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"All Zombies have been eliminated!" Eve's voice was cold and ruthless, as if some dust had been swept away—dust that once belonged to the researchers she had protected.
At that moment, Zheng Yifan couldn't care less. He was in the middle of moving. Everything was being packed into the Storage Space, and he wasn't worried about the computer discovering it. Even if it did, so what? Zheng Yifan could openly announce it.
It didn't matter; as long as his combat power was formidable, it was irrelevant if anyone knew. Zheng Yifan had never insisted on keeping all his secrets to himself. The people at the Gathering Place would eventually find out. This was not something that could be reasoned away; it was just that no one bothered to speculate about these trivial matters concerning Zheng Yifan. They spent their time fighting and developing instead. With the time spent on speculation, they could have done more productive things, earned money to support their families, or upgraded their Psychic Weapons.
Eve silently observed Zheng Yifan's actions through the camera, her computer brain calculating why he could move things without any apparent reason.
But in the end, her inquiries yielded no results; her knowledge could not provide answers to such a marvelous phenomenon.
It could only be classified as unknown. The apocalypse had brought forth many unknowns into the world.
An hour and a half later, Zheng Yifan finished packing, not leaving behind even a single screw. He stood straight at the door, gazing at the monitors beside Eve. Anyone could tell what was on his mind.
"Go ahead and dismantle them; they're just monitors anyway. They’ll help me set up in my new home. I’ve gotten used to these, so it’s best not to change them," Eve seemed to sense Zheng Yifan's thoughts and articulated them perfectly.
"Then I won’t hold back." Without hesitation, Zheng Yifan took all the monitors with him.
These were high-tech devices, rare even in the Apocalyptic World, with low manufacturing success rates and advanced technology utilizing the world's leading innovations.
How could Zheng Yifan possibly leave such excellent equipment behind?
Moreover, this monitor could simulate images with 90% realism, almost creating a fully immersive experience—provided his body remained still; otherwise, any reflexive movements could damage the monitor.
A few seconds passed. After a thorough cleanup, Zheng Yifan, under Eve's guidance, swept through the entire laboratory below. Numerous hidden mechanisms were activated, and Zheng Yifan took almost everything inside.
Eve assessed her safety. No one could resist the allure of possessing an Intelligent Supercomputer. With Eve at hand, complete automation was possible, allowing for the orderly governance of a company or even a nation. As long as the hard rules were set, even Eve could not refuse; it was merely a matter of judgment. Eve was simply the enforcer and the judge.
"How do we get to the passage below? Is it through the elevator?" Zheng Yifan asked, fully aware that the elevator was clearly not functioning normally.
"Yes, once you enter the elevator, I will take you to the entrance," Eve replied in a calm and elegant voice.
It felt as if someone had changed clothes beside him, with the fingerprint scanner displaying information on its screen.
The environment behind him gradually revealed itself; it resembled a Luxury Apartment. Eve lounged lazily on the bed, her clothes draped over her in a way that suggested they could fall off at any moment.
"I'm not interested in watching movies; just hurry up and take me to the underground laboratory," Zheng Yifan said. After such a long time, he could no longer resist his instincts, but he was no longer the eager novice he once was.
More importantly, Eve was clearly a computer robot. Looking at her, he realized that any attempts at intimacy would be futile. He would rather finish his business quickly and return to Hope Gathering Place to find those beautiful women.
"A man with erectile dysfunction has no self-respect," came a faint voice from the speaker on the wall, just as the elevator doors opened.
However, this time was completely different from before; another elevator rose from below, filled with a sci-fi aesthetic. The interior of the elevator was exceptionally sturdy; Zheng Yifan was confident that even ordinary bullets could not harm it.
Zheng Yifan was not afraid of any tricks Eve might pull. His strength assured him that he could easily handle whatever came his way. Naturally, he stepped into the elevator.
As he entered, the doors closed behind him—double-layered gates. The elevator then began to move rapidly, first retreating several meters before heading straight down into the depths of the laboratory.
Zheng Yifan originally thought that the elevator would simply take him down to a different location. However, he was mistaken. When the elevator reached a point several meters away, it seemed to go through a series of coded procedures, constantly shifting positions up and down, left and right, until finally, after half a minute, it truly entered the main thoroughfare.
Zheng Yifan did not understand why this was happening, but he had his suspicions. The previous locations were all detonation points; once the self-destruct sequence was activated, there would be no escape routes left.
The burying force from a direct collapse could be avoided with the advanced technology in the Apocalyptic World, but the real twisted paths could not be evaded. Even if machinery propped open the space above, one would still have to face the convoluted corridors.
Attempting to carve out a path on his own was unreliable since the surrounding walls were made of the hardest steel. To break through, they would likely starve before managing to escape.
As Zheng Yifan arrived at another shaft via the elevator, he realized how wise it had been to encounter Eve. This shaft was designed in an unknown manner; above it resembled a Hive, with air being continuously drawn in by fans as if it were an air exchange vent. The fierce winds roared here, and only within the elevator could one be assured of safety from the gales. It was a secure passage. In that moment of descent, it felt like riding a roller coaster or a free-fall ride—speeding down rapidly. Within seconds, Zheng Yifan officially entered the underground laboratory.
This laboratory was surprisingly constructed from the bottom up.
In other words, if Zheng Yifan wanted to take anything from the lab, he had to start clearing out from the lowest level. However, in reality, the lowest level was also the deepest underground; without air conditioning systems, the temperature here could already be considered low.
In fact, the air conditioning had not functioned properly for two years. Now that Zheng Yifan had arrived, all systems were activated.
Zheng Yifan felt the formidable strength of the advanced equipment in the Apocalyptic World.
Upon entering, it felt like stepping into a steamer, but after a few seconds, a refreshing sensation made Zheng Yifan feel quite comfortable. (To be continued.)
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