On the morning of the second grade of junior high school, the Spring Festival atmosphere in the underground city had already dissipated a lot.
Many people took off their old clothes and put on work clothes, holding their own tools and waiting at the elevator entrance of Project 07 in the F8C area, waiting for the delivery vehicle and the delivery aircraft to arrive at the same time.
At the beginning, Zhuang Quan didn't know the meaning of these areas and numbers. Now he knows that F8 is the eighth underground floor, Area C refers to their residential community, and Project Elevator No. 07 is a combination of pedestrian elevators and mechanical elevators.
Elevators are special engineering transportation elevators like lifts.
However, he didn't stop here, and he didn't know these people. He walked by here just to see if the huge airplane in the original work had been repaired?
The Y-255 military transport aircraft based on the former Soviet An-255 can be regarded as the largest thing on the wandering earth, except for the planetary engine. This big thing is so huge that it is indescribable. Everything in front of it is insignificant.
Like ants.
Zhuang Quan hopes to have such a plane in the future, and can take his subordinates and legions to carry out teleportation across space, and maybe even win a local war.
But that should be a long, long time later, and he is still far behind now.
As the time on the watch reached eight o'clock, Zhuang Quan saw Zhao Shanhe - although he was already covered in a black robe, Zhuang Quan's enhanced five senses could easily sense the other person's scent.
Old Zhao stood still and immediately walked towards Zhuang Quan, "His concealment is good, you can't even recognize him if you take off the mask!"
Zhuang Quan was curious, "How did you know it was mine?"
"Who else is here except you? Don't underestimate the insight of an old man who makes a living by recycling!" Zhao Shanhe said, his words did not sound like a twilight old man at all.
Zhuang Quan then remembered that although he looked quite old, this person was probably born in the 1990s or 2000s, which was completely different from the old man in his impression.
Zhuang Quan did not continue talking, but followed Zhao Shanhe. Since Mr. Pheasant had the ability to introduce him to the black market, he must know the rules there, and there would be no problems if he followed.
Soon, they came to the inside of the black street, passed Song Yang's agency, and walked into the deep darkness where they couldn't see their fingers.
Lao Zhao was familiar with the place, and he quickly touched a switch, and with a gentle movement, a scanning device was revealed.
He put his eyes up, and after a special ray of light swept through them, Zhuang Quan seemed to hear a "beep" sound, and then an abyss-like hole appeared in front of the two of them.
"Those who don't have a pass cannot be scanned here!" Zhao Shanhe said, "Go in!"
Zhuang Quan nodded slightly. This kind of special facility usually only has the authority for special personnel. If they scan without authorization, they will most likely be arrested by the special security officer standing at the door of the agency and then sent to the prison of some security agency.
"Pfft!" The pneumatic device quickly started, closed the door behind it, and turned on the lights.
"Is this a passage to the black market?" Zhuang Quan asked.
"Where does the black market have such ability?" Zhao Shanhe curled his lips disdainfully, his face looking a little weird under the dim light in the passage, "Where does the black market come from? This is one of the exclusive passages in the underground city, and I took you there before
Just like the passage, it is a special access road attached to the entire underground city!"
"If there is a rebellion or disaster in the future, this will be the safest place!" His words stopped as the two people stopped, and they came to an elevator that was only a few square meters in size.
Compared with the large and unsightly elevators and engineering tools in the underground city, this elevator was pitifully small. After standing on it for a while, the two of them discovered something was wrong with this thing. It was not going up, but going down!
"Is it underground this time?" Zhao Shanhe muttered, without saying anything to Zhuang Quan, but calmly turned on a communicator in his hand, "Specific location!"
"Arrow in area G23, just follow it forward. Don't ask if you shouldn't ask!" The voice in the communicator was quite rough, as if he didn't want to give him face at all, which made Zhao Shanhe a little bit unbearable.
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However, the descent did not last long. They quickly stopped. In the dark environment, there were intense red lights blooming in front of their eyes!
Zhao Shanhe had obviously been here before. He pointed at the red light and introduced it to Zhuang Quan: "Who can believe that there is such a huge magma lake underground in Hangzhou?"
"I actually believe it!" Zhuang Quan complained smoothly. He has not forgotten that in the original work, the destruction of the Hangzhou Underground City was caused by the intrusion of magma.
The red magma was blocked by the tempered glass wall, allowing them to see the outside scene and the space inside. The two continued to walk forward. After walking for almost 1,500 meters, the passage was cut off, and an airtight door lay across them.
before.
A man in black clothes looked at them and said, "The time is from nine o'clock in the morning to four thirty in the afternoon. Pay attention to the time and don't wait until it's late!"
This must be the guard, but I don't know if they were bribed or if they were originally part of the gray. The two people walked out of the passage and came to the somewhat hot underground space.
This is still part of the magma lake, but it is much better than before. This seems to be the natural cave part of the underground magma lake, and some bustling people can already be seen.
There are obviously a lot of people coming here, whether they are stall holders or buyers. Many people are just sitting on the ground, not placing anything, but putting signs there, waiting for people to come to the door.
Zhao Shanhe did not take Zhuang Quan immediately, but took him to a tent not far away. Zhuang Quan could still see the words "Magic City Disaster Relief", which should be the material tent from the last disaster relief.
"Did you bring that ID tag with you? If not, you can also have your own!" Lao Zhao's casual words made Zhuang Quan ashamed. His own ID tag? He's afraid that the underground city police station won't be able to find him when they want to boost their performance, right?
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The person who applied for his certificate was a woman, but even though she was wearing a hood, it was hard to tell what she was doing. Looking at her skillfully typing on a computer that was at least forty years old, Zhuang Quan looked at her from the other side.
I received a similar brand in my hand.
"The next communication message and location will be sent from this. Every member has the ability to bring other members, but if the recommended member does not spend enough, there will be additional consumption penalties!"
The woman said, "Okay, the black market will not refuse any transaction, nor will it respond to any complaints, so please confirm the transaction yourself! The traders do not need any handling fees, and the stall operators will also pay the rental fee here."
The two people walked out, and Lao Zhao took his things and left straight away, "You can go back by yourself later, I have something else to do!"
Zhuang Quan shook his head, and then he saw someone throwing the things in his hands directly into the lava lake not far away, "Who wants your rubbish?"
Then a tall man was pushed out by this group of people.
The tall guy muttered something and walked away quickly.
Zhuang Quan narrowed his eyes, this place is indeed interesting!
