Entering the gate, it was an ordinary hall, and a cylindrical elevator made of transparent material appeared in front of the two people.
When the two people entered, they descended at a terrifying high speed. The outside was pitch black.
After a full 30 seconds, and Tang Lang estimated that it had dropped at least more than 500 meters, their eyes suddenly lit up.
The "romantic talent" was so moved by the integrity in his heart that tears filled his eyes. He couldn't help but shed tears, which filled his cheeks. This actually made Tang Lang, who was also shocked by the scene in his eyes, feel less for him.
Disgusting feeling, after all, this guy is quite emotional.
Emotional people are generally not that bad, because they have their own soft spots deep in their hearts. The more rational people are, the harder their hearts are. They are suitable to be colleagues, but not suitable to be friends. Just like
The kings in ancient times always called themselves "lonely, Taoist and widowed". As for emotional emperors, they generally did not last long unless they were very lucky.
This is an extremely deep and vast space. It is at least tens of meters high. Even the elevator descending at high speed took several seconds to reach the ground. Countless lights overhead were like stars, illuminating the huge space.
The width and length are even greater. According to Tang Lang's estimation, it is at least as large as three or four football fields.
The two of them walked out of the elevator and found themselves in this huge space, feeling insignificant for no reason. But what made them feel even more insignificant was perhaps not just the fact that there were unimaginable things in the secret space beneath the ground.
It's huge, but in this space, countless technological achievements of the past are densely placed. In every window and exhibition booth, there is a dazzling array of everything.
Tang Lang had seen the federal weapons depot, where dozens of mechas stood quietly, and had also experienced a battle with air pirates. The charge of hundreds of mechas was like destroying the world, but compared with the mechas here, it was completely
It's all childish. Not to mention the various types of mechas that record the path of scientific development, just in terms of quantity, they completely kill the largest number of mechas Tang Lang has ever seen, which is at least a thousand mechas.
At this moment, Tang Lang was no longer a student, but a warrior. He instinctively analyzed combat effectiveness based on quantity.
Seeing Tang Lang's blank eyes wandering around the numerous mechas of different shapes, the "romantic talent" who wiped away the tears on his cheeks without leaving a trace regained his arrogance as a senior professor and said disdainfully: "It is rumored that here
It is normal to have a large number of mechas from the earliest models since the founding of the Federation to the latest mechas that have not yet been put into active service, as well as mechas of all eras and models collected from various countries in the starry sky."
"How many stations are there?" Tang Lang asked subconsciously.
"..." Lao Wang was a little speechless when he was asked. Is this my first time here? Why are you more annoying than that old guy Edward!
"Short-sighted!" Lao Wang scolded. "The Advanced Laboratory is not a professional mecha laboratory. Mechas are only a small part of it. Young man, your vision should be broader. In this ocean of wisdom of the past,
You can see the light of wisdom that you normally can’t imagine.”
Speaking of things, Lao Wang is really right. At a glance, the numerous mechas are just a small part of the displays in the vast space. The starship power device is like a hill, and the starship energy is daunting.
Cannons, star fighter aircraft with a length of more than ten meters, sci-fi-looking all-terrain vehicles, rotorcraft, huge robotic arms, high-end lathes... A wide variety of technological crystallizations, even with a strong mind like Tang Lang, are incomparable
Shocking.
This was also the first time he came to this starry sky and felt deeply and deeply that he had come to a future world, and he was really an aborigine from 4,000 years ago. He was really a bumpkin!
"It will take me a while to finish. Xiao Wang, please take Xiao Tang for a walk!" Professor Edward's voice came at the right time.
Lao Wang couldn't help but have a vein on his forehead. From now on, except for those old men, whoever calls him Xiao Wang will have to call him Lao Wang, even if it's the person next door.
Shopping and shopping is only for girls, but for an old man and a young man who are both physically and mentally shocked, shopping is a must.
Although the two of them were unhappy with each other, as a tutor in the academy, they had the consciousness to take care of the "safety" of the palace of knowledge. Lao Wang followed closely Tang Lang, who was looking around excitedly, and never fell behind. Tang Lang fell behind
It doesn't matter, although Lao Wang is annoying, he is very talented. He can tell you that he is ugly in everything, so he can be used as a tour guide. Just ignore his increasingly stinky face.
How can you be so big-hearted and touch whatever you get your hands on? Why don’t you, a senior professor like him, dare to do it? Why didn’t an armed robot pop out and beat you to a pulp? Lao Wang countless times
When watching Tang Lang hammer on the mecha and power engine, this ambition would pop up in his mind.
"Don't mess with that electronic turbine!"
"Don't touch that mecha, don't press it randomly. It was the first generation of keyboard-button-controlled mecha thousands of years ago. There are only five of them left in the federation. If it's damaged, can you afford to pay for it? Stay away from it!
"
"Asshole, don't touch that robotic arm! That's the fifth-generation individual maintenance robotic arm, an epoch-making product!"
