Alien Hotel

In fact, Yu Sheng had more questions in his mind, and he could feel that Baili Qing had concealed some more critical secrets, such as how the huge "anchor" of Jiecheng controlled the entire junction at the depth of L-0, and what was the specific operation mechanism and construction process of this anchor? For example, how would the excessive and rapid development of science and technology affect the stability of this "anchor" in specific aspects, and what was the principle behind it? For example, what was the state of the junction before the "anchor" of Jiecheng was formed? After all, this city did not appear out of thin air, it must have a process of establishment and improvement. According to the details revealed in Baili Qing's words, the junction might have really had a period of chaos when the average depth was far beyond L-0. Could it be that at that time, there were human aborigines in the junction? And these aborigines also found a way to use the "anchor" to pull their hometown from the deep layer to L-0?

This sounds incredible, because it is common knowledge that only at depth L-0 can rational species survive for a long time. If there really is a period of chaos at the border with a depth exceeding level zero,

Then it would be impossible for a large number of humans to survive here.

He hesitated for a moment, but decided to ask.

But faced with his question, Baili Qing just shook her head.

"There are very few recorded parts about the history before the establishment of Jiecheng. Even the history for a period of time after the establishment of Jiecheng seems very chaotic. We seem to have rebuilt this place from ruins, but why it became a ruin at that time is a mystery. Perhaps, as many scholars have speculated, that period of history was "stuck" at the time of the second singularity explosion. You should still remember what I told you about the history of the destruction and rebirth of this world.

"At the moment of the universe's rebirth, everything in the world was broken up and reorganized, which led to many - historical legacies," literally historical legacies.

"So this indirectly gave birth to the 'Archaeological Association'. A group of scholars who were fascinated by archaeological research worked together and developed into a huge entity. They kept digging at the most bizarre and unstable time and space collapse points, trying to repair the missing history of various races or find evidence of the existence of certain civilizations. The Bamosans and the Senjin were their largest shareholders. The Secret Service also had close contacts with them because it controlled a large amount of foreign intelligence and had a huge platform for trading and storage of rare items."

Baili Qing paused here. She stared at the endless darkness outside the connecting bridge in a trance, and said with some emotion: "Tracing back to the origin is the instinct of 'civilization'. The Archaeological Association is committed to finding the fragments of civilization left by the old world, and has been looking for an ancient ruins group they call the 'Lost Deep Lake' for many years. Scholars in the border area have also been trying to repair the history before the establishment of the boundary city, trying to piece together what this place we call 'hometown' used to look like. I am not an expert in this area, but I have always been in awe of these people."

Yu Sheng listened silently at the side. It was actually difficult for him to feel anything real about what Baili Qing said, because he was not a "borderlander", but he knew that he should respect such feelings. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional - he always felt that the craftsmanship of the "creator" who created the "second singularity explosion" was a bit unsophisticated.

Of course, he knew that it was inappropriate for him to say this. After all, the entire universe has existed to this day because of the second singularity explosion. Think about Ankaela’s hometown, it’s all gone. In comparison, what else do you need a bicycle for?

While muttering this in his mind, Yu Sheng had already arrived in front of the huge cubic "building".

The gray-white cement exterior wall, without any decoration, gives people an almost suffocating feeling at a very close distance. The long connecting bridge goes directly to one of the top corners of the cube. The entrance gate at the end of the long bridge is actually very wide, even large enough for two or three cars to drive in side by side - but it is still as small as a gap prepared for an ant in front of the entire cube.

It was hard for Yu Sheng to imagine how this thing was built and how it kept floating in this dark space. Anyway, it must be the "high-tech" technology at the disposal of the Secret Service.

Under Baili Qing's leadership, the gate opened, and Yu Sheng carried Irene into the "shelter facility".

In front of me was a spacious corridor with sentry posts at regular intervals, machine guns and detectors mounted on the roof, and surveillance equipment everywhere.

A fully armed receptionist appeared and after exchanging a few words with Baili Qing, he led the way in silence.

Yu Sheng was observing this place curiously all the way.

He noticed that the interior of the entire containment facility felt just like its exterior: huge concrete structures, cold lines, and surfaces lacking decoration. The colors of the building itself were almost exclusively white and various shades of gray, so much so that the black armor worn by the armed guards had become the most eye-catching "color" here.

