After passing through three shafts again, everyone saw the end of the passage.
It was a passage that was locked by a barbed wire guard and was wide enough for one person. The guard was kicked away by Sister A who was walking in the front.
Obviously, the facility at the end does not intentionally prevent people from using the vents to move around like the funnel-shaped space they just experienced. Perhaps they did not originally think that the people in the shelter above would be able to get through more than ten meters.
Deep narrow vent passage?
Considering the previous contradictory conjectures and two possibilities, Zhen Cheng curiously tried to observe this man-made facility buried at an incredible depth underground.
At first impression, she felt that the relationship between here and above was not so much that the fresh air from the bottom was used to supply the shelter above, but rather that the shelter above was just a retreat for here.
The entire upper two-story structure here gave her the impression that it was the large box containing the excavation tools buried at the exit of the shelter.
In other words, it doesn't matter whether the people above live or die, and ventilation is only incidental.
This pipe, which can accommodate one person, but eventually becomes thinner and dispersed on the top, is to prevent people or paint from seeping in, and to allow people in the deep facilities to have an escape route when the surface becomes habitable again.
As evidence for this conjecture, Sister A found more than one mine and explosive device in the passage she just passed through.
If the explosive device can also be explained by preventing paradox penetration, then there will be no more excuses for the existence of landmines.
The only good thing is that these mines were placed rather crudely and hastily. They were obviously only designed to defend against people coming from the shelter above and refugees on the surface. They did not take into account the situation of facing a top killer with rich battlefield experience.
The facilities outside had no lights, but were completely shrouded in darkness.
Under the lighting of the mobile phone, it can be seen that this place was originally a spacious room, or a hall is more vividly described. There are many vents like them, scattered regularly on the four walls and ceiling of the hall.
Such a structure seems to once again confirm Zhen Cheng's earlier inference. The structure of the entire underground building is like a large tree with leafy branches.
The location they are currently in is probably the final backbone. Each vent here is connected to a "branch" similar to a triangular shelter, and the end of each branch is connected to several similar people.
The kind of big pit you feel when entering this world.
"Do you think what we are looking for is here?" In the darkness, Ai Luogensi's eyes were faintly glowing red: "What exactly are we looking for?"
After experiencing the baptism of the Kwai Demon Pond, she now looks less and less like a human being. As for the changes in her body, she did not mention it to Zhen Cheng, and Zhen Cheng did not ask.
She knew that under Qu Yun's arrangement, the two of them had embarked on completely different paths, and they could not help each other on the road to sublimation. Instead of the two of them hiding in the dormitory and struggling secretly, it would be more convenient to ask the instructor directly.
"History," Cai Pixiu replied pretending to be profound. The pair of vertical pupils that were slinking around like a thief looking for treasure betrayed this guy's true mood:
"Or if possible, look for [World Fragments]."
"But if this paradox is pressed down from the sky like Chengcheng's analysis, it shouldn't only affect one city, right?
Even if we guarantee temporary safety and fully explore this underground facility, what chance do we have of finding [World Fragments]? Even if there really is such a thing in this world." Sister A said confused.
Cai Pixiu wanted to explain, but this time Zhen Cheng beat her to it: "Sister, do you think we why we specially took the Lamarck game to enter this world?
If you just move across the universe, you don't need a teacher, but Pixiu-senpai next to you can do it easily, right?"
"This should be because Qu Yun knows that specific Lamarck games will reveal the antiques or history she wants to find?" Ai Luogansi guessed that she really hadn't considered this issue:
"Or is it because the threat level we have to face here is more suitable for our current level?" When she said this, she smiled and shook her head.
With the literary, Taoist, and military skills she and Zhen Cheng showed when working together to deal with this kind of game where even newcomers have a "no-death situation," there is no need to send a senior to protect them.
Zhen Cheng also smiled lightly: "I think my sister's first half guess is correct. And if you think about it carefully, you will find that the mechanism of Lamarck game to select the game venue will probably not choose a scene with little significance, right?
Especially now, when our activity venue is restricted by the paradox. If there really is nothing special in the underground facilities here, then how does one need to judge the clearance of this Lamarck game?
?
Finally, an underground facility that appears at an abnormal depth is weird enough in itself. Whether it is used as a vent shelter or a research institution with confidentiality requirements, there is no reason to waste additional resources digging the facility to a meaningless depth, no
What?
unless……"
"Unless this facility itself hides the reason why it has to be so deep?" Cai Pixiu's eyes lit up: "For example, people here discovered a treasure buried deep underground?!"
Zhen Cheng rolled her eyes. She still couldn't figure out how Cai Pixiu summed up the correct conclusion in the first half of the sentence and the absurd reason in the second half.
The beam of the flashlight swayed across the entire space. Zhen Cheng turned around and glanced at the new candidate who had just raised the issue of indigenous survival. He pointed at the equipment that was mostly buried in the soil and shrugged:
"I think the natives here were finished before we entered."
In the room in front of her were many metal cylinders that were huge enough to put Zhen Cheng in to brew wine, as well as jeep-sized metal machines in the shape of iron boxes.
Among the vents that can still be seen around, no damage was found except for a fence door that was kicked off by Sister A. In other words, this place was not breached by refugees from above like the upper-level shelter.
However, in the small half of the room that remains unchanged, many traces of old paint can be seen.
They dripped from some other ventilation duct openings, melting the large machinery they touched into a pile of paint that was covered in a large amount of dust and soil, and the specific color could no longer be seen.
The biggest problem is that most of the room has been buried by collapsed earth and rocks, including the inevitable exit. It is more like a ruin than a room.