The scene after the three of them hid in the elevator was a bit boring. If Meng Fei had to describe it, it would feel like he was getting into a spaceship that was about to be launched and headed for Mars.

The countdown ended and the rocket ignited. First there was a small roar when it started, then it developed into a series of terrifying explosions, and finally it became an unstoppable raging fire wave.

The elevator shaft is vertical and theoretically not affected by vertically falling objects, but surrounded by the near-infinite energy released by an infinite fall, anything can happen.

The entire elevator began to vibrate violently like the cockpit of a spaceship when it was launched, and then heated up. As for the outside of the elevator, there was a roar like the earth was collapsing.

Even if it is just a stone, if accelerated to the limit, it can easily cut the elevator open like a cardboard box. This is not just watching without danger, this is a life-betting game to see who can survive to the end.

If the elevator disintegrates, in the heavy rain of countless fragments that accelerate to incredible speeds, even if they can control objects with their consciousness, have steel and iron bones, and can repair wounds, it will be of little use.

An Sheng tightly grasped the handrail at the edge of the elevator and shouted tragically:

"Sacrificing one's life to go to the country's disaster, seeing death as a sudden return home!"

So Mr. An is such a middle-class guy?

But there is no national crisis now, and no one is asked to die?

Isn’t it said that coming here is just for academic exchange? Isn’t it said that Shenhu is the most peaceful and safest country?

Just as Meng Fei was about to find something to hold on to stabilize his body, Xiao Han suddenly rushed over and hugged him tightly, with a head of fragrant hair buried under his chin.

A typical example of taking advantage of someone’s situation!

While he was responsibly debating whether to force Xiao Han away, he suddenly felt as if the world had turned on a particle system, with countless black and white dots flashing before his eyes.

The world is falling apart!

…

After experiencing the interruption and then reconnection of communication with reality, Meng Fei felt that his consciousness was a little blurry, as if he was about to wake up.

He finally opened his eyes. Unlike the dimly lit elevator, the lights here were bright. His eyes began to adapt to the environment again.

What the hell is this place? Why are you here suddenly?

Room?

Hospital?

crematorium?!

His field of vision became clear again, and it turned out that the snow-white table top was a conference table. Sitting opposite him was a Xizhou woman with brown hair, in her forties or fifties, with a face covered with freckles and wrinkles.

"Hello, hello?"

"Hello."

Meng Fei finally came to his senses and calmly assessed the situation. There was no doubt that this room, which was about fifty square meters in size, was a very ordinary conference room.

In the middle is a conference table, with black swivel chairs on both sides. On the wall are posters full of data and charts, as well as the genial smile of a certain academic master.

A large projector screen hangs in front, and a large whiteboard stands on the left. On the whiteboard are seven or eight sticky notes written with various combinations of letters and numbers.

Xiao Han was still sitting next to him, on the chair right behind him. But An Sheng was nowhere to be found. I wonder if this guy really fulfilled his prophecy and died?

No matter where this place is, first of all, they must still be within the territory of Shenhu. Because there are only two kinds of characters on the various charts hanging on the wall. Most of them are in Shenhu script and a small amount of Taotie language.

Moreover, the woman opposite also spoke Taotie dialect.

"Mr. Zhang Feng?"

"Yes, I am. May I ask who you are?"

Meng Fei nodded calmly, and then asked a question in Taotie language. Since he is in Shenhu, there is a high probability that he is still in Rosemary City. That means there is a high possibility that he is still in danger.

At this time, the last thing you should do is to mess up your position. First keep everything normal, understand the situation, continue the task, and then wait for opportunities to find a way out.

"Please call me Sophia.

"I am the personnel management specialist of our institute. I am responsible for signing and registering all new graduate students."

"Institute? Nautilus Institute?"

Meng Fei was a little surprised. They were trapped in a building in a seaside town more than ten kilometers away from downtown Rosemary City. How could they move to the Nautilus Research Institute in an instant?

"Haha, of course we are the Nautilus Research Institute here."

Sophia seemed to just think he was joking. She held a large stack of paper and pen in her hand and handed it over.

"Congratulations. As long as you sign these agreements, you will officially become an intern researcher in our institute."

Although she maintained a professional smile, to be honest, she didn't really appreciate this young man with black hair and delicate appearance when she met him for the first time.

Joining the Nautilus Institute is equivalent to stepping on the steps to the top palace of science. Many freshmen from abroad are extremely excited. Even when they sit upright, they can't hide the trembling of their hands and feet.

But this young man from Qingmang is fine. I was only five minutes late, and you actually fell asleep soundly? Doesn’t this take your first day seriously?

Even if you are young, accomplished and talented, how can you count in this authoritative academic institution filled with Laurel Prize winners?

Unexpectedly, this person did not pick up the signature pen and sign immediately. Instead, he asked a little hesitantly:

"What day is it today? What time is it? How did we get here?"

What kind of problem is this? Are you just confused? Sophia put away all her smiles, looked at her phone impatiently, and said:

"It's January 10th, six past nine o'clock in the morning, which is almost the time we make an appointment for you to sign and register."

"January 10th? Then how did we get here?"

"I don't know that. I only know that the appointment time is nine o'clock. I came to the pre-arranged conference room as promised, and you are already here."

Meng Fei was shocked.

He set off from Wutong City on the morning of January 7th. He then arrived at Rosemary City Airport at noon on January 9th, and then rushed to his residence. He was finally trapped there.

Although it took a lot of time to get out of trouble, it was only four or five hours at most. In other words, it was the evening of January 9th, and now they jumped to the morning of the next day?

He hasn't eaten yet, and he hasn't slept yet!

But he didn't feel hungry or sleepy, just a little confused.

It's just that this is amazing. There were fifteen or six hours in between, and a distance of more than ten kilometers disappeared inexplicably?

In this world full of flaws, what makes him magical is never the various anomalies, but the motives of the superpowers hidden in the dark.

The residence arranged by Ansheng for them is top secret. Lao Li is known as a good spy, so how did others manage to ambush them at a specific location? Who leaked their whereabouts?

Now that the ambush was successful, if you really wanted to kill them, wouldn't it be just a matter of flattening the entire building with a bomb? Why do you need to play some special tricks like looping the world?

Even if the other party wants to play with superpowers and the negative entropy is exhausted and fails, why are they still sent here? And it looks like they were stunned first and then secretly sent to this conference room?
Chapter completed!