Dean took off his coat and put it on a slightly dry ground. Once again, he climbed into the garbage hole. Fortunately, there was no steel or glass in the garbage. After all, steel could be recycled and no poor people would abandon it. As for glass, the poor people couldn't afford it.
The pungent stench continued to erode Dean's brain, making his stomach tumble. From time to time, his palms would touch a wet and soft object. In the darkness, he couldn't imagine whether it was a pile of feces or a rotten and swollen rat corpse. Here, even a sloppy poor person would feel that death was better than living.
Dean clenched his teeth tightly. After climbing for seven or eight meters, he finally touched a hard object. It was his freezer!
He touched along the edge of the shell and quickly found a button and pressed it.
"Fingerprints are being verified for you …" The cold mechanical voice sounded from the darkness.
Soon, with a click, the freezer opened. The force of opening the door pushed the garbage above slightly, but more garbage fell into the freezer, almost filling up the place where he used to sleep.
Dean glanced at the door. There was a two-finger-wide red number: 300.
This was the year.
It was this number that let him know that he woke up after three hundred years.
The reason why it was a full three hundred years was that the three energy tubes of the freezer could only supply three hundred years of freezing. This was the limit.
Dean reached inside and quickly touched a raised button. With a click, the cabin popped out a built-in alloy plate, which was supported by several mechanical brackets and a palm-sized screen.
"Scanning iris …"
The previous mechanical voice sounded from the cabin, and the palm-sized screen emitted a ray of light.
Dean immediately went up and aimed at his eyes.
"Verification passed …" The mechanical voice sounded again, and a three-dimensional virtual image was ejected from the screen. There were two options, start and exit.
Dean slightly gritted his teeth and chose "start".
When the disaster broke out, he was not the only one who was frozen. There was also this super chip. It could be said that this was the essence of the civilization of the entire old era. It stored all the technology of the old era, as well as the social history of various countries. Although these were all information things, with patterns, it did not take up much memory. But the thousands of years of social development and scientific and technological development of various countries added up to at least tens of thousands of gigabytes of storage.
Dean thought of his father's last words: "Remember, you must rebuild human civilization …"
Obviously, to be able to consider using the freezer to avoid the disaster, his father had also considered the problem of human survival after the disaster. The global nuclear explosion caused a devastating blow, and the fault of civilization, and the things in this super chip covered all the crystallization of the wisdom of the old era!
The basic principles of making gunpowder and firearms were naturally included.
"This world doesn't have" electricity "yet. Fortunately, the remaining energy in the freezer can maintain the basic operation of the freezer even though it can't be used for cryonics. I can use it for at least a few months to learn this." Dean estimated that the power consumption of this small screen was lower than that of a laptop. It might not even consume a kilowatt hour in 24 hours.
However, Dean didn't have so much time to stay here. He didn't have time to come here often. Otherwise, it would arouse the suspicion of Jura and her husband.
"I can only hurry up. For the time being, I will learn how to make gunpowder and generators. By the way, I will look at the tools of the steam era." Dean lay on the edge of the freezer and began to learn seriously.
The surroundings were full of stench, decay, and the unpleasant smell of mixed feces and urine. He endured it. Gradually, he seemed to adapt to it. Instead, his mind was attracted by the content of the super chip and he devoted himself to it.
"Sulfur decomposition …"
"Watt improved steam engine …"
In this narrow and dark garbage hole, Dean concentrated on learning. Time passed unconsciously. Dean wasn't completely absorbed. His concept of time was very strict. At about four o 'clock in the afternoon, at dusk, he rubbed his sore eyes and quit the super chip's teaching. He didn't eat or drink for a whole day. He felt that there was a fire burning in his stomach.
"I don't know when I can come next time. The outside of the freezer is covered with moss and volcanic ash. It was thrown here as a strange rock. But the last time the door was opened, the rock layer was also cracked. If it is seen again, they will definitely notice that it is metal. I must take the super chip away." Dean made a decision. It was too dangerous to continue to leave the super chip here.
He didn't bring the super chip when he was in the Meishan Orphanage. That was because the children in the orphanage slept together. It was inevitable to be noticed.
Now it was different. He lived in a residential area. For the people there, a small piece of metal was not worth looking at. Even if he went to the scavenger training ground, it would not attract any attention.
Dean disassembled the memory card slot behind the player and pinched out the small chip the size of a fingernail. Because the energy pipe of the freezer was connected to the circuit of the freezer, it couldn't be disassembled. Without a mobile power supply, the player would lose its function.
Looking at this small chip, Dean sighed in his heart. Thousands of years of human history and technological inventions were compressed into this small object. If the rulers of the world knew the value of this chip, he didn't know what crazy things they would do.
Cautiously putting away the chip, Dean closed the freezer again. He secretly thought that he could see it again the next time he came. He struggled to change direction and crawled out of the garbage dump. It was only seven or eight meters, but it was like a baptism in hell. When he crawled out of the exit, the air outside was slightly less stinky. It was so fresh when he breathed into his nose.
He took a few deep breaths and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, and his coat was still on the ground, he did not stay any longer. After picking up the coat, he quickly left the garbage dump.
Not far from the garbage dump, there was a low-lying place where the radiation rain had accumulated a few days ago. The water was quite clear. Dean was too lazy to care about the radiation. He dropped his coat and washed his arms and chest with the water. Anyway, he had the super chip. As long as he could make a stable power supply early, he could find a way to reduce the radiation in his body.
Previously, he searched for the method to purify the radiation in the chip, but time was limited, so he didn't look at it. After all, it was useless to look at it now.
Soon, his body was a little cleaner. The sticky things on his body were wiped off, especially his left hand, which was stained with feces, making him nauseous.
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