Chapter 99 Interference Clues
"So when the real and the real worlds switch, what Yun Zhao hears is the sound of a face changing?!"
Tao Haohao was completely baffled. "What's the connection between these two things?"
Yun Zhao asked Song Liang to continue flipping the screen forward.
In the promotional video, when the actors performed the face-changing act, the audience below cheered and applauded thunderously.
The atmosphere on and off the stage was lively and bustling.
Yun Zhao stared at the screen for a while and commented, "It once enjoyed thunderous applause."
It is a label of the city and a unique cultural symbol of Sichuan.
When disaster strikes, even when humanity itself is struggling to survive, it does not abandon the data but instead considers passing it on to future generations, and even establishes a special national disaster data reserve.
But the intruders outside didn't understand it; only those in the shelter had seen its true form.
After Yun Zhao finished speaking, he casually picked up the self-heating hot pot from the box and handed the tomato-flavored one to Xie Tu.
It won't taste good when it's cold.
Xie Tu gripped the steering wheel with one hand, reached out and took it from the wheel, without saying a word the entire time.
The lid is open.
The aroma of hot pot wafted into the car.
The other four were still discussing the goalkeeper's attributes.
Song Liang said, "It switches between the two worlds by changing its face, and then divides people according to the color of the will-o'-the-wisp. In the process, it collects people's negative emotions such as fear and panic caused by sudden environmental changes?"
Team Zero, with its extensive combat experience, was not intimidated by this move.
But if it were an ordinary person, like Zhang Dehui, they would definitely be terrified out of their wits by the deserted and eerie contaminated area.
Is it possible that negative emotions are represented by colors, symbolizing the villain's face?
"There are still two points of doubt."
Song Liang still didn't understand, "What does it rely on to extract emotions? We only turned on the oil lamp in the inner world."
Xie Tu then spoke up: "It's emotional fluctuation. The gatekeeper can keenly detect the energy generated by people's emotional fluctuations and convert it into the power it needs."
The change in the color of the flame on the forehead is likely related to the nature and intensity of the emotional energy absorbed.
Each color represents a different emotion.
The colors correspond to those on the facial makeup.
It uses this collected emotional energy to maintain its control over both the inner and outer worlds.
After hearing what the captain said, Song Liang gradually understood. He asked in confusion, "Then why is there a Qi Ling in the shelter whose will-o'-the-wisp color is different from the others...?"
Logically speaking, it has been nearly two hundred years.
Among those who fall together, there should not be any drastically different exceptions.
"The face-changing technique only changes two worlds; I still think it's related to robots."
Tao Haohao, relying on his intuition, asked, "Isn't it strange that this is the only robot that's completely intact?"
Duan Xi remained silent.
There's too much distracting information; my brain can't keep up.
Rabbit glanced at Captain Yun Zhao, who was eating a self-heating hot pot, and said, "Let's hurry up and finish this here, then go back and try to destroy that robot."
If gatekeepers were objects, they would feel no psychological burden at all if they were destroyed at will.
The armored vehicle kept moving forward.
Xie Tu quickly finished a box of self-heating hot pot while driving.
"arrive."
Everyone looked out the car window and saw that the theater doors were closed, the paint on the doors had peeled off, the exterior walls were covered with dust and stains, and most of the windows were broken, with only some fragments hanging precariously on the window frames.
It appeared particularly eerie in the deathly silent, empty city.
Yun Zhao hasn't finished eating his self-heating hot pot yet.
After hesitating for a moment, she tore off a piece of cardboard to use as a pad, and then got off the bus with the self-heating hot pot in her hand.
The group entered the theater.
With a clear goal in mind, everyone headed straight backstage to find the Sichuan opera masks.
Xie Tu glanced back at Yun Zhao, who was eating as she walked. She was afraid of spilling the soup, so she walked very slowly, but her eyes were scanning her surroundings while she ate.
On her shoulder, a tiny figure, no bigger than the palm of a hand, gradually materialized.
The little bluebird shook its feathers, raised its noble head, ignored the annoying sentry, and looked around.
