Chapter 942: Chapter 940: Visit
During the conversation between Yi Chen and Jesus, the Great Emperor and others were undergoing similar pre-contact training.
Inside Site-07’s containment facility, most of the attention was focused on this group of special patient visitors.
The staff were all busy, adjusting the risk index to five times the usual level, and all vacationing employees were forced to return.
They even temporarily recruited some demons from the depths of the Great Hell who had previously cooperated with the containment facility to serve as security guards.
While everyone’s attention was basically on the upcoming ‘patient contact’,
on the periphery of the facility, the ‘Isolation Room’ specifically used to store ‘foreign objects’ suddenly had some strange activity.
The items that visitors were not allowed to bring in were stored here, and each item needed to be locked in completely insulated safes.
The Isolation Room also had two different types of monitors installed,
a Holy Infant encircling the room,
a 360° ultra-high-definition electronic panoramic camera,
At this moment,
the screen from the electronic camera suddenly froze, no longer changing with time.
The seemingly normal Holy Infant also paused slightly, as if something was imprinted within its tiny skull, then flew to one of the safes, entered the correct code and slowly opened it with its small hands.
Inside the safe was a neatly folded suit, black but exuding a faint yellow glow.
The Holy Infant easily retrieved an old video tape from between the suits, unhesitatingly swallowing the tape, even though the action completely tore open its mouth into a bright red clown-like smile.
As the entire tape was ‘inserted’ into its body, each brain nerve squirmed like electric wires connecting to the tape’s interior,
the Holy Infant’s pupils inexplicably showed a television-like screen,
as a program named “Smiling Black Hole” aired inside its brain and was displayed between its eyes,
Zzz~ Distracting electrical noise.
A young man in half gold and half black suit appeared directly in the corner of the current room, supporting himself against the wall to slowly stand up,
Apparently, he hadn’t materialized in a long time, feeling somewhat unaccustomed.
“Yellow Skin…”
With the young man’s summons, the neatly folded suit immediately transformed into a yellow tie around his neck.
The figure revealed was William Behrens.
He immediately approached the adjacent safe, pressed his ear against the surface, listening to the sound of gears turning inside, Snap!
The safe opened, revealing an entirely different world inside, lush green plants, ample food, and water supply, where Grep was covering a full stomach, sleeping inside.
“Little Grape~ Time to get to work.”
It was as if it knew William was coming; it bounced onto his shoulder, seemingly returning to a time when the two joined forces against illnesses.
Then, the third box didn’t require William to do anything; the case opened directly from inside, and a severely malnourished man with sparse hair crawled out.
The former supporting actor, Mahat J. Nash.
Nash spoke slightly more, “William Boss, our action this time might affect Boss Yi, right? If something goes wrong, would Boss Yi be in danger?”
“If this poses danger, everywhere is dangerous. Don’t think of Yi Chen as so incapable; just do your own thing properly.
Besides, our action’s danger level is actually higher than Mr. Yi’s side.
At that time, if I fall into danger, Nash, you must protect me, your big boss, at all costs~”
Nash nodded and then transformed into the smallest form of a parasite, crawling into William’s brain, crawling into the dark and abyss-like eerie brain hole.
The multi-layer encrypted metal door of the Isolation Room suddenly opened.
With his hands in his pockets, William swaggered out in his dazzling gold skull skin shoes, Little Grape, revealing the Evil Sun’s Eye, standing on his shoulder,
any camera that scanned over would instantly be invaded by ‘eye disease’, and staff viewing the surveillance footage would instantly contract the disease and feel severely dry eyes, requiring constant rinsing with fresh water.
As for those wandering in the corridors, the simple-brained Holy Infants were instantly indoctrinated and sent to the lowest kindergarten to study.
Unluckily,
a demon temporarily transferred from the Great Hell to act as a security guard happened to patrol through this corridor.
Skin of fiery red hue, a fire ring atop, robed in black.
Also holding a trident exceeding a temperature of 1800℃, floating along.
When he saw the youth, clearly not belonging to the current facility, emerging from the isolation room, he neither made an arrest nor alerted others in time.
Instead, he grinned with his devilish crimson mouth, starting to laugh,
as if he saw something particularly hilarious, laughing wildly, more and more frantically and intensely… his entire face gradually distorted in the process.
Ultimately, he laughed out a strange cube from his mouth.
At the moment this item left his body, the seemingly dangerous demon instantly collapsed, his body crumbling, turning into grains of charred ashes.
William caught the seemingly perfect cube securely,
“Really… even this sort of useless thing needs a ‘lower divine status’, and yet a world so unbalanced could survive until now, it’s truly a miracle.”
With force in hand, snap! That seemingly perfect and solid divine status directly crushed into powder, William gulped it down like milk, swallowing it completely.
Buzz~ White light flashed between his pupils, his spirit suddenly lifting, as if a mint candy had given him a sudden rush.
He jogged with a hop, quickly arriving at the Memory Corridor.
This is one of the most crucial facilities of Site-07, used to determine whether the contactee is adversely affected, filled with various searchlights, monitors, and all types of brainwave scanning devices.
From its establishment till now, no one had stealthily passed without being detected, nor dared to do so.
Yet William had no intention of pausing, not even slowing his pace slightly.
Only, as William stepped into the space, he underwent a transformation in appearance, more precisely, his head transformed.
The entire head inwardly collapsed, morphing into a structure resembling a black hole suspended above his neck.
With this stance walking through the Memory Corridor,
any incoming waves, whether light or electromagnetic waves, absorbed within the black hole without any reflection, so all detection equipment could not capture his presence.
He casually traversed the corridor, entering the circular buffer zone.
After circling for some time, reaching the end, he surprisingly found two elevators both opening doors towards him, one of which contained the Cross of the crucifixion of Jesus while the other was entirely empty.
William made a prayer gesture, then stepped into the elevator without the cross.
This elevator was clearly fake, affected by unknown forces to form, directly taking William to the perimeter near the Third Layer ‘Faraday Cage’.
“Really convenient~ Looks like the predecessor wants to meet me.”
William didn’t have any intention of pausing to observe, immediately absorbing himself within the black hole. Using the “Abyss Transfer” method, he crossed layer upon layer of Faraday cages, arriving at the innermost layer, outside a completely enclosed pure white sphere.
According to the facility’s rule, reaching here means reaching the unknown limit of contact, and can absolutely not stay for more than five seconds.
Even William, who appeared exceedingly relaxed along the way, paused for a moment, sweat trickling down from his temple into the corner of his torn smile.
Hoo…
A deep breath, he reached out, placing his hand flat against the surface of the white sphere cage.
[Abyss Transfer]
William employed his true technique, letting himself fall infinitely within the abyss, falling to the deepest part of space, falling to a point capable of penetrating the ‘Eden Garden’ containment room created by Jesus ahead.
Buzz!
White light flashed.
William unexpectedly stepped into some residential area, roughly appearing as an ordinary three-bedroom living space, different types of men’s shoes neatly arranged by the door.
The television was broadcasting the morning news,
the dining area wafted aroma of coffee,
a man clad in an apron was standing alone at the cooktop making breakfast, with two servings laid aside, as if he already anticipated a visitor was arriving.