Life Dungeon Game

Meanwhile, in front of the cliff face of the cave where He Ao had entered.

Several figures emerged from the woods, and the one at the end looked at the cliff face full of caves and asked, "Is this the place?"

The leading figure glanced at the cliff face, noting the man-made traces. "The Wang family garden, the secret artificial structures, and the workers recorded as having 'accidentally died'—all these conditions match the omens. This must be the place."

"That dog, Ruonati, really hid this secret thing very well."

One of the people in the crowd couldn't help but sigh.

"We don't know what other tricks he had up his sleeve, but now that he's dead, he shouldn't be able to cause any more trouble."

The leader looked behind him and asked, "Is the excavator ready?"

"They're coming right away,"

The figure at the end replied, "At most, half an hour more."

“No matter how complex and sturdy the fortress he built was,” the man who had just remarked laughed, “it was just a mud wall that would crumble at the slightest touch in the face of powerful mechanical tools.”

"May it be so, may the gods bless us."

The leader nodded. "This place is hard to find. There's no internet around. Leave one person here to guard it. The rest of you come with me to get the machine."

"Yes."

The group disappeared back into the forest.

This is a super long chapter combining two chapters; I'm asking for votes at the end of the month.

Chapter 610 Hidden Object? (Mega Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

"Your eyesight seems a little blurry?"

He glanced at the two cameras on the ceiling, then looked down to examine the connection lines to the server.

He held a somewhat hollowed-out rock in his hand, about the same size and shape as the central processing unit. He had dug this rock out from the outside passage after roughly estimating the weight of the central processing unit.

Using his hypermemory and the exquisite sensory abilities of this extraordinary body, he essentially memorized the weight of the central processing unit completely, and then created a 'replacement' with minimal weight deviation.

According to 8753, if He's weight control is indeed as He's described, then in the case of a perfect replacement, the sensor alarm device below the central processing unit will not be triggered.

"Yes,"

8753 began to answer He Ao's question, "The previous human sir found these two old thermal cameras for 8753. Their resolution only allows 8753 to roughly identify the shape of humans, but cannot determine your specific appearance."

"So it's okay if this thing is useless?"

He Ao reached out and touched a connector. "This should be the camera cable."

Then, without any hesitation, he pulled the wire.

"Alert! External camera has been removed. Please install a new image recognition device immediately."

An alarm with a hissing sound came from the loudspeaker of the 8753 machine.

He continued searching for other routes.

At this moment, 8753 suddenly spoke up.

"Your Excellency, if you wish to remove the 8753's host and storage chips, you will need to prepare a sufficient number of high-performance batteries. As you can see, there are a large number of batteries behind the server. The miniature quantum computer consumes a lot of power when it is running. If there is not enough power supply, the usage time of the miniature quantum computer will be greatly shortened."

He Ao raised his head, following the prompt from 8753, and looked past the gap between the servers towards the back of the server.

Behind this entire wall of running servers are massive lithium battery packs stacked densely, stretching to an unknown depth.

Numerous liquid-cooled pipes run between these lithium batteries to remove the heat generated during battery operation.

These batteries power the entire server cluster and the miniature quantum computer.

How long will these batteries last you?

He Ao lowered his head and continued to organize the lines.

"About a month, Your Excellency."

8753 replied.

"I see."

He Ao nodded, his hand resting on the central processing unit's interface. "I'm going to unplug it. Will it trigger an alarm?"

"No, Your Excellency, there is absolutely no problem with 8753 and the server program it is running. After you disconnect the line, the server group will still maintain normal redundant operation for forty-five minutes, and there will be no physical changes."

8753 explained.

In other words, if there are any physical sensors attached to the server, no alarm will be triggered when the data cable is unplugged.

"it is good."

He reached out and pulled out the wires, including the ones from the ruins.

He rolled up part of it and put it in his pocket.

The screen of 8753 flickered one last time before going dark.

Then He Ao slowly moved the central processing unit and pressed the rock in his hand against the moving central processing unit, gently pressing it onto the sensor.

This movement requires a very high level of control over the body's strength.

He must hold up the two objects so that the total pressure exerted on the sensor by the two objects pressing on it simultaneously remains the same as the pressure exerted on the sensor by the single central processing unit.

Throughout the process, the pressure cannot fluctuate significantly; even a slight deviation will trigger the sensor.

