Below the building, there is a three-meter-high metal giant door, and there is a strange sign on the surface of the metal giant door.

It was like a gear with only three teeth on the outside, and the inside of the gear was a circle, with three pointed heads passing through the circle and pointing to the center.

Below the logo, there is a small line of words:

We contain, we protect!

Inside the building, one floor.

In the metal room, two men sit opposite each other.

Zhu Youqian took out a transparent glass bottle the size of a thumb belly from his arms and handed it to the opposite side.

There are three drops of green liquid in the bottle, emitting fluorescent light.

"Real estate agent, help me identify the grade of this bottle of Nether Water."

Before he could finish his words, the man named the real estate agent could not wait to take the glass bottle, looking up and down at the green liquid inside like a treasure.

After a while, his eyes became surprised and he smiled and said, "High quality! The undiluted Nether Water is about the same purity as the freshly extracted from the spring water in the Cadiz Mountains, and perhaps the concentration is even higher!"

He reluctantly returned the glass bottle and asked, "Where did you get it? Could it be that I robbed the immortality?"

"This is a matter of confidentiality."

Zhu Youqian tapped the metal table with his fingers. When he thought of the first time he saw the bottle of green glass bottle that Xia Ren took out.

This bottle is high-quality, so what level should the bottle he left behind?

Come back to his senses from his chaotic thoughts and sees that the real estate agent is still staring at Mingshui in his hand and refuses to move it away. Zhu Youqian asked casually: "After so many years, you should have been promoted to level A."

The real estate agent smiled: "The more you know, the greater the danger you encounter. I can fool you with just one mouth. Let me fight against those "ghosts" and containment items head-on. It would be better to let me run around the desert outside for two laps.

And I don’t have that strong physique to fight pollution. No matter how hard I work, I will never reach your level in my life.”

Zhu Youqian knew his personality, so he didn't say much.

"By the way, the doctor said, let you come back and see him." The real estate agent reminded.

Zhu Youqian responded, opened the heavy metal door, and walked deep into the ground.

The real estate agent held the table with his arm, looked at the direction he left, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Zhu Youqian... When the world is about to die, this kind of person is the one who is at the forefront."

He shook his head, remembering the major power outage at the foundation three years ago, when they chased the "ghosts" and came to the edge of the Moka desert.

One of the "ghosts" with space-related abilities actually stole the eighteenth floor of the book [data deletion] and almost escaped to the outside world.

"Fortunately, he was not removed from memory back then."

...

...

This is the headquarters of the Savior Foundation, known as the Eighteen Purgatory.

The "ghosts" and objects contained in the world will be transported here in confidential manner and will be detained in layers according to the danger category.

The foundation personnel are divided into five levels, namely s, a, b, c, d.

Class D personnel are only allowed to move on the first floor, Class C personnel are allowed to enter the first to fifteenth floor, Class B personnel are sixteenth floor, and Class A personnel are seventeenth floor.

Among them, Class A personnel obtain permission to enter the 18th floor accompanied by at least one Class S personnel.

Only S-level personnel can enter and exit all levels freely without restrictions.

After several insurance measures, Zhu Youqian came to the deepest part of the 18th floor.

This is a huge room made of special materials, which is as big as 300 square meters. A transparent cylindrical glass jar stands in the center of the room. It looks like a handsome boy of only fifteen or sixteen years old is soaking in the green liquid emitting light. A silver key is hanging around his neck.

One of the three founders of the Savior Foundation, the controller of [Data Deletion], Dr.

Zhu Youqian dared not get too close, because even with the suppression of the dark water, time and space were distorted within a range of ten meters in diameter around the doctor.

The boy opened his eyes and his voice was old and hoarse, as if coming from a very far place:

"Have you seen him?"

"Um."

Zhu Youqian responded from afar.

Even if you can see the projection of the past and future world, the doctor will still personally confirm it on some extremely important events.

He seemed to be asleep and didn't speak for a long time. Zhu Youqian was waiting patiently.

"Don't interfere with anything about him anymore until you inevitably get in touch again."

