Trickster Hunter

Chapter 169 "You are finally back"

The entire underground space was instantly as bright as day, which made the three people who had adapted to the darkness squint their eyes.

"More than a hundred years have passed, and there is still power supply here?" Yano was also confused, "Is someone doing maintenance, or did those Ansa hunters repair the power supply equipment?"

But soon, Yano rejected his guess: "No, it can't be those Ansa hunters. If you want to light up such a large block, it will take more than ten hours to repair the circuit. They don't have time to complete this work! Then there is only..."

Yano's eyes widened slightly: "Could there be survivors on the island... descendants of survivors? But if there are survivors, why don't they ever contact the Federation? This doesn't make sense!"

"Those who can maintain circuits and lighting equipment are not necessarily survivors, and weird things can do it too." Sun Hang shook his head, "Or, the lighting equipment itself has been If it is strange, then it doesn't need maintenance. "

"But...but the equipment didn't detect any strange memetic fluctuations!"

"Stop fiddling with your broken machine!" The fisherman complained, "What's the old saying in Xiazhou, it's better to have no machine than to trust in machines?"

"It's better to have no books than to trust in books." Sun Hang corrected, "But according to what you said now, it's not wrong. The equipment is not 100% reliable. In this case, I still trust my own judgment more."

As he spoke, all the lights in the entire training ground lit up. The three of them only saw that on the dome of the rock wall, a large number of steel beams and slides were fixed. A machine like a camera moved along the slide to the top of them. The lens like a grenade launcher symbolically turned a few times and finally aimed at the three of them.

"Multifunctional central control dome..." Yano murmured, "I remember that this thing was mentioned in the design drawings of the institute, but it was not built due to the technical level of the time..."

"You mean the iron frame above your head?" The fisherman asked curiously, "Is this thing very technologically advanced?"

"You have to know that it was an era when even computers had not been invented yet." Yano whispered.

"What is this thing? Monitoring?" The fisherman pointed to the lens and said, "There is not even a computer, where can I watch the pictures taken?"

"No, this is an old-fashioned camera with film inside, used to take pictures of the experimental process. It uses thin steel cables and pulleys to control the position and direction of the lens... I have seen the drawings of this thing, and the precision of the motion system is even higher than that of the differential engine." Yano said.

"Is it manually operated?" The fisherman asked again, "There should be no automated equipment at that time, right?"

"No, it is automatic... Its lens can track the living things in the exercise field throughout the whole process, whether you are moving or stationary."

"How do you do it?" The fisherman was surprised.

"Each floor under our feet has a very precise mechanical sensor device under it. When the weight they bear is different from the pre-set data, the mechanism will be triggered to 'lead' the camera lens installed on the dome." Yano explained.

"Relying on a purely mechanical structure?"

"Purely mechanical structure."

"Oh my god, I suddenly understand the technical content of this thing." The fisherman's eyes also showed a trace of awe, "Such a huge system, it's a headache to think about it to run smoothly."

"So, this thing only exists on the design drawings." Yano took two steps back and moved from one floor to another. The camera lens immediately followed. Not only that, they also heard a slight shutter sound from inside the machine.

"Even the design drawings are imperfect..." Yano hadn't finished speaking when a silver light flashed, and the part where the camera and the slide rail were engaged had separated, and the entire heavy camera fell directly from it.

Sun Hang rushed forward and caught the camera falling from mid-air.

"Hiss..." Yano took a breath of cold air.

He didn't know why he felt a little distressed - every part of this equipment is the crystallization of human industrial art, and any damage to any part is enough to make people feel miserable. This camera seems to be simply installed on the slide rail, but there are hundreds of steel wires used to control the lens on the ground that cannot be seen from the outside. After Sun Hang cut it, the possibility of complete repair is very small.

"It's time, why am I still thinking about this kind of thing." Yano smiled self-deprecatingly and walked forward, "Are you going to see what photos this camera has taken in the past? Wait, don't pry open the cover directly! The film will be overexposed!"

But Sun Hang did not listen to his dissuasion, but directly pried open the back cover of the camera with a knife made of liquid metal.

There was no film inside, only a small roll of yellow and brittle paper.

"Eh?" Yano leaned over and was stunned, "It's not film? It's... a piece of paper?"

"What's going on?" The fisherman was confused, "Can paper be used as a negative?"

"Of course... no." Yano shook his head, "Look, what's on the paper?"

Sun Hang carefully took out the piece of paper and gently unfolded it.

There was a line of text written on the note. Due to its age, the ink had spread a little, but it was barely recognizable that it was the official language of the Siberian Federation: Russian.

"Do you know Russian?" Sun Hang looked at the fisherman.

"I only know Russian, not Russian." The fisherman's expression was a little embarrassed, "In the eyes of those old guys, I am an illiterate who can't read."

After the Siberian Autonomous State was affiliated with the Xiazhou Federation, the official language became Chinese, and the text also became Chinese characters. The new generation like the fisherman almost grew up in a Chinese environment. The mother tongue of the Siberians at that time was gradually becoming a niche language as the older generation passed away.

"I know Russian." Yano said, but Sun Hang noticed that his expression seemed a little strange.

"What's written on it?"

"...'You are finally back'."

You are finally back?

Sun Hang was slightly startled.

Is this sentence said to himself?

This note has been there for many years. Could it be that the person who wrote this note and put it into this camera had already calculated that he would enter the ruins of the institute at this time and dismantle this camera?

How is this possible? !