The sun is high

Even though Xiuge had already been to the blocked city of Salem and faced the bloody front lines of the battlefield, he had never seen so many corpses at one time.

He originally thought that there might only be dozens or hundreds of people retreating to such a place. However, when Xiuge walked out of the fortification completely and bypassed some cargo boxes that blocked his view, he discovered that the corpses actually lying in the hall were I'm afraid there are hundreds of them.

In the bright light, in this almost still time, these silent figures maintain their respective postures, looking like broken and rough sculptures waiting for guests to visit.

"..."

In such a situation, any sound was just like noise, so Xiuge slowed down his pace and walked forward quietly like an ordinary tourist who mistakenly entered the cemetery.

Although an unknown amount of time has passed since the death of these deceased people, the characteristics of the dark abyss and the intact confined space have allowed most of the corpses to be preserved. Xiuge can even judge their previous life through the clothing of these deceased people. Responsibilities.

The clothing of the deceased can be roughly divided into three categories.

The first type of deceased has the largest number. They are all wearing standard work clothes. Probably because of the material, the colors of this type of clothes are still well preserved. Xiuge can clearly distinguish those dotted with gray and white. blue lines.

Judging from the clothing styles, these deceased people should be researchers and workers in this stronghold.

The second type of deceased were soldiers. The clothes they wore were quite similar to the camouflage military uniforms that Shuge remembered. In addition to the military uniforms, their bodies were also equipped with a lot of additional metal exoskeleton equipment. As for The weapons he carried were similar to the ones Xiuge saw in the fortification.

The identity of the third category is very obvious. The dark blue clothes are very recognizable, and Shuge also found a logo on the hat worn by one of the deceased. Although it was very blurry, Shuge was still able to identify it. The outline of the intertwined wrench and screwdriver.

"Staff, soldiers, workers... that's what the base looks like."

Xiuge took two steps back from a shriveled corpse, and at the same time bowed slightly toward the other person apologetically. Just now, his movement was a little too big, and he accidentally caused the dead worker to break his forearm.

If this stronghold was still operating, this kind of thing would be considered a work-related injury.

He looked around and frowned slightly: "There were no fatal injuries, and there were no signs of struggle... Many of the deceased kept hugging or holding hands, which shows that they had anticipated death. Is it a collective suicide?"

With this thought in mind, Xiuge turned around and came to the body of a soldier. He squatted down and began to sense and inspect the body as quickly as possible.

Just like the other dead people, this heavily armed soldier also died peacefully. He was leaning on a huge cargo box, his body relaxed, his legs stretched, and his weapons were placed beside him along with some scattered personal belongings.

Xiuge also could not find any external injuries on this body, but when he tried to use his own perception to conduct a detailed search of the corpse, Xiuge discovered that there were very obvious traces of magic power inside the body of the deceased. .

These marks are spread all over the body, from the limbs to the torso. The most obvious "sign of destruction" is the head, or brain, of the deceased.

"Judging from the traces, it was as if countless sharp knives had swept through his head in an instant... This was a very brutal and complete destruction. It not only cut off life, but also completely destroyed the memory and memory of the brain. carrier of knowledge.”

Xiuge tried to probe his perception to another corpse next to him, and then came to a similar result.

So, Xiuge turned his attention to the relics that the soldier placed beside him.

In addition to the scrapped weapons, the few things left behind were three metal medals, a necklace, a notebook with a dark brown cover, and a translucent square card.

Xiuge called out his mage's hand and used the gentlest force to pick up these objects one by one and inspect them.

Two of the three medals were difficult to identify, and the third one was still clear because of its exquisite workmanship and materials. On its surface, Xiuge saw a blue sphere with a "grid". , with a detailed streamer carved from metal on its edge, and a national flag printed below it.

The deceased had apparently habitually rubbed it with his hands in the past, which made the pattern of the flag very blurry and Shuge could no longer make a more detailed identification.

The photos stored in the pendant have been severely faded, but Xiuge can still identify the portraits in them.

This is a miniature family portrait, very ordinary, just a simple father, mother and daughter.

The father was right in front of him. As for what happened to his wife and daughter, Xiuge had no way to give an answer. He conveniently put the pendant back into the soldier's hands, and then used the mage's hand to drag up the last two things.

The notebook with a brown cover was destined to be unreadable. Its pages were seriously stuck together. After Xiuge carefully separated it, he found that the ink writing had only a few faint blue marks left. After recording these When writing, soldiers should only use ordinary ink, which is destined to be unable to last long in this environment.

Xiuge reluctantly picked up the translucent card. It looked like a thin, fragile glass plate. Through the light, Xiuge could faintly see some of the textures engraved on its interior.

"Um?"

After realizing the specialness of this glass plate, Xiuge immediately took it from the mage's hand. With the mobilization of a small amount of magic power, a little light appeared in the glass plate.

The magic power injected into it is like water flowing into a river, quickly moving along the textures inside it, and as the magic power operates, a gentle light also emerges from its inside.

This is not a glass plate, but a "passport".

The first thing that emerged from the magical light was a photo of a man with dark skin, a straight face, a high nose, slightly sunken eye sockets and a smile.

Judging from its appearance and characteristics, Shouge believed that this soldier should come from a certain dry desert area.

And with the operation of Xiuge's magic power, more information emerged.

"Maldi Barce Hudlin."

"Number: UN-4876-5419-DF."

"Access Level: Medium."

At the bottom, there is a line of red words showing warning status.

