Somewhere three thousand meters below Wanghai City, there was a fallout shelter with a strange shape.
The reason why it was strange was because it didn't have a living area or ventilation equipment. There were only electrical machines and signal lights that flickered on and off.
Because of this, the five hundred square meters of space was filled with ozone.
Around the perimeter of the room was a circle of hibernation chamber devices. But upon closer inspection, it was not a traditional hibernation chamber because there was no trace of ice crystals on the glass cover. The environment inside the chamber was not ultra-low temperature, but inert gas. What was stored was not a living person, but a machine.
At the center of the room stood an enormous mainframe computer. Below the deathly still screen was a cylindrical culture tank, inside of which floated a human brain. The bottom of the main control computer was connected to the various facilities in the fallout shelter.
The brain was like a spider standing in the middle of the web, controlling everything attached to the web!
The fallout shelter was not the property of the Pan-Asia Cooperation, so it was not in the serial number. Precisely speaking, it did not belong to any government agency. It was a private fallout shelter built entirely by individuals.
Lin fallout shelter, that was its name.
Before the war, it was not uncommon for rich people to spend money to build a shelter for themselves. Although this refuge was a little strange.
Suddenly, the light at the bottom of a hibernation chamber lit up and lit up the space that had been silent for a long time.
"No.04 is lost … Starting backup component."
"Psss-"
The sound of air leaking came from the gap of the hibernation chamber. The chamber door slowly opened.
A man slowly opened his eyes and woke up from hibernation.
The dim fluorescence illuminated the face.
The man was Lin Chaoen, whose neck was snapped by Jiang Chen!
At this time, the screen of the main control computer also lit up.
A white-haired, kind but dignified face appeared in the center of the screen. Looking at Lin Chaoen, the old man on the screen said slowly.
"Do you know what to do?"
"Of course." Lin Chaoen kneeled on one knee and said respectfully, "Father."
The old man nodded.
"Then go."
Lin Chaoen rose to his feet. A group of people who call themselves the Dusk Church have intervened in Jia City. Under their interference, the Defender Alliance that we supported has suffered heavy losses. Should we do something to them? "
"Don't mind those escapists, they're just grasshoppers," the old man said.
No matter how high the grasshoppers jumped, they were still grasshoppers. Although they had more foresight than ordinary survivors, that was all.
Although the group of fools had thwarted his plans, the concept of "revenge" did not exist for the cold machine. Executing the most efficient option at the moment was the iron law that a machine should follow.
Lin Chaoen nodded.
"How about Jiang Chen?"
Hearing this name, the old man was silent for two seconds, which was rare.
"Be careful."
"Yes." Lin Chaoen nodded and left.
…
The tight supply policy finally ended, and all the residents of Fallout Shelter 027 were relieved.
That kind of life was simply inhumane. They couldn't take a bath, couldn't eat their fill, and could only receive light for one hour out of twenty-four hours. There was a lot of good news, but there was also bad news.
First, a research team was formed.
Talents in the military industry and in the field of electromechanics were all gathered. It was said that a group of experts would be selected to design a tank called the Tiger II.
No one was willing to do it as research took a lot of energy. Originally, they only had one hour of work per day, but after participating in research, their work time increased to eight hours. This was simply torture! Only idiots would do it.
But very quickly, they scrambled to get it.
Because the newly announced supply policy began to favor researchers. Only those engaged in scientific research could enjoy the supply of organic food. Not only that, the soilless farm in the fallout shelter would now begin to produce luxury goods such as tea and coffee beans, and these luxury goods would only be supplied to researchers.
Resources were constant.
Therefore, the supply of soilless workers would be limited.
At the same time, any position in the fallout shelter would be subject to a cruel performance elimination system.
The polarity of researchers' work was immediately mobilized. There were a lot of talents in the fallout shelter, and no one wanted to lose this "fat job."
However, on the contrary, the public opinion was boiling to the extreme.
After all, the number of jobs was limited. Before the fallout shelter could obtain more research projects, there were only a few people who could enjoy this benefit. Most people could only do manual labor or no work at all.
No one was willing to drink the wax-like nutrient supply for every meal. That kind of liquid food was really nauseating. Of course, this kind of extravagant thinking only appeared in the fallout shelter.
For a moment, the people in the fallout shelter were excited, but then Han Junhua did something that made people's hair stand on end.
She dismissed the resident representative and announced the dissolution of the resident council!
This was no different than announcing a complete dictatorship.
"That b * tch has no right to do this! Performance elimination? God, she is the one who should be dismissed the most! Look at what she did after she took office! " A slightly bulky resident who was wiping the floor wiped his sweat, raised his head, and complained to the resident who was also wiping the floor.
