This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 621: “Tree” and “Tree Man”
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Walk to the door of Vault 100.
I finally found the communication terminal on the wall next to the door. I pulled out a data cable from the VM worn on my left arm and plugged it into the interface below the terminal.
Looking at the flashing green light of the signal light, expressions of joy and surprise appeared on the faces of all the players.
Unimaginable.
After soaking in sewage and garbage for so many years, this electronic device produced two centuries ago can still be turned on!
It has to be said that the black technology of this People’s Alliance still has something to offer.
Just when I was opening the “small program” of the scientific expedition team at my darkest point, importing the electronic key into the terminal and waiting for the reading, Chu Guang, who was in Camp 101, was also paying attention to the situation in Shelter 100.
Sitting on Chu Guang’s shoulder, Xiao Qi suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him.
“The terminal shows signs of use.”
Chu Guang looked at it and asked.
“Didn’t the door never open?”
A stream of data flashed across his blue eyes, Xiaoqi touched her chin and said.
“Well…the power system of the gate was indeed closed for two centuries, but there were access records in 2190.”
2190.
That is, Year 61 of the Wasteland Era?
Chu Guang nodded thoughtfully.
In fact, it is not difficult to understand.
According to Dr. Method, Camp 101 tried to explore Vault 100 before, but gave up in the end because conditions did not allow it.
Vault 101 was launched after the disintegration of the Post-War Reconstruction Committee, and the time should be 2174 – the 45th year of the Wasteland Era.
During the period from 45 to 61 of the Wasteland Era, Camp 101 was very likely to have appeared. After all, according to Dr. Method, although Vault 101 was isolated from the world, it was not completely cut off from the outside world. Through their connections, they have been enlightening some wandering wastelanders and conducting indirect scientific investigations into the outside world through them.
At that time, there were not so many extreme mutant creatures flooding the wasteland. It was entirely possible for the residents of Camp 101 to reach the entrance of Shelter 100 through diving equipment.
In this brief moment of communication between one person and one AI, my darkest VM has obtained the authority to activate the shelter door.
At this moment, a silver metal ball appeared on the terminal’s display.
“Welcome! Future friends! You finally found us. We thought you had forgotten us. By the way, what year is it now? How many colonized planets do we have? I told you earlier However, there will definitely be problems if there is only one aurora star! If we have a hundred aurora stars, those bad things will never happen.”
I couldn’t understand what he said, so I could only answer from the parts I could understand.
“The year is 2342 in the Lunar Calendar, 213 in the Wasteland Era. It’s a pity that we are still on the home planet… By the way, don’t you even have a timer?”
The metal ball seemed to be stunned, and the frequency of shaking seemed a bit anxious.
“Wait, you’re still on the home planet? You mean there aren’t any? How is this possible! Where’s Reach? The Reach heading for Reach should have reached its destination by now!”
Reach?
I thought about it for a long time before I remembered that it seemed to be the place where the colony ship of the enterprise originally planned to go. I said with a subtle expression.
“No…if you are talking about the Reach, they did not leave the solar system at all, but took the initiative to strand themselves in the Cloud Province and rebuilt a city there according to colonial standards. I heard that they took it in Many survivors.”
The silver metal ball seemed to be stunned for a while, slurping its mouth like a bucket, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence.
“What a waste…”
I don’t understand what waste it refers to, but he cares more about what this guy is than this.
“I call me the blackest, what about you? What do you call me?”
“Bell… they all call me that because I always jingle when I walk and talk, like a rusty bell. My designer designed me 55845 working cycles ago, he I feel that when the door opens again, it will be a new world outside, and someone will take me to work in a museum or something, but now it seems that his wish has come true.”
As if it had lost its initial vitality, the silver metal ball drooped its soft antenna and muttered to itself.
The clueless words seemed to be answering the interviewer’s questions, and also seemed to be expressing self-pity about his own fate.
I counted on my fingers. If the working cycle refers to the number of days, wouldn’t more than 55,000 working cycles correspond to… more than 150 years? !
In other words, this guy has existed since about 60 years of the Wasteland Era, and lived until February of the 213th year of the Wasteland Era!
