The Legend of Biochemical Doomsday

Chapter 55 Discovery

There has never been a more convincing argument as to why God spent a day doing "let there be light" when God created the world. The more profound argument is that "light" represents the basic energy that constitutes the world. I think It has to be said that the proponent of this statement has probably surpassed God in physics.

Ye Zhiqiu feels that now he has a deep understanding of God’s feelings at the time of Genesis. It is too inconvenient without light. With light, the eyes are useless. For a human being who is accustomed to relying on vision to survive, he cannot see things. The work efficiency is naturally low under the circumstances, no wonder so many people want to make complaints about it.

The three of them quickly turned on the light sources in all the rooms, and the originally small underground world 'revealed' its true colors in front of them. Claire exclaimed, "This is a complete closed world."

"Hmm", Ye Zhiqiu raised his head to carefully check the direction of the pipelines above his head, and always felt that there shouldn't be so many pipelines. Many of the pipelines have very strange structures, and Ye Zhiqiu couldn't see their purpose.He looked up and said, "I guess the fuel here depends on the reserves of the gas station. Taking over from the ground can be a good way to hide people's eyes and ears, but what if the reserves run out?"

Claire spread her hands and said: "The old-school survivalist is mainly wary of a world war, followed by a catastrophe. The world war will always pass, and even if the world's energy can be used by him alone, there will always be a day when it runs out."

Ye Zhiqiu groaned for a while, but before he spoke, Alice came out from another room, shook her head and said, "There is no water source here."

"That's impossible." Ye Zhiqiu laughed and said, "I don't think the person who designed this place would make this mistake."

"In fact, this mistake does exist." Alice said calmly: "Either it is a fatal mistake, or he has another solution."

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment. Yesterday he found that the water supply pipe connected here had been shut down, and no water could come out of the faucet.He racked his brains and couldn't think of any other way for the owner to solve the water source problem other than digging a well. In contrast, this person's method of solving the food source is relatively advanced. There is a room with a lot of culture medium. Judging from the remaining plants above, this is a place where vegetables are grown using culture 'fluid'. In another, deeper underground space, Ye Zhiqiu also found mushrooms growing well.The smell when he opened the iron door was produced by the fermentation of the nutrients in the culture medium.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu frowned and said: "He must have a way to get water, but maybe we don't know this kind of device." He looked up at the pipelines again, there might be water pipelines there, but he couldn't see the faucets and water valves .

"Is there no faucet?" Claire was a little puzzled. Her knowledge of Survivalist came from her roommate in college, but she herself is not a mechanical expert. She can only guess the equipment here through common sense. Not everyone can survive made.Looking at the dense pipelines on the roof, she said worriedly, "Maybe they can be distinguished according to usage habits."

"Maybe we don't have to think about these details." Alice said, "We don't plan to live here any longer."

Claire glanced at Ye Zhiqiu, but said nothing.Ye Zhiqiu did not resist living with beauties, big and small, but the thought only flashed in his mind, and then disappeared completely. Not to mention his mission, there are still two women waiting for him to go back to Alaska—or Say at least two women.

He waved his hand and said, "Alice is right, we have to get out of here, but before that, maybe we can take a look at some good things here."

"Maybe we can find blueprints." Knowing that the two companions were right, Claire immediately began to think about practical issues, and she couldn't come here in vain: "Then we can refer to here to build a food base."

"A very good suggestion." Ye Zhiqiuyan agreed insincerely. Now it is not after the nuclear war, and there is no need to hide underground, so the design here is actually not practical.He walked away, passed a door, and his eyes fell on a pile of equipment. He was taken aback, walked over quickly, lifted the dustproof cloth, and there was a high-power radio station underneath.

"What is this?" Claire has never seen this kind of professional equipment, although it looks familiar, she still maintains the necessary modesty.

"Radio station." Alice stood beside Ye Zhiqiu, stretched out her hand to lightly touch the equipment on the table, and said affirmatively, "[-]-watt short-wave radio station."

"Then it needs an antenna." Ye Zhiqiu said with a frown. There are many radio enthusiasts in the United States, and radio regulation is relatively loose in China, so it is not surprising to have a high-power radio station. Notice the radio's antenna.

"It must be hidden in the building." Claire said, "This person is very careful."

"The question now is." Alice said: "Why did he smash his own head when he did all this?"

"Very sharp question." Ye Zhiqiu nodded in agreement, turned on the power switch of the motor, and there was a quiet noise from the earphones. He threw the earphones back on the table and opened the drawer of the work desk. Some tools are placed in a 'disorder', and it is obvious that this survivalist doesn't care much about details.

Claire looked around, and there was a row of simple bookshelves on the wall.She walked over and wiped off the dust on the spine of the book. She only knew the names of many books on it, and there were a lot of professional books among them.A row of untitled books caught her attention, and she took out one casually, only to find that it was a handwritten diary.

Ye Zhiqiu and Alice, who had nothing new to discover, were attracted by Claire's actions, and walked over one after another. Claire took down all the diaries on the bookshelf. This person should have had the habit of writing diaries a long time ago. Judging from the date on the title page, The earliest one was in 1980. Judging from the immature handwriting and word composition, the author was still in elementary school at that time.

Ye Zhiqiu is not interested in other people's sex. Even if he wants to know why the author committed suicide, he probably won't find many clues in the diary 30 years ago. The diary is not a novel, and there is no foreshadowing 30 years ago.So he just looked around casually, then turned and walked away. In another room that was obviously a bedroom, he found some canned food stored in the cellar. It seemed that the expiration date had not expired, at least lunch was settled.

Alice and Claire checked the diaries together, and found the problem almost at the same time. These diaries are long and short, and the author does not write them every day. It's only been half a year, but among the more than twenty diaries, the most recent one was before the disaster, that is, in December last year, and the second half of the diary is blank.

The two women looked at each other, which could of course be explained by the fact that the author of the diary had since discontinued his habit, but a habit that one has maintained for 30 years is not so easily given up, so it is more likely that the diary recorded The journal after the disaster is not here.