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When Lin Sanjiu was about to put her mask back on, Sibaan suddenly stopped her.

"This mask is one of the products of the arsenal." He didn't seem to realize that it was actually a simulated [combat item]. He gently pulled her wrist down and took out the mask. "You're lucky to be able to sneak in with it on. Now that Li Wensujiang is on guard, you won't be able to get far with it."

"Is this a product from the arsenal?" She was surprised and looked at the mask in his hand carefully. At first glance, it looks like just a thin piece of flesh-colored soft skin; the only special thing is that no matter how carefully you look, you can't find where the edge of the mask disappears, and it actually looks like it has merged into the air bit by bit. Looking at it too many times can even make people dizzy - this is a phenomenon caused by slight cognitive confusion in the human brain.

What kind of technology does this have to be?

"Surprised?" Siba'an looked at her and let out a low laugh: "Eighty percent of the products produced by the arsenal can be summed up in one sentence - you know what they are, but you don't know why."

She glanced at the other party in confusion: "How do you say that?"

“I know how to make them, I know what they do, but I don’t know why they do what they do.”

The blond man rolled up his mask and raised his chin towards the door: "Our products are all produced after dismantling and groping countless special items, using the operating rules discovered by chance. The place you entered is just right. Come... come, I will take you out to see."

"Wait a minute," Lin Sanjiu followed him and asked in a low voice, "Isn't this the right time? I have to leave quickly."

"I know, don't worry."

Sibaan turned back and smiled at her, and a few strands of bright blond hair fell down, like sunshine broken by the wind. His pace did not slow down at all, he just avoided the door and led her along the corridor on one side and into the depths of the hall.

When Lin Sanjiu came behind a pillar, she took advantage of the cover and quickly peeked out, only to see many figures vaguely moving around outside the gate; none of the people who had gone out just now seemed to have left, and were still being queued up one after another. The land is held outside.

"come here."

When she was about to open her mouth, she turned her head and realized that the shadow in front of her had disappeared and disappeared into a door at the end.

Lin Sanjiu paused and hesitated for a moment.

The other party had no reason to be unfavorable to her - at least as far as she knew, there was none; it was just that it was difficult for her to understand why he would be so dedicated to her.

Just because she's a woman?

She wondered as she stepped into the door.

None of the doubts that had flashed through her mind came true; in the light cast by countless small spotlights, Sibaan was facing away from her, looking up at a plane - Lin Sanjiu followed As soon as he raised his eyes, his thinking stopped for a moment.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had spent a few seconds in a daze.

"This is a...a what?"

She found it difficult to look away, so she could only raise her head and stare straight at it, then walked step by step to stand next to Sbaan.

In this room, which was about a hundred square meters in size, a huge circular cavity was dug out of the ceiling above. Layers upon layers of metal skeletons as dense as trees stood tall in this spacious room, forming an intricate, beast-like shape. The luster glistened across its body, and countless pipes of various colors protruded from it, submerging into the cavity of the second floor floor; the most conspicuous one was an inverted cone wrapped in layers of metal skeletons high in the air. Metal barrel.

At first glance, Lin Sanjiu knew that this was not a special item—although this metal behemoth might have used many special items—but it was obviously the product of countless time, efforts, and wisdom that humans had poured into it. Artifacts created.

It looked down majestically at the two humans at its feet, and slowly blew out bursts of faint white steam in silence.

"I have a way to help you leave, but I need its help."

Sibaan also raised his head, and his Adam's apple slid tremblingly as he spoke, flickering in the light. "This is one of the most proud achievements of the arsenal. We call it 'Scholar'. What you see is Scholar 4, and we have eleven more, distributed in eleven other worlds."

"It...what is it used for?"

Lin Sanjiu felt a little dazed; her eyes ran over the metal beast again and again, and she was surprised by its intricate structure. After a pause, she remembered the more important question: "What solution did you come up with?"

Sibaan lowered his head after hearing this, and his blond hair fell down, vaguely covering the gentle kiss he placed on the mask. Raising his head, he handed the [Combat Item] back and smiled at her: "I want you to wear my uniform."

Lin Sanjiu stared at the mask for several seconds before coughing and reaching out to pick it up - she felt like she didn't understand: "What did you say...w-what?"

