Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

After Qin Yangming and Lucard knocked Dong Shi unconscious, they came to the long staircase together.

Qin Yangming originally planned to use his Heavenly Eye to observe all areas of the Cradle, which would help him control history, but Dong Shi suddenly broke in and he had to deal with Dong Shi first.

And now, Qin Yangming activated the [Sky Eye] and scanned the long staircase.

However, he only saw a thick gray fog. Something seemed to be moving in the gray fog, flashing a blood-red light, but when Qin Yangming used his [Heavenly Eye] to look carefully, he could not see clearly what it was.

He was unwilling to give up, so he pushed his [Sky Eye] to the extreme, trying to browse the scenery of all timelines of this place.

However, the golden vertical lines of the Heavenly Eye on his forehead suddenly dimmed, and Qin Yangming also let out a scream.

His soul suffered a severe blow!

What kind of power is this? Why can it block his peeping?

Qin Yangming put his hand on his forehead, and the stinging pain between his eyebrows made him break out in cold sweats.

"Old Qin, what's going on?!"

Qin Yangming shook his head, he didn't know.

How could this happen? This is too weird!

He is now a Level 6 Sequencer, but he can't even take a look?

Qin Yangming tried to open his third eye again and looked towards the teleportation formation at the end of the stairs.

He saw the vast gray fog again. The gray fog was surging, as if countless weirdness and mysteries were brewing in it.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a hazy figure hidden in the gray fog. It seemed that it had noticed Qin Yangming's prying, and it turned around and glanced in Qin Yangming's direction.

That person seemed to come from a moment endlessly far away from now, standing on the long river of time and glancing at this time and place. His eyes were full of indifference, a kind of disgust towards all living beings.

Qin Yangming was filled with alarm. For some reason, this scene was extremely terrifying to him, as if if he looked at it for a moment longer, his soul would be crushed by some unknowable and unpredictable mysterious existence.

He immediately closed his third eye, but even so, a line of blood inevitably flowed from his brow.

There was no wound on his forehead; the blood just seeped out of his forehead.

"Old Qin!"

Seeing this, Lucard immediately went to check.

"What is going on..."

"You and I both have supreme control over the Cradle, so why did this happen that we can't control?"

Lucard supported Qin Yangming, looked at the usually inconspicuous stairs with lingering fear, and murmured:

"It seems that it is a supernatural power that is too profound for you and me..."

"Blocking all prying eyes, full of mystery and weirdness..."

The two didn't speak for a long time.

Qin Yangming wiped the blood from his forehead and decided to try another approach.

He created a clone of himself, which, like Dong Shi's clone, was a defective product because both of them were still too high in the sequence ladder for Cradle.

But this is the safest way at the moment. He can't stop Qin Yangming from exploring the mystery.

Because ever since he was promoted to [Black Robe Heavenly Master], his spiritual senses have been greatly enhanced, and he has developed a feeling that this place is far from as simple as it seems on the surface.

So he could only compromise. Qin Yangming controlled the clone to search all areas of the "Cradle", quickly restoring all the stories that happened here.

However, there were a few places that were shrouded in gray fog and could not be seen clearly at all. No matter how many clones Qin Yangming created, they all used their incomplete heavenly eyes to peek, but their view was always blocked by the strange and mysterious gray fog.

The area in the initial room of [Police Officer] where the card with the prophecy of the Tower of Babel is placed, the corridor from the initial room to the first floor and the stairs in it, and the stairs leading to the teleportation array leading to the Egg City that Qin Yangming personally spied on with his Sky Eye.

These three places in total seem to be disturbed by mysterious unknown forces, making it impossible to peek into the past.

Instead, those clones that were attacked by the backlash died on the spot, and their deaths were extremely miserable, with blood coming out of all their orifices, being invaded by strange things, and having morbid deformations all over their bodies.

In the end, Qin Yangming used talismans to destroy these replicas himself.

After wiping it out, Qin Yangming couldn't help but feel scared. Fortunately, he just took a very superficial look and did not suffer any strange backlash.

"Lucar, how long have you been asleep? In other words, how long have you been imprisoned by Luca, the weird artificial intelligence you created?"

Lucard calculated the time, and finally said to Qin Yangming:

"Almost thirty-seven thousand years..."

Thirty-seven thousand years...

Qin Yangming keenly caught the discord in time and asked Lucard:

"How many experimental subjects did the research institute collect?"

"One hundred thousand."

"Based on the speed at which the Cradle is releasing experimental subjects to begin their training, do you think all 100,000 experimental subjects will be delivered within 37,000 years?"

Lucard said firmly:

"No, according to the normal release speed of the Cradle, it will only take less than two hundred years for all 100,000 test subjects to be used up."

Qin Yangming nodded. He recalled what happened when he was on the first level [underground parking lot]. Almost every time the shelter was released, many people would die.

And after the death of people, new people will immediately fill their positions to ensure that the number of sequencers in each [underground parking lot] is thirty-three.

Qin Yangming's voice suddenly trembled. He felt as if everything he had known before was about to be overturned again.

"So, are there any more experimental subjects now?"

Lucard was also inexplicably frightened. He said:

"And there are quite a few more..."

"how many?"

"Seventy-eight thousand six hundred and thirty-two."

No, this is totally wrong, seriously wrong, this doesn’t make sense at all!

Qin Yangming's thoughts began to wander. He thought of something and said:

"Are there any objects still in the Cradle?"

Lucard nodded. There were still some objects in the Cradle. He used these objects to test the low-level sequencers in the Cradle.

Qin Yangming's eyes suddenly showed a look of horror. It turned out that there was a serious logical gap in the things that they had always been accustomed to ignoring.

"So, when the [Egg of Destiny] took effect, why didn't it affect the current inmates? Why are these inmates still imprisoned in the [Cradle]..."

"Besides, why did the [Egg of Destiny] still retain the [Cradle]..."

"What I mean is, the [Egg of Destiny] expanded a lot of space at that time, and even a city could be built in it, but why was the [Cradle] separated from the space created by the [Egg of Destiny]?"

"All the people and the objects in the institute are in Egg City, and some of the objects are preserved in the Cradle."

"Besides, there is no connection between this Egg City and the Cradle. The Egg of Destiny would not do this..."

Although Lucard was a spirit, he now felt the hairs on his body stand up.

"You mean, there is a mysterious force controlling us?"

Qin Yangming nodded and said:

"The nine-story Tower of Babel is different on each floor. Only those who climb the stairs can liberate all living beings..."

"Who left this? Why did they leave behind such a prophecy? We still don't know..."

"What exactly is the so-called nine-story tower of heaven..."

"And what happened during the tens of thousands of years you were asleep?"

"What's going on in the outside world?"

"So what happened after Hongyue opened her eyes?"

"Has anyone ever walked out in these tens of thousands of years?"

Lucard shook his head. This data was not stored by Lucard in the Cradle's database. These tens of thousands of years of history were blank and there was no way to query them.

Qin Yangming originally thought that by being promoted to the sixth level of [Black Robe Heavenly Master], he would be one step closer to the truth.

But now, he discovered more mysteries. The road ahead was obscured by gray fog and could not be seen clearly.

All the suspense that seemed to have been settled reappeared before his eyes.