The answer is obviously hidden in the room in front of him.
Without hesitation, Chu Guang unlocked the door with his authority.
Unlike other rooms in Area B, no one has cleaned up here. Personal belongings are placed on the open folding table, and the bed next to it is not folded.
It is worth noting that there is a blue coat and pants on the floor of the room, with the sleeves and trouser legs stretched out, like a person lying down.
And at the right cuff, there is a "retro-style" revolver.
It's like...
Recreating the scene of a murder?
However, probably for the sake of harmony or other factors, the most important body is gone, which makes it look a little funny.
"... Is this also the bad taste of the first generation manager?"
Chu Guang subconsciously looked at the wall on the left side of the room, but did not see the bullet hole there.
Then he walked up to pick up the revolver, fumbled to open the magazine inside, and found that there were only 5 bullets.
"No blood, no bullet holes, no shells... only weapons and clothes were left."
Walking to the open folding table, Chu Guang noticed a diary and a pen as thick as an index finger.
There was a button on the tip of the pen.
Chu Guang curiously pressed it, but he didn't expect the pen to make a sound.
"... (noisy electric sound)..."
"Do you have anything else to say?"
"No."
Is this a recorder?
Listening to the content of the recording, it seems to be an interrogation.
Chu Guang was a little curious and continued to listen.
The voice of the person in charge of the interrogation sounded a little younger, while the person being interrogated seemed a little decadent, or tired.
He didn't seem to care much about his own ending, just wanted it all to end as soon as possible.
Guard: "...So, what are you going to do? Punish me for dereliction of duty?"
Interrogator: "No plans to do anything."
Guard: "...What do you mean by no plans to do anything?"
Interrogator: "When I reported it to the professor, the professor just said he knew, and then stopped asking questions. I asked him how to deal with you, and he said there was no need, you just did what anyone would do in that situation."
Guard (emotionally excited): "I'm not begging for your forgiveness! Listen, I made a serious mistake, I...I shouldn't have thought I could be the savior, my arrogance and stupidity hurt everyone. If I had done nothing from the beginning...maybe things would be so bad."
The man's voice was hysterical and crazy at first, then he covered his face to confess, and finally choked with sobs.
However, the interrogator's voice did not have too many ups and downs from beginning to end, and he always maintained a calm tone.
Interrogator: "This is an interesting hypothesis. But since the professor said you are innocent, I think you don't need to blame yourself so much. If this doesn't convince you, then please think about a question now. Do you think you are smarter than the professor?"
Guard: "...How dare I compare myself with him."
Interrogator: "It seems that you are very clear-headed, so let me ask you another question. Since you clearly believe that your wisdom cannot be compared with the professor, why do you naively think that all this can be hidden from his eyes?"
Guard: "...What do you mean?"
Interrogator: "What is the name of the topic we are studying."
Guard: "...Morphogenic field? I don't quite understand. Wait, you mean that the professor knew from the beginning that I was using that radio station to communicate with the outside world? The survivors of the tire factory, including that Li Xiu——"
Interrogator: "When we study the laws of motion of macroscopic objects in the framework of classical mechanics, we will selectively ignore the exploration of the elementary particles that make up the objects. This is not because we don't know that matter is composed of smaller particles, but because there is no need to consider it in this situation."
Interrogator: "By the same token, it is impossible to predict the different choices a person will make at different stages of his life. But the development laws of a collection of people and macro events can be traced. If you are interested, you can think about this problem. Anyway, from now on, you have a lot of time to waste."
Guard: "Is this part of the interrogation?"
Interrogator: "Is it part of the interrogation?"
Interrogator: "Is it, but the main purpose is to give you psychological counseling. The professor asked you not to blame yourself too much. Everything that happened here is part of tens of thousands of experiments, and we will usher in the final victory. By the way, the person who has been in contact with you is probably dead. We collected another message from the same terminal, but it is obviously not sent by him."
"The survivors of the tire factory hope that we can take them in, but we can see that they have told at least three lies in one sentence. We will continue to track and record the surrounding radio signals and changes in the strength of the shielding field, but will not respond. Now this work is done by AI, and we will enter a true silence. You can rest assured that no one will make mistakes again."
