Chapter 579: Living Brain Cells (I)

Hiss—

The sound of water vapor surging was sharp and harsh. As one dark gold metal hose after another disconnected itself, a heavy figure wearing a strange costume that fused the characteristics of an old-fashioned diving suit and a space suit, which was hung three meters in the air, fell heavily to the ground.

Pain, severe pain.

The figure lay on the ground, the special rubber gloves, which were as thick as radishes, grabbed the metal grid floor. Through the hollow grid, one could see a pool of water emitting a faint blue light below.

The pool wall was made of metal, about ten meters deep, and dozens of square metal plates slightly larger than a palm were suspected to be sinking at the bottom.

The red space suit figure's face was covered with a black mask, and the face inside could not be seen. Only a painful light hiss of gasping for air came from the voice transmitter on the neck.

Where... am I?

Wait, who am I?

The headache was constant, the eyes were raw and dazed, and the mouth was dry due to lack of water.

The figure supported the ground with both hands, stood up slowly while holding the railing, and two memories inexplicably appeared in his mind.

His name to the outside world was Pi Fu, and his real name was Li Cheng. The latter must never be revealed to outsiders.

As for who this "outsider" was...

Li Cheng looked around. The entire circular hall was covered under a hemispherical dome and was exceptionally wide. Besides himself, there were nine other figures in the hall. Each person wore the same strange-colored space suit, a non-transparent mask on their head, a voice transmitter installed on their neck, a huge backpack similar to a life support device on their back, a heavy brass metal ring on their left arm, and a watch on their right wrist—rather than a watch, it was a whole piece of old LCD panel equipped with retro metal buttons.

The corner of the fabric wrapping layer of the panel also extended a broken copper wire, which looked like it was not very reliable.

Black, white, red, orange, yellow, brown, green, cyan, blue, purple, pink—the eleven figures in space suits of different colors all noticed other existences, and one after another tried their best to stand up, holding the railing and looking at each other vigilantly.

"Where the hell is this?"

The figure in the black space suit diagonally opposite Li Cheng's eleven o'clock direction cursed angrily with a rhythmic black rap tone: "Who the hell are you Mo—Fkers?"

No one answered his question. There was only the dull breathing of the crowd in the vast space, and the weak sound of air spraying from the metal hoses hanging from the ceiling.

Those metal hoses seemed to be connected to the life support devices on everyone's backs. They sprayed for a while and then stopped, hanging down naturally like withered vines.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, the black astronaut snorted coldly, held the railing with his hand, and moved his heavy footsteps toward the corner of the circular hall in an unskilled manner.

There was an oval-shaped explosion-proof door made of brass material at the front, back, left, and right of the circular hall, which looked like a high protection level. There was no keyhole, and in the middle was a rotary door handle.

The oval cabin door structure could distribute pressure more evenly, reduce the risk of local overload, and effectively resist deformation in high-pressure environments.

So, is this a submarine? Or some underwater oil mining base?

Li Cheng subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to scratch his aching skull, and the rubber glove collided with the metal helmet, making a dull sound.

His own memory was incomplete. Except for his name, he couldn't remember more information, only some common sense necessary for survival and life as a modern person.

For example, wash hands before and after meals; stop at red lights and go at green lights; playing with fire will wet the bed; if you can solve the solution of a class of fourth-order completely nonlinear elliptic equations, you can prove the existence of the constant scalar curvature metric; hey, wait, there is obviously something wrong with the painting style in this common sense?!

Why is it before and after meals, not after and before meals?

Li Cheng touched his chin, feeling a bit egg-hurting.

Egg-hurting? It seems that I possess XY chromosome male physiologically? Another doubt solved.

Dong dong dong!

The black astronaut twisted the rotary door handle hard, found it motionless, and kicked it with his fist and foot, all to no avail.

"Alright, stop making trouble."

The pink astronaut shouted in a deep voice, his voice was vigorous and powerful, "This place is strange, didn't you see it?"

In an atmosphere where no one knew the situation, the pink astronaut was the first to say, "Let me introduce myself. The memory in my brain tells me that my name is 【Lion Roar】."

The description of "memory in the brain" was quite intriguing. The black astronaut who was kicking the door slowed down, and the standing postures of the others also changed. Almost at the same time, they confirmed the fact that everyone's memory was missing through small actions.

Lion Roar, wearing a pink space suit, looked around the audience and said calmly, "What about you."

Beside Lion Roar, the orange astronaut said softly: "... Edith."

Out of some tacit understanding, the white astronaut in the next clockwise position shrugged indifferently, relaxed his whole body and leaned on the railing. His voice sounded like it should be a man, "Laughing God."

The cyan astronaut was silent for a moment, and said hoarsely with a mature smoke voice: "Hydra."

"Valkyrie." The blue astronaut subconsciously clenched his fists. The female voice was mature, low, and magnetic. It sounded like she should be quite strong, consistent with the name Valkyrie.

The brown astronaut used a light girl's voice and said crisply: "Dir"

Li Cheng, wearing a red space suit, followed the crowd and introduced himself indifferently: "Pi Fu."

For a short moment, he thought about temporarily making up a name, such as "Dong Sheng Shen Zhou Ao Lai Guo Hua Guo Shan Shui Lian Dong Mei Hou Wang Qi Tian Da Sheng Liu Lao Shi" or something, temporarily increasing the difficulty of the tongue twister for these teammates, but the hunch in the dark still made him decide to be honest.

Hmm... I don't know why, this scene of everyone sitting in a circle and introducing themselves has a kind of inexplicable familiarity and peace of mind. Could it be that I often do this when I don't have amnesia?

The yellow astronaut used a young man's voice: "Out of Control."

The purple astronaut's female voice was concise and comprehensive, "Su Su Nisheng."

The green astronaut twisted his neck, "Zhongli Mieming."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the black astronaut who was kicking the door. The latter smacked his lips unhappily and turned around to say: "Midnight Daddy."

Thus, eleven people finished their self-introductions, and the scene fell into a weird silence again.

After a short silence, Lion Roar was the first to speak, "So, everyone has amnesia?"

"Yeah, except for the name, the only memory in my head is here..."

Before Out of Control finished speaking, a cold mechanical electronic sound rang from the broadcast speaker in the corner of the circular hall ceiling.

【Phase 1 mission goal: Open your respective noisy kid watches and get the next instruction】

【Mission time limit: 5 minutes】

【Mission failure penalty: Erasure】

A strong sense of déjà vu surged into their hearts. Everyone looked at each other, and there was only one thought in their minds—the damn Killing Field. ===== CHAPTER 580 =====