He selectively ignored that as a leader, her only ability was to control the existing resources and not create resources out of thin air.
"Shh. Don't let the security force hear. "The resident winked at him as he lowered his voice.
It was impossible to say that they didn't miss the old leader. At least the old leader wouldn't make them wipe the floor four times a day. What was the point of doing that? Why didn't they notice she was a clean freak before?
"Who cares? That b * tch always has an emotionless face, do you think she cares what we bugs think of her? "The man cursed.
At this moment, a girl in a white dress walked over.
"Are you guys thirsty?"
Xu Lu looked at the two with a smile as she leaned over and swirled the cup in her hand.
The two men paused for a moment as an awkward expression appeared on their faces.
They were supposed to act like gentlemen in front of a lady, but they just cursed her with the word "b * tch".
Xu Lu saw the awkwardness of the two and smiled. She magically took out two cups and poured water for the two.
"Come, drink some water."
"Ah, thank, thank you." The two blushed as they hurriedly took the cup.
After finishing the water in the cup in one gulp, the slightly burly man was stunned, and a surprised expression appeared on his face. The man who was drinking coughed as he almost choked.
"This, this is honey water?"
"That's right, is it good?" Xu Lu said with a smile.
"Good, good." The slightly thin man wiped his mouth with his sleeve as he looked gratefully at Xu Lu.
"There's more here, drink slowly, no rush … You guys are physical workers and consume a lot of energy. Drink something sweet, it's good for your body, "Xu Lu said softly as she poured the honey water for the two people.
She was like an angel.
Both of them looked at her with gratitude in their eyes.
"Thank you, this is too much trouble for you." The slightly burly resident couldn't help but thank her.
"Speaking of which, I think I've seen you at the embassy before." The slightly thin resident stood up and looked at Xu Lu with confusion. "I remember that the resources on the surface aren't that abundant …"
"Yang Lin, what do you mean?" The slightly burly resident stared at the thin man.
"Brother Hao, I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious." Yang Lin smiled bitterly to appease Zhao Hao's emotions.
[This guy, they haven't even met twice and he's already charmed by someone else.]
Compared to this straightforward friend of his, Yang Lin was grateful, but he was also a little more rational.
"Those are all misunderstandings." Xu Lu lowered her eyebrows as she said with regret, "This is the purpose of me coming here. I hope through my work, we can resolve the misunderstandings between us."
That seemed to be the case since no one had actually visited the surface before. They were all listening to Han Junhua's lies.
Who knew if she was just casually using the excuse of foreign aggression to create class conflicts to consolidate her dictatorship?
With that thought, Yang Lin began to doubt himself.
His previous attitude toward Han Junhua was neutral, but now he began to lean toward the opposite side.
[Did the Fishbone base really come with the purpose of war?] [Is the energy shortage at the base to the point of having to cut supplies?] [Speaking of which … the director never explained it to people.
Even the details of the negotiation, they only knew the result.]
Different from Yang Lin's complex inner thoughts, Zhao Hao was simply cursing the dictator in his mind.
[Compared to this angel, she is evil to the core …]
"I'm sorry for taking up so much of your time. My free time seems to be over." Xu Lu put away the cup and said with a smile as she made a goodbye gesture.
"No, no," Zhao Hao immediately said.
But before he finished, the door in the corner of the hallway opened.
"The people over there, what are you doing!"
The security force quickly walked over and stood in front of Xu Lu. Their eyes wandered between the three people.
"What did she ask you?" The security force looked at Yang Lin.
Before Yang Lin could speak, Zhao Hao's cold and sarcastic words were the first to speak.
"She asked us if our work was hard. She did what she was supposed to do for your master."
The security force glared at him but didn't say anything. Instead, they looked at Xu Lu.
"Please complete the patrol with us. Please cooperate with our work."
"Of course."
Xu Lu said with a smile. Then, she let the soldier follow behind her and walked to the other side of the hallway.
"Are you crazy? You offended the security force. Aren't you afraid of being fired?" Yang Lin pulled his friend and scolded in a low voice.
But Zhao Hao didn't say anything as he stared at Xu Lu's back.
"Yang Lin, do you believe in angels?"
"What?"
"She is my angel," Zhao Hao said in a daze.
"Are you out of your mind?" Yang Lin couldn't help but ridicule.
Although he said that, Yang Lin didn't deny the beauty of the ambassador.
That beauty didn't only come from the appearance, but also from the soul.
Especially when compared to a certain someone, that beauty was simply dazzling.
But what the two didn't know was.
That was just an illusion …
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