Then there was the sound of the door closing.
A long wait.
Just when Chu Guang was wondering if it was over, a gunshot suddenly rang out from the recorder, startling him who was listening attentively.
"Damn! It's not a martial arts ethics!"
"...Speaking of which, what is a 'morphogenetic field'?"
Chu Guang vaguely remembered that he seemed to have heard this word somewhere. But not in this world, but before he traveled to this wasteland.
Around the 1980s, Dr. Rupert Shedrek of the Royal Society of the United Kingdom proposed a controversial "resonance" theory.
According to Dr. Rupert Shedrek's theory, not only the basic particles that make up matter will resonate, but abstract events will also produce resonance effects.
Based on this conjecture, he called the place where similar things happened continuously a "morphogenetic field" and called the same type of events "morphogenic resonance".
However, it is conceivable how unreliable the conjecture based on the conjecture is.
Just like many conjectures about the multiverse and aliens, you have no reliable means to prove it or disprove it.
Even if it seems "obvious".
"...Does this recording mean that the technology used to project the consciousness of players in the parallel world into this world is related to some speculation proposed by the morphogenetic field theory?"
"For example, with the help of some unknown field, it can cross the spatial dimension and cause resonance between consciousness bodies."
"Hiss... It's a headache."
Why think about these things?
Isn't it enough if it can be used!
It is meaningless to invest time and energy in something that has no results. When there are more clues, the final truth will naturally be revealed.
The information Chu Guang can summarize from this recording is that the study of morphogenetic fields is the main topic of Shelter No. 404.
Combined with the information obtained when he first came here, this topic was probably completed more than a century ago.
But then again, this first-generation manager is called Professor?
This guy is even worse than himself.
Putting aside the terrifying details in the recorder, Chu Guang can already confirm the identity of this guard, who is the victim mentioned in the "Blood Hand Diary".
The utopia that the first "leader" of the Blood Hand Clan was looking for until the end was exactly Shelter No. 404 under his feet.
Chu Guang picked up the nameless diary on the table.
The timeline in the diary basically coincided with the "Blood Hand Diary" he had read before.
It has always been this guy who gave advice to the first leader of the "Blood Hand Clan" through remote radio guidance and helped the survivors abandoned in the wasteland.
Unfortunately, his good intentions seemed to have done bad things.
The mess left behind has tortured the survivors in the northern suburbs for hundreds of years, and it was not until now, nearly two centuries later, that it was ended.
I didn't expect that Shelter No. 404 and the Blood Hand Clan actually had such a connection, and the cause of everything was just because of a broadcast.
"... What a sin."
Chu Guang shook his head after clicking his tongue twice and decided to archive this diary and the diary with the bloody handprint together.
In addition to a silver revolver, Chu Guang found a lot of good things here, such as a box of 10mm caliber revolver ammunition.
There are more than 30 bullets in the ammunition box, each bullet is as long as the index finger, with no signs of oxidation on the surface, and looks like brand new.
This bullet looks big, and it feels like it has more powder than a rifle bullet, but I don't know if one shot can kill a crawler.
Anyway, a gnawer can definitely be killed with one shot.
Chu Guang noticed that there was a silver python printed on the packaging of the ammunition box, and there was the same one on the brown handle of the silver revolver.
Looking at the revolver in his hand, Chu Guang thought for a moment and said to himself.
"I'll call you 'Silver Snake'."
In addition to the "Silver Snake" revolver, Chu Guang also found a baton under the folding table, and then looked in the storage compartment under the bed, and found a new surprise.
"Red dot sight?"
The width of the buckle is retractable, just right for installation on the raised rail of the "Silver Snake" barrel. What surprised Chu Guang even more was that this little gadget actually had power!
"2X magnification, adjustable position... good stuff."
Of course, Chu Guang didn't plan to use it on a revolver. It would be a waste to install a sight on such a short-rifled melee weapon.
