Chapter 329: Abyss Art Museum (Part 1)
Chapter 329: Abyss Art Museum (Part 1)
Chapter 329: Abyss Art Museum (Part )
[Mechanic: Good news, our survivor team has welcomed a new member.]
[Archer: Hello everyone~]
[Prisoner: This is usually accompanied by some bad news.]
[Meteorologist: Um, this Miss Brunel seems to have the same last name as Etta.]
[Night Watchman:?!]
[Archer: Hello, great grandfather~]
[Forward: Huh?]
[Apostle: When did little Ita get a great-granddaughter?]
[Cheerleader: I didn't expect Ita to become a great-grandfather at such a young age.]
[Crybaby: Huh? Now Brother Ita and Grandpa Balk are the same!]
[Night Watchman: That's different! I'm not even an adult yet!]
[Bartender: Wait a minute, Ms. Brunel, you're not older than your "great-grandfather"!]
[Novelist: It’s hard to say…]
[Photographer: Considering the time-space confusion here, it doesn't seem that hard to accept.]
[Recorder: Little Ita, you could have a chat with this...younger one of yours and find out what's going on.]
[Night Watchman: Well, I've never been an elder...]
[Soul of the Umbrella (Black): Don't worry, just take your time.]
[Soul of the Umbrella (white): Since you are from the same family, you should have something to talk about.]
[Archer: I also want to know the story of Lagertha's ancestors.]
[Night Watchman: Mother's story... I can tell you.]
[Prisoner: Speaking of which, was this new incident spearheaded by Aesop?]
[Embarkantist: No... I'm just trying to lure the Black Organization members to the Abyss Museum...]
[Mercenary: Actually, we dumped all the artifacts from Abyss III in an underground venue. The Black Organization was noticed by outsiders, but...]
[Cowboy: But these guys weren't tough enough, and were eaten like snacks by the creatures of the abyss.]
[Toymaker: Creatures from Abyss III...are those hidden within artworks, attempting to pollute human cognition. They're not very lethal, but they're extremely polluting. If one were to escape, it would wreak havoc on the region.]
[Priest: I think I can give Toru Amuro a hard time. These things are still controlled by higher-level abyssal creatures anyway.]
[Acrobat: Indeed, Jack, come on, Pickman's art exhibition is about to begin~]
[Joker: We agreed to let the creatures do the work. I don't want to do it myself.]
[Dancer: Then I'll leave my poetry collection there, the biggest "source of pollution," and see if the Black Organization can come up with something new.]
In the Black Organization's safe house, Gin and Vodka are gathering a group of peripheral members. Mercenaries, undertakers, Chianti, Collen, Vermouth and Amuro Toru are standing by and watching.
"What is Gin trying to do by making such a big fuss about gathering external members?" Toru Amuro had just returned from reporting on the situation with Rum and had no idea what had happened.
Vermouth lit a women's cigarette. "It seems that a few peripheral members accidentally discovered an underground exhibition hall. On the surface, the exhibition hall is an art gallery with many works of art on display, but it seems to contain various laboratories."
Amuro Toru raised an eyebrow: "Could it be that those peripheral personnel found nothing after the search, so we code members are needed to go in?"
"Hmph, a bunch of trash." Gin cursed and didn't say anything else.
Vodka had no choice but to come forward and explain, "Actually, only one of the outsiders sent to search the lab made it back alive, but he was already unconscious when he escaped. Not long after, he became completely insane and completely unable to communicate normally."
"Later, we sent a group of people to investigate the situation. They didn't go deep into the venue, but only checked the perimeter, when they were attacked by unknown creatures."
Vodka pointed to a corpse lying on the stretcher over there, lifted the white cloth, and saw that the person inside had purple skin covered with hideous teeth marks and strangle marks.
[Mercenary: How come there are teeth marks after you put so much stuff in there?]
[Jack: Sorry, it was my "Man-Eating Treasure Chest" that did this.]
[Department Master: The things from Abyss Two...are in there too?]
[Magician: Hey, that's not right. Even if it's that treasure chest, its lethality isn't that high.]
[Priest: Okay, I went in and took a look. It's like a hodgepodge, with all sorts of creatures from Abyss One to Abyss Eight.]
[Mercenary: Is this still a place where people can go?]
[Prophet: It feels like this place has become a buffet for abyssal creatures.]
[Joker: Luckily, I divided the area before throwing them in. Each type of abyssal creature can only move in their own area. As long as they don't encounter those from the underworld, they should be fine.]
[Prisoner: You wouldn't have just randomly arranged the positions like Fubi Random Thoughts, would you?]
[Spider: Valletta helped by arranging small rooms for the little creatures.]
[Gravekeeper: Looks like a level-breaking game.]
"So, where exactly is this place?" Amuro Toru asked in confusion. "There's such a bizarre underground venue, and the organization hadn't discovered it before?"
"Isn't it because your intelligence team is so useless?" Gin glared at Amuro Toru. "The people Rum brought here just like to keep what they know to themselves."
Although the job of the intelligence team is not to plunder land, Amuro Toru found it difficult to refute this statement, so he turned to look at the mercenary beside him.
The mercenary was checking the equipment in the suitcase with the undertaker at this time. Various small storage bottles, ecological tanks and other bottles and jars filled the entire suitcase.
"Bring some incendiary bombs and flash bombs. They should be useful against biological creatures." The mercenary threw a few to Toru Amuro.
Toru Amuro vaguely realized that the mercenaries knew what the underground venue was used for, but there were too many people there and he couldn't ask directly. He planned to wait until they arrived at the place and divided into groups to ask what the situation was.
Soon, many black vehicles stopped in front of a long-abandoned villa. Gin ordered all the peripheral members to check their equipment and surround the place first.
Chianti and Collen were also responsible for vigilance. Each of them carried a sniper rifle and hid in a grove not far from the villa.
Chianti couldn't help but complain: "Really? They actually made us wait outside!"
Colen spoke in his broken voice, "We will follow Gin's orders. Besides, sniper rifles are useless indoors."
"Come to think of it, that woman Vermouth is also going in to search this time, right? It would be best if she died in there! Or was beaten to hemiplegia by some experimental creature!" Chianti couldn't help but curse Vermouth.
Gin coldly divided the remaining code members into groups: "Vodka is with me, Negroni, you take Bourbon, and Snow Country, you follow Vermouth."
The undertaker glanced at Vermouth, and Vermouth also noticed the undertaker's strange look, but she didn't pay much attention to it.
[Mercenary: Take it easy, Aesop, don't kill him directly.]
[Embarkantist: ...Understood.]
[Toy Merchant: I can even hear the regret in Aesop's tone.]
[Batter: Uh...]
Three groups of people entered the villa together through the main gate. Vermouth and the undertaker were responsible for searching the ground part, while Gin and Vodka, the mercenaries and Amuro Toru were responsible for searching the underground part. After all, the underground part was several times larger than the ground part, and most of the laboratories were also located underground.
Gin and Vodka went to the first underground floor, while the mercenary and Toru Amuro went to the second underground floor.
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