The exploration ship’s electrical system failed as it drifted through the tunnel on the waves, with Zhao Zijing steering with telekinesis, barely controlling the direction of the ship.
About ten minutes later, the flow of water began to smooth out, and the water level kept dropping until it could no longer support the ship.
That wasn’t a problem. Zhao Zijing took out the Dragon Ball Capsule and stored the exploration ship, while Li Cheng fetched a kayak from the Automated Three-Dimensional Warehouse and continued to drift in the small boat.
Another thirty minutes passed, and boisterous water sounds came from ahead, the walls of the tunnel expanded outward, forming a trumpet shape that was narrow at the top and widened toward the bottom.
The scene opened up suddenly, and they finally reached the end of the tunnel.
Here was a cliff wall, majestic water flow bursting from the cliff edge, plummeting downwards, more spectacular than any mighty waterfall in the real world.
Only the sound of the rapids was heard but not the waterfall hitting the ground. It was pitch dark below the cliff, hard to imagine how deep it went.
And in the middle of the cliff, there was a long strip of stone platform, just right for everyone to land on.
"How comes there is no boundary here?"
The Red Driver’s face was full of confusion. After Zhao Zijing’s drone swarm was annihilated by the Entropy Devouring Cloud, he provided drones for reconnaissance.
Dozens of drones flew in all directions, covering several kilometers, but found no beams or walls.
"Non-Euclidean space."
Li Cheng looked around and stated succinctly: "Deep within the killing field, there are occasionally such regions where the physical laws of the real world are partially warped, The rightful source is novel~fire~net
space can to a certain extent be compressed, expanded, bent, nested, and loop in cycles.
I myself have been trapped in a bath center for a month without getting out, my legs went weak searching for the way out."
Is this the respected Cadillac owner? Couldn’t leave the bath center, or just didn’t want to leave?
The Red Driver’s eyes twitched as Zhao Zijing casually added: "Most non-Euclidean spaces are quite safe.
Some are extremely dangerous, for example at coordinates 6211.-1411.-7980, there is a small star floating in the void."
Midnight Howl exclaimed in surprise: "Then couldn’t you set up solar panels, or some other kind of absorber, to create a Dyson sphere to extract infinite energy?"
"Unfortunately not, that star is alive and filled with malice towards living beings, attacking anything that enters its gravitational radius.
Even players at Lv40 have to steer clear."
Zhao Zijing said: "The closest thing to infinite energy that Earth’s civilization has at this stage is still the Hidden Room known as ’Active Star Corridor’ of the Special Affairs Bureau."
The Red Driver pondered, "Speaking of which, what’s our next move?"
He pressed the button on the radar navigator, the device emitted a blue light, forming an arrow pointing to the right, but there was no path ahead.
"My Pidgey can’t carry seven people."
The Driver paused and looked towards Zhao Zijing and Li Cheng, "You two wouldn’t happen to have brought flying crafts, or a small plane or something?"
"You keep asking if we have everything, what do you think I am, Doraemon?"
Li Cheng rolled his eyes and complained, then glanced at the Automated Three-Dimensional Warehouse.
Polyester fiber, Helium Gas Tank, aluminum alloy materials... well, there’s quite a variety, give me some time with the capabilities of the Mechanical Master, I could actually put together a makeshift flying craft for temporary use.
Suddenly, Zhao Zijing furrowed his brow and asked in a heavy tone, "Do you hear something?"
Midnight Howl’s hearing was far superior to that of an ordinary person. Tilting his head, he moved his ears and nodded gravely, "It seems like... the sound of a train whistle."
To the far right in the darkness, two beams of light suddenly appeared; the intensity of the lights kept increasing as they moved closer and closer.
The whistle was loud and piercing, and an old green train appeared, crossing the void at high speed.
Instinctively, everyone took a few steps back. Without time to think, the green train slowed down in a totally unscientific manner and came to a halt at the edge of the stone platform.
It was as though this was just an ordinary train station platform.
"WTF..." Midnight Howl’s mouth fell open, his face bearing an expression akin to having seen a ghost.
"The radar navigator seems to be telling us to get on..."
Red Driver pressed his lips tightly together. The blue arrow of the radar device had been continuously tracking the train’s position, changing from initially pointing to the right to now pointing directly in front of them.
All 22 carriages had their front and rear doors opened mechanically. Through the windows, it was clear to see that the train was completely empty, eerily quiet.
This train was shrouded in mystery. Midnight Howl subconsciously looked towards Zhao Zijing,
who pulled out a backup tablet and started searching the Global Supernatural Alliance’s database for keywords like "Non-Euclidean space," "Unmanned green train," and "Suspended travel."
[Current permissions insufficient, unable to display]
A row of red characters flashed on the screen, particularly jarring to the eyes.
Red Driver couldn’t help but ask, "What’s going on? Why are the permissions insufficient?!"
Zhao Zijing admitted honestly: "Normally, over 80% of the contents in the database can be directly accessed by anyone.
Only under a few circumstances are permissions set.
For example, certain documents are contaminated with memes, and those who read them could go insane.
Or the top brass of GOC believes that some information is too important, and frontline agents have to apply to their superiors, go through a series of approvals, before they are permitted to view it."
Red Driver held back the urge to curse, "Need approval? Is this a restaurant?
Do we also need a whole set of health permit, tax registration certificate, fire inspection compliance certificate, special license, and a business license on top of that?"
"That... it’s not a fire inspection compliance certificate, but a fire safety inspection certificate, and a fire safety acceptance competency certificate.
If you want to open a restaurant, it’s best to prepare a ’Fire Safety Design Review Opinion’ for the construction engineering, a ’Fire Safety Acceptance Opinion’, and a ’Fire Safety Inspection Opinion prior to the operation of places of public gathering’ in advance."
Surprisingly, this wasn’t Li Cheng who spoke, but a man wrapped in bandages, who hadn’t said much up until now—he remembered he was a firefighter, and now hesitantly put up his hand to correct the loopholes in Red Driver’s words.
Red Driver’s eyelid twitched; he didn’t have the "adults are talking, children do not interrupt" mindset. He turned his head to look at Li Cheng, "Ant bro, why don’t you try one of those papers that can predict death from earlier?"
Li Cheng obliged and pulled out the Suicide Notebook papers for another test.
After the drawing was complete, he glanced at the content, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put the paper away without showing the result to others. Li Cheng only smiled and said, "According to this, we won’t die here, so the train should be safe."
Red Driver, not having seen the content on the paper, was about to ask when Li Cheng picked up the Task Battery and confidently stepped onto the eleventh carriage, finding a seat to sit down in.
The remaining few people looked at each other, at a loss, and could only follow suit.