Life Dungeon Game

In fact, this ring is composed of blocks that are not exactly the same shape, and some blocks even have a dark viewing window.

This 'metal ring' is actually the 'cabin' where the spacecraft crew lived.

There is actually more than one of these ring-shaped chambers with a diameter of nearly two kilometers. When He Ao looks up, he can see three ring-shaped chambers arranged in sequence and slowly rotating.

Two counterclockwise, one clockwise.

To be precise, there are four circular compartments, because the area where He Ao and his group are currently located should itself be a circular compartment.

A clockwise rotating circular compartment.

"So that's where the 'gravity' beneath our feet comes from?"

Standing next to He Ao, Zhang Yusi looked at the magnificent rotating circular cabin.

These circular chambers rotate at a constant speed, and the centrifugal force generated by the rotation is just similar to the gravity of the main world. Therefore, after entering this spaceship, they can walk steadily on the ground without being suspended due to weightlessness.

In fact, it was precisely this normal 'gravity' that made Zhang Yusi skeptical about whether this place was really a spaceship.

Now, this question has finally been answered.

He Ao stood in front of the viewing window, gazing at the constantly rotating circular cabin outside.

This is the Navigator, a colossal vessel consisting of a spindle-shaped central axis and several enormous circular compartments.

Only such a colossal object could support the crew's long-term life in space.

This is a spaceship that, once it sets off, is destined to travel deeper into deep space.

It may not even have made preparations to return.

That's why it's called the Navigator.

Always ahead.

The name "Navigator" is actually quite interesting; it refers to someone who guides the course.

Whose course will it guide?

This spaceship shares the same origin as the ruins, so perhaps this spaceship is the one that guides the direction of the ruins.

So, where are they going?

If the ancient civilization truly originated from the original Federation of the dungeon world, then why did they set off?

Judging from the current state of the dungeon world, it hasn't reached a point where it's completely uninhabitable.

To what extent.

Moreover, it is easy to detect a detail in the Federation’s public history that has never been explicitly stated in any of the Federation’s historical records: the original Federation was not established in the Second District, where the current Federation is located.

First came District 1. The people of District 1 established the original Federation. Then they spread their achievements, organizing people in other regions in turn, ending the Great Cataclysm era and ushering in the era of the original Federation.

The founders of Dawn City were not people living on the land of Dawn City, but 'visitors' who came from afar.

The original Federation was destroyed by a great storm. The sudden storm cut off the shipping routes, completely isolating the Second District from the other districts. Only after that did the current Federation come into being.

However, the powerful storm did not have a significant impact on the land, at least not on the land in Zone 2.

So, we come back to the original question: why did those people in the ruins set sail?

What exactly happened along the way that led to the destruction of the entire ancient civilization?

Why would the main world have a relationship with ruins?

He Ao slowly pulled himself out of his thoughts.

Clearly, the knowledge and information he currently possesses are insufficient to solve these problems.

He stared at the center of the entire spaceship, at that huge, spindle-shaped 'axis,' and for some reason, he felt there was something there.

After a moment of thought, he activated his super memory and looked at the spindle-shaped axis.

boom--

A violent and chaotic torrent exploded in his mind in an instant, the chaotic and twisting sounds of mechanical friction and the sticky, writhing sounds of flesh and blood mixed together and echoed in his mind.

I saw something I shouldn't have seen again, but it's still within my tolerance level.

He Ao continued to stare at the spindle-shaped central axis, which, in Chao Yi's vision, was shrouded in a thin layer of gray shadow.

The shadow contracted and expanded rhythmically, like the even breathing of a sleeping person.

Following the gray shadow, He Ao could vaguely see some kind of invisible connection hidden deep within the shadow, disappearing into time and space, leading to the infinite distance.

The moment he discovered this connection, the sound that had been surging and rolling in his mind like ocean waves suddenly roared, as if a raging fire was burning on the seabed, boiling the entire ocean.

Endless, insane ramblings rampaged through He Ao's brain. For a moment, He Ao felt his brain swell up like an inflated balloon, only to be squeezed back down by his skull.

A violent wave of dizziness washed over him.

At the same time, the gray shadow that had been rhythmically 'breathing' suddenly expanded, as if it was about to become 'active'.

At that very moment, He Ao deactivated his super memory and withdrew his gaze.

