With a "click", the door of the filing cabinet that had been closed for many years opened. The rolls of sheepskin scrolls were neatly arranged and kept as clean as they had just been put in. Polu wiped his hands and pulled out the top one.
A scroll. Unlock the buckle on the scroll and lay it flat on the cabinet. The records on the scroll are in line with the temperament of this base and are a neat form. Bolu nodded and exclaimed with satisfaction: "Ah, it's really
Healed me.”
Date: December 12, 637 in the solar calendar
Status: normal operation
Note: I received a notice today that starting from tomorrow, the experimental center will conduct key tests, run at full power, and all heat sinks will enter critical operation mode.
Date: December 13, 637 in the solar calendar
Status: critical operation
Note: The noise of the central magic compression array can be heard in the cooling tower. The magic power is extracted from the air too fast, forming a huge funnel-shaped magic tide, right in the center of the basin, which is both spectacular and scary to look at.
What on earth are they doing?
Date: December 14, 637 in the solar calendar
Status: critical operation
Note: The experiment has exceeded the scheduled time, and no instructions have been received to resume normal operation. The excessive concentration of magic power has changed the weather, and thunderstorms have continued since last night. The thunderstorm surrounding the funnel is very magnificent.
Date: December 15, 637 in the solar calendar
Status: critical operation
Note: Tried to contact the experimental center, but there was no feedback, and no instructions were sent. The pool used to assist heat dissipation has burned dry. The ice and snow on the surrounding mountains have melted away.
Date: December 16, 637 in the solar calendar
Status: critical operation
Note: The heat sent from below has not decreased today, and the cooling tower is as hot as an oven. All backup auxiliary means have been used up. If the critical operation continues, the central magic pool may explode. Contact has been interrupted.
For three days, all attempts to contact the control center failed, and Blake decided to walk to the experimental center to have a look.
Date: December 17, 637 in the solar calendar
Status: critical operation
Note: Blake did not come back. The compressed magic steam exploded the top of the pipe with heat, and the high temperature rushed directly into the sky. This was a sign that the coolant in the central magic pool had dried up. An unsettling sound was heard along the pipe well.
There was a noise. It seemed like something was scratching the pipe. Sometimes there was a faint scream. We were considering escaping from here.
Date: December 18, 637 in the solar calendar
Unit: Heidenberg Third Cooling Tower Control Room
Status: critical operation
Note: The central magic pool exploded, the shock wave swept across the entire test area, and almost all the ground buildings in the basin were destroyed. We have reached an agreement to evacuate as soon as possible tomorrow.
The log was interrupted here. Boru looked up at everyone, opened his mouth, and didn't know where to start for a moment. Looking at the traces of attacks around him, he thought that the person who recorded the log was not able to evacuate safely in the end.
go.
"What does it say here, Poru?"
"Let me sort it out, there's a lot of information."
Bolu sat down cross-legged, took a breath, and looked thoughtful:
"System, search for solar calendar year 637 and Heidenberg"
"Heidenberg is a large-scale confidential experimental base established by the legendary Alchemist Alliance. The coordinates are unknown and the details are unknown. The solar calendar year 637 is different from the current magic calendar. The conversion shows that the current year is 1024 solar calendar years."
Bolu felt like he had a splitting headache. He didn't even understand it, let alone how to talk about it. If the teacher were here, he should be able to get more information.
"In short, this is a secret experimental base established by alchemists hundreds of years ago. Something went wrong when they were conducting experiments here, and they lost control. In the end, the entire base was blown up. There may be nothing wrong with it.
People survived. This is not the core area of the experimental base, so it is preserved. To understand what happened, we may need to go deep into the core area to check."
"Isn't it a bit too simple?" Everyone around Bolu, waiting to hear a long story, looked at each other.
"Our main purpose is to find the barbarian's lair and explore the core area of this experimental base that exploded hundreds of years ago. Isn't there a bit of a conflict?" Leah asked. Leonardo waved his hand: "We
After walking so far, we saw such a man-made thing. If you don't look at it, you can't guarantee that they are not here, right? There are no other goals. I think we will rest here for the night and get ready for battle. We will go to the core area to take a look tomorrow.
look."
There is no chance to light a fire here. Everyone dispersed to prepare for a rest. Polu walked to Leonardo: "Captain, according to the last paragraph of the log, it seems that you can directly lead to the core area along the pipe well, but it may
There will be great danger. If we encounter an ambush, if it is such an attack, I think our risk is too great." Bolu pointed to the terrible scars on the operating table. "If we really encounter it, will you?
I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m dead anyway.”
"If we really meet, I'll run away with you and Leah, don't resist." Leonardo showed his shining front teeth.
With the fear of the creaking nest of death, Polu fell into a deep sleep.
Polu checked the magic crystal of the small downlight in his hand: "It's enough. If we keep this power, we can still use it for 3 days. I also have a spare crystal, which may last 7 days in total. It should be enough."
Leonardo nodded: "I still have spare torches. Okay, everyone, let's form the battle formation. Wear breastplates and hold shields. Cross-check." The group checked each other's breastplates and weapons again, and Bolu was also assigned.
A breastplate, but it’s a standard one that doesn’t fit well, and it’s a bit too big for muscular men. Bolu didn’t feel very accustomed to wearing a breastplate for the first time, so he easily put the hammer on his waist. “Polu
Lu, just take care of the lantern and save your life at other times. Leah, look at him." The two nodded and looked at each other: "You have to take care of me again." "You have to take care of me again.
You're here." With a smile, Polu held up a lantern and followed the team into the dark tube well.
Fortunately, this place used to be a heat dissipation duct, and the air is hot enough and dry enough. In the middle of the mountain in the far north, the steel stairs have not been severely rusted for hundreds of years. The dull sound made by the contact between the soles and the steel plates is enough to make people feel sad.
Feeling relieved, Lia followed Polu who held the lamp, looked up at the thick steel pipes with the magic circle carved on them, the sturdy brackets, and then looked at the stairs under her feet. There was a layer of misty red rust on the surface of the steel: "Here
How much steel was used? Where did they get so much steel? This No. 3 tube shaft alone may need to use up the kingdom's steel production for a year." In this long shaft, her voice was emitted back and forth. Listen to it.
It sounds a little distorted.
Bolu was a little stunned: "The kingdom only produces so much steel in a year?"
"Iron and steel are not counted together. The steel she mentioned refers to steel alone." Leonardo, who was walking in front, said without looking back. "Most of the steel is used to make weapons and armor. That's about it.
Bar."
"That's enough. What can we do with such a little steel?" Polu muttered in his heart, but did not dare to say it out loud.
The long spiral staircase finally reached the end, where the pipe turned a corner and extended into a dark alley. There used to be a door and a guard post at the door of the alley, but now they have also fallen into dust. The walls
There were scratches and splash-like stains similar to those on the cooling tower operating table, but several people searched around and found no body.
"It's strange. These scars should be blood stains, but why can't we find any corpses since we entered the wasteland? There are traces of attacks everywhere, but not to mention the entire bones, not even the parts can be found. Regardless.
Whether it's from animals, insects, or humans, it doesn't matter. Plants have no effect at all. It can't be that everything that can move is eaten by something."