Chapter 90 Archives
The elevator reached the next floor and suddenly stopped.
Yun Zhao was mentally prepared this time and stood firm by holding onto the iron railing.
She looked up, her gaze piercing through the gaps in the iron bars to look outside.
This building was converted from the original subway station. The elevator faces the wide corridor, and the original subway tracks have been replaced by rows of rooms.
The door was tightly shut, and the room was empty.
Oil lamps hung intermittently on the walls, casting a hazy, dim light. The flickering flames could barely illuminate a small area, leaving large shadows shrouded in darkness.
"Go straight to the archives." Xie Tu calmly withdrew his hand that had been supporting him and stepped out of the elevator first.
The others followed in his footsteps.
Xie Tu led the way, turning left at the second fork in the road.
The underground transportation network extends to every corner of the city. There is also a metal door for underground access. Apart from this, all other passages are sealed off.
The group arrived at the data storage warehouse.
This is a huge building, converted from the entire platform.
Tao Haohao stepped forward and used force to break the door lock.
It was very dark inside.
Everyone took out their flashlights and shone them inside.
The beams of flashlights crisscrossed in the darkness, revealing rows of sturdy metal bookshelves stretching to the far end beneath the towering ceiling. The shelves were densely packed with all sorts of file boxes and document boxes, all tightly sealed.
Duan Xi clicked his tongue in amazement: "So many... how are we supposed to find them?"
The archives are almost as big as their training ground.
"What exactly are we looking for?" Tao Haohao scratched his head, he didn't even know what he was looking for.
Yun Zhao didn't actually know; she was looking for something with a dull, muffled page-turning sound.
But there are too many large boxes piled up to the top here.
There's no way those six people could finish turning it over.
Xie Tu spoke up, "Just look around and see if there are any clues."
With the sentry's keen intuition, they might make a discovery.
The group entered the vast, dark space, each choosing a shelf, and quickly began to work.
If you don't know what to look for, just flip through randomly.
The beam of a flashlight can only illuminate a limited area.
Yun Zhao flicked his fingertips, and countless cyan fluorescent lights emerged, converging together to illuminate a large area.
She went to the metal shelf.
The tightly sealed large box had labels on the side, and rows of documents recorded the unique local culture.
Shu brocade, Shu embroidery, Sichuan opera, giant pandas...
Yun Zhao used his dagger to cut open a box and saw a thick stack of documents in front of him, feeling at a loss for where to begin.
She didn't like this polluted area.
She had nothing; she just wanted to kill the gatekeeper so she could finish work and go home early.
The little bluebird perched on her shoulder was even less patient than her. Sensing her thoughts, it shook its feathers.
【Then let's not look for it, let's wait for the gatekeeper to come and kill it.】
Yun Zhao said to it, "We can wait, but they can't."
The color of the will-o'-the-wisp has changed; if she doesn't act quickly, her teammates may all be in danger.
The little bluebird hopped onto her head, its indifferent gaze watching everyone work.
To speed things up, the team members released their spiritual forms to help search.
Xie Tu was just two or three steps away from her.
The Fire Phoenix cannot come out to help; if it did, it would burn all the data.
Xie Tu moved swiftly, opening a box and rummaging through it for documents.
He emptied the items out of the box, checked them one by one, and then put them back in exactly the same place.
In comparison.
Yun Zhao's search speed was too slow.
Xie Tu had already turned over the fourth box; she hadn't even finished turning over the first one.
This box contains stories about the culture of Sichuan – Sichuan Opera.
The materials featured a variety of mask designs, brightly colored, which looked somewhat frightening.
The documents were thick, but the sound of turning them was clearly wrong.
The splashing sound was completely unrelated to what she heard.
Yun Zhao put the things back and was about to rummage through the second box when he heard the 'swish swish' sound again.
Not only her, but the team members not far away also stopped moving.
The Sentinel's exceptional senses allowed it to keenly perceive the changes in the world.
"Captain, it seems we've returned to the surface world." Duan Xi heard voices and footsteps coming from outside.
Xie Tu raised his wrist and looked at the communicator.
It was exactly one o'clock in the morning.
His gaze was deep and unfathomable: "One hour."
Song Liang was also pondering: "What does this mean?"
During their one-hour stay in the otherworld, they encountered no danger except for the unseen will-o'-the-wisps.
The rabbit asked, "Should we stay here or go back to look for clues?"
Xie Tu pulled out a document, quickly flipped through it, and said, "Let's go through it one by one, starting with this one."
The word "give up halfway" is not in his dictionary.
Yun Zhao remained silent, carefully trying to discern what was making the 'swish' sound.
She attended an eight-day training course. The videos in the first few days mostly explained the worldview of the old era. However, with two hundred years separating them, no matter how detailed the explanations in the videos were, it was impossible for her to understand all aspects of the old era.
If you can't figure it out, then keep looking.
Everyone sped up their pace, and all they could hear was the screech of boxes and the rustling of pages turning.
Time seemed to drag on endlessly.
By 6 a.m., they had only turned over less than a third of the area.
Yun Zhao began to feel sleepy, and his movements gradually slowed down.
"Ah!" Tao Haohao suddenly exclaimed from four or five shelves away, "Captain, quickly check if this is a clue!"
His loud shout successfully woke Yun Zhao from his drowsiness.
Xie Tu patted her and grabbed her backpack strap. "Let's go together."
The man seemed to have made it a habit to take her with him wherever he went, and he would grab her backpack at the drop of a hat.
The little bluebird, who initially grumbled and jumped around, has now gotten used to it.
The other team members had already gathered around.
"What did you find?"
Tao Haohao took out a thick stack of documents, "You can look at them yourselves."
Several flashlights shone on it, and the document clearly read: "Optimization Scheme for Overall Robot Structure".
Enhance the robot's perception capabilities by increasing the types and number of sensors to improve the robot's ability to detect temperature, humidity, light, sound, etc., and improve data processing algorithms to enhance its understanding and processing of environmental information.
"What does that mean?" Duan Xi didn't understand.
Tao Haohao, unusually quick-witted, said, "Do you remember what Major General Qin said? When they first entered the city for rescue, they relied entirely on robots for search and rescue..."
Technology in the 22nd century is already very advanced.
However, the black slime on the mutants is extremely corrosive, making military rescue difficult, and once the monster gets close, death is almost certain.
Robots made entirely of iron became the best weapon.
Later, the power system was completely paralyzed, and many technologies could no longer be used, including robots.
The shelter's professionals have modified and optimized the robot several times, switching it to diesel power and adding modules to optimize its algorithms to adapt to the ever-changing harsh environment and rescue civilians in a city full of monsters.
What items require emotion?
Tao Haohao felt he had stumbled upon the truth this time, and declared decisively: "The gatekeeper is definitely a robot!"
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