He touched the area between his nose and upper lip with the back of his hand, and bright red blood stained the back of his hand.

Nosebleed.

Even with his strong physique, he couldn't withstand that impact just now.

He pulled a tissue from his pocket and wiped the blood from his nose.

"Which department?"

At this moment, Zhang Yusi also noticed He Ao's actions. She looked at He Ao with some worry and some doubt.

"fine,"

He Ao put away the tissues. "It's just a minor, expected problem."

He must have just seen a 'trace' left by a god, and thus became involved with that god's power.

He's actually quite experienced in dealing with these kinds of things. As long as it's not in front of his close friends, this kind of contact with scraps will at most cause him a nosebleed, but won't cause any major harm.

The strongest force in the recent impact was actually the corrupted babbling, but these babblings were still within Heo's tolerance range.

As for the attack that spilled over into his physical body, it was merely a portion of his overflowing spiritual energy. Although it impacted his body, it did not cause him significant harm.

Zhang Yusi watched He Ao's actions. Although she was still a little worried, she didn't ask any more questions since He Ao had said so.

She looked up at the huge, spindle-shaped central axis outside the window, as if the problem arose after He Bu saw that.

But in her view, it was just a stunningly huge metal building, with nothing particularly unusual about it.

As Zhang Yusi looked up at the spindle-shaped central axis, He Ao turned his gaze back to what was behind him.

That spindle-shaped central axis must have something special about it. The mist covering the entire central axis, as well as the traces left by the gods, may mean that it is the core that caused the ship's mutation.

We should try our best to go and take a look.

To reach that spindle-shaped central axis, one must find the passage connecting the central axis and the annular compartment.

This passage should exist.

Therefore, we still need to find a map that can mark this passage.

At this moment, He Ao was in a large hall, in which neatly arranged were metal boxes about the size of a person lying down.

These metal boxes all have a special design, mainly white, with sharp edges and a high-tech feel.

It is clear that the designers were trying to distinguish these metal boxes from 'coffins'.

At this moment, all of these densely packed metal boxes were opened, and bright lights shone on the dried bloodstains on the ground, making the whole scene look eerie and bizarre.

"What department are these?"

At this moment, Zhang Yusi also turned around. She couldn't see anything from that spindle-shaped central axis; it seemed to be beyond her comprehension.

"It should be some kind of hibernation pod."

He lifted his foot and walked through the gaps between the hibernation pods toward the other side of the hall.

The entire hall has a simple structure, with four neat metal walls.

He Ao is now in a wall with huge viewing windows. On the walls to his left and right, there is a door, and the inside of each door is pitch black, so he cannot see what lies in the depths.

They had just entered through the door on the left, where a flesh spider's 'nest' was hidden in the darkness.

As for the door on the right,

He Ao turned his head to look at the dark passage, then slowly looked away.

Directly opposite him was a wall inlaid with display screens, which seemed to have been used to display certain statuses.

At this moment, most of these screens are damaged, and even those that are intact are completely black.

However, theoretically speaking, if there is a screen and a display, there must be a device that can output the display, and there should also be a host in this hall.

Zhang Yusi also realized this, and she followed behind He Ao.

The two figures quickly passed through the neatly arranged hibernation pods.

Under normal circumstances, these hibernation pods, illuminated by bright lights and equipped with flashing displays, should appear to be full of high-tech features.

But in this silence amidst the bloodshed, each of those opened, silent hibernation pods truly resembled an open 'coffin'.

A soft glow streamed in through the huge viewing windows, making the hall resemble a small 'graveyard' floating in the boundless universe.

Bright yet desolate.

The two moved quickly and soon arrived at the other end of the hall.

The location of the main unit was easy to find, because the metal door that concealed it was completely open. The door hinge was broken, and the entire metal door looked like a piece of paper torn in half, drooping limply.

He Ao walked to the door and squatted down.

The door isn't very big, about fifty centimeters wide and seventy centimeters high.

Looking in from the outside, the first thing that catches the eye is a series of broken power lines.

The wires had clean cuts, as if they had been severed with some kind of sharp blade.

The person who destroyed this host must know a little about computers, as the wires he cut appeared to be critical data lines.

He Ao turned on his flashlight and carefully examined the inside of the entire main unit.

This is a large engineering host, with densely packed block-shaped motherboard modules and central processing unit modules embedded on the motherboard modules.