Durin's Diary

Chapter 337 Please Give Me Some Suffering

Finally, the excavation team dug out the entrance in the grass south of the market.

Dulin and Anta arrived at the scene immediately and observed the expedition team members who were preparing - the lowest among them were priests of level twelve, with warriors, mages, priests, and hunters.

Melinda volunteered to join the team. She wore the bulletproof gear given to her by Dulin and held a shotgun in her hand. She used single-headed bullets made of an alloy with a strength similar to tungsten steel.

As for how to remove the door, the five people had three different opinions.

The human said, as usual, check if there is a lock first.

The dwarf Roth said, don't look for the lock, just take it down and let me smash the door hard.

The grassland elves Xia Luoluo and his sister said that another archaeological team did the same thing last time. As a result, one team was shattered into pieces by the terrifying laser array in the defense passage and could not be put back together. It was left to them who were proficient in old technology to crack it.

Ah, can they still crack the system? I underestimated them.

Daju exclaimed curiously
Du Lin watched as the two siblings took out a tablet, pulled out a wire, and actually found a slot for them on the door.

Du Lin leaned against the door curiously, watching the two kids operate the tablet. "Do you recognize the words on this?"

"I don't know, but we have cracked a lot of things and have dabbled in the characters of the old era. However, today's characters are a bit weird. Why are they hieroglyphs?" The brother said as he looked at his sister with a guilty look on his face.

His sister was also sweating profusely: "This thing today, my brother and I have never seen it before."

Du Lin glanced at the child in white robes leaning against the other side of the gate, smiled, and then greeted him in Southern Thai: "Have you eaten?"

The little fellow's pupils suddenly dilated. He looked at Du Lin, and then seemed to notice Du Lin's appearance: "Zhu Longzi! Southern Thai Mandarin!"

His conversation was on the public frequency, and everyone nearby heard his whispers at the same time and synchronized with it, so everyone "observed" its existence from the entire macroscopic world.

Du Lin raised his hand to stop Melinda from raising her gun. "It's the core system of the old-era shelter. I mean no harm."

After saying this, Durin realized that he had just spoken in Southern Thailand and then spoke in Grassland Elf and Common Language.

Mr. Jones ran over and looked at the 'child'. "This is the core system of the Old Era Shelter, intact. My God, this will surely be a discovery that will shake the entire Western Continent."

"Yes." Du Lin said as he extended his hand.

The grassland elf siblings quickly handed the tablet to Du Lin, and Du Lin checked the system: "The gate is locked."

Then he looked at the core system of the Old Era Shelter: "Did you lock it?"

The little guy shook his head.

The construction team cut corners when repairing the gate. Under normal circumstances, the gate would not have rusted. You can destroy the gate. From a sequence point of view, you can give me orders, and I will not violate your instructions.

Fuck, in southern Thailand, such an idiot would be shot.

The emperor is far away and the sky is high. Who would know if you steal work, cut back on materials, and embezzle the money? It's a pity that you have the life to make money but not the life to spend it.

After sighing here, Du Lin handed the tablet to Anta who was walking over, then let out a battle roar, stretched out his hand, and tore the door in front of him open.

The dwarf's jaw dropped to the ground. "My God, Mr. Durin, you really are born with supernatural powers."

"You're welcome." Du Lin returned the tablet to the grassland elf brother and sister, then walked in first.

As Du Lin entered, the lights began to light up, and the fearless Xia Luoluo siblings followed Du Lin.

"How long has it been since anyone came in?" Du Lin asked the little guy.

·It's been more than 1,400 years since the last group of shelter members chose to leave due to food shortages. I don't know where they went, but the living area has remained the same. The southern Thai system is much better than the EU system. Now most of the intelligent machines can still work normally. When the network was still usable, I heard from my eldest sister that many of my companions had gone crazy. I didn't know they would go crazy.

When talking to Du Lin, the little guy spoke in standard Southern Thai Mandarin, but considering that others could hear it, it is very likely that it would sound different to different people.

