Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Meng Chaozhuo stands on the nine-story scaffolding of this old-fashioned building that is undergoing overall renovation.

He watched as the senior harvester and his battered accomplice limped away, supporting each other.

They quickly got into two fully enclosed vans and disappeared into the rolling traffic.

But no matter how congested the downtown area is, there are more similar vans.

As long as Meng Chao closed his eyes, he could still perceive the dragon egg that was infused with his own spiritual energy and almost merged with his life magnetic field from thousands of meters away.

It was different from the card that the senior reaper gave him just now, which had been soaked in the genetic potion for a long time and had a strong fragrance.

The dragon egg is pregnant with vitality, and the embryonic cells inside still maintain a trace of activity.

Being nurtured by a powerful man like Meng Chao in the divine realm for a long time has become an extension of his will, a purely natural tracker.

The van of the senior harvester, in the rolling traffic, shines like a firefly in the dark night.

Meng Chao was like a ghost, jumping lightly between the tall buildings and buildings, easily delineating the opponent's trajectory.

As he expected, after making a big circle, the other party returned to the vicinity of the monster market in the south of the city, and got into a building full of neon lights, inlaid with huge screens, and full of light pollution.

Of course.

Meng Chao just now deliberately asked the senior harvester for "Lanling Nerve Restoration Liquid".

This is a relatively unpopular and difficult to preserve genetic agent.

The other party can deliver the spot to the private restaurant in just five minutes.

It can only show that the other party is nearby, and there is a large warehouse with complete varieties and complete facilities.

There must be the lair of the megalodon.

When Meng Chao came to the door of this colorful building, he had already put on a brand new look.

Now he is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, elegant and refined, and his leather shoes are so shiny that he can almost reflect his own reflection.

The ten fingers were slender and fair, flawless, completely different from the hunter's hands that were curled up into eagle claws and kept trembling with scars just now.

Even if you pass by a senior harvester.

The other party will not notice the slightest difference.

But Meng Chao didn't go straight into the building.

Instead, I found a convenience store next to it, like an ordinary office worker would just make do with a meal. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, while eating a boxed lunch, I looked at the entrance of the building.

At first glance, this building is no different from the surrounding buildings that together form the downtown area.

If you observe carefully, you can find that the neon lights and large screens outside this building are too bright, too dazzling, and too dazzling.

Through the gap between the neon lights and the big screen, it is impossible to see through the clues inside the building.

And a building with a height of 30 to 40 floors has a pitifully small entrance, and several security checks are required to enter the door, making it difficult for uninvited guests to rush in rashly.

Meng Chao closed his eyes and sensed that the dragon egg was moving vertically upwards.

It should be the senior harvester carrying the dragon egg and taking the elevator.

Soon, the dragon eggs moved to the top few floors of the building.

However, Meng Chao's perception became blurred.

The dragon egg seemed to be thrown into a muddy pond, gradually covered by river sand and silt, and connected with his spirit, becoming intermittent and obscure.

Meng Chao was slightly taken aback.

He quickly realized that the other party had installed lead plates and other devices on the top floors of the building to prevent radiation and interference.

This is designed to prevent others from snooping.

This proved more and more that there must be something wrong with the top floors of this building.

Meng Chao finished a box of fast food slowly.

By the way, he finished reading the latest version of the Dragon City map and wartime escape guide that he had just bought in a convenience store.

After folding the map, I left the convenience store, followed the map, and walked into the comprehensive shopping mall adjacent to this building.

Go straight to the third basement floor and walk through a long corridor, which is the subway station.

Now is not the rush hour for commuting.

There are not too many passengers in the subway station.

Unprepared, Meng Chao jumped off the railway track and onto a spare line dedicated to maintenance.

He wandered in the dark for a long time.

I found what I wanted.

Afterwards, they bypassed the entire subway station, climbed up a ventilation duct, and crawled along the duct for about thirty to fifty meters. Below it was the underground parking lot of the building where the megalodon lair was located.

The underground world of Dragon City is often larger and more complicated than the above-ground buildings.

A building with a height of ten or twenty floors corresponds to at least five to eight floors of underground space.

For the sake of war preparation, the underground spaces of adjacent buildings are closely connected together.

In case of a monster attack, citizens can easily evacuate from a ground building to the ground, and then evacuate from the ground to another building.

In the underground space, there are often well-equipped shelters and even weapon arsenals.

It is convenient for unarmed civilians to be armed to the teeth and guard their homes in just ten minutes.

This kind of building standard is an iron law slowly honed by Dragon City in decades of desperate struggles.

