The End of the Earth

After more than two hours' journey, Xiang San and his daughter arrived at a big corner. The whole corner was semi-elliptical, probably dug by the shield machine.

After turning the corner, there is an uphill road with a very gentle slope. After a few hundred meters, there is a large gate of an old-fashioned civil defense project.

According to Xiang San's experience, it should not be a problem for the gun in front of him to withstand a nuclear bomb. There were many nuclear defense engineering projects in the old era, but Xiang San saw some labels with Chinese characters after observing it.

Wow, it’s still a Chinese foreign trade product?

"Dad...can you open this metal door?"

Xiang San turned his head and looked at his silly child, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

After a while, he replied, "Your dad is not Superman. Even a nuclear bomb might not be able to open this thing.

Let's look for any hidden entrances."

Hard work pays off. After groping around the gate, the two men found a terminal platform hidden underground.

This is a lifting terminal platform that requires relevant identifiers for verification and authorization.

Xiang San and his daughter naturally don't have this thing, but as long as this kind of recognition system is not taken over by artificial intelligence, Xiang San can still handle it.

Xiang San placed his hand on the identification screen, and a silver droplet melted into the terminal platform. This was the ultra-micro-nano terminal particle carried by the spinal worm, the most effective means of attacking electronic systems. The identification screen began to display a large amount of task logs and error feedback data.

Xiang San took a quick look at the mission log and found that the mission codename "Gate to Another World" was mentioned many times in the huge database.

Xiang San is unable to process too much information without the assistance of the Creator's brain, so he can only write down the mission code first.

He found the relevant identification authorization information and used the information of one of the people to open the giant civil defense project gate.

The gate made a clicking sound of metal friction like an old and dilapidated iron gate, and the motor system started to activate the power valve to slowly lift the gate upwards.

"Dad! How did you do that?!"

Answei looked at Xiang San in surprise. She couldn't believe that her old father had such ability.

“It’s a secret, but if this terminal system is connected to artificial intelligence, your father won’t be able to do anything about it.

The door is open, there might be someone guarding it, follow me closely."

Answei nodded solemnly, and leaned against Xiang San nervously with her rifle at hand.

When the gate is fully raised, an alarm sounds. Item 3 turns on the normally open function on the identification screen and starts walking towards the door.

Inside the door was a huge warehouse, probably as big as two or three gymnasiums.

The alarm display in the warehouse is flashing red. It seems that something has happened here. There should be an alarm sound, but there is no indication that it has been turned off manually.

"Eh~ What a stinky smell."

Answei covered her nose and said with disgust.

"It's the smell of fuel. It looks like all the large vehicles in this warehouse are already parked out.

We should have reached the surface. There are stairs over there. Let's go up and take a look."

Following the ladder, they came to a small window high up and looked outside.

They were indeed on the surface, in a military base, but the base seemed to be deserted.

It stands to reason that even if a large force is deployed in full force, there should be troops left behind. How could it be so quiet that there is not even a patrol team?

"Dad, it's so quiet~

Is there going to be an ambush?"

"Silly girl, we are in someone else's house, do they still need an ambush?

It's a bit weird indeed. Come, put on the magic armor and let's go out and take a look. Ordinary kinetic weapons have no effect on magic armor, so don't be afraid."

Answei opened her arms, and Xiang San controlled the black crystal magic armor to start the heavy-load mode, opened the magic armor, and put it on.

"Control is yours. Let me teach you how to use the magic armor."

Answei began to dance with the familiarity of the heavy black crystal magic armor. Although it was heavy, it was extremely easy for her to use.

This is the advantage of the fusion of demon cells and black crystals. Behind every move she makes is a huge muscle group mimicked by countless demon cells serving her.

Ansevi jumped down from the elevated platform, and the heavy magic armor smashed a big hole in the ground after landing.

"Dad, are you that heavy?"

"The quality of the heavy-duty Black Crystal Armor is somewhat exaggerated. This form is specially developed to deal with large targets.

Just walk away. This isn't your home anyway, so you don't have to pay for any damage."

After hearing what he said, Answei felt much more relaxed and began to walk towards the small door with big steps.

The sturdy door obviously could not accommodate the Black Crystal Magic Armor in heavy-duty mode to pass through. Answei broke the door open with a punch, and used both hands to pry open the door frame to create enough space for her to pass through.

As expected of a descendant of Amman, she is more ferocious than men when she is carefree.

After coming out, Answei searched everywhere for valuable clues.

Except for a few broken-down transport trucks parked there, the other warehouses in this base were basically empty, just like the large warehouse they came out of.

After confirming that there was no sign of life, Xiang San disabled the reload mode and began a careful search with Answei.

"Did those people abandon this base?"

"Dad, look, there's a photo here!"

When Xiang San heard that Ansevi had discovered something, he went over to take a look. It turned out to be a photo of a soldier and his family. It looked like an old photo that had turned yellow.

“Interesting photos from the old times.”

Xiang San took the photo that Answei handed to him. The time and the name of a photo studio were printed on the back of the photo.

"Dad, this thing must be very precious."

"It's an antique, and it's in great condition. Put it back and let's continue looking for anything else of value."

From the weapons depot to the living area, helipad, and command center building, basically everything that could be dismantled was dismantled except the backup power supply system.

It seemed to be an abandoned military base. He had been wondering why there was no guard at all.

Ansevi slumped down in the chair in the command room, exhausted, and smacked her dry lips.

Xiang San shook his head and couldn't help laughing: "You must be thirsty."

Answei complained aggrievedly, "Old man, please speak with conscience. I walked for several hours and ran all over the base.

Of course I'm thirsty... but I'm also a little hungry."

Xiang San reached into the magic armor and took out a bottle of clean water and two cans.

"Here, these are authentic Henan canned pig's trotters and yellow peaches. I spotted these two goodies in Boris's supply box and saved them for my lovely daughter."

Answei couldn't wait to grab the can and water. It seemed that she was really hungry. Xiang San didn't consider this point carefully. He almost forgot that he had endless physical strength, but An An was still a child.

Although Answei was very hungry, she did not eat in a hurry. It was very good that she had such self-control.

Xiang San nodded with satisfaction. To be honest, this was all thanks to Calista, the couple who raised An An, and A Yu and the others.

Xiang San was negligent as a father, and he was well aware of it.

An An swallowed the food in his mouth, looked at the words on the can and asked, "Dad, what are these words? They are so beautiful."

“Simplified Chinese, the Chinese language.

It should be the most beautiful text on this planet."

Answei looked at the big words "braised pork trotters" in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Dad, can you teach me? Didn't you say you're Chinese?"

Looking at Ansevi's sincere eyes, Xiang Sanlao's face turned red. He was Chinese in name, but he had never been to China, and his identity was changeable, but he did not have Chinese nationality.

The difficulty of obtaining legal Chinese citizenship is so daunting that he can only write his name crookedly.

Fortunately, I am now in the body of the Black Crystal Demon Armor, so it’s okay to blush because no one else can see it.

Xiang San coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment and said, "Ahem~ Chinese is very profound. I'll teach you when I have time."

Answei chuckled and continued to gnaw on the jelly-like pig's trotter meat.