Whether he is a human being or a god, this "Lord of Creation" really means what he says.
Although it may seem like a thief to ask for these documents, they will not be used to directly harm others, so the Creator will grant any request.
Meng Fei naturally turned over the pages and memorized all the valuable information in his brain.
In fact, Truffle Town Nuclear Power Plant is just a collective name.
This place includes uranium mines, nuclear fuel refining and processing plants, nuclear power plants, and residential areas. It stretches for several kilometers and covers an area of more than ten square kilometers. The terrain and buildings are extremely complex.
If enough materials were available, it would be more than enough to take care of these abandoned factories and house tens of thousands of people.
Speaking of supplies, who else has more supplies than the "Lord of Creator" who can create unlimited things?
In the history of this world that he understood, there was no god with the name "Lord of Creator" on this planet.
But the name is just a symbol of faith. It is not impossible for a notorious god to change his vest and appear again to attract believers.
The "Lord of Creation" gathered these people here to support them and slowly transform them, which is most likely related to their own awakening.
Now Meng Fei's location is not far from the nuclear coffin, about 800 meters away from the outer wall of the nuclear coffin in a straight line.
He drew several circles on the map and marked the locations where he thought the servers of the "Palace of All Things" might be located.
The outside here is full of sentries and snipers, so it's definitely not a good idea to go outside easily.
From the map, most factories are connected by indoor and underground passages. Some of them are connected by railway tracks. It's just that these passages are also blocked and cannot be passed through.
But if he can create a huge mess or even a firefight, then anything is possible.
Imagine taking advantage of the chaos to sneak into the server of the "Palace of All Things" and insert the chip given by Professor Boulanger. What would happen next?
Of course, before doing this, he must at least figure out where the server is, and will doing so really end the game?
Could it be that Boulanger was used as a gunman inexplicably? And will the "Lord of Creation" behind the "Palace of All Things" become furious because of this and drag a lot of people on his back before it collapses again?
To take such drastic action when there is insufficient information is to seek death. He could only wait and think of ways to collect more information.
Nylon rope, whetstone, and even 9mm blank bullets were also successfully obtained. But "a 9 mm pistol with the firing pin removed" was not found in the box.
It seems that the Lord of Creation also understands that he first needs a pistol with the firing pin removed, and next time he wishes for a matching firing pin combination to make a pistol that can kill people.
This "system" sets simple filtering rules. Filter out things that can kill directly and things that look like they might be able to kill after being modified.
But the filtering is obviously not perfect. Nylon rope can strangle someone from behind. A whetstone is also useful. Sharpen the handle of a spoon for eating and you can make a dagger for killing people.
Maybe this kind of rule itself cannot be perfect? Even if there is no nylon rope, a piece of cloth torn from a bed sheet can still strangle someone.
But the "Palace of All Things" seems to be trying its best to guard against some kind of danger, as if there is something terrible mixed in the believers they have gathered for the "Lord of Creation".
You can tell a lot from the clothing of the security personnel.
Compared with ordinary staff who wear ordinary uniforms and are mainly responsible for picking up trash and cleaning rooms, the security here is really airtight.
They are like clone troopers in Star Wars, fully clothed and constantly patrolling everywhere.
Although the basic style of security uniforms is the same as ordinary work uniforms, Meng Fei scanned and discovered that the security uniforms are made of completely different materials. They are sealed, radiation-proof, and can shield electromagnetic waves!
They wore leather boots and gas masks and helmets on their heads. The helmet completely covers their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and is equipped with microphones, cameras, and speakers.
What they see is through the camera and what they hear is through the microphone.
Even the sound produced by speaking is through the loudspeaker.
In other words, all their sensory communication with the outside world is shielded by a layer of electronic circuits.
So much so that Meng Fei's superpower could only scan their protective clothing and exposed electronic equipment, and was completely powerless against the people tightly wrapped inside.
He couldn't even tell whether the person under the security uniform was a human or some kind of robot?
It's obvious that it's not safe here. Those "ordinary staff" have almost no protection, just to reassure residents.
Only those fully protected and armed security guards are the minions that the management of the "Palace of All Things" needs to trust and therefore protect.
Their full-body protection may be a defense against some external force beyond the control of the "Lord of Creators."
The same goes for the strange provisions in the "Citizen's Code" and "Residential Area Management Rules", which hint at some kind of danger spreading among residents.
What is it? plague? Virus? Or is it some kind of corrosive force that can cause people to go crazy, like the color red, be afraid of mirrors, and even cause changes in the number of facial features?
To be sure, it's not safe here. During occasional chats with surrounding residents, he heard a lot of rumors.
It is said that just two weeks before he came here, a resident disappeared inexplicably.
In such a closed environment where entry and exit are not allowed at all, a living person suddenly disappears. Even if the officials try their best to cover up this information, someone will always notice it and spread it.
"The management's theory is that this person applied to withdraw. But all fools know this is impossible."
Living next door, Jima, an old man with brown hair, a thin face and sunken eyes, vividly and vividly exaggerated the atmosphere to Meng Fei in fluent Taotie dialect.
"I've seen people apply for withdrawal, take away a lot of things, and prepare a trolley. The management can provide it. Have you ever seen a fool who quietly takes nothing away?
"Besides, no one saw him leave.
"Several people insisted that they saw him sleeping with the curtains closed the night before, and he completely disappeared the next day."
"There's more.
"There are rumors among the staff that when they were counting his personal belongings, they found a lot of body parts!
"He was killed while sleeping, his body was cut into pieces, and then he hid it in his personal belongings and disappeared like this!"
It's a really good horror theme. Meng Fei couldn't help but look at his cabinet. Fortunately, he knew that there was nothing inside except documents and a bunch of useless experimental products.
"You can't believe it. It seems that here you can use whatever you want, and everyone can make a fortune."
Jima suddenly sighed and looked around.
"Actually, who knows if the people living here will survive until tomorrow morning?"