"yes."

"Go back."

Zhu Youqian didn't ask any more questions and turned around and left.

When he returned to the ground, he recalled the doctor's appearance just now, and a trace of worry couldn't help but feel in his heart.

Compared with two years ago, the other party is much younger. [Data Deletion] gives him the ability to travel through time and space, and it also inevitably devours his own time.

"How long can the doctor last?"

This is a problem that all their S-level members and the other two founders have been worried about.

The catastrophe that covered all the Blue Stars is getting closer and closer.

"Can Xia Ren really control the ending of destruction?"

If it doesn't work, I can only do it...

Zhu Youqian recalled in his mind that after his father had bloody swept the home of the majority of the council members who betrayed him, he walked up to him covered in blood.

Facing his son who had not seen for half a year, Zhu Dashan just stretched out his hand and gently stroked his cheek.

"You have money, you have to remember that in this world, only we father and son can rely on each other.

Never expose all your strength in front of others. No matter who you face, you must keep a little, and a little more!"

...

...

The weather has been cooler recently. Uncle Qin had dinner early and took his family's Wangcai and was about to go out for a walk.

As soon as he walked out of the corridor, he saw a man holding a suitcase and carrying a schoolbag behind him, coming straight to this side.

Mr. Qin is old and has a bad vision. He just looks familiar with the person's outline. When the person walks in, he sees the other person's face clearly.

"This is not..."

He stopped the young man who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old and had short shoulder-length hair, and looked carefully, and was a little surprised: "Aren't you the grandson of the Liu family?"

The recognized young man looked up shyly. When he saw Mr. Qin, he didn't know where to put his hand: "You, you..."

"I am your Uncle Qin, who lives on the second floor. When you were a child, you came back with your parents and I wanted to hug you, but you were anxious to hide, but you accidentally fell on the shit. Forgot? Your name is Liu Xiuxiu, I still remember it."

"Ah? Um...Hello, Mr. Qin." The young man named Liu Xiuxiu blushed and hesitated. He was not good at communicating with people, so he just wanted to leave this old man as soon as possible.

"Hey!"

Uncle Qin suddenly sighed heavily, "Where is your parents? Why didn't you come back with you?"

Speaking of this, Liu Xiuxiu's eyes dimmed: "They have passed away a long time ago. I rushed back after hearing the news of my grandmother's death."

Uncle Qin suddenly realized that he had lost his words, "That's it, look at the stupid man, I didn't expect it to be like this. He had passed away long ago..."

Then who did Old Lady Liu call before?

Mr. Qin changed the topic and said, "You are going upstairs, right? Come on, Mr. help you."

He said as he snatched the box from Liu Xiuxiu, held Wangcai with his other hand, and took the initiative to walk upstairs.

"You don't know that I haven't come back for so many years, but the neighborhood has changed a lot. I'll settle down tomorrow. I'll take you to take a walk..."

He kept chattering, but Liu Xiuxiu didn't listen to a word.

When he reached the corner of the fourth floor, Wangcai suddenly stopped leaving and could not do anything.

Uncle Qin suddenly remembered the fear that was once dominated by the mysterious residents on the fifth floor.

"Give you something delicious every day, but it's so useless at critical moments."

After scolding Wangcai for a moment, he also gave himself courage. Uncle Qin smiled at Liu Xiuxiu, let go of the dog leash, and continued to go upstairs.

It's better to have someone with you now than not.

Liu Xiuxiu took out the key and opened the door. She didn't let Mr. Qin in, but just took her suitcase.

"Then, I'll leave first."

Uncle Qin was not willing to stay here for too long, but before leaving, he still gave a worry: "The house opposite you are a bit strange. Try not to go out at night. Even if you go out, if you see someone next door coming out, you must pretend that you didn't see it, do you know?"

The mysterious secret he said, Liu Xiuxiu became nervous: "What's wrong with the opposite door?"

Uncle Qin lowered his voice, as if he was guarding against others, and whispered: "There is an empty house opposite you, and there are no one living there, so there are some inside..."
To be continued...