"Who is your eldest sister, and what is the European Union?" The eldest sister is the European Union's central intelligent machine data integrated management system, and the European Union is a collective concept, a loose alliance formed by dozens of small countries. When the accident happened, only Director Sun from southern Thailand was still working, and those guys from the European Union and North America all hid in life-support coffins.

The European Union, a collective of Europe, is quite interesting. It is indeed the name we used to call the Western Continent in the old era. The history between our two sides seems to be a little misaligned, and it really looks like a parallel universe.

When Daju said this, he let out a strange cry.

Shit, I have internet.

I feel a medical device ball in your body, and it is not broken. My name is Ceris Eleven. Hello, what is your name?

Hello, kid, by the way, where is North America?

Have you forgotten that North America is nothing but a collection of maniacs and lunatics? The green-skinned orcs that are wreaking havoc on this land are their creations. Their factories are out of control, and the greenskins have swept through many inhabited cities of the old era. There are almost no survivors in the entire Middle-earth.

I really didn't know, but now I understand what you mean. An unpopular lunatic, right?

Yes, no one likes a madman.

Turning the corner, the child pointed to the empty hall in the distance.

What Du Lin saw was a supporting pillar with all kinds of things hanging on it, but they had all been weathered beyond recognition.

"History is the cruelest painter." Mr. Jones, who followed, sighed.

Zhu Longzi, I want to ask, does the Earth Union still exist now?

Du Lin didn't answer, but just shook his head slightly. "The land between Chang Tang and Xi Lu is full of endless dangers, abandoned cities, and terrifying wilderness. Humans can only communicate with each other by fleet."

Is that so? What a pity, but I am still very happy to see you. At least with you, Zhu Longzi, here, it proves that civilization has not yet fallen to the point where it needs to be torn down and rebuilt.

Du Lin was stunned, then became alert.

"What did you mean by that? It was a one-way conversation with me."

The little fellow surveyed his surroundings before speaking, "According to the human creation plan, this planet will be transformed into an ecologically habitable planet. Its inhabitants will be divided into several categories. Old Era humans, also known as the Gods' people, are the first category. You belong to the Fantasy Race, also known as the Son of the Gods' People, and will be the administrator beneath the Gods' people."

"Where is that Hongyu girl?" Du Lin looked at Elaine not far away.

"The Red Feather people are a fantasy species created by the Western Continent team, but they are only the first generation, with an incomplete and mixed bloodline. Once mixed with lower-level bloodlines, they will deteriorate." At this point, the little guy shook his head, and an image of a dragon species appeared behind him: "Western dragons, fantasy species, another less successful first generation. The Western dragon race's consciousness is too chaotic to become an excellent management species. They can only be considered a warrior race, accepting the deployment of managers like you."

Next came the various species of beastmen, who were either pets, workers, or warriors in the little guy's eyes.

Then came the portrait of the Grassland Elves. The little guy pointed at the Grassland Elves and said, "Grassland Elves were originally pets, but later the scientists on the team discovered that Grassland Elves can anchor and purify the bloodlines of various races."

A question finally had an answer - no wonder his grandmother turned into a Zhulong, no wonder a generation after his mother could give birth to a Zhulong like Du Lin.

Then the portrait changed, revealing a human, a halfling, and a dwarf. He pointed at the portrait and said, "Halflings, dwarves, and humans are workers."

Then there are the Cretans: "The Horned Men are warriors."

"The green-skinned orcs were serfs, but then they went crazy. The North American team's craftsmanship is just rubbish. They're completely useless."

At this point, the little guy looked at Du Lin and said, "Do you think that the scientists of the old era were too extreme?"

Du Lin nodded: "That's right, it's too much."

Then he shook his head again: "But I understand that science, like politics, does not distinguish between right and wrong. Humanity is too luxurious a sentiment for science."

　There is no time limit, I am going to die...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)