Chapter 42-42- Behind the Door
It was a spring morning, and the clouds hung low, covering the sky like a grayish-white veil, filtering the sunlight into soft, diffused light.
The cold wind blew, and Yvette walked on the thin ice that had not yet completely melted on the ground, passed through the dense forest of evergreen trees, and came to the foot of Mount Ish. The cold and damp air entered her lungs with her breath, dispelling some of the sleepiness brought by getting up early.
Behind her, Rosalyn, who was already seventeen years old, was wearing a slim windbreaker. She looked exceptionally tall, and her figure became more and more curvy. She was completely incomparable to someone with a girl's figure.
In this regard, Yvette could only express her gratitude to God. From last year to now, Rosalyn's height growth has basically stagnated and remained at 1.7 meters. Otherwise, she was really worried that one day she would have to look up when talking to her students, touch their heads, and stand on tiptoe - either way, it sounded very sad.
Thinking of this, Yvette couldn't help but lower her head and quickly glanced at her flat shoes.
Maybe I could get a pair of height-increasing boots later... She thought silently, but she was worried she wouldn't be able to get used to them. After all, in her previous life, she was a perfect 1.82 meters tall, a man of great stature, and she had never known what height-increasing shoes were. Now she had become a beautiful girl with silver hair and red eyes. She had gained a lot, but she had also lost a lot. Thinking about it carefully, it was quite sad.
"The top of the mountain is where the teacher woke up?" Rosalyn looked up curiously as she walked, gazing at the misty mountain top.
Yvette nodded softly. At this point, apart from the matter of time travel, there was no need to hide anything else from her students. Besides, she herself didn't know her own origins. Letting her students know might give her some inspiration.
Then, accompanied by a breeze, Rosaline walked briskly to the front, humming an unknown alien tune, looking very happy.
As if infected, Yvette's eyes softened a little. She would hum songs occasionally when she was happy, but as her memory grew increasingly hazy, she had almost forgotten many of the good songs from her past lives.
Sometimes she wondered, if she could enter the dream again, would she be able to hurry up and record all the songs she remembered, and then become a plagiarist of the Origin Civilization in her dream, relying on the entertainment resources of the Earth to dominate the entertainment industry. She should be able to earn a lot of credit points and buy a lot of high-end goods.
Well, of course this is just a casual remark. As a powerful wizard, he actually went out to sing and dance. The scene is very embarrassing to think about.
After more than an hour, they reached the end of the mountain road. There was no way to go further, so the two took out their magic skateboards and flew directly to the edge of the crater lake, looking down.
At this moment, just as it had been decades before when Yvette first escaped from her cage, the dark lake before her eyes remained as deep blue and silent as the abyss. In the center of the lake, the small metal platform remained there, like a forgotten old country house, still awaiting someone's return.
Three minutes later, after draining several mutants that were seeking their own death, Yvette stepped onto the metal platform again, opened the small door next to it, released a lighting spell, and led the students, who were looking around with curiosity, downstairs.
"The first floor is the quarantine floor, housing a number of elite military-grade weapons and equipment. I saw this was the only place with sunlight, so I moved most of my collected items, including useful books, to this floor..." Yvette said as she walked, her calm voice echoing in the empty corridor.
Rosalin showed a solemn and reverent look like a pilgrim and began to explore around this floor. She saw many draft papers written with the juice of the magic light vine as ink, which were left behind when she was learning rune knowledge. She also saw many remains of magical equipment that had been disassembled into parts.
Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, she seemed to have seen the scene of her teacher studying diligently, analyzing and researching, and meditating here countless years ago.
Those fragments were repeated monotonously day after day, like a malfunctioning movie projector, recording the entire process of a witch's birth.
Continuing down, Yvette meticulously explained the functions of each floor, recording details of her own explorations. Rosalyn followed suit, reconstructing the past of this vast underground ruin through her teacher's narration.
Finally, after walking through the ten underground floors, the closed alloy door appeared in front of the two.
But unlike the previous helpless situation, this time, the two can try using the alloy blade with extremely strong cutting effect. If it doesn't work, Yvette can also consider prying the elevator shaft or restoring the power supply to this floor to find other possibilities.
Activating the alloy battle blade and combining it with the amplification brought by the muscle limit release, Rosaline chopped it down fiercely without the teacher's help, and the effect was very obvious - a deep dent was chopped into the alloy door.
Seeing the remarkable effect, Yvette also drew her own blade to help. With the combined efforts of master and apprentice, the door leading to the next level was finally hacked open, wide enough for one person to pass through. The odor was not unpleasant—perfectly so, as the ventilation system's redundant design was based on wind pressure. As long as the wind from the crater lake continued to blow, the air would continue to circulate, ultimately exiting through an exit somewhere on the mountainside.
Even on this floor, there were traces of the pervasive magic vines, but the brightness was limited, so the two still used magic lighting.
"Teacher, what floor is this?" Rosaline looked at the sign next to her. She had learned a little Black Tide language in her dream, but she had been communicating with her teacher in the common language of the Glowing Continent and had almost forgotten it.
"It should be the living area for the management." Yvette guessed after carefully identifying the blurred handwriting on it.
Compared to the floors above, this one was much wider and offered a wider variety of living and entertainment options. The two of them weren't in a hurry to go any deeper, instead opening the doors one by one to inspect.
"It seems that the people here cannot escape the fate of deformation..." Looking at the strangely shaped bones in many rooms, and even a relatively complete deformed mummy, Rosaline guessed with mixed emotions.
Obviously, she now wanted to sympathize with those who died tragically in the doomsday, but she also felt that these people must have locked others out in order to save their own lives, thus showing a contradictory mentality.
"Perhaps." Yvette nodded slightly, rummaging through the clutter. The paper materials here were mostly rotten, but as expected of the executive living quarters, there were quite a few well-preserved hardcover books. Although they were all in the field of rune medicine, they were still very valuable.
"Teacher, look at this!" After a while, Rosalyn suddenly discovered something and shouted.
Yvette walked over and saw a luxurious notebook that had not yet decayed. Some information was recorded in the Black Tide language, but with Rosalyn's semi-literate level, she could hardly understand it.
Picking up the notebook, Yvette glanced at the words on it, her pupils shrinking slightly.
"I am Esther Omega, CEO of the Ish City branch of Black Tower Pharmaceuticals, and Vincent Omega's granddaughter. This is my suicide note."
"If someone later can enter here and read this letter, it means the world has not yet been destroyed. I must clarify one thing for you."
"I swear by the honor of the Omega family that the 'Divine Transmutation' of the Abyss Base remains preserved at the bottom of the Divine Eclipse and has not been leaked. We are not the sinners of the world."
"And the true source of the change is the sea!"
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(End of this chapter)
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