"Mo Zhuo … Rui … no, I know him …" The human figure covered with dense fog suddenly said something that surprised thirty-three. "He is … a member of this warship … He is the information controller of Genoa … I remember him …"

"How is that possible? ！” Thirty-three couldn’t help but stare round his eyes. "Mo Zhuorui is the information controller of CIC, another warship … I remember that it was a high-speed support ship called Favali, with the ship number B9213 instead of this flying fish class … Are you wrong about whether the ship model, ship number or name are all in line with the only number, so there is his position?"
"No … Mo Zhuo Rui … he is the … ship … ci … c … information controller …" The human figure covered with dense fog said, "I won’t remember wrong … because he … is our level …"
Obviously, this human figure was once a member of the "Genoa" war intelligence center, and its tone is very certain and it doesn’t seem to be wrong.
"Is it the ark file has been modified over there? But Kelan’s limited access to the original files can’t be wrong … Little people like Mo Zhuo Rui can’t bother to die … Why bother that group of big people to hide it? If those big shots can notice this, Mo Zhuo Ruigen can’t leave the ark and enter the fog forest many times … Those guys should have never noticed Mo Zhuo Rui from beginning to end.
"No … there is another possibility that they have been observing Mo Zhuo Rui as an experiment … but this possibility is very low. According to Ke Lan’s description, the undead crew will be almost abnormal in control. They don’t like to control things beyond themselves … and letting Mo Zhuo Rui freely enter and leave the ark and the fog forest is equivalent to setting off fairy wand in a powder magazine …
"The possibility of files being modified can be ruled out … is it that there is a flaw in the recording staff? However, this mistake is too coincidental. First, the Mo Zhuo Ruizhi warship was mistaken because of a mistake, and then he escaped because of a mistake in post-war registration … Is it that the registration information needs to be verified by many people so that every worker can’t have a mistake? "
I don’t know why thirty-three suddenly remembered the former missing woodcutter "Tanning"-everyone forgot him during that time, but when someone remembered, he really "disappeared" …
Have the memories of those responsible for registering workers also been tampered with?
But the problem is that these people have never even been near the foggy forest.
If that "mysterious force" in the fog forest could affect the Ark people so far away, there would have been chaos …
Wait …
This guy just said … "Cognition is pollution". If you analyze it according to this line of thought, you will know that some things will become monsters and your thinking will be eroded …? !
Mo Zhuorui has been secretly involved in the foggy forest, so he can be regarded as a part of "pollution". Those responsible for registration have never seen Mo Zhuorui and have no direct contact with him, but if they know about Mo Zhuorui, they can achieve the so-called "pollution" broadcast conditions.
So it makes sense that they will be influenced by mysterious forces in the foggy forest!
Thirty-three suddenly felt a chill in my back. If even those workers would be affected, wouldn’t these people have already been "heavily polluted"?
No wonder this guy wants to forget everything …
Thirty-three can’t help but feel a little scared. When a person can’t believe his own memory, what else can he believe?
"That Mo Zhuo Rui should crash in this forest with you and this warship … what will he appear in the ark again? Even formed a’ lumberjack’ team to try to enter the depths of the forest again and again … Did he come out from it? "
If Mo Zhuorui was "buried" in the foggy forest with the Genoa, his original file KIA is correct, not a mistake.
But how did he come out of the forest alone?
The most important point is that his body has certainly not changed, otherwise it is impossible to return to the ark to live a "normal" life, and his daughter Mo Jue’s companions who live together day and night could not fail to find him abnormal.
Unless … unless he uses the mysterious force of the fog forest to "modify" everyone’s understanding of himself like "modifying" his own file.
For example, suppose that Mo Zhuorui’s true appearance has become a monster covered with sarcoma, but people with that mysterious power still look like normal human beings. Even if the photos and videos taken by his equipment truly record the image of the monster covered with sarcoma, others will recognize it as a normal human being when they see the photos and videos.
Just like everyone in the exploration team "consciously" forgot Tannin.
"PSST … I should have asked Mo Mo if he had a photo of his father … even if we couldn’t see the problem, they might be able to find some clues …"
"Don’t ask … forget him, forget Mo Zhuo Rui …" The human figure wrapped in thick fog said almost imploringly. "Forget everything with this forest … maybe, maybe it will come …"
"Well," Thirty-three squatted down to keep the line of sight flush with each other’s heads. "Even if you want me to forget all this, the problem is that I am now deeply immersed in this forest. The depth of our current position is about 35 kilometers. How can I forget everything with this forest even if I am away from the capital?"
The other party didn’t answer, which was obviously stumped by the question of 33.
"You see this problem has turned around and returned to the far point." Thirty-three shrugged his shoulders. "On the other hand, Mo Zhuo Rui … should be the only one of you who succeeded in leaving this forest? If you can tell him something, maybe I can go out. "
Chapter seven hundred and fourteen Endless torture
"No … no, absolutely not!" The human figure cover with thick fog murmured
"What can’t? If I can’t walk out, staying here will be polluted sooner or later … In that case … "Thirty-three words were interrupted by the other party before they were finished-
"If … you return to the ark … you will bring … pollution … and … back together …" The other person’s tone suddenly became cold and hard, which made thirty-three feel a little wary. He released those black flying blades that had just been recovered again.
