At this moment, Weslin had to marvel at how huge the park's underground facilities were, with such a vast space and passages leading to everywhere.
However, if such an air-raid shelter that was supposed to be permanently prepared for evacuation has been changed into the current venue for the King of Machines to compete for hegemony, is there really no problem if the people in the relevant departments know about it?
Weslin felt that there were more and more illegal places in the King of Machines Contest, and it would definitely not end well.
Now Weslin didn't know where the person who was controlling the traps behind the scenes was, so he relied on his intuition to slowly explore forward.
Since Sarah walked into this passage, it means that this must lead to their secret gathering point.
Almost three minutes later, many small closed rooms began to appear in the passage in front of Weslin.
These rooms are the same as the ones we passed outside before. I don’t know how many years have passed. The surface of the doors has been rusted. Some have small windows. When you look through the gaps, everything is dark and you can’t see anything.
clear.
Weslin said that he carefully checked these rooms one after another and kept walking along the passage.
But surprisingly, the musty smell is getting less and less, but the temperature is getting lower and lower, and there will be a slight breeze.
"Is there an exit in front?" Weslin said to himself.
Suddenly, he saw a faint light coming from the crack in the door of a room on the left side of the passage.
Weslin immediately stopped and walked in cautiously without making any footsteps.
He put his ear against the door and listened carefully, and found some faint abnormal noises coming from inside.
It's like someone is typing on a keyboard.
"This should be it! There's someone inside!" Weslin thought to himself.
Then he gently pulled the door handle and found that the door could be opened!
But the moment the door crack opened, the rusty hinges made an unusual sound, attracting the attention of the people inside.
Weslin saw through the crack in the door that there were many monitors glowing brightly, and a console with various buttons lit up.
A dark figure sat in front of the console, looking very tall.
Hearing the strange noise coming from behind, the person sitting in front of the console suddenly looked behind him out of the corner of his eye.
"Who's there?"
A somewhat dull voice came from the room, and the person seemed to be wearing a mask.
Seeing that the other party was aware of his presence, Weslin hesitated for a moment, then stood up, opened the door and walked in nervously.
When the man saw Weslin entering the room, he sat on his chair and turned around.
But soon Weslin discovered that what this guy made was actually a wheelchair!
"Is he a disabled person?"
Weslin was surprised by the person he saw in front of him, and a thought of sympathy arose in his heart.
"Who are you?" The man in the wheelchair was wearing a black denim jacket and jeans, with a pair of white sneakers on his feet.
His face was covered by the cap and mask on his head, so he could not be seen clearly.
Weslin stared at him for a moment and said, "Are you the one who controls the trap in the room?"
After saying that, Weslin looked up at the monitors in front of him and found that many of the pictures were actually the trap rooms they had passed through before.
It turns out that this is where the trap is really controlled.
The person who appeared in front of Weslin was the mastermind behind them.
"You are not a staff member here, are you a player?" the man in black asked.
"I'm a player."
The man in black seemed very calm, and there was no hint of panic from his physical reaction.
"I didn't see you leave the room. It seems I was derelict in my duty."
"I have observed your room. There is only one camera facing the Iron Throne. I went around from the shadow next to it, so you didn't see it."
The man in black nodded after hearing this, "So that's it, you are still the first person who came here to look for me. Is something wrong?"
"I think your current way of playing is unfair. In a four-on-four situation, you still use traps to help your own people win the game. Isn't this glorious?" Weslin said unceremoniously.
The man in black stared at him and hesitated for a moment, "I just help the Machine Emperor win the game. Everything is a rule. I just follow it."
"Come on, there are no rules for your kind of competition. Isn't it your core to use all means to pass the level? I have already learned this."
After experiencing two Machine King competitions, Weslin has understood one thing.
For the King of Machines competition, the biggest rule is that there are no rules, because all rules are just traps to mislead you.
If they had always followed the rules, they would have been eliminated long ago.
Seeing that the man in black didn't speak, Weslin continued to speak: "What? Did I get it right?"
"The Machine King Contest is indeed a competitive activity with changing rules. This is true. But at the last level, the traps in the room are also part of what you have to face. After all, the person who can win the final championship must be worthy of the challenge.
Do you think I deserve this title?"
"Come on, you are just fans who continue to destroy fighting robots in the competition! People who lost the competition from you before are now suffering, and some even lost their jobs."
"Then you still come to participate?"
"Of course I have my reasons for coming to participate. Now I want you to stop using traps against us."
For a moment, the room of less than thirty square meters suddenly exuded a tense atmosphere.
The man in black looked at Weslin quietly, his face dark under the black hat brim, and he didn't know what his expression was now.
"Okay." The man in black suddenly said.
Weslin was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the other party to agree so easily.
However, the next moment, the man in black stretched out his hand and pressed a red square button.
Immediately afterwards, many colored buttons on the console lit up with lights of different colors.
It's like the energy sources of many monsters have been activated!
Weslin immediately noticed that the images on the monitors had changed.
At this moment, in the room where Li Yaoxian and the others were, all kinds of strange traps started to activate at the same time.
Water, fire, guillotines and even electric saws began to emerge from the cracks in the floor, turning the room into a Shura field in an instant!
"What are you doing!" Weslin immediately stepped forward and stared down at the flashing buttons on the console.
"I promised you not to control the trap personally, but I didn't say that I couldn't use artificial intelligence to control it. Now that I have fulfilled your request, I will leave first."
After that, the man in black rolled the wheelchair with both hands and left the room.
Snap!
At this moment, Weslin suddenly turned around and grabbed the handle on the back of his wheelchair.
The man in black leaned forward slightly, looking at Weslin behind him from the corner of his eye, "What do you want to do?"
Weslin also looked at the man in black behind him with his peripheral vision, "Turn off this controller."
"You can close it yourself. I have done what I should do. The rest is up to you to solve."
After the man in black finished speaking, he leaned forward to break away from Weslin, rolled his wheelchair and left.