Global Weirdness: People Survive in Ultra

Chapter 270 Blood

Pingye nodded, sitting back in his chair, and said, "I once found some of my great-grandfather's research materials at home. They recorded a lot of technologies I had never seen before."

"One of them is related to this stone statue." Pingye recalled, "It seems that my great-grandfather and his men once fought a certain battle."

"I've looked for information, but I've found nothing." Pingye's eyes darkened. "I once thought that those technologies were just my great-grandfather's imagination."

"It wasn't until the appearance of this stone statue that I realized the possibility of verifying those technologies."

The corner of Meng Yao's mouth twitched. "Are those technologies you're looking for meteor technology?"

Pingye's eyes widened and he pushed up his glasses: "How did you know?"

After saying this, he suddenly realized that when they first met in the square, Meng Yao had mentioned the word Meteor Technology.

It was just that the captain arrived suddenly, so I didn't hear it clearly.

"Where is that information?" Meng Yao said to Ping Ye, "Take me to see it."

"this......"

Ping hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded. Even though he'd just been lectured by the captain, if he wanted to stop the statue from exploding, then simply sitting there wouldn't do anything.

He took Meng Yao with him and drove home without even changing his clothes.

Heiya's family has been practicing medicine for generations. The family owns several private hospitals and the house they live in is also extremely luxurious.

It was Meng Yao's first time to visit such a luxurious villa. Looking at the floor under his feet that was so smooth that it could reflect a person's face, and the busy maids, he was a little uncomfortable for a moment.

A maid came up to greet him, and Ping waved his hand to send them all away, then took Meng Yao to the top floor of the villa.

This is a study.

Various instruments and old books were piled together.

"This is it." Pingye pulled over an escalator and began to search the bookshelves. "Wait a moment, I need to look for it."

Meng Yao nodded, and wandered around the study out of boredom.

He walked to the window and looked out. Outside the house was a vast green lawn. Meng Yao glanced around and saw a cemetery.

"Does your family have its own cemetery?"

Meng Yao regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. For such a wealthy family, family cohesion is undoubtedly important, so it is normal to build a private cemetery.

Or maybe he's just surprised by something he hasn't seen before.

Pingye was flipping through the bookshelf and replied without turning his head, "Well, it's a family tradition. We actually have a lot of people in our family."

"Building a special cemetery will also facilitate sacrifices."

Meng Yao uttered an "Oh," and his gaze returned to the window. His fingers subconsciously tapped the window sill, making a rhythmic clicking sound. Zheping's grave should be here, too, right?

After more than ten minutes, Pingye finally pulled out a thick notebook from the bookshelf. The notebook was quite old, and he blew gently, and the dust that flew up quickly covered the lenses.

"The information is in here." Pingye said, "I found it here in the first place."

Meng Yao took it and flipped through it. Although he didn't understand many of the technical terms and drawings, after a rough look, Meng Yao was sure that this was Meteor Technology.

He closed the book and placed it on the table. "Yes, this is what I call the Meteor Technique."

"Doesn't GUYS have Meteor technology anymore?"

Ping thought about it and said, "Absolutely nothing. There's not even any record of it. If such advanced technology really existed, it wouldn't make sense for it to be left unused."

"But I read my great-grandfather's notes and discovered that meteor technology was always the focus of their research back then." Pingye and Meng Yao looked at each other. "Even after the monster outbreak, they were still actively researching it."

Ping also turned to the last page of his notes and ran his finger over a sentence.

Meng Yao also glanced over and saw the words: "—We are still researching. The existing meteor technology still cannot reach our speed requirements..."

“I hope I can complete this research in my lifetime.”

There was no further news after that.

Was this research finally completed?

Meng Yao and Heping also looked at each other. In the dim study, the latter shrugged his shoulders, his face full of helplessness: "How should I know this? Maybe you can ask my great grandfather."

Meng Yao didn't think this was a joke.

He reached out, wanting to look at the notebook again, but Pingye's communicator suddenly rang.

Shingo Sakomizu's face appeared on the screen. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Heiya and Meng Yao: "Thank God, Meng Yao found you."

"I guessed you would stay with He Ping."

Hearing it was Poshui, Meng Yao leaned over to the screen and asked, "What's wrong, Captain? Did the higher-ups come down and take action against you?"

"The higher-ups didn't say much, just let it be discussed later." Poshui skipped the topic and said, "I have something more important to talk to you about!"

"whats the matter?"

Sakumui practically growled, "It's the statue from the future. For some reason, they suddenly decided to blow it up today!"

Meng Yao's pupils shrank, and Pingye's emotions also became excited. He said, "Senior Poshui, why? Didn't you say that the explosion plan would start the day after tomorrow?!"

“Why didn’t you follow the notice?”

Poshui shook his head, and on the other side of the screen he seemed to turn his head and look out the window: "Something doesn't seem right, Meng Yao, look at the sky!"

sky!?

What's wrong with the sky?

Meng Yao had a bad feeling. He walked to the window of the study and saw that the originally blue sky was gradually turning blood red.

The blood threads climbed up to the sky along the horizon, like a layer of blood film.

Pingye dropped his book and came to the window, wondering, "What's going on? Is there another alien invasion?"

"No, but it should be worse than this."

Meng Yao didn't have time to explain to Pingye. He just grabbed the communicator and said to Poshui, "Could there be an accident outside?"

The anchor point was originally swallowed by the ancestor, and the two of them were only able to come in through the bond of Nexus.

To be honest, this is considered smuggling.

"Our little trick was discovered by the ancestor." Meng Yao felt as if a stone was suddenly pressing on his heart.

No one expected that time would suddenly become urgent. Before they even had any clue, the power of the ancestor discovered them and began to fight back.

"Captain, find a place to hide first, I'll come find you!"

After Meng Yao finished speaking, he took the initiative to cut off the communication, and then hurriedly pulled Ping Ye out.

But when he left the study, he found that everything had changed. The once luxurious house had become shabby and dilapidated, and a faint blood-red light filled the air, blurring his vision.

The busy maids also disappeared.

Pingye was already confused, and now seeing this scene, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "What...what is going on?"

After leaving the house, the scenery in front of me was even more bizarre.

The view was shrouded in a red light, and all the buildings within sight were reduced to ruins. Many places were even on fire, and thick smoke rose into the sky.

"Ping Ye, calm down!"

Meng Yao reached out and shook Pingye, forcing him to calm down. "It's hard to explain to you, but this world is actually a fake one. It exists within the bond of Mebius."

Ping also smacked his lips.

I don’t know if it was because of the huge amount of information, but his pupils gradually became dilated.

"Heiya? What's wrong with you?"

Meng Yao patted Pingye, and the latter's eyes finally refocused: "I, I'm fine."

"Let's go to the stone statue quickly. Didn't Senior Poshui just say that he wanted to start the explosion plan?"

But now the world has suddenly changed. The car we brought here has been scrapped, and only a rusty iron frame is left in the garage.

Meng Yao frowned, thinking that without a car, he would probably not be able to catch up.

"We have to run and find a car while we run!"

This was the only decision Meng Yao could make at the moment.

So Meng Yao and Heping ran wildly along the road.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty street. In the blood-stained area, although they were only a few meters apart, neither of them could clearly see each other's facial features.

"Wait a minute!"

Meng Yao stopped and turned back suddenly. He seemed to have heard a third footstep?