Wasteland Code Survival

Although Qi Lin has figured out the rules of the game, and also knows how to crack this chess game, how does an old saying say?

"The ideal is full, realistic and skinny."

After a single operation, the last six chess pieces are still left on the chessboard. These six chess pieces are like six isolated islands facing each other in the ocean. They are not even bordered by each other. In other words, Qi Lin It is no longer possible to make any of these chess pieces move one more step.

"Failed to crack."

These words appeared on the chessboard, and then the chessboard returned to its original appearance.

The remaining time shown on the projection is one hour and forty minutes. Qi Lin casually wiped off a drop of sweat falling from the temple to the chin, took a deep breath, and held a chess piece again...

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The second failure, there are four pieces left on the board, and one hour and twenty-two minutes are left...

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The third failure, there are two pieces left on the board, and fifty-six minutes remaining...

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When the remaining time was less than 30 minutes, Qi Lin had to shrink his body into a ball, because the walls and ceiling had compressed the space into a cube with a side length of less than one meter. As for that The two sniper rifles were blindly dismantled into a pile of primitive parts by Qi Lin with both hands when thinking about the chess game - otherwise, the long barrel would have long been crushed by this shrinking space.

Twenty-two chess pieces remained on the chessboard, but they were divided into two distinct "two continents", and the ocean blocking each other was seven squares away.

Qi Lin understands that if this continues, the two "continents" will eventually become two inaccessible "islands", just like the last failure, only to constantly use other chess pieces as a springboard to make these two pieces As the "mainland" is constantly decreasing, slowly approaching, can there be only one chess piece left...

Qi Lin's brain started to run frantically, calculating the next route after each move, and the ceiling of the tunnel was lowered and lowered. The back of his head and the back of his neck were already attached, and Qi Lin's elbow was You must be close to your waist, arms crossed in front of your chest, and laboriously use two fingers to move the virtual chess pieces...

... There are still eighteen minutes left, and Qi Lin's body has been compressed to a limit. He can even hear the bones of his whole body making a toothy "creak"...

As the remaining chess pieces become less and less, the situation becomes clearer and clearer, and Qi Lin's speed of moving his pieces is getting faster and faster—but there are limits to the speed at which the facilities and virtual projections that receive Qi Lin’s physical movements can change Yes, if it is a realistic chess game, one second, with Qi Lin's speed and reaction, can move a dozen pieces in an instant, but here, he must always maintain a constant speed that is neither fast nor slow...

"And... the last... step..."

Finally, when one of the last two chess pieces was crossed and eliminated by the other, the shrinking space finally stopped. Then, they retreated in their respective directions at a rapid speed, less than ten seconds. The bell, the metal corridor restored to its original appearance.

But now Qi Lin, when he looks at the metal walls on both sides, he is full of precautions—the ghost knows what tricks are waiting for him after he has cracked this game...

"Successfully cracked, you have obtained the most basic [visitor] permission of 404 base."

The long-lost mechanical sound sounded again, and the metal wall that had blocked the road before shrank in a blink of an eye, and the dazzling red light in the tunnel turned back to its original blue.

"Is this... a pass?"

Qi Lin took a long sip and moved the aching bones all over his body--just a second or three minutes later,

"Bone Nightmare's genetic ability doesn't come with bone reduction surgery. It's really a bad review..."

Picking up the gun parts and modules scattered on the ground, Qi Lin assembled the Gauss sniper rifle and the PSG-1 again, and returned to his back.

"Hey, by the way, you can always tell me now, what the hell this place is!" Qi Lin shouted to the ceiling, saying that this is an arsenal, Qi Lin wouldn't believe it if he was killed.

The way to enter the door is actually to play chess. If you fail to pass, you will be pressed into meat sauce. This 404 base gives Qi Lin the first impression that it is full of evil taste and quite unreliable.

"Sorry, your permission is only'visitor'. Your question involves the confidentiality of the 404 base, so it cannot be answered." The mechanical voice reacted to Qi Lin's answer for the first time, but it remained the same for Qi Lin's question. There is no answer.

According to the meaning of this AI system, the visitor's permission should be limited to staying inside the 404 base, or to put it a bit more ugly, but not treating Qi Lin as an illegal intruder to kill the minimum... As for others and the base Qi Lin has no right to know the relevant content.

"Then...Is there anyone alive in the 404 base?" Qi Lin thought for a while, and changed the way of asking questions. If there are still "living people" in the base, that is, NPCs, it would be better than the incommunicable rigidity. AI.

"After testing, you are the only human with signs of life in the base."

"..." In other words, this is an empty base?

"Can you open the airtight door?"

"A denial is required. The'visitor' permission is limited to access to the base and does not include the right to leave the base."

"...Fuck." After hearing the AI's answer, Qi Lin was almost pissed to death. Visitors could only visit but could not leave. What kind of gangster logic is this?

Is a 404 base a prison?But the prison will not detain people who come to visit, right?

Communicating with this irritating AI, obviously there will be no results. Since he can't leave, Qi Lin still intends to step out of the tunnel first to see what the 404 base looks like.

AI refuses to tell itself the role of this base, so can it not be enough to see with its eyes?

With this thought in mind, Qi Lin quickly walked out of the tunnel and turned around the corner——

"……what is this?!"

What appeared in front of Qi Lin was not so much an abandoned underground base, as it was a tragic battlefield!

This is an extremely huge underground space, with various buildings full of sci-fi style lined up, and it is a futuristic city in the underground-but this city has been completely destroyed by fierce fighting.

At the end of the tunnel, there is a square of tens of thousands of square meters. The metal floor of the square is full of human bones and scrapped power armor. A rough estimate is that the people who died in this square are just There are at least two to thirty thousand people...

"Gudong."

Qi Lin took a sip of water and walked to the power armor closest to him. This is a T-46 power armor. This type of power armor is considered to be a very early type. It is the first generation of the U.S. Army. The improved version of the power armor T-45 has great sales in the military and civilian markets.

And in the chest of this T-45 power armor, there is a hole with a diameter of more than ten centimeters, which penetrates back and forth, and the cut is very smooth-in Qi Lin's memory, there is no weapon at all. , Will cause such a weird destructive effect.

At a little further away, the other power armor was scorched and black, as if it had been burnt by flames, but on the metal floor below it, there was no trace of burnt...

"Here...what the hell...what happened...?"