"My dear mother! Put it down quickly. It's an anti-matter bomb. If it is detonated, the entire academy will be blown into space, especially here!" Lao Wang's face turned pale at that moment, and he even
All the local dialects from my hometown popped out.
...
Facing this ignorant guy in front of him, Lao Wang, who was furious all the way, finally collapsed completely after Tang Lang looked at a metal ball the size of a basketball.
He was completely afraid of the ignorant and fearless Tang Lang. As a senior professor, Lao Wang did not dare to take chances with his seniors. People who want to achieve success in science must have a kind of spirit that ordinary people do not have.
The "craziness" of the anti-matter bomb is definitely greater than 50%. Including these mechas that exist underground, Lao Wang is sure that once there is a war here, even those old antiques, as long as they put energy
The crystal can be turned into a killing machine, not just a display here.
And this is not just a guess. A hundred years ago, when the Federation encountered a major crisis due to the intervention of the Great Eagle Empire, the Academy Management Committee gave an order to lead a team of thirty instructors, and a thousand outstanding students were selected from the school.
In response, an independent mecha division of the Military Academy was established to prepare for the war. The Advanced Laboratory is said to have contributed hundreds of mechas of various types in the laboratory.
Although these scientists in the Federation are antiques, they are by no means pedantic. Their family is almost gone, so why do they still need to work in the palace of knowledge? As long as their family is still there, everything will be there again. Otherwise, are they leaving good things to the enemy?
"Let's go visit the technology of the ancient Blue Star era! Let's appreciate the elegance of our ancestors." At this time, the "romantic talent" almost pulled Tang Lang in an almost pleading manner, asking him not to cause any harm.
These high technologies have crystallized.
For Lao Wang, although the ancient objects that have experienced thousands or even tens of thousands of years in the ancient Blue Star era are more precious, at least those will not explode! Moreover, objects filled with ancient atmosphere will be damaged by the dignity of time.
A kind of admiration from the depths of one's soul should make Tang Lang restrain himself.
As Lao Wang thought, the rust of the bronzes left by the Xia, Shang, Zhou, Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods were mottled with the vicissitudes of time. For the first time, Tang Lang did not take action, but just stared with his eyes. The edge of Tang's sword remained the same, Song's clothes were as gorgeous as before, and the tiger from Ming Dynasty
The squatting artillery shows the wisdom from the Chinese ancestors.
Until, Tang Lang walked to an exhibition stand and stopped to stare for a long time. There was something in his eyes that Old Wang a few meters away couldn't explain. It was a light weapons display stand from the 200s before the first year of the Star Calendar.
This is still the era of gunpowder-driven metal live ammunition.
Then, Tang Lang reached out and took out one of the twenty or so guns in the display cabinet, and looked at it carefully in his hand.
"Hey, that's an ancient artifact from thousands of years ago. Why do you have such a short memory? Put it back quickly!" Lao Wang roared subconsciously!
Then, his voice gradually became quieter, because Tang Lang raised his head and looked at him.
There was something crystal clear in Tang Lang's eyes that made his heartstrings tremble for no reason.
It is undeniable that Lao Wang doesn't like Tang Lang. Not only is Tang Lang a "backward student" because he is taken care of by Professor Edward, but he also doesn't like the way Tang Lang behaves neither humble nor arrogant in front of him. It's as if he is Xiao Tang, and
As a senior professor, he was the little king in his eyes, which somewhat frustrated his self-esteem as a mentor.
But no matter how much he disliked him, Lao Wang had to admit that Tang Lang was definitely an excellent soldier. The scene where he forced an intermediate level two mecha master back with his fists almost made it clear that he was an excellent soldier.
On the battlefield, he will definitely be a soldier who can fight in many battles. At least, Lao Wang, who is an intermediate second-level mecha master, knows in his heart that even if it were him, he would never be able to do better than Zhou Jinjin.
But why is such an outstanding soldier so excited, holding a gun that is thousands of years old?
"Teacher Wang, do you know the name of this gun?" Tang Lang rubbed the gun body with his hand, lowered his eyelids, and asked in a low voice.
The hometown he thought he could forget, but after he picked up this extremely familiar gun, all the plants and trees in his hometown, the ten years in the southwest, the father who had fallen asleep, and the gentleness of his sister poured into his mind like a tide.
The look in his eyes, the little nephew's little fat little hand waving goodbye, was extremely clear.
"This is introduced above!" Lao Wang was a little bit crazy. He was not a weapons manual. It was amazing to know the changes in weapons in the past few hundred years. Who still remembers those from thousands of years ago?
But as a teacher, he was too proud to say no, so he could only click on the virtual screen on the development platform, which clearly displayed the model number "81" of this automatic gunpowder-driven metal live ammunition rifle.
"What you are talking about is just the model number. In fact, it was called 81-bar in the military at that time!" Tang Lang shook his head and murmured to himself.
It’s true that what you can’t go back to is your hometown!
The crystal clearness that no one can see under the lowered eyelids becomes thicker!