The advantage of joining the volunteer exploration team is that they can learn about the situation outside at the first time. If they find the right way out, they can escape as quickly as possible.

But the disadvantages are also obvious. If the first group of people to go out were to go to the mine, why should they be the vanguard? Meng Fei thought that it would be better to be cautious.

"If the first exploration team comes back alive, then we will join."

"All right."

Xiao Han suddenly felt that this highly intelligent brother he had always admired was actually very dark.

"Then what do we do now?"

"Let's go find someone and ask about the situation."

Meng Fei's eyes searched everywhere, and he quickly found the floor instructions posted at the entrance of the elevator. Then he looked at them line by line.

"The eleventh floor, quantum space laboratory, material reserve center, mail room, director's office."

He pointed at the "director's office" with his finger: "Go here and ask."

"You want to find the director?"

"Well, director, Professor Boulanger, Quantum Space Laboratory."

Meng Fei thought back to the old security man and the information given to him on the radio. It was obvious that no matter what the problem was here, the one who knew the most was definitely Professor Boulanger.

This person is very famous, a two-time Laurel Prize winner, and a super guru in quantum space theory.

It is said that in addition to continuing to do quantum experiments when he got old, he also started to engage in artificial intelligence.

An accident occurred in the Quantum Space Laboratory. He is both the leader of the experiment and the director of the entire institute. Who else knows better than him?

Meng Fei had seen his picture in a history textbook. He was a short, wretched old man with white hair who loved to stick out his tongue and make funny things.

Since he is an old man, it is not difficult to deal with him. If the other party refuses to say anything, he can also use "physical" methods appropriately to prompt the old man to speak.

Meng Fei tested the muscles on his arm and felt that it shouldn't be a problem to control the old man by himself. What's more, he had Xiao Han as his backing.

After determining the target, the two people who had a shadow on the elevator left the elevator entrance and continued to climb the stairs.

This time the corridor is no longer empty. Several cleaners in green uniforms are working separately to apply silicone on the window gaps. Some places are completely sealed with tape.

"What are you doing?"

Meng Fei asked.

"How do we know what the above requires!"

One of the guys, who was chubby, sweaty and busy at work, answered impatiently.

Considering that he might not be able to beat these strong guys, Meng Fei didn't ask any more questions, and he and Xiao Han went straight to the eleventh floor panting.

"Wait for me here while I go to the bathroom."

Arriving on the eleventh floor, the first thing Meng Fei saw was the bathroom with a villain mark painted on the corner. He decided to enjoy it first.

"good."

Walking into the bathroom, Meng Fei first opened the faucet. The water flowed out. The water was clear and had no peculiar smell. Meng Fei touched it again and scanned it. It was clean water and there was nothing wrong with it.

People outside were sealing the windows with tape and silicone, which made him suspect that there was something wrong with the air outside the house, which was why this was needed. If that was the case, that would be trouble!

If there is a problem with the air, their lives have already entered a countdown.

But the air is difficult to determine by scanning, which is also a bug in his power - it must be seen with the eyes and positioned with the eyes to scan. He cannot see the air, so he cannot scan.

If there is something wrong with the air outside, what about the water that can also be supplied from the outside? Fortunately, at least judging from the water in this bathroom, there is no problem.

Meng Fei dried his hands under the dryer and returned outside.

The famous Nautilus Institute Quantum Space Laboratory is here. All Meng Fei saw were two tightly closed huge silver iron doors with black radiation warning signs on a yellow background.

After walking through the iron gate, he passed a large warehouse and reached the innermost part of the corridor. He finally saw a wooden door that was ajar. There was a sign in the language of the Divine Tiger hanging on the door:

"Professor Boulanger.

"At work.

"Please come in.

"No need to knock."

Since there was no need to knock, Meng Fei pushed the door open and entered.

What kind of office is this?

Among the scenes Meng Fei has seen, only Suzaku's laboratory can be compared in terms of mystery. But Suzaku's laboratory is a bit like an old witch's magic laboratory, and this place is pure science fiction.

In the rectangular room, there are many racks standing neatly against the wall. There are a variety of servers on the racks, and red, yellow, blue and green lines cover almost every inch of the area.

There are all kinds of equipment that cannot be named in the room. Some of them look like huge CT machines, and some of them are like simulated experimental chambers like aircraft cabs? Or are they a reduced version of a nuclear reactor?

But no matter how diverse the things here are and how complicated the circuits are, everything has been taken care of extremely carefully and is in order.

The arrangement of various instruments and equipment resembles some kind of museum exhibition hall, and the countless lines of various colors are as graceful as complex arts and crafts.

Professor Boulanger was wearing a short coat that looked yellow because it was too old. He was lying on the ground and drawing lines on the ground with chalk. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his face from his white messy hair.

This old man was older than Meng Fei thought. His face was as pale as if he had applied foundation, and his wrinkles were like some kind of rolled pastry.

"You are-"

He stood up and stared at Meng Fei carefully for a while, then pointed with a finger and pronounced the other person's name with a stiff green light.

"Zhang Feng?

"I've seen the paper you wrote, and I know you."

Then he caught a glimpse of Xiao Han behind Meng Fei, his face immediately filled with a gentle smile, and he pulled a chair over.

"This lovely girl, please sit down."

Because he was called "cute", Xiao Han sat down with a smile and was elated. Professor Boulanger got down on the ground again and continued to draw lines.

"Hey, Professor, what are you doing?"

Meng Fei unexpectedly discovered that, probably because he talked to these foreigners more, his Taotie language began to become smoother.

"I'm looking for something."

"Why do you need to draw a line when looking for something?"

"Because I didn't know where the things were, I divided the room into several grids with lines and searched for them one by one so that I wouldn't miss anything."

The old man answered seriously while drawing a line.

Meng Fei wanted to roll his eyes and despise him.

You can tell at a glance that there is nothing to hide on your bare floor. Is there any point in drawing a grid to exclude it?

"Then what exactly are you looking for?"

"It's a chip, a switch. It's very important. It's about this big."

Boulanger gestured and found that it was probably less than half a centimeter.

"Switch? What kind of switch?"

The old man sighed and replied: "It's the only switch that can turn off the game. It's a pity that I lost it."

"Game? What game?"

The word "game" brought him back to many terrible memories. He did not escape death in "games" once or twice.

"The game of cracking space."

The old man answered without thinking, then raised his head again, staring straight at Meng Fei with his old, smoky eyes.

"You don't know?
Chapter completed!