Looking at the door and counting on my fingers, I was the darkest, and the bell smacked its mouth like a bucket.
“I’m the darkest, right… I have to say, you are indeed dark enough.”
Looking at the sewage and mud on my body, I patted my dirty breastplate, rolled my eyes and said.
“Can you please open the door anyway? We have given you the password.”
Ling Ding: “Of course, you can come in at any time, just gently press the door opening button on your terminal… Or do you think that all doors should open for you by themselves?”
Listening to this guy’s nonsense, I rolled my eyes and poked the VM screen with my index finger.
With a tremor that shook the ground and a creaking friction sound, the giant metal gear slowly rolled to one side, making way for a hole that was two cars wide.
A staircase leads directly to a spacious buffer area, and directly opposite the entrance are two closed airlock doors with transparent windows.
The orange lights and warning lights lit up one after another, and the shadows cast by the metal parts flickered and swayed on the ground, accompanied by a clanging sound.
The entire shelter was like an old gasoline engine. The new spark plug ignited the fuel tank that had been stagnant for countless years, and reluctantly opened its cloudy eyes.
My darkest VM screen shows that the fusion reactor in this shelter has been re-ignited, and all facilities have been switched from backup power to conventional power.
Chu Guang, who was looking at the screen in Camp 101, couldn’t help but feel slightly moved.
There is still fuel left in the fusion reactor in Vault 100!
Just when I was most stunned by the changes in front of me, several ghost-faced insects suddenly came out, scaring him so much that he raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand almost reflexively.
“Hey! Wait, these little guys are harmless-“
Seeing him raise the muzzle of the gun, Ling Ding was also startled and tried to stop him, but I had already pulled the trigger.
Amidst the bursts of gunfire, several ghost-faced bugs instantly landed on the rusty corridor, and their stomachs exploded with juice.
Looking at the dead little guys, the bell on the screen complained with regret.
“You executioner! You actually killed them all!”
Not daring to be careless, I checked the passage behind the door most carefully, then made a gesture to the teammates behind me, and divided five people to move forward to clear out any alien species that might be harboring in the buffer zone, while I Left at the door for now.
Looking at Ling Ding who was still feeling sorry for those little lives, he lowered the muzzle of the gun in his hand and resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
“They are not interested in you because you are a robot. We encountered these things a lot on the way in… They pounced on us as soon as they saw us.”
Ling Dang was stunned for a moment.
“Wait a minute, you just said… you also encountered this thing outside?”
I am the worst: “Yes, what’s wrong?”
“Incredible…” Bell murmured in a low voice, with a tone full of surprise, “Logically speaking, this is impossible. The door has never been opened after it was closed, not even once. It is impossible for them to go out… Could it have been leaked somewhere? It’s strange.”
Looking at the chattering robot, Ten Fist Man and Kevin with a Broken Leg, who were following behind me, looked at each other and exchanged a few words in a low voice.
“Why do I have a feeling of déjà vu.”
“+1”
Looking at the surprised bell, I frowned slightly.
“Do you know them?”
Lingdang cleared her throat and said in a eloquent tone.
“Of course, they are called ‘Ga Bang’, which can provide rich chitin, natural high molecular polymers, and high-quality industrial raw materials. In addition, the protein and nutrients they provide are also rare and good. Things, and all it takes to feed them is a little bit of domestic waste. It’s no exaggeration to say that this is one of the greatest achievements of this museum—oh no, the shelter.”
My darkest brow twitched, completely unable to sense how this extremely offensive gadget could be called great.
“We call it the Dire-Faced Insect.”
Hearing this interesting name, the bell let out a heart-wrenching laugh, echoing strangely in the dark subway tunnel.
“Ghost-faced Insect? This name sounds good too… Just call it what you call it. Anyway, this place already belongs to you.”
“Can you show us around here?”
I tried my best to make a request, and the silver metal ball on the screen nodded its round head without hesitation.
“No problem, this is my job originally, come with me.”
Speaking, Lingdang turned around.
Just when I was most hesitant about how to keep up with him, the iron gate of the buffer zone directly in front opened with a clang.
A silver metal ball is placed quietly above the head of a flat quadruped robot about the size of a washbasin.
