellow, and the roar began to become weaker and the sound calmed down.

It seems that their device has been activated.

"Let's see if your device can exceed 10G. If it exceeds it, all humans will thank you."

Lang Ren sneered, increasing the output of his mental power, and his divine thoughts were full of aggressive hostility, teasing the vague life form.

On the other side, in the monitoring room of III-6, several data monitors widened their eyes as they looked at the emotional values ​​that were soaring all the way up. The task they had seen the situation was to monitor the emotions of the disaster beasts and control them within a certain range.

"Increase the output power! Notify the specialist group and emergency response group!"

Looking at the already-red value, the sound of dongdong dong dong had already been heard in the imprisonment room. The monitor with authority decisively increased the power consumed by mental interference to break through to the limit level.

The dim red lights in the entire monitoring room gradually stabilized from high frequency flickering, and then decreased to orange-yellow. After a while, a group of fully armed personnel rushed into the confinement room of III-6. Several psychics who opened the repulsive barrier opened the alloy box while ensuring everyone's safety. The people behind observed and found that the disaster beast did not have any riots, so they hurriedly injected the concentrated calming agent and superpower inhibitory characteristic agent of the III-6 model into the body of the disaster beast.

Because the physiques of disaster beasts are different, each disaster beast has its own supporting potion.

“Reduce interference below the limit.”

Seeing that the condition of the disaster beast began to improve, the specialist used a scanning gun to inspect the condition of the disaster beast and then sent a signal to the people in the monitoring room.

The situation basically stabilized, and everyone was sweating a little, and they felt relieved as they watched the mood that began to decline.

"Dong--"

Suddenly, a slight vibration came from the ground.

"No...no?" One of them turned pale.

"Dong--"

The vibration came again, and a warning came from everyone's communication equipment: "There was a fierce reaction from III-4!"

"What are you doing!! How come two different situations happen in a row?"

However, before they started to set off, a new alarm came from the communication equipment.

“There was a fierce reaction from III-3!”

"There was abnormal fluctuation in No. III-5!"

"There was an abnormal mood in III-2!"

Everyone was stunned by a series of alarms. Before the previous alarm was reported, the new one continued to smash it.

"Apply for the highest level of disaster beast isolation to Lord Virgin!"

"how so?"

"No! Lord Vince cannot contact you!!"

None of them expected that when the serious administrator went to the closed area for inspection, in order to avoid accidental transmission, he would not bring any external items and his clothes would be destroyed in another place.

This is a good warning, but it just happened to be wrong.

On the other hand, Lang Ren was taking advantage of the movements of the disaster beasts being out of control to try to break free from the shackles, and quietly used the black iron sword to cut a crack on the alloy wall between the confinement No. III-1 and drilled in sideways.

"What are you doing?"

Lang Ren's movements suddenly stopped and he raised his eyes to the center of the room.

This is a square room of nearly 100 square meters. The interior is extremely simple. There are countless information generators on the ceiling, all aiming at a cage on the central platform.

There was a strange but uncommon beast in the cage.

Its body is as strong as a tiger and a leopard, but its cheeks are narrow and sharp. Its two pairs of narrow eyes are bright and bright. It is covered with exoskeleton skin of the same color as the surrounding alloy, and it is full of deep matte color.

At this moment, its four pairs of vertical pupils were focusing on Langren's pupils. An invisible and huge pressure made Langren breathless. His optical invisible under its eyes, as if...

It was as accurate as seeing the soul deep in his consciousness directly. This was why Lang Ren couldn't breathe.

"You are quite strange. The structure of the cervical spine is different from that of other humans. Is it another human species?"

Langren's pupils contracted and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Yes, he was very nervous because the sound of the disaster beast actually echoed directly in his consciousness!

As if he realized Lang Ren's nervousness, the cage beast closed his eyes.

Without direct gaze, Lang Ren's mental oppression became much easier, but the other party once again made an incredible operation.

I saw a ball of black mist rising from the surface of its body, floating out of the cage, and gradually forming a person.

A handsome man with long cheeks and covered with fur, slightly moved his joints, then rubbed his fingers, pinching his middle finger and thumb together—

Bang!

He snapped his fingers.

"Well... it's OK. The surveillance device has been blocked by me. You can talk to me for the time being. I haven't seen anyone other than these people for a long time."

This man looked too charming and his voice was obviously very gentle, but Lang Ren heard the inhumane coldness from it.

"You... aren't a disaster beast?"

Lang Ren calmed down. The other party had no signs of attacking or hostility. It would be better to be able to talk to him.

"Disaster beast, are the low-level beasts locked in other rooms? Then I am not."

He then said that as he walked to Langren step by step, Langren noticed that although the clothes on the other party were very modern, the style was very ancient.

"You are not a disaster beast, and you have so much stronger levels, why are you locked up here? Isn't this the place where they develop the gene synthesis of the disaster beast?"

"Do you think they are locking me, not protecting me?"

The charming man walked to Langren, stretched out his finger and wiped it on Langren, just like a person using his finger to test the thickness of dust in the room he had not lived in for a long time.

He put his finger under the tip of his nose slightly up and sniffed, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

Protect?

Langren was stunned when he heard this answer.

"Is it my turn to ask questions?"
To be continued...