Yun Zhao met his gaze and explained earnestly, "It's a hot pot with a butter flavor. It will solidify into a lump when it gets cold, and then it won't be edible."
Food is precious in the wasteland world, and although she has several warehouses full of snacks, she can't afford to waste them.
Xie Tu deliberately slowed his pace to wait for her. Their eyes met, and they understood each other without saying a word.
"No rush," Xie Tu said.
The two followed their teammates into the theater's vast backstage space. The process went smoothly, and the prop room was very conspicuous.
It didn't take long for them to find many Facebook profiles.
They come in all sorts of colors.
Red like fresh blood, black like an abyss, white like frost—the colors are vivid and eerie…
Duan Xi picked up a yellow and white mask and muttered, "If our colors change again, they should be yellow, right?"
Tao Haohao was still rummaging through drawers and cabinets, thinking, "Whatever, let's wait until midnight and then try to destroy everything."
The group worked quickly and soon found all the masks, put them in boxes, and arranged them in the corridor.
Xie Tu glanced at the time again.
His indifferent attitude clearly indicated that he had no hope for these Facebook profiles and was simply using the process of elimination to rule out irrelevant clues.
"Go check again to see if there's anything else you've missed."
"Should we check the actors' dressing rooms? What if they just tossed their masks into the lockers after the performance?"
"That makes sense!"
Yun Zhao stood in the corridor, eating a self-heating hot pot while watching them busy themselves.
The hot pot was a bit spicy, and she wanted to find some water, but the corridor was bare and there was nowhere to put anything.
She was looking around when a bottle of yogurt was handed to her.
"Yogurt helps with the spiciness." Xie Tu reached out naturally and took the self-heating hot pot she hadn't finished eating, gesturing for her to drink yogurt first.
Yun Zhao looked up at him, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.
But she still accepted the yogurt, saying, "Thank you, Captain."
Xie Tu stood quietly beside her, holding her hotpot.
After Yun Zhao finished drinking his yogurt and eating his hotpot, his teammates had already found all the face masks, checked them thoroughly to make sure nothing was missing, and then quickly returned to the group.
"Captain, it should be ready now," the rabbit said as it ran over.
Xie Tu lowered his eyelids and glanced at the time on the communicator. "10:30. There's still time. Load everything into the car and go to the tunnel to find that robot."
When the time comes, they will be destroyed collectively.
If none of them work, it's still worthwhile to eliminate two distracting clues at once.
"yes!"
Tao Haohao carried the large box full of masks and threw it onto the roof of the armored vehicle, and the group quickly got on the vehicle.
The driver was still Xie Tu.
Duan Xi felt a sense of resistance. "How are we going to explain this to those soldiers after we go in?"
Given their circumstances at the time, they shouldn't remember Team Zero leaving the shelter.
If he accidentally triggers a riot in the shelter, he really can't bring himself to do it before the survivors inside undergo mutations.
Xie Tu said, "We really shouldn't disturb them at this time. Let's not go through the shelter gate, but go straight through the tunnel."
With Zero Team's capabilities, breaking through a sealed-off subway entrance wouldn't be difficult.
Duan Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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The platform closest to Fuqin Station is called Huapaifang (Flower Archway).
The underground tunnel connects the two locations, allowing them to directly reach the air-raid shelter where Qi Ling stored supplies. After dealing with the robots, they can then return to the underground shelter via the tunnel.
Tao Haohao pulled out his heavy weapon and unleashed a barrage of fire at the blocked subway entrance.
The sound echoed throughout the empty city.
After a few shots, a large hole was blasted in the wall, revealing a staircase covered in dust and dirt. Inside, there was another layer of protective measures that had been sealed off, with iron railings and cement providing double protection.
Duan Xi returned to the car, retrieved cutting equipment, and, with the help of explosives, broke open another passage for people to pass through.
It was already 11:30 p.m.
Yun Zhao stood outside for a while, her expression unreadable. She then activated her mental barrier and followed her teammates into the dark, abandoned subway platform...
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