Chapter 489 488. Exhibition Hall. Wouldn’t you just say it’s a zoo?

"Huh, that's what it smells like!"

In the slowly descending elevator, Murphy leaned against the elevator bulkhead as relaxed as a work animal after get off work, pouring the soda in his hand into his mouth.

Although cherry pepper-flavored soda sounds like the king of dark cuisine, the actual taste of this soda is not as bad as Murphy thought.

Especially the feeling of bubbles exploding in his mouth suddenly brought him back to the time when he was happily fishing.

While Murphy pursed his lips and savored the taste, a text prompt quickly jumped into the translucent character card in front of him:

"Drink [DATA EXPUNGED]'s soft drink, and the unknown alchemy will take effect.

The new talent is extracted as [Basic Subspace Resistance: When facing subspace pollution, your Will saving throw +5.]

The second new talent is extracted as [Elementary Subspace Detection: Allows you to more keenly detect the traces and carriers of subspace pollution, but pay attention! When you see them, they will also see you.]"

"cool!"

Murphy blinked at the two prompts in front of him.

To be honest, he didn't think that these two strengthening effects were given randomly. If the enemy of the Creator came from subspace, then there is a high probability that all the snacks placed by the Creator in the vending machine would have similar strengthening effects.

This vending machine was originally his "gift" left to Murphy.

The so-called "casual snacks" are just a cover, and the purpose is to use this method to strengthen Administrator Alpha's resistance to subspace.

"Well, even though you casually stuffed this system into my mind without any guidance process, it took me a month to unzip it, and even though you threw me into another world and didn't give me any powerful gold,

Fingers save lives.

Although you were not very responsible and threw the things you left me around, causing them to even fall into the hands of cultists.

But I still have to say, you are a good creator!

At least it's not as bad as I thought before. Before kicking me into the subspace and fighting those fallen aliens, you also knew how to add a BUFF to me."

Murphy said something in his mind and took another sip of soda.

Unfortunately, no new enhancements pop up this time. It seems that they are only effective when you drink it for the first time.

He poured the remaining half of the jar into a crystal bottle and capped it, planning to give Tris a taste after going out for a while to see if his wife could get the same subspace enhancement as him.

After all, judging from Tris's current situation, she needs this kind of resistance and perception against the power of subspace more than she does.

"Ding"

The elevator going down quietly opened.

Murphy didn't know how deep this thing took him into the ground, but he guessed that this place was definitely not accessible to just anyone.

So with a feeling of "pilgrimage", Murphy stepped out of the elevator. As a result, he could see a still-operational control room at the end of the passage facing the elevator.

A very complex monitoring facility forms an entire wall with many monitors on it, but only three are currently enabled.

As Murphy stepped forward, he could see the first monitor monitoring the visitor's hall.

The vampire saw that the mentally weak Tris had stood up from the chair wearing a breathing mask. Under the leadership of the iron beetle, she was curiously and a little clumsily checking all the facilities in the visitor hall.

On the second monitor, an aerial view of the swamp restricted area is projected.

There was a control lever under it. Murphy stepped forward and adjusted it a few times and found that the restricted area was divided into four areas ABCD. Except for area A, which was silent, there were two giant swamp snakes living in the other three areas.

But they all slept peacefully in their nests, seemingly in some kind of dormant state. Now they are still lying in the ruins of Plague Town. The giant snake that received the rescue should be the previous "resident" of Area A.

Murphy nodded, then looked at the third monitor.

This one is rather special.

The area it monitors does not seem to be in a swamp. It is a large, all-white three-dimensional space with many cages placed in it, but all of those cages are damaged without exception.

There is also a very huge skeleton in the center of that space.

I don’t know what kind of animal remains it is, but it must have been dead for a long time, and its body has turned into a skeleton like a dinosaur fossil.

Murphy turned the joystick under the monitor, but no matter how finely tuned he was, he couldn't find any living things in that special space.

If there was a cage there, it must have lost all use by now.

All the "prisoners" inside have escaped.

Except for these three monitors, other monitors have never been able to start, perhaps because Murphy does not have the management rights for this "exhibition area".

But soon, Murphy found the data station he needed in the corner of the monitoring room.

