The advantage of joining a volunteer exploration team is that you can learn about the situation outside for the first time. If they find the right way out, they can get out the fastest.
But the disadvantages are also obvious. If the first group of people to go out were going to fight the thunder, why should they bravely be the vanguard? Meng Fei thought it was better to be cautious.
"If the first exploration team comes back alive, then we will participate."
"All right."
Xiao Han suddenly felt that this highly intelligent brother he had always admired was actually very dark.
"Then what do we do now?"
"Let's go find someone and ask about the situation."
Meng Fei's eyes searched everywhere and soon found the floor instructions posted at the entrance of the elevator. Then he looked line by line.
"The eleventh floor, quantum space laboratory, material storage center, mail room, director's office."
He pointed at the "director's office" with his finger: "Go here and ask."
"You want to go find the director?"
"Yes, director, Professor Boulanger, Quantum Space Laboratory."
Meng Fei recalled the old security man and the message given to him on the radio. It was clear that whatever went wrong here, it was Professor Boulanger who knew best.
This person is very famous, a two-time Laurel Prize winner, and a super guru in quantum space theory. It is said that in addition to continuing to do quantum experiments after getting old, he also started to engage in artificial intelligence.
There was an accident in the Quantum Space Laboratory. He was both the leader of the experiment and the director of the entire institute. Who else knew better than him?
Meng Fei had seen his picture in history textbooks. He was a short, wretched old man with white hair who loved to stick out his tongue and make funny things.
Since he is an old man, it is not difficult to deal with him. If the other party refuses to say anything, he can also use "physical" methods appropriately to prompt the old man to speak.
Meng Fei tested the muscles on his arm and felt that it wouldn't be a problem to control the old man by himself. What's more, there is Xiao Han as his backing.
After determining the target, the two people who had a shadow on the elevator left the elevator entrance and continued to climb the stairs.
This time the corridor was no longer empty. Several cleaners in green uniforms were applying silicone to the cracks in the windows. Some areas were completely taped off.
"What are you doing?"
Meng Fei asked.
"How do we know what is required from above!"
One of the chubby, sweaty guys busy at work answered impatiently.
Considering that he might not be able to defeat these strong guys, Meng Fei didn't ask any more questions, and he and Xiao Han went straight to the eleventh floor panting.
"Wait for me here while I go to the bathroom."
Arriving on the eleventh floor, the first thing Meng Fei saw was the bathroom with a villain mark painted on it at the corner. He decided to enjoy it first.
"good."
Entering the bathroom, Meng Fei first turned on the faucet. The water gurgled out. The water is clear and has no peculiar smell. Meng Fei touched it again and scanned it. It's clean water, no problem.
People outside were sealing the windows with tape and silicone, which led him to suspect there was something wrong with the air outside the house that necessitated this. If that's the case, that's trouble!
If there is a problem with the air, their lives have already entered a countdown.
But the air is difficult to determine by scanning, which is also a bug in his ability - it must be seen with eyes and positioned to scan. He couldn't see the air, so he couldn't scan.
If there is something wrong with the air outside, what about the water that can also be supplied from the outside? Fortunately, at least judging from the water in this bathroom, there is no problem.
Meng Fei dried his hands under the dryer and returned outside.
The famous Nautilus Institute Quantum Space Laboratory is here. All Meng Fei saw were two huge silver iron doors that were closed tightly and had black radiation warning signs on a yellow background.
After walking through the iron gate, passing a large warehouse, and reaching the innermost part of the corridor, he finally saw a wooden door that was ajar. A sign in Shenhu language hangs on the door:
"Professor Boulanger.
"At work.
"Please come in.
"No need to knock."
Since there was no need to knock, Meng Fei pushed the door open and entered.
What kind of office is this?
Among the scenes Meng Fei had seen, only Suzaku's laboratory could compare with it in terms of mystery. But Suzaku's lab is a bit like an old witch's magic lab, and this is pure science fiction.
There are many racks standing neatly against the wall in the rectangular room. There are all kinds of servers on the racks, and red, yellow, blue and green lines cover almost every inch of the area.
There are all kinds of equipment that cannot be named in the room. Some look like huge CT machines, and some resemble simulated experimental cabins like aircraft cabs? Or a scaled-down version of a nuclear reactor?
But no matter how diverse the things here are and how complicated the circuits are, everything has been taken care of extremely carefully and is in order.
The arrangement of various instruments and equipment resembles some kind of museum exhibition hall, and the countless lines of various colors are as graceful as complex arts and crafts.
Professor Boulanger was wearing a short coat that looked yellow because it was too old. He was lying on the ground and drawing lines on the ground with chalk. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his face from his white tangled hair.
This old man is older than Meng Fei thought. His face was as pale as if he had applied foundation, and his wrinkles were like some kind of rolled pastry.
"You are--"
He stood up and stared at Meng Fei carefully for a while, then pointed with a finger and pronounced the other person's name with a stiff green light.
"Zhang Feng?
"I've seen the paper you wrote, and I know you."
Then he caught a glimpse of Xiao Han behind Meng Fei, his face immediately filled with a gentle smile, and he pulled a chair over.
"This lovely girl, please sit down."
Because he was called "cute", Xiao Han, who was elated, sat down with a smile. Professor Boulanger got down on the ground again and continued drawing lines.
"Hey, Professor, what are you doing?"
Meng Fei unexpectedly discovered that, probably because he had talked to these foreigners too much, his Taotie language began to become smoother.
"I'm looking for something."
"Why do you need to draw a line when looking for something?"
"Because I didn't know where the things were, I divided the room into several grids with lines and searched for them one by one so that I wouldn't miss anything."
The old man answered seriously while drawing a line.
Meng Fei wanted to roll his eyes and despise him.
You can tell at a glance that there is nothing to hide on this bare floor. Is there any point in drawing a grid to exclude it?
"Then what exactly are you looking for?"
"It's a chip, a switch. It's very important. It's about this big."
Boulanger gestured, probably less than half a centimeter.
"Switch? What kind of switch?"
The old man sighed and replied: "It's the only switch that can turn off the game. It's a pity that I lost it."
"Game? What game?"
The word "game" brought him back to many terrible memories. He didn't escape death once or twice in the "game".
"A game that cracks space."
The old man answered without thinking, then raised his head again, staring straight at Meng Fei with a pair of old, smoky yellow eyes.
"You don't know?
"Everyone who can come here has passed the test of at least one round of the game, right? Otherwise, there is no way you can come here."
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