Even though the monster war is over, the fully updated underground complex still has no slack.

Even if the giant tooth crocodile can transform the ground part of the entire building so that water cannot enter it.

However, on the issue of interconnection and interconnection in underground spaces, they dare not make the slightest discount.

Otherwise, the fire department and the combat readiness department will come to trouble him.

However, Meng Chao noticed that there were also many security personnel poking in the underground parking lot.

Much to the extent that it far exceeds normal norms.

Judging from the even breathing, strong muscles and sharp eyes of these security personnel.

They are all masters who have experienced desperate fights in the wilderness and jungle.

Nine times out of ten, they are all subordinates of the giant tooth crocodile.

Of course, except for pairs of piercing eyes.

There must be countless surveillance probes all over here.

Many surveillance probes were hidden in blind spots, and with Meng Chao curled up in the ventilation duct, he couldn't find them at all.

Meng Chao pondered for a moment, rubbed the center of his brows lightly, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, releasing an extremely intense ripple of spiritual energy.

The lights in the underground parking lot suddenly flickered.

The security personnel also felt a weak electric current passing over the surface of their skin, causing goose bumps all over their bodies.

All the devices engraved with runes and driven by spar, including the monitoring probe, all emitted an extremely weak interference sound.

"Zizizizi", like a mutated mosquito, flew past the ears of the security personnel.

The security personnel noticed something strange.

But not too nervous.

Although the space and spiritual magnetic environment around Dragon City are becoming more and more stable.

However, the phenomenon of spiritual magnetic interference caused by such tiny space vibrations still occurs from time to time.

Most spiritual interference phenomena last for at most two or three seconds.

As long as the interference occurs and it is not the critical moment when the transcendent hits a higher level or performs a nirvana, it will not cause any serious consequences.

Several security personnel began to patrol slowly.

In the ventilation duct above their heads, Meng Chao had already figured out the positions of all the monitoring probes through the "sizzling" and the weak psychic interference.

And according to the position of the monitoring probe and the patrol route of the security personnel, a virtual underground parking lot was constructed in his mind.

He closed his eyes, and in just half a minute, he performed hundreds of deduction in the virtual underground parking lot.

Finally, the right path was found.

It was only at this moment that Meng Chao released the thing he had just caught on the spare subway track downward through the grille of the ventilation duct.

They were two mutant mice with sharp teeth.

Human beings can win the monster war and suppress all doomsday beasts.

However, it is impossible to wipe out all the snakes, insects, rats, ants, even cockroaches and flies that are dormant in the city.

Although these fist-sized mutant mice are far from the word "combat power".

But it has extremely amazing bite power, digestion power and reproductive ability.

Regardless of urban garbage or optical cables and wires, they can't eat without them, and they don't like to eat.

In case mutant mice get into the building.

It's okay to bite off the optical cable and wire.

Once the spiritual energy pipeline is bitten off, causing the spiritual energy to leak, so that the spiritual pressure in the practice room set inside the building is insufficient, it will be very bad.

Besides, this is the lair of the megalodon, a place specially used to entertain distinguished guests.

The mutated mouse ran around, biting the priceless treasures of heaven and earth, and the consequences were unimaginable.

Only then did the security personnel get nervous.

They rushed towards the mutated mice one after another.

And right behind them.

Dead spots of dozens of surveillance probes.

Meng Chao turned into a black shadow with almost no thickness.

Flashed into the entrance of the security staircase.

A total of sixteen elevators with extravagant space were installed in this building.

But there must be a surveillance probe in the elevator that does not leave any dead space.

Meng Chao also didn't want to stay in a confined space for a long time to be watched and slaughtered - even though his disguise was not the slightest problem.

Stairs are certainly not safe.

In the dark corridor, Meng Chao closed his eyes, and the magnetic field of life bloomed like a fountain.

It was scanned in an instant, and there were no fewer than thirty or fifty surveillance probes between the first floor and the tenth floor.

Even, at several corners, gravity sensors and infrared scanners are set up very insidiously.

Any living thing with gravity and heat can only pass through this safe staircase.

The city will show its true colors immediately.

Of course, no matter how strict the security measures are, it is impossible to stop a god-level powerhouse who is good at stealth, infiltration and assassination.

Five minutes later, Meng Chao appeared on the 33rd floor of the building without a sound, as if he had passed through a gap in space.

Starting from the thirty-third floor, there are a total of five floors above, which are special areas with lead plates embedded in the walls to prevent others from prying.

Meng Chao took a deep breath, and could faintly smell the slightly pungent fragrance unique to monster materials and genetic medicines in the air.