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Chapter 1078: The Deeper Layer of the City of Glory? (Long Chapter, Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket)

After a brief hesitation, Ruilin put down the machine gun, picked up the bronze sword in his hand, and smashed it hard at the glass.

The entire glass flipped over with a slight sound, but nothing happened.

She looked forward carefully and saw only a very tiny mark on the glass.

"Don't waste your energy, my handsome lady..."

A low, hoarse voice sounded at the end of the corridor, "This glass curtain wall has been blessed and reinforced. You think it is only a thin layer, but even if you and your friends use all your strength and smash it here for years or decades, you can't break this curtain wall."

Hearing the voice, Ruilin turned her head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

At the end of the corridor, a man wearing a white shirt and a black vest, like a 'waiter', slowly walked out from the light.

"I just heard an alarm,"

He looked up at Ruilin with a smile on his face. "This is the first time I've seen 'visitors' from the 'lower level'. Welcome to my workplace."

He raised his feet and approached the two people standing in front of the glass curtain wall step by step. "I know you must be wondering why there are no new 'pursuers' coming."

His voice was low, with a gentle but sharp smile, as if he was proudly preaching his own great achievements, and as if he was stating an objective fact.
"Because you have entered this 'visiting area', no one in this post station can enter this visiting area armed without my permission. After all, this is related to the food and clothing of everyone in this city."

"What do you want to do?"

Ruilin held the bronze sword and looked at him vigilantly.

"Don't be nervous, my dear guest,"

The waiter shrugged, then he turned his head to look at the blank wall opposite the glass curtain wall and said with a smile, "It just so happens that I am still short of two ornaments for this viewing area. You two just need to do me a small favor."

He approached step by step, his figure standing in the light, but it seemed to be gradually fading, and his hoarse voice echoed in the silent corridor.
“I just need two of you to drain your blood and remove your internal organs, so that I can have the opportunity to make two exquisite specimens.

"If you two really can't bear it,"

The deep voice instantly rang in Ruilin's ears, "I can do it for you two."

At this moment, Ruilin felt a cold breath approaching her, as if some sharp claws stretched out from the darkness, trying to cut open her body, drain her blood, and empty her internal organs.

The sharp claws touched her clothes almost instantly and were about to cut her body open.

The next second, the sharp claw seemed to sense something and immediately pulled back to dodge.

However, at this moment, the young man who had been standing next to him had already withdrawn his gaze from the surging machine.

The invisible sword blade fell into his hand, spun in the air, and then he flicked it casually.

All moving bodies stopped at this moment.

The waiter's figure, which seemed to be merging into the light, reappeared as a blurry shape at this moment. Blood instantly spurted out from his waist, and a sharp crack appeared across his body, splitting it in half.

His eyes widened and his body fell backwards, breaking into two parts.

He opened his mouth and looked at Howe, as if he had never expected that he would be killed so easily. He opened his mouth wide and shouted hoarsely, "You——"

Then he discovered that after He Ao swung the sword, his gaze did not linger on him, but turned around directly, placed his hand on the smooth glass curtain wall, and applied a little force.

boom--

With a crisp sound, the wide glass was instantly covered with cracks, and then shattered, exploding into crystal 'flying snow' that fell to the ground.

The waiter lying on the ground had his mouth wide open, but could no longer utter any words.

At this time, he watched He Ao turn around, walk to his side step by step, and under his final gaze, reached into his blood-stained clothes, fumbled around, found a long blue metal pillar, and looked at it carefully.

His eyes were wide open, watching all this, losing his last bit of hope.

An invisible ritual 'reclaimed' his body, causing the remains of his body to decay rapidly.

But He Ao had turned around and walked into the "factory" behind the glass curtain wall.

The huge pipe was still spewing out packaged food. He Ao walked over, put his hand on the edge of the pipe, and immersed some of his spiritual consciousness into it.

Almost at the moment when his spiritual consciousness was immersed, the distorted and polluted power was also transmitted to He Ao's mind.

This machine used to 'produce' food seems to be the creation of some kind of twisted force.

However, this level of pollution was no problem for He Ao. He sank the power of his spiritual consciousness deep into this "machine".

Although these machines carried ripples of pollution, their shapes vaguely showed the form of matter, which allowed He Ao to smoothly extend his spiritual consciousness inward along the matter inside the machine.

The external pipes and related structures were quickly "penetrated" by He Ao, and then, in a slightly broken space-time disturbance, He Ao's consciousness entered a more "open" area.

He seemed to have used these pipes to transmit his spiritual consciousness to the "lower level", and this open area was the "food factory" that was rumbling in the lower level.

In this way, Howe was able to observe this 'food factory' from another perspective, from the 'inside' of the machine.

Judging from some of the facilities that He Ao had roughly scanned with his spiritual sense, this food factory was actually "complete". Theoretically, it did not require any external intervention and could operate on its own and produce "food".

And those waste ports are actually connected to the raw material ports for secondary reproduction.

This entire food factory is actually a large "food production machine".

However, in actual operation, many parts of this machine's structure were severely contaminated and could no longer function normally.

Howe speculated that the 'food' produced from these heavily polluted parts might have strange properties and be completely inedible.

Therefore, those who are trying to "reuse" this food production machine came up with a solution, which is to shut down the seriously polluted parts and replace the mechanical parts with manual methods to carry out "production".

This high-speed fully automatic machine was turned into a semi-automatic and semi-manual machine.

Of course, in Howe's experience, this approach has another 'effect'.

Only the most polluting part of the structure was shut down. The other mechanical structures are actually still polluting, but the degree of pollution is not as high.

In fact, when this machine produces food, it will still carry a lot of pollution.