He Ao calmed himself down, activated his super memory, and accurately mobilized the power within his body to his hands, moving the two objects little by little.

At the same time, his consciousness also spread into the sensor.

It ensures that if a malfunction causes the sensor to be triggered, it can immediately protect the central processing unit and do its best to protect it.

Time ticked by, and He Ao moved quickly. Fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead. Several times, his divine sense could detect that the sensor was on the verge of triggering, but in the end, he managed to prevent it from triggering by finely adjusting his strength.

Finally, around the seventh second, the central processing unit was completely removed, and in its place was the polished rock.

He Ao looked at the central processing unit in his hand, wiped the sweat from his face, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he picked up another square rock from the ground, which was also prepared in advance to replace the storage chip.

Having learned from his first experience, He Ao's movements became much more skillful. This time, he replaced the rock with a storage chip in just three seconds.

Finally, He looked at the old-fashioned monitor with a microphone and speakers, which had no sensors around it.

The boss probably thought that no one would be interested in this monitor.

Based on the performance of the 8753, this monitor has very poor display resolution and is black and white, only capable of displaying simple text information.

He held the central processing unit and storage chips in his hands, looking at the densely packed server clusters still running behind him.

From the time He Ao entered the room, including the time he spent communicating with 8753 and polishing the rock, only about seventeen minutes had passed.

Judging from the previous countdown, there should still be at least one hour and thirty-six minutes before the explosives detonate normally, but the boss most likely also installed sensing devices on these servers behind him.

In other words, the time it takes for these servers to stop running after 45 minutes is the time it takes for the explosives to detonate.

However, none of this has anything to do with He Ao anymore.

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A deafening whistle echoed from the void.

A huge mechanical vehicle emerged from the void and filled the small space in an instant.

Then the mechanical front of the vehicle quickly disappeared into the void on the other side, and the entire vehicle moved forward rapidly, stopping in front of He Ao through a narrow door.

The 'tunnel' that the Verola travels through is not in this world, so it can ignore everything.

It hinders direct access to the destination.

There is only one condition that restricts its passage: the controller of the Verola must be able to construct the specific scene of the destination in his mind.

The Verola could not reach places that even the controllers had never been.

Of course, it is very difficult to construct a detailed scene in one's mind; it is almost impossible for human memory to be completely free of errors.

If the constructed scenario becomes blurry or incorrect, the Verola will arrive at some unpredictable location.

However, this limitation does not apply to He Ao; with his hyperthymesia, he can recreate any scene.

Therefore, for Heo, the Verola can reach any place he has been on this planet.

He even controlled the exact position of the Verola's appearance with perfect precision.

For example, this cramped space is just enough for the Verola to place a small section of its vehicle. If there is even a slight deviation in the entry and exit positions, the surrounding sensors will be hit by the Verola, and the bomb will immediately explode.

The narrow car door slowly opened, and He Ao, holding the central processing unit and storage chip, then picked up the large monitor and stepped inside the car.

The car door is closed.

The old-fashioned car continued to drive into the void.

Inside the car, He Ao held the central processing unit and monitor, glancing around.

The carriage he is in now is the same sleeper carriage he entered when he first boarded the Verola.

He did not obtain detailed information about this compartment from the Verola. The only information he gained after taking control of the Verola was how to drive it.

The specific function of each carriage could only be determined by his own observation and speculation.

There are seven compartments in this carriage. The first six compartments are normal, with normal beds, wardrobes, and storage cabinets.

The last compartment, which is also the seventh compartment, contains a vortex. Anyone thrown directly into the vortex will be completely 'killed' by the Verola.

He Ao walked to the front of the first cubicle.

Upon his arrival, the cubicle door opened automatically.

Although He Ao did not obtain information on the use of most of the carriages and props on the Verola, he did obtain the highest level of access to the vehicle and could open and close the door as he pleased.

His current situation is somewhat like someone who has never used a smartphone before getting a brand new one.

Although the phone belonged to him, the instruction manual only told him how to unlock it and make calls; he had to figure out the other functions himself.

The room is simply decorated with a wardrobe, a storage shelf, and a bed.

On the bed at that moment, there was a jumble of metal wires, several silver bases of different sizes stacked together, a blue cylindrical object inserted into a silver base, and several rolls of new cables of different sizes.