Chapter 283 (2/2)
When Zhao Pengcheng woke up again, he found himself locked in a cold storage, wearing an old military coat and no shackles such as handcuffs or ropes. He stood up, moved his frozen legs and arms, and then tried to open the door of the cold storage, but he soon gave up. The door of the cold storage could not be opened from inside.
The temperature here is about minus one or two degrees. Because he wears very thin inside, although he wears a big coat, he is still shivering with cold, and his physical energy is consumed rapidly in a low-temperature environment. If he doesn't go out, he can only hold on for another 20 minutes at most.
The spirit couldn't penetrate the thick wall of the cold storage. He didn't know if there was anyone next door.
”Hey! Where are you? Let me out!” he shouted.
A wall suddenly lit up. It was originally covered with thick ice. At this time, it was found that there was a large screen of about 70 or 80 inches in the middle.
A three-dimensional, life size man appeared on the screen, with a western face, wearing a white robe and full of divine brilliance.
This screen looks completely different from the usual LCD or PDP. Zhao Pengcheng looked up and found no projector. It is estimated that it is a new technology developed during his ten years in prison.
The people on the screen look very realistic, which is better than watching movies with 3D glasses. If the image of this person was not too dramatic, Zhao Pengcheng almost thought there was a person there. He can't help feeling that during his ten years in prison, naked eye 3D technology has developed so mature. I don't know how the application of VR and AR can be applied to patients' surgery!
The person on the screen took two steps towards him, making people feel as if they were going to come out of the screen.
”Hello, Zhao Pengcheng,” said the man.
Zhao Pengcheng asked confusedly, ”who are you?”
”I am Cronus, the God of time and space.”
”Why are you keeping me here?”
”You will be punished for your crime. You need to experience the redemption of ice and fire to be free. Welcome to the purgatory of ice!” as soon as Cronus stretched out his hand, the shadow of his hand was on the surrounding ice wall, as if the whole ice cellar was Cronus.
For a moment, Zhao Pengcheng almost thought he had really come to the netherworld hell and was being judged by God until he heard another voice:
”Well, Cronus, don't freeze him to death. The professor has questions to ask.”
This sound sounds extremely frightening, which is completely different from the magnetic arrival sound effect of Cronus. Then he saw a ghost on the screen, with a pale translucent body looming.
”Oh, well, ghost, I just haven't seen a stranger for a long time. It's a little lonely,” Cronus said.
The ghost glanced at Zhao Pengcheng. His eyes seemed to take away people's souls. Rao was shocked that Zhao Pengcheng had dealt with countless dead bodies. His fear not only came from this, but more importantly, he seemed to feel the existence of spiritual power from the ghost.
What the hell is that?
Before he could think more, the picture on the screen changed.
Zhao Pengcheng saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting behind a desk. His half long hair expanded as if his brain had exploded, scattering energy rays outward. He had a hardwood pipe in his mouth and was sucking it.
Zhao Pengcheng looked at the old man and felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. But the image of the old man immediately reminded him of the science maniacs who destroyed the world in comics and movies.
Indeed, it is a world full of two-dimensional color.
He had thought that the ghost and the divine Cronus would stand behind the old man, but they didn't. They seemed to disappear suddenly, and behind the old man stood a bald head with tattoos and looks ferocious. The man's temperament is not at all consistent with the old man and his previous painting style.
”Who are you?” Zhao Pengcheng asked.
”My name is Mei,” said the old man.
Zhao Pengcheng finally remembered and said in surprise, ”you are the leader of the resistance organization!”
”Oh, yes, for you, we are a resistance organization, but for mankind, we are hope!”