"Are you going to leave me here?" 33 sink a way "that since I have escaped the fate of being polluted, then at least let me know the whole story … even if I die, I want to be a Honky."
"No … the polluter won’t die … whether it’s the body … or the soul … it will become a part of him … never … never rest … for human beings … that’s … never-ending torture." Covered with dense fog, the human figure got up. He held the steel pipe running through his chest with both hands and slowly pulled it out as he spoke.
"Who is he? Does it mean that alpha believes in that’ great god’? What does endless torture mean? " Thirty-three knew that it was inevitable to fight with this guy in front of him, but he still wanted to ask as many things as possible before the fight.
"I … can’t save you … but less … I won’t let you … sacrifice to him …" The other party will hold the steel pipe tightly in the right hand, and the twisted fracture at the front end is full of rust, but it is still sharp. Vision alone has great lethality. If it is stabbed by this thing …
"Whew … there should be a tetanus vaccine in the medical kit?" Thirty-three retreated half a step and summoned nearly a hundred black flying blades to form a kite-shaped shield-thirty-three don’t want to try to be stabbed by this thing to see if it is pierced through the key or just scraped a layer of skin … You know this thing is pulled out from the other side’s body, and God knows what strange things it carries besides all kinds of bacteria and viruses.
"His strength is recovering … they tried to fight … but failed … when we fought for it … but … when we arrived … it was much later than expected … when there was a few left … we must stop the sacrifice as much as possible …"
After saying this, the human figure covered by dense fog held this "tetanus spear" and jumped at 33!
"What did you say? What, his strength is recovering? Make it clear! " Thirty-three original have controlled the dark flying blade toward each other, but just the other party said that the first sentence in that sentence let thirty-three abruptly interrupted the attack …
This passage has few intermittent words, but it contains explosive information … It’s a pity that the first 33 can do this, that is, memorize this passage word for word and chew it carefully.
"bang!"
The "Tetanus" spear violently hit the flying blade to form a shield. This huge force immediately scattered the shield. Some of the uncontrolled black flying blades almost scratched the 33 people after the shield.
Of course, this is also a distraction from thirty-three to think about the words that the other party just said … To control and manipulate hundreds of flying blades is very heavy for the mental load, and adding extra points leads him to slow down for half a second before regaining control of these flying blades and forming a "mini shield" with the size of a palm in a row.
It’s more appropriate to say that it’s a mini shield than a "heart protector". The other side’s spearhead is directed at the position of 33 hearts. He simply shrinks the defense area. Each "heart protector" is made up of more than a dozen flying blades, and its defense is several times stronger than the original "big but unreal" kite shield.
The "tetanus" spear in the opponent’s hand pierced five "protective goggles" in a row, and it didn’t stop until the sixth "protective goggles", and the original sharp twist spear tip has been squeezed into a mess of iron at the moment.
Although the ark has a high standard for the materials used to build warships, this steel pipe is a ship gas pipeline, not an external armor, or the material requirements of the main stress frame are even higher, that is, the high-performance corrosion-resistant alloy is mixed with less than five thousandths of Nino alloy, but the strength is not the same as that of the black flying blade forged from 100% Nino alloy.
If the black flying blade is folded into a "heart-protecting mirror" and regarded as a piece of steel with a thickness of one millimeter, the steel pipe is equivalent to a crisp wafer biscuit.
Being able to break through five "heart protectors" in a row is entirely due to the explosive power of the other side’s terror to the extreme.
"This guy’s strength … has a fight with Asano Akira!" In the 33 rd impression, there is Asano Akira who can do this-valentina and Zeluo are not the former by mecha power, while the latter is a force.
According to thirty-three self-estimates, the single layer of this "protective mirror" can block at least ten meters, and the direct shooting of a large-caliber hunting pistol can block the anti-equipment sniper rifle, while the other party instantly breaks through five layers … This record has less explosive force and is equivalent to a light machine gun with a 25 mm caliber.
"It seems that I underestimated the strength of this guy earlier." Thirty-three quickly retreated and pulled away from each other-from the perspective of small-scale combat position, he is not a melee character, and of course, it is not a remote ADC black flying blade control range or a gun. If you insist on a positioning, it should be the kind of medium-and long-range assassin or output-oriented auxiliary.
Those black flying blades that were already in place at the same time attacked the other side’s key points-cheeks, throat, heart, waist and ribs, body … At the same time, there are the same number of flying blades aimed at ankles and knees, which can restrict the other side’s movements.
Thirty-three don’t know if those human keys are still there after the other person becomes like this, but he doesn’t mind tying the other person into a hedgehog-since it’s difficult to kill him with one blow, he can directly choose a saturated blow.
But when the tips of these black flying blades just disappeared into each other’s body and covered with that layer of gray fog, they found themselves and the flying blades were cut off in 33 seconds, just like in the forest-
These out-of-control black flying blades seem to be trapped by some kind of force, and then they fall off one after another and tinkle.
It was nearly three seconds before he felt these flying blades again. Before that, these flying blades seemed to have disappeared from his mental perception-he could see the flying blades but "touched" them by his own ability.
"This guy is covered with gray fog, just like the thick fog in the forest … I should have thought of that!" Thirty-three hearts have a little remorse. The situation is not over yet. Otherwise, he may not even blame himself.