Chapter 62
Although the shopping mall was covered by more than ten meters of ice, when the sun rose high, light still pierced through the ice, and the hotel lobby could be clearly seen in the dim light.
After breakfast, Fu Le continued his adventure in high spirits, starting the process of breaking down doors to retrieve items.
She planned to search for treasure floor by floor in the twelve-story building, leaving no stone unturned. It had only been four years, and the building was under the ice, so everything there was usable.
The eleventh floor houses upscale restaurants, escape rooms, and a children's playground.
The first restaurant Fu Le entered was a hot pot restaurant, a revolving hot pot restaurant, with a circular table and a conveyor belt carrying the food from the kitchen.
"Oh my god, that scared me!" Peeking through the curtain, a humanoid object came into view. Fu Le gasped and turned on her spotlight with the fastest speed she had ever done, only to find that what she saw was not the corpse she expected, but a humanoid robot.
The kitchen is fully equipped with various stoves, refrigerators, sterilizers, a large food preparation table, pots and pans, and other advanced equipment. The advanced equipment is clearly visible, including robots for cooking, cutting vegetables, and washing dishes. The inner walls are covered with a variety of buttons, each with a numerical code.
Will China be completely mechanized twenty years from now?
Fu Le quickly found the answer. Instead of rushing to collect supplies, she went to every store. The staff at the escape room were robots, and even the children's playground had robots on duty. Not to mention the other restaurants, which were all staffed by robots. At that moment, Fu Le understood why there were no bodies on the entire floor. It wasn't because they were on holiday; most likely, when disaster struck, there were no customers, and the staff weren't human!
For a fleeting moment, Fu Le worried about the future, but it was only for a moment.
Robot, collect!
'Warning! Warning! This is a product of technology beyond this dimension; do not collect it!!'
Fu Le: ...
She knew it; she was just giving it a try.
Okay, refrigerator and dishwasher, put them away!
Huh, it didn't make a sound!
"The shuttle, are the only items here that can't be taken away are technological and intelligent products, while refrigerators and dishwashers aren't technological products?"
The system makes a decision based on its own processes. It doesn't even know how to determine this; it's all done by its program.
Fu Le remained silent.
When Fu Le came out of the restaurants, everything except the robots had been devoured; it was as easy as plucking feathers from a passing goose.
The last place was a children's playground, which featured floating bumper cars and an aerial rail train. Fu Le, with his playful spirit, really wanted to try them out.
On the control panel in the control room, there were hundreds of buttons, but not a single word. Even if there was power, she couldn't operate them; they were too advanced. Unwilling to give up, she fumbled around with them, but the hovercar, which looked like a flying saucer, remained motionless on the ground.
She couldn't understand the things the robot used... What a disappointment!
She suddenly became curious: what would China's population be like twenty years from now? If it was still over a billion, what would happen to ordinary people once robots replaced workers? What problems would arise if the living space for ordinary people were shrunk infinitely? Or perhaps, twenty years from now, China's population would have dwindled to the point where robots would be necessary to replace workers?
"The shuttle, can't we really change the course of history? If we bring back so many robots, our technological progress will take a qualitative leap."
"Changing history would cause many people to be born outside the historical timeline, creating a gap in the timeline. When I return to the original plane, I will be destroyed."
"Then why did you send me back to the 1938 timeline? Wouldn't my going there also affect history? There's a war going on there. You don't think I'd just stand by and watch my countrymen be slaughtered without doing anything, do you?" She would go on a killing spree, leaving no Japanese soldier alive in sight!
"No, you don't have a chance." The shuttle paused for a moment before responding.
"What do you mean?" Fu Le asked, his eyes filled with suspicion.
This time, the shuttle remained silent.
Fu Le: I hate dimensional portals that only say half a sentence!
...
The clothes are still the same clothes, but of course there have been innovations. Temperature-controlled clothing, a material sewn into winter clothes, is now widely used in daily life.
Fu Le randomly picked out a temperature-regulating down jacket, tore open the outer fabric, and after removing the down, found a thin, translucent inner lining, like plastic, yet not quite. "How does this maintain a constant temperature?" He tried kneading, rubbing, tearing, ripping, and burning it. In the end, only burning could destroy this plastic layer, and after burning, it vanished completely, leaving nothing behind—quite environmentally friendly. The previous actions didn't even cause deformation, demonstrating its exceptional stability. Of course, these actions alone didn't generate any heat.
Fu Le took off his cotton-padded coat and put on a lightweight down jacket. The comfort was unparalleled, and it was much more convenient to move around than wearing three layers of clothing.
Within a minute of putting it on, Fu Le felt a warm, comfortable temperature that made her body feel cozy.
Fu Le: !!!
Great stuff, I'll trade!
Fu Le changed into a full set of black, temperature-controlled down sportswear. He also found temperature-controlled boots, temperature-controlled bed sheets and covers, and a temperature-controlled hat, all for winter use. He didn't see the word "temperature-controlled" on his summer clothes anymore. Clearly, the person who invented temperature-controlled materials only wanted to keep people warm, not to manage all four seasons.
The clumsiness of the body was replaced by lightness, and Fu Le's mouth stretched to the back of his ears.
Take them all, take them all, they're all mine!!!
The daily gains from one floor made Fu Lele forget all about returning home, completely forgetting her initial resentment towards the shuttle.
Clothes, shoes, toy stores, high-end cookware, gold and silver jewelry, jade, medicine... all were stored in Fu Le's spatial ring. She had two rings with a total area of 20,000 square meters, and the rear compartment of the shuttle was even more limitless, so she could store as much as she wanted.
Fu Le stood in the empty supermarket. The two-story supermarket covered tens of thousands of square meters and contained a huge amount of goods, as well as an underground warehouse. It took her three whole days to collect everything. Before this, the place was full of supplies. Although the packaged products were expired, they were frozen, so they might be able to be reused. She planned to take them out to see if she could find any living humans. Moreover, the instant noodles, vermicelli, noodles, flour, rice, soybeans, and the like were definitely usable.
Of course, she confiscated vegetables, fruits, milk, pre-made foods, and semi-finished products that were 100% useless.
Since he had nothing better to do, Fu Le conducted a thorough search to confirm that there were no other supplies before he felt relieved and prepared to explore further.
What's odd is that there are no other buildings around this building, which is illogical. Based on my memory of 2020 and beyond, there should be residential areas, commercial areas, or office buildings around a large supermarket. In any case, it shouldn't be a standalone building.
While Fu Le was busy working under the ice, two strange airplanes without propellers appeared in the sky above the ice.
"Captain, this is the location on the satellite image. Wait, wasn't there a tent here?" Zhang Jiang looked at the ice below in confusion. It was empty; neither the person nor the tent was there.
"Get down," the handsome man beside him said in a deep voice.
"yes."
Not long after, a flat fighter jet shaped like a wild goose drifted down like a falling leaf and silently came to rest on the ice.
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