"Someone?" Jiang Xiao frowned: "We are more than a thousand meters below the lake. Do you think... the dean may get deep-sea diving equipment in such a short time and come here?"

"I don't know. But... there is indeed someone." Xinyun looked nervously in that direction: "I can feel that there is movement outside the wall."

Jiang Xiao naturally believed in Xinyun's ability to predict the movement trajectory of the object, and also turned his attention to the direction of Xinyun's gaze.

Soon, a passage appeared on the walls of the cabin there.

At the other end of the passage, a figure appeared faintly, walking slowly.

This...is impossible!

It is impossible to reach the location more than 1,000 meters deep at the bottom of Lake Baikal without a deep-sea submersible!

At this moment, the only diving equipment in the lake had already been driven here by Jiang Xiao and his group!

If the person who appears in the passage at this moment is the dean...

How did he get here!

"Be careful, you are still so vigilant..."

The figure walked out of the passage step by step and showed his appearance - a black cloak dragged from head to toe to the ground, unable to see even his feet. The hood above his head covered his face tightly.

"You...who are you?"

The voice was hoarse and low, without any familiarity. Xinyun was sure that she had never heard his voice.

But the aura on the person who came was extremely familiar.

"Don't be so excited, be careful." The visitor smiled: "I am the dean of the college."

"How did you get here?!" Xinyun looked at the man in the black cloak in front of her in disbelief, ready to fight.

Seeing Xinyun's palm turning, a knife had appeared in her palm, and Zhao Tianyu also put his hands together and made a knife gesture. He smiled again: "Don't be so nervous. I don't plan to do it now, I just want to... talk to you."

"What are you talking about?" Xinyun asked vigilantly.

“Talk about…my ideal.”

The dean walked slowly forward, but no longer talked to Xinyun, but looked straight at Jiang Xiao: "You have... connected with Seeds, right?"

"Yes." Jiang Xiao nodded: "And, I already know all the history of my ancestors. Even... more than you can imagine."

"Is that? Why do you think so?" The dean let out a low laugh under his hood: "Just because... have you been connected with the seed?"

"Otherwise, do you think there will be any other reason?" Jiang Xiao sneered: "I have confirmed it. Apart from me, Zi Yan is the only person who has ever contacted the database of this seed. With her permissions, the information she can get is far less than that of me."

"That's right. This seed... maybe as you said, only you two have joined forces. But this does not mean... only you know the history of everything..." The dean said lightly: "From time calculations, you should be the only one who has connected with the seed. The two girls beside you should not know at all, what exactly we know. Why not... let's talk about history and let them listen to it too, how about it?"

"Okay." Jiang Xiao shrugged with irresistible.

Although he didn't know what kind of ability the dean had, Jiang Xiao was unwilling to fight with him at this moment. In the living body trough behind him, Zi Yan's body was gradually condensing and forming, but resurrection still took a process. Jiang Xiao was very worried that once the war started here, it would hurt Zi Yan who was still recovering.

"It will be very tiring to chat like this... just sit down."

The dean stretched out his hand and waved it gently, and two sofas appeared in the cabin. One was in front of him, and the other was in front of Jiang Xiao and the other, facing each other apart more than ten meters apart.

"Do you have anything to drink?"

The dean's voice was leisurely, as if the four of them were not at the bottom of Lake Baikal, which was 1,700 meters deep, but in his own living room, and were attentively entertaining the visiting guests: "Soil? Juice? Coffee?"

Xinyun and Zhao Tianyu looked at each other, wondering what the hell was doing.

"It's better to drink a bar... Be careful, you have been running around these days, I'm afraid you haven't drunk your favorite wine for a long time. And Jiang Xiao, don't you like it very much?" The dean smiled, waved his hand again, and two coffee tables appeared in front of the sofa, with wine pots and cups on it.

When he saw the wine pot and the cup, Xinyun suddenly felt like she had seen a ghost and her whole body trembled.

"What? Isn't this your favorite wine?" asked the dean Youran.

"You...you..." Xinyun stretched out her hand vigorously and pointed at the dean in front of her, her voice trembling slightly: "Take off your hood!"

When I saw the cups and wine pots on the table, Xinyun instantly felt like she fell into an ice cave.

Because...those things are so familiar!

But how could the person in front of me be related to "him"?!

"So you want to see my face?" The dean said lightly: "Why... sit down first."

As he said that, he had already sat on the sofa, his voice calmly and irresistible: "Sit down, I'll let you see it."

Xinyun was silent for a moment, and without saying a word, she pulled Zhao Tianyu around the sofa in front of her, sat down, and looked straight at the darkness under the dean's hood.

