Chapter 302

"Are you not interested in the experimental results of transplanting the project's special abilities into humans?"

Seeing the line of text on the screen, Charles' outstretched hand immediately stopped.

"The Foundation cracked the mystery of the relic, did they really do that?"

Charles understands what this message means. It means that something that cannot be explained by science, such as a relic, can be explained by science. It also means that the Foundation has fully grasped this ability.

198 answered Charles' question unhurriedly, ":), there is no doubt, just three years and four months after the success of the Dawn Project. The experiment of the scientific research team led by Dr. D4 was successful for the first time."

Charles, who frowned, looked at the tablet in front of him, and asked in a low voice, "Completely successful? No side effects?"

"Of course it's not that simple. Although the first subject soon transformed into Project 17XX and was executed by Project 1938, Dr. D4 soon led his team to improve the experiment. The most successful experiment data are in my database. You Do you want this extraordinary power? As long as you help me, I can give you all these materials."

This kind of temptation, I have to say that Charles has begun to be tempted. Who doesn't want the ability to become stronger? This unknown power can turn an ordinary person into a superman, which is definitely a huge aid to his exploration.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Charles asked.

"Help me find 399. I need to find it. Although I am locked in the box, I can clearly feel that when the island sank, something took it and fell into the abyss."

At this moment, Tuba, who was not talking at all, leaned his mouth closer and said in a low voice: "I tell you, it was created by 399 and 1947. Those people were doing experiments with them before, and the result is unknown. Something went wrong, 198 just came out."

Hearing this strange thing, Charles was very surprised.

Can one relic be added to another to create a new relic? Charles wondered what experiment they were doing.

But Charles immediately threw away those messy thoughts, and his attention returned to 198's screen, and the other party was typing again.

"Both 399 and 319 should be in the lair of the white beast. You just need to look for 399 while looking for 319. It won't waste your energy."

"Have you considered that since it was taken away by the white beast for the first time, 399 is very likely dead."

"There is this possibility, if the 399 melody disappears, the conditions switch, return to the sea surface, find the Internet port, and assist me to upload the network."

Tuba opened his mouth and fiddled with his hands, explaining to 198: "Well, actually outside—"

Charles clapped his hands and stuffed what Tuba was about to say back into his stomach. "Okay, no problem, that's it."

After he finished speaking, he didn't bother to take off the diving suit on his body, and quickly walked towards the captain's cabin with the tablet.

Soon he took out a black marker pen from an iron box and started writing quickly.

This is his contract with 198. He helps 198 find 399 or uploads it to the Internet. The experimental record of human beings absorbing relics is the reward for completing the task.

As the words on it quickly disappeared, the contract between Charles and 198 was finalized, and neither could be violated.

Charles doesn't trust this guy, an artificial intelligence wants to upload to the Internet, what the hell is it going to do?

Of course, what it doesn't know is that the situation outside has undergone earth-shaking changes. There is no Internet for a long time, and it can't upload anywhere after it goes up.

Therefore, Charles left a back door in the contract just now. If there is no Internet outside, then he will also be judged as the contract is completed.

After a short rest, the Narwhal headed towards the dark water again.

The previous incident gave Charles vigilance. The white beast did not seem to be detected by sonar. He deliberately asked two sailors to stand on the submarine as lookouts to observe the blind spots that could not be detected.

"About the white beast, what other clues do you know, and how many people are there?" Charles asked.

He had to find a way to understand the quantity of those things. After all, he only had an ordinary submarine. If there were hundreds or thousands of white beasts underneath, it would be king to simply go back.

"Not many. According to my calculations over the years, it is estimated that there are about 50 people, but it may be less. On the afternoon of June 14, 8 years ago, something went to their lair from the side. According to the energy fluctuations, a large number Chances are they fought with each other, and they didn't come up to get other relics in the next three years,"

"The sea is dangerous, and it's not easy for them to live here either."

Hearing this, Charles breathed a sigh of relief, at least his eyes were not darkened now.

Charles has also fought against them. He knows that although the white beast has special abilities, it is not very dangerous if it is simply restrained. He is more worried about the huge sea monster before.

The previous one was so difficult to deal with, if there were more than one, the Narwhal might be completely dismantled.

He needed a spy, and Feuerbach's Shark was clearly qualified for the role.

The propeller of the Narwhal stopped, and a dozen sharks rushed out like torpedoes.

The lights were quickly turned off, and the other crew members waited quietly in the submarine.

Charles deliberately called Tuba aside, and asked him, "Tell me, is there any project that remains on the main island that is in great danger? This matter must be made clear, it is related to our life and death."

Leaving Charles aside how powerful the things that control the white beast are, he was even more afraid that the relics that had been brought down would suddenly overwhelm him.

If the door No. 3 hadn't been blocked suddenly by that inexplicable eyeball, the entire ship would have been buried in the bottom of the sea.

"No, how could it be? Everyone is not in too much danger. We had fun playing together. The guy inside the No. 3 door is already the most dangerous, but even if it is, as long as the door is not opened, it can't hurt you. anyone."

Hearing this, Charles understood clearly, also, since the main island of the Foundation, the depths of the main island cannot be filled with extremely dangerous relics like 1002.

"What is 399? Does it have any special abilities?" Charles asked about the details of another project.

"Uh...it...it's a brain."

"Brain?"

"Yes, a very big brain." Tuba gestured with his hands open.

As if knowing what Charles was thinking, Tuba continued: "It's not dangerous either. Those people even let it go shopping on the street by itself. I also heard that it fell in love with a woman."

"What?" Charles was a little overwhelmed by the amount of information.

What kind of person would actually fall in love with a living relic, holding a huge brain and making love, don't you feel sick?

Just when Charles thought so, the shark came back with an exciting news.

"Captain, there are three identical sea monsters entrenched below, and some white beasts are sending things into the huge purple ball." Feuerbach, who was carried to the deck, translated the shark dance.