"The people from Li Wensujiang must be all over the arsenal now. They will pay special attention to the props used to disguise their appearance. But you know what," Siba'an said, raising his hand to unbutton his uniform one by one. The dark blue jacket slowly slid open, revealing a piece of white shirt underneath; at the collar, a piece of texture was submerged in shadow.

"Generally speaking, except for the team performing the mission, even those who belong to the war department do not know the appearance of other mission targets. You put on my uniform, put on a little makeup, and with me by your side, you can You can leave here openly."

He took off his coat, suddenly reached out and threw it towards the metal frame in front of him. No matter what movement he performed, he performed it so smoothly and gracefully; it was as if everything in the world was created for him by someone who figured out his preferences.

Lin Sanjiu's eyes followed the clothes and fell on the inverted cone-shaped metal tube. Before she could say "Aren't you wearing it for me?" Siba'an asked: "Do you have any spare clothes?"

"Oh, yes,"

The gift package prepared a large amount of daily necessities for her, and even prepared a lot of clothes for her. Lin Sanjiu handed over some folded clothes and pants and asked, "What do you want this for?"

"I'll show you with my tops first," Siba'an took the clothes and put them down, his green eyes lighting up with a smile like a child's. "You might want to avoid it after a while."

What?

When Lin Sanjiu was still wondering, the giant beast made of metal skeleton suddenly started to "gurgle" - she suddenly turned her head and saw that the clothes were being swallowed by an ever-opening "whirlpool", and quickly Submerged in a shadow; with the sudden high-speed rotation of the metal tube, bursts of white steam surged out, spurting out from the countless joints of the skeletal beast, quickly evaporating half of the house into a tumbling white cloud. .

"The scholar's effect is very good, but the movement is a bit loud." Siba'an sighed, "Oh, look, it has finished analyzing the clothes."

Straight beams of light suddenly lit up from the white steam, slowly rotating, intertwined with each other, and connected to create a light curtain in mid-air.

At every intersection of light, words, images, molecular formulas - and even a pattern of intertwined and repeated patterns appeared, which looked somewhat familiar; Lin Sanjiu stared at it for a few seconds, and finally realized That's a weaving model of cloth.

"Using it to analyze uniforms is a bit overkill, and the deconstruction results are relatively small." Siba'an explained while walking to the other side of the metal behemoth, not knowing what operation was being performed: "...Generally speaking, if the analysis is For special items, such 'views' can even reach thousands."

By "viewpoint," he seems to be referring to the intersection point formed when the light beams intersect.

"Each viewpoint represents a key component of the object. By selectively reconstructing and copying these viewpoints, a brand new object can be created according to different directions and uses. I have never worked in the research department , I can only tell you a general principle.”

When Sibaan came back again, he had two identical dark blue uniforms draped on his arms.

He looked down, picked out one of the items, and smiled at Lin Sanjiu.

"This is mine, put it on."

Lin Sanjiu took the heavy uniform and put it on her body; the remaining body temperature and a faint fig-like breath immediately filled her nostrils. Sibaan's clothes were a bit too big for her, so she had to pull the sleeves with her hands to pull them as close to her body as possible.

"Go out and wait for me for a while,"

When she looked up, Sibaan had a hand on her belt. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net He raised his chin towards the door. Lin Sanjiu didn't need to wait for the second half of his sentence, and hurriedly stepped out of the door and closed the door behind her.

Leaning against the door, she let out a long breath.

In the distance, faint and faint human voices are occasionally blown into the hall by a gust of wind; but there is only silence in this building, so quiet that people can clearly hear their own heartbeat and blood flow - the hanging basket is waiting silently. Under the light, the corridor and the door were immersed in shadow.

She didn't seem to wait long when the door suddenly opened from behind, almost making her stagger.

A few minutes later, Lin Sanjiu had already changed into a Ministry of Security uniform; fortunately, she was not short, so the uniform was not so bulky as to arouse suspicion.

Sibaan took away the visit permit she had cheated, crushed it bit by bit with his fingers, and threw it into the silver trash can that Lin Sanjiu took out; he found a pair of scissors from nowhere and messed it up for her. Her dog-gnawed hair was slightly trimmed, and she wore a pair of glasses.

When he walked out of the door and ordered everyone to go back, Lin Sanjiu quietly took a photo of the one-eyed machine; at first glance, even she didn't quite recognize her own reflection.