"Access: Locked."

"Locked, does that mean it can no longer be used?"

Xiuge held this special pass and looked around a few times, but he couldn't find any more useful information, so he turned around and walked towards other corpses, and soon collected a dozen more of the same style. pass.

The magic circuits of several of them have been completely destroyed, but the rest can still function normally. In the process of studying these passes, Xiuge discovered that there are small depressions on the edges of these passes that can be embedded with some kind of object. Groove, he deduced that these passes may have been driven by some kind of special "battery" or "energy block" at that time. In other words, these deceased people should have been exposed to something similar to "magic crystals". And there are quite a few of them.

Unfortunately, the "Access Permission" of each pass shows the word "Locked".

"Either the holders of these passes chose to lock them at the last moment, or the 'system' responsible for this function has been offline... I hope it is the former, I do not have the ability to repair these complicated things."

Xiuge was a little worried, but now that the matter was over, he had no other choice but to continue exploring this place.

Unable to get answers from the dead, Xiuge walked directly to the huge pedestal, which was the most conspicuous thing in the entire hall. For such an important thing, even at the final moment, someone should be responsible for maintaining and inspecting it. That's right.

Facts have proved that Xiuge's judgment was correct.

After carefully avoiding the dead staff holding various books, documents or items, Shuge finally arrived at the base of the huge beam.

Compared to seeing it from a distance, this light pillar looks more spectacular and amazing.

As Xiuge continued to get closer to the light pillar, he gradually became aware of an extremely strong and dangerous magic wave, and the source of this wave was that dazzling light.

Although the light beam was wrapped in some special transparent material, and although the base that launched it obviously used many unknown mysterious technologies, Shuge was still able to sense the endless power contained in it.

"What is its source? What is its function and purpose?"

Xiuge felt the buzz in his spiritual world, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

The only thing he can be sure of at present is that the source of this light must be related to an extremely large amount of magic power. Perhaps it is driven by some extremely durable special energy, or perhaps it is a special circuit or secret that represents the highest level of civilization. instrument.

Its importance can be seen from the attitude of the Dark Abyss Palace towards this place and the surrounding walls and gates that are strong enough to resist the power of hounds.

Amidst the continuous buzzing, Xiuge came to the huge base. Here, he saw many staff gathered together. Judging from their clothes and some of the items they carried, they were at this stronghold. The work there is obviously more core than others.

Through the gap between the corpses, Shuge barely saw a huge console set up next to the base. However, a dozen researchers gathered in front of the console, and their palms were intertwined with each other, so Shuge They were not allowed to be separated or moved aside. Naturally, several of the deceased's limbs were broken during this process.

In order to express his apology, Shuge kept apologizing during the transportation process. They didn't speak, so Shuge pretended that they had no objection.

Finally, he came to the front of the console.

Here, he saw two deceased people who were somewhat special.

Judging from the body shape, they should be a man and a woman. They maintained a kissing posture. There were several paper-sized "glass plates" scattered on the ground beside them. The indicator lights on the operating table were still working. However, judging from the logo, the console has been completely offline, and there is no longer any way to control the light beam and other equipment behind it.

Shuge carefully avoided the long-dead couple. He picked up the glass plates, inspected them briefly, and then carefully injected his magic power into them.

After a slight vibration, the light spread along the magic circuit, and then a series of words rolled past Xiuge's eyes.

Like those certificates, this glass plate obviously has the function of testing the holder. After many unfamiliar words rolled by, what stayed was the language he was most familiar with, but this time What Xiuge saw contained some warning.

"Starting up..."

"The loop has been disconnected, backup energy has been detected and has been connected."

"User identity verification is now underway. Please note that failure to verify will trigger 'Measure No. 5'."

Xiuge was not sure what the so-called "Measure No. 5" referred to. Considering the special nature of this place, he immediately freed up a hand and built several strong protections around him, and then Continue to supply magic power to the panel in your hand.

"Restored connection to the main loop, updated user list and license agreement."

"Verification begins..."

"A new visitor has been verified. The username is 'Temporary Visitor No. 002'. Do you want to confirm?"

Xiuge breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand and pressed the floating button on the glass panel.

With his touch, the button began to deform rapidly, and within a few seconds, it turned into a rotating blue sphere. Then the sphere spread out in all directions, forming a blue background with a regular grid, and then , a familiar operation interface appeared before his eyes.

On the left side of the "Desktop" of this panel, there are various buttons, and on the right side, there is a very conspicuous "File".

The file is titled "For those who come after me."

Xiuge moved his finger to the icon, touched it lightly, and opened it.

The video was displayed through projection. Inside the video, Xiuge saw a busy hall, with many figures flashing through it. Workers were carrying various heavy equipment, and soldiers were busy maintaining weapons, Checking the temporary fortifications or manipulating some large equipment, on the other side, next to the huge metal base, a group of researchers with different skin colors were busy.

In the image, the light pillar has not yet appeared.

"Ah... hello, where should I start?"

The familiar language penetrated Xiuge's ears. The man responsible for recording muttered a few words to himself, and then he suddenly woke up: "Ah, by the way, I forgot to enable language translation... Try it again, test ,1,2, good.”

The man adjusted his state, and then he spoke again: "Hello, latecomer, I hope you can understand what I said. I am very happy to be able to meet you in this form, although I will wait until you hear this. By the time, I probably had turned into a mummy, but this at least shows that we succeeded in the end...right? Probably, haha."