However, Jiang Xiao still put his hands behind him and looked at the dean with a blank expression.

"I think...you probably guessed it."

Seeing Xinyun sit down, the dean smiled and reached out and took off the hood from his head.

At the same time, the darkness under the hood disappeared without a trace at the same time.

"It's you... Lao Hua!"

Xinyun clenched her fist tightly, looked at the face that was so familiar that it could not be more familiar, and stood up rubbing, her teeth clattering.

The person in front of me is the boss of the Drinker, Lao Hua!

"Yes. It's me." Lao Hua's face at this moment was no longer the cold look he looked at others in the drinker, nor was he kind and kind when facing the heart charm, but the loneliness and pride on his face.

And whenever his eyes swept across the chair composed of the nerve bundle beside Jiang Xiao, his eyes flashed with a hint of longing and yearning in an instant.

"Damn... I always thought you... were just an ordinary hotel owner, who only liked to cook, brew, and had no contact with other awakened people..." Xinyun still dared not fully believe that Lao Hua was the leader of the academy until now.

"If you lead such a dark organization, you have to find something to do to adjust your mood. Otherwise, people will go crazy." Lao Hua smiled faintly: "Cooking and brewing wine are indeed my hobbies."

"Okay...good...good!" Xinyun said three good words in a row before gradually calming down her agitation: "No wonder no one has ever seen the dean's true face. It turns out that it is because... you are afraid that others will know that the dean of the college is Lao Hua, the boss of the drinker!"

"Okay, there's no need to say more about these gossips. I think you should be curious about more things, right?" Lao Hua poured himself a glass of wine, raised it from afar, and looked at Jiang Xiao: "So... where should we start talking?"

"It's up to you." Since Lao Hua appeared, Jiang Xiao's face did not look surprised at all, and he was calm and composed.

"Then... let you ask questions, be careful." Lao Hua drank the glass of wine and said to Xinyun: "What do you ask and what will I answer. Don't worry, since Jiang Xiao has just met with the seed, I will naturally not tell any lies. As a priest, you have the right to know everything."

Xinyun raised her head, looked at Jiang Xiao on the back, and saw that he had no expression, nodded and asked, "What exactly is the seed?"

"Seed..." Lao Hua sighed: "Seed...is a ship. Or more accurately, a lifeboat."

"Lifeboat? You mean... someone is riding this thing... escaping? They are Neanderthals?"

"To be precise, I don't want to call them the 'Neanderthals'." Lao Hua shook his head: "I would rather simply call them - ancestors. After all, that's just a random name for later human historians. In the old world, they didn't call themselves that."

"So...what is the old world you are talking about? Just finish it in one breath, don't be too slow." This is the first time Xinyun talks to Lao Hua in such a rough tone. Looking at Lao Hua in front of her, she clearly has a familiar face, but she feels so strange.

"The old world... the world where the ancestors lived was also the world where the bloodline originated in our bodies."

Lao Hua drank another glass of wine, and a longing flashed in his eyes. He supported his elbows on his knees, lowered his head, and began the story with a low and long voice.

"Our ancestors once lived on the other side of the distant sea of ​​stars. At this moment, we can no longer verify the name of that planet, nor can we figure out how they call themselves. The so-called Neanderthals are just the names given to our ancestors by modern archaeologists. Let's... call them the mother world."

"The world in which the ancestors lived was originally extremely stable and peaceful. Everyone had their place and would never cross it. Even such ideas could not appear. The consul...priests...warriors...craftsmen and civilians, different ranks are responsible for different work in society."

"But one day, disaster came upon that beautiful world. The disaster was so terrible that no one could resist it. Soon, the world of the ancestors fell into chaos and was quickly eroded by evil forces... If we let this go, the world would soon be destroyed and no one would be spared."

"Disaster? What kind of disaster?" Xinyun asked with a frown.

"Disease. A very terrible malignant infectious disease." Lao Hua sighed deeply: "No vaccine or antidote. As long as you are infected with the virus, you will become... extremely crazy, and at the same time you gain power far beyond ordinary people - I am talking about the ordinary people among the ancestors, that is, like us awakened people, they have the ability of rank and talent."

"So... strong?" Xinyun frowned, unimaginable.

"But the most important thing is not their power, but...infectivity. Although I don't know what the transmission route of that virus is, the speed of infection spread is very amazing. In a very short period of time, the mother world has fallen by nine out of ten. Have you seen... some movies describing zombies? For example, Resident Evil. The scene at that time was almost like this. However... the viruses and infected people in the mother world are far more terrifying than those movies."

"So, they fled to the earth?"
Chapter completed!