“What are you waiting for at the door? Come in quickly.”
I exchanged glances with the people next to me, followed the robot who called himself Bell, crossed the two airlock doors in the buffer zone, and entered the interior of the shelter.
The situation here is not as bad as expected. Even after being underwater for many years, there is no sewage seeping in from the outside. Even Bell, who has lived here for a century and a half, can’t figure out how those bugs escape. Go outside.
However, even if it is not as bad as imagined, the situation here is definitely not optimistic.
A large number of “rats” have occupied this shelter. They have built nests here, like cockroaches, filling all the gaps that may hide dirt and evil. Black excrement is all over the floor, and more. There are also the greasy carapace and fist-sized eggs they cast off.
Looking at a few ghost-faced bugs making “bang bang bang” sounds, the ten players in my darkest group skillfully raised their guns and fired.
After a burst of intense gunfire, dozens of insects were killed instantly, and the eggs in the room were turned into a dark green slurry.
Operating its four mechanical legs, it nimbly avoided the debris on the ground. The bell sitting on the top of the quadruped robot no longer called these visitors executioners, but only reminded them softly.
“These are good things. The shed carapace is rich in chitin and can be used to make many polymer materials with excellent properties… Most electronic devices and machines can use them.”
I have no time to deal with this guy right now.
Looking at the dead bodies and metabolites of the Jiral-faced Insects all over the ground, while replacing the empty magazines, he reported to the rear what he found in the shelter with his scalp numb.
“…This is my darkest place. I have entered Vault 100. The place is full of metabolites and eggs of the Direfaced Insect. There may be tens of thousands, maybe hundreds of thousands of them inside! I suggest cutting off The air circulation system of the shelter will come back in a few days.”
He now finally understands where those mutated water striders came from.
I spent a long time being attracted by these little guys!
There was a rustling sound in the communication channel, followed by the voice of Brother Quan Shui.
“I have reported the situation in the shelter to the manager… His reply is that the ventilation system of Shelter 100 is malfunctioning. According to the analysis results of the self-check program, there should be something blocking the air inlet. The filter element is blocked, maybe it’s insect eggs, maybe it’s shed shells, that’s where the ghost-faced bugs active in the shelter probably flowed out to the outside world.”
I asked with my blackest scalp numbing.
“So…isn’t there any efficient way to get rid of the bugs here?”
How long can you kill them one by one with a rifle?
At least get a bottle of insecticide!
Commander Quanshui: “At present, there is no shortcut, unless you can go to the B2 floor to repair the ventilation system, but this is too embarrassing for you, and it is also embarrassing for me. We must at least eliminate the alien species on the B1 and B2 floors. , and then we can arrange for the air-conditioning master from Camp 101 to come in… But these are arrangements for later. We will eventually recycle the entire shelter, but this is not the job we have to do today.”
Clearing his throat, he continued.
“To talk about the main point, our task is to recover the black boxes stored in the warehouse on the B40 floor. There are about more than twenty. You will only know the details after you go there. Then there are the logs in the manager’s office on the B51 floor, where the management records are stored. The information you need. In addition, the B100 layer detected signals that were suspected of human life activities… but the signals were very strange and did not completely match the signals of normal people. In summary, the first two are main missions, and the last one is a side mission, that’s it. ”
That’s okay.
And this shelter actually has a hundred floors!
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
“Can you come in and help?!”
Commander Quan Shui smiled sheepishly.
“Sorry, brother, I am a bit troublesome with bugs like you…and I have admitted that I am a dog official, and I am still better at using my mouth than using my hands. But don’t worry! I have added a hundred brothers to you. , you now have a company of troops, and when you go back, this first-class merit will also be yours!”
I am the blackest: “%￥#@!”
Because there were so many flaws, he didn’t know where to start complaining, so he simply hung up the communication with a few bad words.
Ignoring my darkest soliloquy, and not understanding what he was saying at all, Lingdang walked ahead and spoke leisurely in the tone of a tour guide.
“…The Great Vault 100 once sheltered 30,300 residents, and their peak number even reached 81,711.”
Ten Fist Man couldn’t help but say.
“Eighty thousand people? Here?”
