Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

What truly made him hesitate was not the base on the moon itself, but the possible connections behind it.

A Type III civilization wouldn't leave a monitoring station on the edge of the solar system for no reason, nor would the Illuminati acquire technological gifts far ahead of their time out of thin air.

He couldn't yet predict what kind of chain reaction would be triggered by contacting that base.

If that base has an automatic defense mechanism or some kind of pre-set remote activation program, once it is accidentally triggered, billions of people on Earth may suffer annihilation!

Lin Mo leaned back in his chair, tapped his fingers on the edge of the table for a while, and stared at the blurry 3D reconstruction of the far side of the moon on the screen.

After a moment, he made a decision.

"Let's try it with World Two first."

Since it's a parallel world, everything that exists in the main world should also exist in the second world!

Moreover, World Two is a post-apocalyptic world of heatwaves, with a sparse population and most of the ground abandoned. Human survivors are concentrated in a few large shelters.

If the lunar base has a defense response mechanism or some kind of pre-set trigger alarm, activating it in that world first would at least reduce the number of deaths.

He then set off for World Two.

Upon arrival, he first transferred Tang Yuyan and the others to World Number One.

As for Chang'e, she was allowed to stay.

With her cultivation level at the half-step saint level, even if there were any pre-prepared attack methods in the lunar base of World Two, she could immediately deploy a large-scale spiritual energy barrier to protect the survivor camps and important facilities on the surface.

Are you sure you want to go?

Chang'e held the white rabbit, turned her head to look at him, and had an alluring smile on her lips.

"Going to take a look won't hurt."

Lin Mo smiled.

"If you can't beat them, can't you at least run away?"

"Okay, if there's any danger, I'll do my best to protect you!"

"good!"

Chang'e took Lin Mo's hand, looked up at the grayish-white full moon on the distant horizon, and with a thought, her figure disappeared from the spot. When she reappeared, she was already high in the sky above the clouds, with the thin atmosphere and the gradually receding surface of World Two beneath her feet, and in front of her was the quiet and silent moon.

A few breaths later, the two passed through the void between the Earth and the Moon, hovering above the large gray-white sphere that always faced away from the blue star.

Chang'e's divine consciousness spread out like a tide, silently covering the entire moon.

She had lived on this gray planet for tens of thousands of years, and every shadow of every crater and every fold of every lunar maria was as familiar to her as the lines on her palm.

The divine sense swept across the Tranquil Sea, the Clear Sea, the Abundant Sea, and the Stormy Ocean, passing over those names that had been marked countless times by human detectors, and then delving into those corners that had never been illuminated by any spectrometer.

After a moment, she withdrew her divine sense, turned her head and said to Lin Mo:

"Found it."

In a crater valley on the far side of the moon, on the northern side, there is no sign of intelligent life; it has been empty for a long time.

The outer shell is alive and still moving, but there is no living thing inside.

Lin Mo was slightly taken aback:

"No living creatures? Isn't this a level three civilization base?"

Chang'e shook her head:

"There are signs that it has been inhabited, but there haven't been any living things inside for some time. The equipment here should be operating autonomously."

During this period, Chang'e also learned a lot of modern knowledge through the main brain.

She was particularly inspired by films and television shows from island nations and had been looking forward to putting them into practice.

Lin Mo was silent for two seconds, feeling both surprised and somewhat convinced that it could be explained.

If there are indeed people living or on duty in this base, then the strange phenomenon of taking out the Bagua Furnace from the seabed should have been observed by the other party, and there would have been no way they would have not reacted.

The two flew low along the lunar surface, passing through several low crater ridges, when suddenly an unusual depression appeared in the terrain ahead.

It was a valley partially obscured by a giant meteorite crater. The rock walls on both sides of the valley entrance had obvious, unnatural cutting marks, so smooth that they looked as if they had been melted and cut out in one go by some high-temperature tool. Even after a long period of time, the edges had not been eroded away by the impact of micrometeorites.

Chang'e landed first on a raised rock platform, followed closely by Lin Mo.

The moon dust beneath my feet was exceptionally fine, making almost no sound when I stepped on it, as if it had been repeatedly crushed countless times.

The base was located at the deepest part of the valley, half-embedded in the rock mass, with only an arched dome and a tightly closed, unidentified metal door visible.

The door panel is made of dark gray material with a very thin, sparse layer on the surface, like some kind of self-cleaning coating, which still shines with a cold light even in very low light.

There is no handle, no keyhole, and no common mechanical opening device in the center of the door. There is only a row of fine, light-reflecting grooves forming a concentric circle pattern on the door surface.

Lin Mo tried to reach out and touch it. As soon as his fingertips touched the cool surface, the grooves on the door lit up with a pale blue light, as if they had been awakened.

But it wasn't turned on.

Seeing this, Lin Mo took a half step back and gave Chang'e a look.

Chang'e took out a long sword and slashed it, the sword energy cutting the door into pieces.

A long, dark passageway was revealed inside, its walls smooth as a mirror, with light streaming down evenly from an invisible source overhead.

The two entered the passageway.

The air was dry and slightly warm, with a very faint low-frequency hum coming from deep within, like some kind of equipment continuously running.

At intervals along the walls on both sides of the passage, there is a semi-transparent touch panel with circles and crosses scrolling on it.

He looked over and saw that, with the help of the language encyclopedia, these unfamiliar symbols were automatically translated.

As Lin Mo walked and looked around, the further he went in, the more he could piece together the functional zoning structure of the base.

Energy core, communication array, data processing center, experimental area, sample bank, ecological observation room...

The layout is clear and the functions are well-defined.

Upon arriving at the main control room, Lin Mo found the system's log records on a main screen that occupied an entire wall.

After scanning a few lines, he began to read fluently.

His finger slowly slid across the touch area at the edge of the main screen, tracing back the timestamps of the log entries from recent to distant.

The first few dozen records were normal, nothing more than energy supply fluctuations, equipment self-test status, and external signal reception records, all within the scope of automatic operation.

But when he pushed the timeline back to a specific point, a bolded entry was abruptly inserted into the flowing log, its format and tone completely different from the entries before and after it.

That was a record of manually entered instructions.

Lin Mo's gaze lingered on those few lines of text for a long time.

The log clearly states that the instruction type is "biological environmental adaptability test," and the coordinates of the deployment location correspond to the surface of Earth.

The timing of its deployment coincided with the initial time of the outbreak of the second world apocalypse.

"Blue Planet is their testing ground."

Lin Mo frowned and muttered something under his breath.

"They were the ones who released the apocalyptic virus."

Chang'e nodded, but did not say anything.

The zombie virus seemed so-so to her; the cultivation world had many more powerful and malevolent poisons.