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Chapter 343: Revised - 315 Cold Storage

Chapter 343: Revised: Chapter 315 Cold Storage

Using pain to counteract...

Zhao Zijing and the others exchanged glances, feeling that Pifu was deliberately hiding something, but since he was unwilling to elaborate, it was hard to ask for details.

Sometimes ignorance is bliss. Just like not wanting to check the hygienic conditions of the kitchen of your favorite takeout restaurant offline, or you’ll be in for a heap of surprises.

"Thanks again for your help, Pifu."

Father Andre drew a cross on his chest, nodded gratefully, and briefly recounted his experience.

They were also driven to the high tower by the collapsing earthquake, arriving two hours earlier than Li Cheng and the others.

After reaching an agreement with Dr. Noah, they ran errands for him, eliminating two mutated monsters lurking in the high tower. However, when heading to higher levels, they were ambushed, and out of seven players, only Andre survived.

"This high tower looks pretty sci-fi and advanced, but its defense system is like a sieve."

Bai Jixiong in his Border Collie form scratched his ear with his front paw and complained, "Mutated monsters come and go as they please, treating this place like a public toilet."

"Those that can sneak in are the strongest and most cunning mutated monsters. Just like some animals in the real world can sense an upcoming earthquake, they probably can sense imminent danger and will do whatever it takes to infiltrate the high tower."

Andre paused and then said, "Moreover, I also suspect Dr. Noah is hiding something from us."

Talisman Nail frowned upon hearing this, "What do you mean?"

Andre said, "Before we arrived at the embryo storage room, it was already damaged. And judging by the monkey’s physical abilities, it couldn’t possibly break the alloy liquid nitrogen bottles."

"That’s not necessarily true. Mammals, especially primates, can rapidly secrete hormones under urgent situations, unleashing immense potential. For instance, an elderly woman lifting a car to save her grandson."

Li Cheng casually remarked, "I know someone named Zheng Zha who, in an extreme rage, stayed angry for an entire day, eventually unlocking the fourth level genetic lock."

??? Enough already, stop referencing Infinite Horror.

Bai Jixiong and the others were baffled, while Zhao Zijing once again displayed a constipated expression—she had seen archives uploaded to the Special Affairs Bureau by Su Jie about Pifu and knew he was referencing Major Chu Xuan from Dragon Hidden Base.

"Time is limited, let’s not chat about irrelevant stuff."

Li Cheng instantly changed his tone, walking to the wall with a serene demeanor amidst everyone’s "Who is wasting time here?" frustrated looks, activated the Information Integration Glasses’ scanning function, and reached out to feel the wall.

Click.

He grabbed a hidden metal handle within the wall and pulled hard, revealing a horizontally placed cylindrical metal cold storage hibernation chamber.

It looked identical to those hibernation chambers used for interstellar travel in sci-fi movies, through the top cover glass, a person could be seen inside, wrapped in a white, high-polymer material mesh, with a tube inserted into their mouth and syringes and vital monitors connected to their limbs.

"There are more here."

Li Cheng opened twenty more hibernation chambers. Everyone busied themselves and discovered that the embryo storage room’s four walls, including the floor and ceiling, were packed with hibernation chambers, totaling five thousand.

Inside were all adult men and women, mostly middle-aged to elderly, without exception, all dead.

"Oh crap..."

Even Bai Jixiong, who had experienced countless script tasks and prided himself on being knowledgeable, was chilled by the scene, causing his Border Collie tail to droop, "No wonder the monkey is hiding here, it’s a buffet of human brains."

"These people had already died before the storage room lost power. The cause of death was heart failure due to drug overdose."

Li Cheng calmly said, "They should have been the ruling class before the disaster, either rich or noble."

Andre asked, "How do you know?"

"Judging by age distribution and physical characteristics."

Li Cheng continued playing with the yo-yo with his left hand, holding the Victory Flag Spear in his right hand, tearing the high-polymer material mesh, "High-intensity laborers often have joint wear and spinal issues, truck drivers often have one side of their face sunburned, and office workers usually have calluses on their hands.

These people in the hibernation chambers all lived pampered lives, with no labor marks, at most, calluses left from playing golf and deliberate tanning marks.

By the way, the popularity of tanning culture in Europe and America over the past century stems not only from the brown-black skin suggesting sun exposure, vacation, tourism, wealth, and leisure, embedding class attributes, dividing the rich from the commoners invisibly,

But also because certain Caucasian races in Europe and America have overly pale skin, which prominently shows an unsightly white color as they age, similar to swollen corpses.

Trump’s white circles around his eyes are a result of not tanning his eyelids properly.

If you don’t believe me, I can dissect these frozen bodies to see if there are signs of organ transplants and analyze their gastrointestinal contents to further speculate on their social class.

Let me tell you, deducing social identity from gastrointestinal conditions is my forte..."

Li Cheng was about to jump onto a hibernation chamber and use the Victory Flag Spear to slice open Hero Fragments, but Zhao Zijing and the others quickly restrained him.

We’ve had enough of discussing excretory matters, stop already.

After much persuasion, Li Cheng reluctantly put down the spear and casually said, "These five thousand deceased were likely the affluent and influential government elites who first banded together amidst the disaster.

They might have known about Dr. Noah’s interstellar colonization plan and even struck a deal, providing necessary resources for Dr. Noah in exchange for survival rights in the new world.

However, it seems the plan failed."

Looking at the mass of corpses, Zhao Zijing pondered, "...Should we go back down the tower and confront Noah?"

"It’s possible but unnecessary."

Li Cheng shook his head, "Whatever happened in the Otherworld is irrelevant to us. Since Dr. Noah built the high tower, he’s the only one who can construct the Space Jump Engine,

why bother taking these already burdensome, non-productive elites?

The new world doesn’t need a second deity.

For now, let’s hurry onward."

With that, he retrieved his yo-yo, ready to end the life of the mutated monkey.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Pifu, are you going to kill it?"

Talisman Nail suddenly thought of something and said, "How about transferring it to me? Our bureau is very interested in monsters with spiritual superpowers and willing to pay a high price, equivalent to a Perfect Quality item."

"Hmm? Fine."

Li Cheng nodded. He wanted to kill the monkey for the experience and Game Coin rewards, so if the Special Affairs Bureau wanted to buy it, he was happy to oblige.

"Thank you, thank you."

Talisman Nail carefully took the half-dead monkey, pulled out a blank piece of paper with his other hand, clapped both hands together, and surprisingly imprinted the monkey onto the paper.