It just so happened that he had a newly repaired assault rifle that could use this thing. With a red dot sight installed, it could be considered half full.
...
After leaving the room, Chu Guang crossed the end of the circular corridor in Area B to connect to Area A.
This is the functional area on the second underground floor, with toilets and public bathrooms for men and women, as well as a public canteen that can accommodate up to 100 people at the same time.
It can be seen that the living space here is still very compact. Not only do you have to go to the toilet and take a shower at different times, but you also have to queue up for meals.
But to be honest, the quality of life here is not bad.
The shower room has a 360° panoramic water mist self-cleaning system, so you don't even need to move when you take a shower. The same goes for the toilet, just flush it, and the water washing plus ultrasonic vibration can remove nano-scale dirt, even saving paper.
No longer have to worry about the newbies catching strange things in the forest.
Chu Guang tried the faucet here and was surprised to find that it was flowing and could even be switched to hot water.
"I thought this shelter was just an empty frame..."
It seems that only the B1 floor is empty.
Xiao Qi interrupted and said, "How could it be an empty frame? You saw it just now. There are actually people living here, right?"
Chu Guang: "Then where are they?"
Xiao Qi: "Well, I don't know."
Expected answer.
But Chu Guang didn't care. Anyway, one day, he would figure out all the secrets of this shelter.
After reviewing these facilities, Chu Guang's initial idea was to move all 100 incubators on the B1 floor to the B2 floor.
Anyway, the incubators are equipped with wireless power supplies, which can be connected in any corner of the shelter.
There are 200 empty rooms available in Area B on the B2 floor. Although the area is a bit narrow, players should be very happy to be able to change from a four-person room to an independent standard room.
After all, for them, this is just a save point.
As for the squeezed beds and bedding, they can be placed in the empty rooms on the B1 floor for future use.
There is no need to worry about commuting.
There is only one elevator outside the shelter to enter and exit the ground, but there are a total of 8 elevators inside.
These include two freight elevators for transporting supplies and six elevators for commuting, which are more than enough to meet the commuting needs of players between floors in the shelter.
As for the elevator outside the shelter, it can also be modified in the future.
At worst, we can demolish the sanatorium, dig a bigger pit, and let the players build a more spacious house for us.
This is not a big deal.
Chu Guang turned the faucet on and off, and suddenly asked.
"By the way, is there a limit on the amount of water here?"
Chu Guang was tired of using activated carbon to filter lake water and rainwater. No matter how you filter it, that kind of water has a bit of an abnormal taste.
Xiao Qi tilted the camera.
"No? According to the information, the water resources of the shelter seem to be replenished by rainwater. In theory, as long as there is electricity, it will be supplied all the time, but it is better not to transfer the water out. It doesn't matter if it is used normally in the shelter. Domestic sewage will enter the internal circulation system of the shelter and be reused after being completely filtered. A small loss is fine, but if a large amount of water is transferred out, it may cause a certain load on the water circulation system of the shelter."
Chu Guang nodded.
"Where will the filtered dirt go?"
Xiao Qi: "It will probably be sent to the fermentation room for processing? The fertilizer produced at the end may be sent to a greenhouse on a certain floor? Or will it be discharged through the vents after vaporization? Anyway, if there is only electricity, this shelter can operate forever. Xiao Qi is also looking forward to the situation on other floors."
Chu Guang: "..."
What's the difference between saying it and not saying it.
Damn!
After inspecting the sanitary facilities and canteen in Area A, Chu Guang followed Xiao Qi's roller through the longitudinal corridor and soon came to the deepest part of Area A.
This seems to be a warehouse.
The space is quite large, with two basketball courts.
More than 30 plastic boxes are piled in the corner of the warehouse, with medical supply labels on the outside.
Chu Guang walked up and opened one of the boxes, but found that it was not filled with medicines, but watches with display screens.
Roughly estimated, there are at least thousands of them piled here.
After a slight pause, Chu Guang hesitated and asked.
"These are..."
Xiaoqi, who was following the calf, came over and gave the answer in a timely manner.
"It's VM."