Although Quan Shui mentioned in the communication channel that this shelter had a hundred floors, he still could not imagine that this shelter hidden in the tunnel could fit into nearly the entire population of Dawn City.
If it really had that kind of population capacity, it would have to be at least an underground city like Vault 79, right?
But this certainly doesn’t look like that kind of place.
There was no surprise at all at his reaction. Bell just chuckled a few times and stopped in front of a trap door on the side of the hall.
“…Your vision is limited by your imagination. Let alone 80,000 people, in theory this shelter can accommodate 200,000 people.”
As he finished speaking, the trap door slowly opened upwards, and the world behind the door suddenly became clear.
Completely different from the isolation outside the shelter.
I saw only a spacious circular corridor, which circled an unusually wide space in this underground world and connected hundreds of densely packed rooms together.
The structure of the entire shelter is like a vertically downward patio, with a hemispherical dome emitting beige light directly above it.
The light is like the sun carved in the cave, falling into the bottomless courtyard.
The shed carapace of the Ghost-Faced Insect gathered into a honeycomb-shaped tower on the inner wall of the courtyard, which shone with colorful sparkles under the light.
It’s like a real rainbow!
And the most shocking thing is more than that.
In the circular corridor, the remains of scrapped exoskeletons and mechanical bodies were randomly abandoned like garbage.
Among them are the “Five-Type” exoskeleton, the most classic police equipment in the People’s Federation era, and the “Six-Type” heavy cavalry.
In addition, there are also some machines that are more like engineering tools than weapons – such as several crab-like engineering robots that also participate in the battle waving their pincer-like claws.
Their bodies and surroundings are covered with dense bullet holes, and traces of explosives can be seen everywhere on the walls and on the ground.
The alien species active in the shelter ate all the organic matter under the metal skeleton, and used pieces of shed carapace and mucus to assimilate those exoskeletons and mechanical bodies into part of the insect nest wall, which together formed this The “Crypt” called Vault 100.
Looking at the shocking scene, the eyes of all the players were straightened, especially me who was closest to the door. I almost subconsciously said “fuck” from my mouth.
This light and shadow effect!
This scene modeling!
Every frame seems like money is burning!
It’s such a fortress!
Seemingly satisfied with the shock on the faces of these visitors, Ling Dang admired it for a moment and then let out a few chuckles that sounded like the friction of sharp instruments.
The four-legged robot rode through the trap door leading to the circular corridor, and stopped at the edge of the steeply downward patio.
“Welcome to Vault 100. You are probably the first guests to set foot here since the door closed two centuries ago.”
Looking at the debris, I subconsciously asked.
“What’s going on here?”
Ling Ding said slowly.
“Many, many things happened. It would be a long story if I started from the beginning. My master recorded the past here on his VM. That thing should be in the manager’s office. Go there and take a look. You’ll know just by looking.”
I asked the darkest question.
“Is your master the manager here?”
“Manager? How is it possible? Do other shelters have people as managers?” Lingdang laughed out loud, “Anyway, he is just a supervisor here…but mine The master is still very powerful, he lived until the end! Of course, it is hard to say whether this can be considered lucky.”
Ten Fist Superman looked at him blankly.
“Supervision?”
Ling Dang said concisely and concisely.
“The manager of Vault 100 is not a human, but an AI with powerful computing power. Its name is ‘Tree’, it has the highest level of authority over the shelter, and its responsibilities are based on feedback from various sensor modules in the shelter. Parameters make the most ideal decision. If a light bulb breaks, it will know it before the person under the light bulb, and report it to the specific warehouse and workshop for repair as soon as possible.”
“The supervisors are the residents who ensure that the orders of the ‘tree’ can be carried out. They are not only residents of this shelter, but also part of the sensor module of the ‘tree’, responsible for supervising the most unreliable ones in the entire shelter. module – shelter residents.”
When it said this, it paused for a moment and joked in a playful tone.
“But ‘Supervisor’ is just what my master and his colleagues call themselves. Just like you gave ‘Gabong’ the name Jiralazhan, those naughty shelter residents also don’t like the official name. Instead of calling them ‘tree people’, they secretly respected them behind their backs.”