National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

Lei Zhe and Zhang Yang were having a barbecue and chatting in the backyard, while Nanqiang returned to the first floor alone. According to Lei Zhe's previous instructions, he quickly found the entrance to the basement.

It was a remote and narrow door with a narrow passage, and one had to bend down to get in. It was pitch black inside, and a flashlight was turned on on the south wall.

“I didn’t expect that there is such a world hidden in this manor.” South Wall stepped into the basement, and the damp and rotten smell hit him in the face. The darkness like thick ink instantly enveloped him.

The surroundings were terribly silent, without a trace of light. He could only grope forward using a flashlight. The ground beneath his feet was bumpy and uneven, and every step was accompanied by a dull echo.

Ta...ta...ta...

"It's so dark..." Nanqiang was not very scared. After all, the master was in the yard, and there was no sign of any living person nearby.

Walking forward, he also found the ice cellar that Lei Zhe mentioned.

The outer wall of the ice cellar was chilly to the touch. When the door was opened, a gust of freezing air rushed out, as if to freeze the surrounding air.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." The south wall shuddered, and a faint blue cold light shone through the cracks in the ice, illuminating the neatly stacked rows of food. The meat was frozen hard, with a thin layer of frost condensed on the surface, as if covered with a layer of crystal armor; the vegetables were also sealed in it, and the veins of the leaves were clearly visible under the ice.

In addition to meat and vegetables, there are various sealed cans stacked up.

"So many..." He started to take them from the south wall, but found that he couldn't move them because the meat was all frozen together due to being frozen for a long time. He used a bolt to knock for a long time before he was able to chisel off a piece of frozen meat.

"I'm going to eat you today..." Feeling the heavy weight and icy texture in his hand, Nanqiang left with satisfaction.

He didn't notice that in the layers below the ice, several hidden test tube solutions were shaking slightly due to the cracks in the ice.

"came back."

Zhang Yang and Lei Zhe had a pretty good chat, and in the process he also understood the difficulties the other person faced.

"Well, we have steak to eat." The packaging bag of Nanqiang beef was torn open, the steak inside was wrapped with tin foil, and placed on the barbecue grill.

"Wow... I miss you so much." Nanqiang rubbed his hands by the stove, his face full of anticipation.

After having a barbecue in the backyard, the three of them set off.

Rezhe Williams activated his ability and they walked all the way back to the place where they were attacked by the savages.

"It's really a god. He actually came back?" Pushing aside the camphor leaves, Nanqiang once again saw the "7"-shaped mark on the tree.

It seems that the so-called Compass Organization will soon be unveiled by them.

"I have used up a lot of my mental strength, and now only half is left." Lei Zhe Williams on the side seemed a little overwhelmed. He didn't expect Zhang Yang and Nanqiang to have walked such a long distance.

He had just found the savage and half of his mental energy had been consumed.

If I really go to the savages' lair, will I have enough mental strength to sustain it?

"Take a rest if you're tired. Thank you for all the journey." Zhang Yang was very grateful to Lei Zhe Williams. At the same time, he also wanted to obtain his abilities. It would be great if he still had the talent absorption needle from his previous life.

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The vast plains spread out in the vastness, and the earth seems to be covered with a layer of silver velvet carpet by nature.

Looking into the distance, the sky and the earth merge into one in the distance, with no end in sight. Only the howling north wind rushes across this vast land unhindered, blowing up the fine snow on the ground, which flickers in the sun.

The sight came to the center of the plain, where a brand new city wall stood quietly. The scene inside the wall was completely different from that outside the wall, and it seemed like a sign of revival of all things.

The originally withered and yellow grass suddenly turned a touch of green and stubbornly poked its head out from under the snow.

Pink buds appeared on the branches of several peach trees in the corner, like shy girls about to bloom.

In the Red City, a huge and simple bell tower stands in the center of the city.

Inside the clock tower, in a modern high-tech laboratory, scientific researchers in white coats are busy shuttling back and forth. There are many of them but everything is in good order.

"Sampling completed, the third test is in progress!"

They are conducting research on a reagent, and everyone in a white coat is wearing a medical medal that symbolizes high level and status.

The doctor who was conducting the investigation frowned slightly, carefully recording every key piece of information. The apprentice in charge of sampling was also very skilled, carefully extracting the samples.

The sampling process is rigorous and meticulous, and no details that may affect the results are missed.

Grant and Gordon were also in the laboratory.

Gordon looked up with full concentration, his eyes fixed on the screen, which showed a little white mouse trapped in a cage.

And a doctor was giving him an injection of Utopia.

Under the pale light of the laboratory, the little white mouse was pacing back and forth anxiously in the metal cage, its pink little nose moving constantly as it sniffed the strange and dangerous scent in the air.

But just a few minutes after the Utopia potion was injected into its body, something strange happened.

The little white mouse first froze in place. Its originally lively black eyes instantly lost their former luster, as if covered by a layer of turbid film, becoming dull and empty.

Its body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and its originally smooth hair became messy and stood up, as if it was being pulled by an invisible force.

It no longer has its former liveliness. Its movements are slow and stiff, and every step it takes seems extremely difficult, as if its joints are rusted.

The tail dragged limply behind it, twitching occasionally, but it was unable to animate the entire body.

Grant in front of the screen also frowned. She saw a strange and alternative vitality surging in the other person's body.

The rise and fall of its chest was no longer regular; sometimes it was rapid, sometimes it was weak, as if a fierce internal struggle was going on.

The blood vessels are faintly visible under the translucent skin, and the blood flowing inside is no longer the normal bright red, but a dark, almost purple-black color, as if burning with a strange flame, giving it a deformed yet tenacious "vitality".

"Boss, these are historical documents about the ideal country transferred from the Deserted City." A doctor came forward with a file bag.

"Okay." Grant took the file bag and unwound the lines on it.

This document was sent by Zhang Yang's younger brother Tailun. Investigating the secrets of the ideal country is one of their collaborations.