Han Xingqian opened his mouth and hesitated: "Sorry, teacher, it's so late, I'm really disturbing."

"It's alright. You rarely get anxious. It's quite interesting to me. What, what is the relationship between the student and you?"

"It's my student, the grades have been very good, and it's very strong."

"Is it just a student?"

"……Yes."

Dr. Zhong supported his head, looked at Han Xingqian's expression, and smiled lightly: "Okay, I'll take a look for you. You take great care of your students, and you still care about them thousands of miles away, but it seems that I care about my students. Ignore it."

Han Xingqian bowed slightly: "No, that's not what I meant."

"Okay, you're busy. Remember to catch up on sleep, you are a doctor, you know everything you should know, and I won't talk about it more." I'm going out."

After Han Xingqian thanked him, he closed the computer, leaned against the wall wearily and closed his eyes for a while, and then plunged into the laboratory again.

No one can check the inside of the submarine. Bai Chunian and Lan Bo are still isolated from the outside world. Their communicators have been manipulated and have completely lost their positioning function. Even if the searchers lock the submarine, they cannot accurately To determine where they are on the submarine at this time, they must find an exit to have a chance to join the search and rescue team.

"Ranbo, follow me." Bai Chunian entered the password to unlock the combination lock of the dormitory, and opened the door with Lanbo.

They returned to the restaurant, which was the same as the restaurant they had seen at first, and the various furnishings were still where they were supposed to be, and there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary.

Bai Chunian pricked up his ears, and there seemed to be three heartbeats in this room.

He dragged Rimbaud in, kicked the door, and locked the door. A man in white stood behind the door.

Bai Chunian took two steps back and raised his hand to block Lan Bo.

The other party seemed to be a human, but he stood with his back to Bai Chunian and Lan Bo, facing the corner of the wall behind the door, his arms were completely bent, not hanging by his side.

living people.

"Are you a researcher here?" After Bai Chunian determined that he was a human, he looked up and down what he was wearing. The white researcher's uniform, plastic slippers, and no socks seemed to be a staff member who lived here.

The researcher did not speak or move.

Bai Chunian asked in his pocket, "Where did you come from?"

They walked through this room before, and this person has not appeared until now, indicating that there must be an exit from this circulating room.

The man just stood there, ignoring him, Bai Chunian motioned for Lan Bo to force him to turn around.

Lan Bo has been out of the control of the suppressor, and he can deal with any unexpected situation in time. Bai Chunian keeps an eye on the researcher's movements, lest he suddenly explode and hurt Lan Bo.

Lan Bo grabbed the researcher's back neckline and forcibly dragged him to turn around. The moment the researcher turned around, Bai Chunian's nerves were tense.

He has a large mole on his right cheek and wears black-rimmed glasses. It is the Irishman who died in the infirmary.

But the researcher was obviously still alive and seemed very frightened. He didn't dare to move, and turned around stiffly, holding a goat-head skeleton in his hand.

The skeleton was dripping with blood, but the drop of blood did not fall, nor did it stain the researcher's hands or clothes.

"What is that?" Bai Chunian asked with a frown.

The researcher replied tremblingly, "Satan the Devil. Everyone in the submarine laboratory was killed, save me, whoever you are, please save me."

"It's too late..." The lower jaw of the goat head skeleton moved slightly, and the hollow eyes loomed red.

Gradually, a layer of skin grew again on the skeleton, and bones were attached to the extended muscles. The skeleton had a body, and the slender body left the researcher's hands, and a black cloak appeared here. On the omega, the young and pale face faced Bai Chunian, the lower eyelids were a sickly purple red, and two curved horns were born in his messy hair.

"Electric light ghost, angel, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Satan said, "As you can see, it is just three years after my death."

Bai Chunian raised half of the corner of his lips: "Very good, otherwise I thought it was a handicraft with nine yuan and nine free shipping."

Satan's expression didn't change, still cold and melancholy: "Make a deal, we have no reason to kill each other."

Bai Chunian grabbed Satan's collar: "Then why are you tossing it, because of you, I'm almost mad at my wife."

"I saw the future, the moment when mankind was at its end. That scene made my blood boil, and I wanted to witness it with my own eyes. Unfortunately, my ability can only be used in a closed space, so I let them feel the end in advance."

Satan took out a gold pocket watch from his bosom, opened the spring clasp, and there was a small mirror inside. The mirror showed a mountain of researcher corpses piled up in a small room. They looked like they were all dead in the desert, with dry skin. Pumping, skinny.

"..." Bai Chunian spread his hands, "I think you are very pitiful, why don't you go back to IOA with me. If you go out and make trouble, then we have nothing to say. Lanbo, kill him."

Rimbaud was out of the control of the suppressor, and with his A3 differentiation level, he could completely suppress an M2-level goat omega with little effort.

Satan hung the golden pocket watch on his fingertips, the pocket watch shook, and he said slowly: "The deduction is repeated."

The numbers on the pocket watch receded one notch.

A blue suppressor appeared on the back of Rimbaud's neck without warning. The needle penetrated into his neck bone and locked the seam. The electric light on Rimbaud's body was extinguished at once. Rimbaud's hand was about to touch Satan's neck. , the pocket watch hanging from Satan's fingertips retreated again.

A stream of lava wrapped around Rimbaud's arm, burning him hot. Rimbaud fell to the ground with his arm in his arms, and supported the floor with his other hand in pain.

Bai Chunian was surprised, he rolled on the spot and snatched Lan Bo who was under Satan's feet into his arms, and then withdrew lightly. Lan Bo tried to keep the lava-wrapped hand as far away from Bai Chunian as possible to avoid scalding him.