At this time, the 'lower-class residents' working in the 'food factories' can become a 'spiritual firewall'.

When they operate the "intermediate materials" generated by the machines, they can use their own bodies and souls to "absorb" some of the pollution, thereby achieving the effect of "partially" removing the pollution.

As a price to pay, these "residents" who have been in contact with pollution for a long time and work at extremely high intensity are likely to be completely alienated by pollution.

Is this the origin of the mutation?

He Ao withdrew his hand from the pipe and stared at the pipe that continuously spewed out packaged food.

The pollution in these foods has been "washed" very lightly when they are released.

Judging from the overall situation at the lower level, if this is the case with food factories, then the fiber factories, cement factories, and spinning factories that are located together with food factories are likely to follow similar principles.

This situation also implies two other things.

First, the upper and lower levels are not different spaces, but are "divided" for some reason. However, these contaminated machines can still penetrate the two spaces at the same time.

Second, these machines, even including this "City of Glory", were most likely not built by the Glory Society. It is unlikely that the machines they created themselves would be "applied" in this patchwork way.

Does this city hide some deeper secret?

This city is actually no longer in the main world. Based on past experience, it is most likely floating somewhere in the universe.

Are the relics involved in this?

But how does this relate to K?
Recovering his thoughts, He Ao looked at the bolt next to him.

"Mr. Hao Yi, this?"

Ruilin had already walked up to him by this time, looking at him with some curiosity.

“This machine has been running like this for too long.”

He Ao raised his hand and brought the blue metal rod he picked up from the waiter's figure close to the bolt.

Soon, an opening opened from the middle of the bolt.

He Ao inserted the metal rod into the opening, and the entire bolt trembled, as if it had connected with some control structure.

"Do you want to stop this machine?"

Ruilin looked at him in confusion.

"Do not."

He Ao shook his head.

He looked at the bolt in front of him and immersed his spiritual consciousness into it.

This pull bolt is just a simple switch, but it is directly connected to the control panel of the entire machine.

Although this machine carries all kinds of contamination, it still exhibits the characteristics of a physical machine, so theoretically, it is still a physical machine.

At least, that's what the machine seems to think.

Therefore, He Ao's operation on the machine control panel can still affect the entire machine.

During the process of spiritual immersion just now, He Ao already had a general understanding of the structure of the entire machine. From these structures, he could reversely infer the functions of different lines on the control panel.

The next step is to try it out based on your guesswork.

He used his spiritual sense to quickly remove some of the wires on the control panel and made an experimental connection. After failing seven or eight times, he short-circuited a red and a blue wire, and the entire machine suddenly vibrated.

Then, the machine that was originally spitting out food frantically twitched and began to suck food in, and the conveyor belt below that was transporting the food away also began to retreat frantically, sending the food into the pipe.

Behind this conveyor belt is a fully automated warehouse, which is also part of the entire food machine.

Ruilin, who was standing by, stared at the scene in amazement. She then looked at the surveillance camera nearby and saw that the machine that originally produced "waste" in the surveillance camera suddenly turned on, and then the packaged food that was sucked in right in front of her was directly spit out from that opening.

Those who were guarding the waste outlet were stunned at first, then they started cheering violently as they watched the food being spit out continuously.

"You, what did you do?"

Ruilin turned her head and looked at He Ao.

“It’s just reversing the machine.”

He Ao said casually.

After this food machine was reversed, theoretically the food should be broken down into raw materials again, but He Ao directly used the method of shielding part of the structure to "shield" the mechanical structure of the last packaging part of the lower-level factory.

At this time, the machine will directly spit out the food from the original feed port in the opposite direction.

These foods need to be manually sent to the previous process before they can continue to be decomposed.

But when people in the food factory get the food, they most likely won’t send it for disassembly; they won’t even think about it.

He Ao pulled the metal rod out from the bolt, then turned around and walked outside. "Let's go to the detention room."

Ruilin turned around, took a look at the surveillance camera, then turned around and caught up with He Ao.

The 'waiter' seemed to have some status here. Without his permission, no one dared to run here.

The two went deeper into the 'factory area' and did not encounter any more guards.

During this process, the two encountered two exhibition areas, both of which were food factories.

After the experience, He Ao followed suit and reversed the two "factories" in almost the blink of an eye.

According to Ruilin, there were only three food factories on the lower level, and they had all been reversed by He Ao.

Soon, the two walked to the end of the factory area, a "main control room" filled with monitoring screens.

He Ao quickly found the operating table in the main control room. Unlike the display area, this operating table was not directly connected to the factory's operating panel. This operating table could only control switches.

So He Ao inserted the blue operating lever and closed all the factories except the food factory.

As long as these factories keep running, there will always be people who will pollute them to the point of criticality, turning them into mutants and causing killings, and the city is also "absorbing" these mutants.

Except for the food factory that has been modified by He Ao and now only sucks food from the warehouse on the upper level and spits it out on the lower level, opening all other factories at this moment will do more harm than good.

After He Ao's operations, Ruilin looked at the people in the surveillance who were frantically snatching the "food" spit out by the machine, as well as the "colleagues" from the Discipline Office who heard the news and rushed over to control the order. There was a moment of silence.

Among those keeping order she saw her former companions with muskets.

Obviously, her companions won the final victory, and in the absence of a high priest and a discipline office, the lower class enjoyed a brief peace.

It's all so dreamy and yet so real.

"Let's go."

He Ao Shou left the control panel and walked towards the sign of "holding room" not far away.

Ruilin also withdrew her gaze from the surveillance video and quickly followed He Ao's pace.

"Remember what?"

He Ao glanced at Ruilin, who seemed to be worried, and asked casually.