Lord Yunzhong in Douluo

Chapter 459 God Machine Camp

Traveling through the Shenji camp, the crisp sound of iron forging and the sound of quenching are symphonic one after another.

This floor is the place responsible for forging armor, spears, halberds and swords. Zhu Zhuqing followed behind the teacher, seeing his non-stop pace, feeling puzzled.

The teacher came here, what exactly do you want to see?

Glancing at the observer who followed them silently, Zhu Zhuqing didn't immediately ask the teacher what he thought.

The observer who followed them was actually a worker in Shenji Camp who was a product quality inspector.

There is a written rule in the Shenji Camp, that is, when all non-factory personnel visit the factory, they must be accompanied by a worker who knows the factory very well.

This is not only to prevent those with malicious intentions from being able to spy on the important information of the Wuhun Temple without the eyes of the public, but also to reduce the occurrence of injuries or even deaths caused by visitors who do not understand the dangers inside the factory.

Forging ironware and assembling various equipment requires not only a craftsman, but also supporting construction equipment and a power system to support its operation.

If you touch it arbitrarily because you don't understand it or because you are extremely confident in your own strength, it is very likely to hurt yourself.

Of course, for Wuhundian, if he was injured just because of his death, it is okay to say, if it affects or even destroys the equipment in the factory or even injures the craftsmen, that is the most serious thing.

Therefore, the equipment and escort of the observers are just to remind the visitors not to act rashly before passing by dangerous equipment or dying. In addition, they will not interfere too much with the behavior of the visitors.

Unless you plan to go to other areas of the Shenji Camp that are not authorized for you to pass on the permit.

The license in Zhu Zhuqing's hand, in addition to the license on the first floor of Shenjiying, there is also a negative floor.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't know anything about the lower level of the Shenji Camp. She even didn't know much about the internal structure of the Shenji Camp. Like many members of other forces on the mainland, she only knew that there were It's just a place.

Wuhundian's control over the Shenji Battalion has always been very strict.

Passing by a closed closed room suspended by several thick and twisted ropes made of unknown material, the mechanical sound of gears turning made Zhu Zhuqing, who was born in the noble family of Xingluo, couldn't help but look sideways.

"Crack."

With a soft sound, the closed single room full of mechanical feeling rotated with the pulling gear of the suspension rope, then slowly rose, submerged into the ceiling of the first floor, and quickly disappeared.

"Zhuqing, keep going forward, we won't take this hanging ladder."

Fan Yun glanced at the moving ladder, then patted Zhu Zhuqing on the shoulder, and continued to follow the route Hu Liena told him yesterday.

After passing the hanging ladder, Fan Yun and his party encountered more interrogations as they continued to move forward. Plain armor guards with swords on their waists were stationed in the area behind, constantly interrogating the identities of Fan Yun and Zhu Zhuqing. The observer following them also changed without knowing it.

After the last round of interrogation, Fan Yun picked up the big cat that kept looking left and right and wagging its tail in surprise from time to time, and opened a door.

From the outside, there is nothing special or unusual about this door. It is just an ordinary door, which has a distinct difference from the iron door not far away that is covered with iron locks and guarded by five guards with knives. Compared.

After Fan Yun nodded to the guards outside the iron gate, he hugged the big cat and led Zhu Zhuqing and the observer into the room.

After entering the room, Fan Yun observed the furnishings and space.

The area of ​​this room is still quite large, Fan Yun estimates that it is no less than forty square meters, but there are only a few wooden boxes in it, stacked together casually.

After Zhu Zhuqing entered this room, the doubts in his heart never eased. Why did his teacher bring him into this seemingly empty room?
Then, she watched her teacher search around for a while, and finally looked at the silent observer who followed them:
"Excuse me."

The observer didn't say much, just nodded lightly, then walked to a corner of the room, opened a hidden compartment along a very small gap, and finally exposed a double-handled handle.

As the observer finished pulling the handle, the sound of gears turning and mechanical operation began to sound, the room shook, and then began to slowly descend.

Feeling the whereabouts of the room, Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously bent his legs, lowered his center of gravity, and stretched out his hand towards Fan Yun trying to grab his teacher.

Then she discovered that the teacher and another observer didn't seem to have any special performance about this, and it seemed that the whereabouts of the room should be just a normal phenomenon.

"Crack."

With the sound of the mechanism being settled, the falling of the room stopped.

"Thank you." Fan Yun nodded to the silent observer to express his gratitude, then remembered the hidden position of the handle, and twisted the handle of the door with the big cat in his arms.

As soon as the door opened, the fiery air was like a crazy mob, grabbing the opening and ramming head-on, striking hard to drive away the normal-temperature air brought from the upper floor.

The hot air made Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover his face, closed his eyes, and it took a second or two to get used to it.

After opening his eyes again, Zhu Zhuqing finally understood what the so-called negative floor the teacher wanted to visit was.

They are now on a high platform, behind them is the room with the hanging ladder above, and below is the secret that the Wuhun Palace has hidden underground for these years.

Underneath the Shenji camp, there is a huge crypt space. Dozens of workers wearing only shorts, white scarves on their heads, and sweaty upper bodies are brandishing hammers in their hands, beating on their respective iron tools.

In addition to the hammer-wielding workers, there are more than a dozen technicians with special lenses in their eye sockets operating a huge machine tool composed of countless iron bars and gears.

On the edge of the crypt outside the crowd, there is a canal that flows around the crypt with cold air.

As an assassin of the agility department, Zhu Zhuqing's eyesight has always been very good, and his ability to observe the surrounding environment is also very outstanding.

As she observed the surrounding environment, some sporadic parts that had been manufactured and the few assembled finished products still made her pupils dilate a little.

This...seems to be where those firearms are made!
After stepping down the stairs, Fan Yun walked to the "ground" where the workers were, and the extremely arrogant heat disappeared. The chill released by the water channel resisted the heat from the bottom layer, and drove them to the exhaust holes above, leaving The bottom is still comfortable and cool.

"Zhuqing, here we are. What I want to see is here."

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(End of this chapter)