Zhang Yi searched through the other rooms on the second floor, which was mainly entertainment.
In addition to the pet room, there was also the Hopping Room filled with all kinds of props, as well as the otherworldly Waterbed Room.
But now, the waterbed room had basically been abandoned.
The overall temperature in the shelter was around 10°, it should be that the energy had consumed too much and was now starting to save.
Zhang Yi swept through the waterbed room twice, but found five or six corpses on the ground.
"No wonder there was a gust of cloudy wind when I came in! So the problem is here."
Zhang Yi was already not surprised to see those corpses.
Those six corpses were all women, and they were very beautiful women.
If Zhang Yi was not wrong, they were all so-called celebrities just like the three girls in the pet room before.
"It's not as harmonious as it looks inside this shelter."
Zhang Yi said in a flat tone.
Nine women plus two men, surviving in the midst of a post-apocalyptic shelter could easily evolve into the form of a primitive society.
The cause of their deaths was unknown to Zhang Yi, but he could probably guess some of them.
It was just that they had nothing to do with him.
But those three girls in the pet room definitely couldn't get out of it.
"Got to get rid of them! These women who can even sell their bodies for money, keeping them is a scourge!"
Zhang Yi's eyes flashed with firm killing intent.
Although it was a bit of a pity to do so, Zhang Yi would honor his reason and do what should be done.
After exploring the two floors above ground, following what Xu Hao had said earlier, Zhang Yi felt his way to the entrance of the basement and walked down.
Compared to the surface, the two underground levels were mainly prepared for the Doomsday Shelter.
B1 looked like a spaceship as a whole.
There were eight separate rooms, all with thick alloy metal doors.
There was no keyhole to be seen, so Zhang Yi guessed that it was opened by means of magnetic cards or retinal verification.
He spent half a day's effort without opening it.
"It seems like if I want to know how to use the entire shelter, I have to ask Wang Siming, the owner."
Zhang Yi muttered to himself.
Instead of dwelling on this place, he went to other places to check them one by one.
B1, apart from the room where he lived, there were also some other rooms, which seemed to be labeled with names due to the fact that there were too many rooms for fear of not being able to remember them.
Warehouse, Power Center, Network Server, Console, Water Room ...
Most of the doors were tightly closed, except for the console.
Zhang Yi came to the console, the door here was open, and it was thought that Wang Siming was here just now to monitor what was happening outside.
"The core of the entire shelter should be here!"
Zhang Yi walked into the console, the walls inside were filled with monitors, even at his feet was a huge screen.
Various embedded keyboards and buttons on top of the console dazzled Zhang Yi.
After studying them for a while, Zhang Yi found some basic ways to use the functions.
This was because those buttons were labeled with Chinese characters to indicate their uses, such as the control of electricity in a certain area and the way the doorway opened.
But more applications left Zhang Yi baffled.
"If only I were a computer engineer!"
Zhang Yi helplessly spread his hands and chose to give up.
For this kind of specialized stuff, without an instruction manual, one would have to fumble around until the monkey's age just by groping around.
Zhang Yi passed through the surveillance and confirmed that there were no abnormalities in Wang Siming's people before he came to the second basement level to check it out.
The second basement level was a large stadium.
After Zhang Yi turned the lights on, he saw an extremely open space.
He admitted that he was a bit shocked when he saw it.
The height of this level exceeded ten meters, and when he raised his head, he could see the high dome, supported by stout supports made of alloy.
There were basketball courts, tennis courts, and even a large space developed for a small golf factory site.
"Extravagant!"
Zhang Yi could only use these two words to describe what he saw.
"This place is at about 20 meters underground, and the temperature is obviously higher than outside. It's true that there are places where the severe cold can't invade."
This place was nice, empty and quiet.
Zhang Yi decided that in the future, he would make a shooting range here and use it exclusively to exercise his alien abilities.
With the longer the end times came, the more he felt the importance of his alien ability.
And after having a development experience, he was even more eager to make himself powerful!
Only strength was the fundamental guarantee of survival in the end times!
It took Zhang Yi more than half an hour to roughly stroll through the entire asylum.
Next, he would have to pry open Wang Siming's mouth and obtain the means of control of the entire shelter.
Zhang Yi returned to the first floor with his pistol.
Wang Siming and Lin Geng were still in a drowsy state, while Xu Hao had inhaled more hypnotic gas than the two of them, and was likewise lying on the ground like a dead fish.
Zhang Yi did not have the patience to wait for them for that long.
He received a bucket of water from the kitchen sink and directly poured it roughly on Wang Siming's head.
Although the indoor temperature was about 10°, the taste of cold water on the head was still very refreshing.
Wang Siming was frozen with a jolt, and after half a day's effort, he finally slowly raised his heavy eyelids.
"Awake?"
A deep voice entered his ears.
Wang Siming opened his eyes and saw the fully armed Zhang Yi sitting in front of him.
Wang Siming tried to move around a bit, but realized that his body was tied up in knots and he couldn't even move a bit.
"How did you do it?"
Wang Siming could not comprehend how Zhang Yi managed to accomplish a counterattack in that situation.
Obviously, he had seen Zhang Yi tied up into a dumpling with his own eyes!
Zhang Yi explained indifferently, "Surviving in the post-apocalyptic world, one must have some means to save one's life."
He didn't want to explain too much and said directly, "It seems like you don't have the effort to talk about this topic now, right? How about we talk about other things."
"For example, how to work with me properly in the future. This is how you can exchange for one of your lives!"
Wang Siming gradually came to his senses and realized that the situation at this moment was quite bad for him.
His heart was incomparably sad and angry.
He couldn't accept that his impenetrable shelter had been breached so quickly no matter what!
A billion dollars, that was a billion dollars!
All that money felt like it had been spent in vain!
"What do you want?"
Wang Siming asked in a deep voice.
Zhang Yi smiled faintly, "You don't have to be too nervous. You didn't want me dead when I came here, so I won't hurt you either."
"Although I'm not a kind-hearted person either, I have the minimum moral sense."
"What's more, what good can killing you, the son of the titular Wang family, as well as the future heir of the Lin Group, do for me?"
Wang Siming's identity was indeed not simple - at least before the end of the world came.
His parents were both bigwigs with great fortunes, and he had an even deeper background behind him.
Wang Siming's nervousness relaxed quite a bit when he heard Zhang Yi say that he would not harm him.
He took a deep breath and said, "We can talk about what you want. As long as you don't harm my life!"