He restored the Vientiane Device to its original form as a metal cube, placed it in the groove of the data table, and then stretched out his finger and placed it in the hole on the other side.

When he got the Vientiane Device before, it reminded Murphy that he needed to complete the DNA test and consciousness binding operation in the Land of Creation. Now he needed a little blood to complete the final procedure.

However, before starting the data station, Murphy was keenly aware that there were "traces" left by others here.

For example, on the table in the rest area behind the control room, there is a bowl of cereal that is hard to describe, a bag of opened but uneaten potato chips, and some stacked in the "washing machine"

Dirty clothes.

The bathroom in the living area also showed signs of use, and there was a set of clothes missing from the wardrobe in the sitting area.

All these details indicate that someone had come to this place before Murphy and tried to make it their home.

But that guy obviously doesn't know how to use the various instruments here.

At least he didn't know how to use a microwave to heat food, and the washing machine was not started but was in a "waiting command" state.

"Locals! There is no doubt that they are still unable to play with these 'future technologies'."

Murphy soon had an answer.

He opened the washing machine and took out a few pieces of clothing, and saw a handwritten label on the collar of a white shirt:

"Witch Cafe, front desk bartender Wally?"

Murphy looked at the words embroidered on it and guessed that it should be a "work uniform"? He did know "Witch Cafe" because the Plague King also mentioned this name when he died.

That is the base camp of "Source" in Port Chardeau.

In this case, then the strange guy who came to this place of creation and sent away the student party was a member of the "Yuan" group.

Getting this information made Murphy feel that his trip was worthwhile.

He threw the clothes into the trash can and returned to the data desk. After careful identification, Murphy smelled a trace of blood in the authentication hole of the data desk.

This means that the guy before tried to bind the Vientiane Device here!

Not only did he get the Vientiane Device, he even knew how to bind it to gain more power. If this thing hadn't been preset with binding permissions, he would have actually done it.

Hiss, these cultists are really extraordinary!

Where did they get the information left behind by the Creator?

In theory, this knowledge should only be known by Murphy, the "administrator".

The new discovery made the vampire lord frown.

He realized that his previous understanding of the Twilight Organization was still too one-sided. These guys didn't just jump out and shout to destroy everything left by the Creator. They obviously had a deep understanding of the Creator's power and knowledge.

I don’t know what strange knowledge these guys have learned in the process of studying, which makes them have such great resentment towards the things left by the Creator?

With this thought in mind, Murphy took out a handkerchief, cleaned the holes in the data table, and then put his left middle finger into it.

A slight sting signified the outflow of blood. After a few seconds of waiting, the Vientiane device placed in the groove made a soft clicking sound.

The four hidden small lights on its shell flash green, indicating that the binding is complete!

At this moment, Murphy's will was like an active extension of the mercury-heaving land, and he soon realized that the Vientiane Device was connected to him at the level of consciousness.

It's exactly the same feeling as when I first bound Necessary Evil.

But before Murphy could take a closer look, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, as if some distant illusion was projected in front of his sight.

Pictures flashed by like a revolving lantern, and they were very similar to the strange and incomprehensible picture fragments that flashed before my eyes when I faced Salokdar.

He saw the world collapse.

Not one, but many.

A world destroyed by disease and natural disasters, a world destroyed by fire and comets, a world destroyed by earthquakes and magma, a world destroyed by tsunamis and hurricanes.

There are even horrifying scenes of the starry sky being swallowed up by dim nebulae and the sun extinguishing.

The only remaining edge of the corona of a completely black sun sheds out the light when it was extinguished. As Murphy watched, countless scarlet eyes were opening at the core of the black sun and staring at him.

The vampire lord immediately took a step back.

He recognized the aura in front of him. He had faced the same subspace aura before when he executed the four Chaos Sword Guards.

This is "original sin"!

This is the subspace shadow that calls itself "Original Sin".

"Alpha! Dog of the Creator! I see you."

Malicious voices surged from the illusions in all directions, like a tsunami impact on the spiritual level, layer by layer, trying to drag Murphy into the spiritual storm and completely tear his mind apart.

But this time Murphy was quite relaxed in dealing with this power.
To be continued...