There are traces of trees and ivy that has long withered.
Withered vines entwined around it, it has a bit of the eerie, dark and depressing feel of an ancient castle from the last century.
She wiped the doorway.
"bite--"
There was a slight sound, and a little light appeared next to the iron gate. Jiang Niannian pulled her over and let Song Qingdai face the light.
A mechanical electronic sound immediately came from inside.
"Ding—face recognition successful!"
Facial recognition?
"Don't be nervous. I know you are curious, but don't be curious yet."
It’s just facial recognition, which is indeed a technology that is ahead of our times.
This era is relatively backward. In the Xingyuan era, facial recognition had already become popular hundreds of years ago.
But here, science and technology are backward. My father said that if we are not people of this era, we must never interfere with the development of this era.
The universe has its own operating order, and humans need to follow this order.
What they need to do is not only to follow the order, but also to maintain the order.
The iron gate creaked open, a crack appeared on the ground, and then a long staircase appeared in front of Song Qingdai.
"This is……"
"The base is down there, let's go."
Jiang Niannian knew that she was pregnant, so she held her hand and walked slowly.
The staircase was very long, and Song Qingdai had to walk all the way to the innermost part before she could see what was inside clearly.
There were rows of instruments that she couldn't understand at all, the data were fluctuating, and there was a crackling sound of electric current from time to time.
"That's a communicator. Unlike a radio, this communicator is used to contact people in another world."
But unfortunately, so many years have passed and they have not been able to get in touch.
I don’t know if it’s because this era is too backward, or because everyone else is dead, or in other words, the electromagnetic waves they transmitted were blocked by someone.
"And what is this?"
Song Qingdai stood in front of a huge machine. The machine was extremely huge. She had seen it in the book left by her mother, but she had only glanced at it.
"Flying machine."
"Flying vehicle?" Song Qingdai didn't understand and asked again, "Is it a plane?"
If it was a plane, why would it look like this and why would it be parked here?
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