This cold and colorless feeling gave Yu Sheng a sense of déjà vu, but before he could speak, he heard Irene on his shoulder suddenly look up and say to Baili Qing: "This place is not colorful - just like you."

Baili Qing didn't care about the puppet's somewhat rude complaints, but explained calmly: "'Color' is a medium of concealment and illusion. Some objects will use color to transmit their power, or even use color to escape control. This 'container' is specially strengthened for this type of objects. As for you saying that this place feels very similar to me - it's just a coincidence."

"Do angel fragments have a tendency to escape control with the help of colors?" Yu Sheng asked curiously.

"That's not the case. We haven't found any signs of it escaping from the trap yet," Baili Qing shook her head. "It's just that the protection level here is high enough, and it has a fully functional laboratory that can be used at any time, so we sent it here."

As they were talking, they had stopped in front of a gray-white alloy gate. After a long series of tedious and rigorous identification and handover procedures, the gate finally opened slowly.

Inside is an airlock-like structure with a second door on the opposite side.

But just as Yu Sheng was about to go in, the receptionist suddenly stepped forward to stop him, and turned to look at Baili Qing. A muffled voice came from under the heavy protective helmet: "Director, does the visitor need extra protection?"

"No need," Baili Qing shook his head, "He was the one who shot down this fragment."

Yu Sheng couldn't see the expression on the responding person's face because of the thick protective helmet, but he clearly noticed that the other person's body stiffened for a moment. Then he stood there in a daze for two or three seconds before he very unnaturally put his hands down and took two steps back.

"Let me emphasize again, I didn't shoot it down, it just wanted to die—"

Yu Sheng was mumbling to Baili Qing, but the latter had already stepped forward: "I know, but it's more convenient to say this.

Yu Sheng curled his lips and followed him in.

Only after passing through the second gate did the real laboratory finally come into view.

The lights were bright, but there was also a lack of color everywhere. The spacious room was filled with many advanced devices whose names were incomprehensible. In the center of the room was a circular platform with a complex structure. There was also a suspended mechanical structure on the corresponding position of the roof above the circular platform. The end of the mechanical structure seemed to be integrated with a large number of analysis and monitoring equipment.

There were also several staff members wearing heavy protective clothing waiting in the laboratory.

Yu Sheng's light passed over the staff and he immediately noticed the "sample" placed in the center of the round table.

It was a piece of white translucent crystal, irregular in shape, about the size of three fists.

It just lay on the table, quietly, looking harmless.

Yu Sheng suddenly felt that the worries he had expressed to Baili Qing were correct. If this white, translucent stone looked harmless and was placed on the side of the road, no one would have thought that it was the remains of the "Hi Dark Angel". If some unlucky person with a congenitally suicidal body automatically picked it up and forgot to turn it off, he might just walk past and put it in his pocket.

Of course, it is difficult to put such a large item in your pocket, so you need a larger pocket.

Yu Sheng walked over curiously, and under the nervous and even horrified gaze of several staff members around him, he stared at the crystal for a long time, then turned his head and whispered to the puppet on his shoulder, "Can you see anything?"

"What can we tell from this? It's just a piece of stone," Irene shook her head. "It does release some weak energy, but the intensity is not as strong as the two chickens raised by Hu Li."

A researcher heard the puppet on Yu Sheng's shoulder suddenly speak, and subconsciously looked over here in surprise, but quickly retracted his gaze and nodded to Baili Qing: "We did detect that this crystal is continuously releasing weak energy fluctuations, and its readings have been quite stable over the past few hours, but the intensity of this "radiation" is very low and basically harmless to humans."

Baili Qing nodded: "What else? What other discoveries have you made so far?"

"And - this is it, and it's the weirdest feature." The researcher said, taking out a tray from a container on a nearby lab table and handing the contents of the tray to Baili Qing.

It was another piece of crystal fragment - it looked very similar in texture and color to the large crystal on the round table, except that its luster was a little dimmer, and it was only as big as a little finger.

"What is this?" Baili Qing asked.

"Secondary crystal," the researcher explained, "is 'transformed' from the mother crystal. The fragment in front of you was just a piece of stone rich in silica half an hour ago."

Baili Qing’s eyes turned serious.

"You mean - it assimilates the surrounding matter?"