Mrs. Wall's base is full of transport vehicles and robots of all kinds. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info plus all kinds of strange-shaped facilities in the base, artificial light sources flickering like stars in the sky.

It's like a bustling megacity unfolding in front of us.

But it was all as unrealistic as a mirage in my eyes, retreating from the bustle and busyness, and it was just a lifeless desert like the garbage dump hidden in the darkness.

The base area pipeline maintenance center, which is responsible for maintaining the weak current cables in the β3 area, has become our temporary base camp.

"How's it going, did you find anything?"

I don't know how many times I've asked this, but the answer I've gotten has been consistent.

“……”

Wood is still buried in front of the terminal, and he is doing his best to break the verification mechanism of Mrs. Wall's various systems in order to find a way to keep the three of us alive.

The biggest difference between this and ordinary cities is the lack of all the facilities related to human survival.

Eating, drinking, pulling, sprinkling, and sleeping are all things that occupy a huge proportion of human cities. But not here.

For Mrs. Wall, this configuration greatly improves efficiency and saves space, while for us, a place that lacks the necessary living facilities and supplies is no different from a desert.

No one but Wood could help in this matter.

In the desert of electronics, if you want to survive, you must find the resources you need to survive, and the second is to find a way out as much as possible.

Both methods have been tried so far.

It is basically impossible to leave in a short period of time. According to the information obtained by Wood from the security network, although Mrs. Wall has many internal systems that are not fortified or poorly fortified, when it comes to external security and combat departments, the electronic protection strength of their systems can be described as an exponential increase.

Even a hacker as conceited as Wood could only admit that there was no other way to defeat the perimeter firewall of Madame Wall's base than luck.

As a stealth unit, the temporary inability to overcome the enemy's defenses is not a big problem. The common practice is to wait for an opportunity.

But the three of us couldn't afford to wait.

In fact, we almost reached the last minute. The high-energy nutrients contained in the combat suit have long been depleted, and the self-circulating drinking water collection function has long been unable to keep up with the actual consumption. Since entering the vicious cycle of internal circulation, our urine and sweat are getting less and less, and the so-called self-circulation ability is just to delay time as much as possible.

With no way out, I remembered when I met Zeratul and he invited me to tea.

This seemingly inconspicuous detail once again proves the correctness of Edlaide's theory.

It became the only straw that saved the three of us to survive.

At least there is water and plants in the Wolf base.

New problems have arisen.

It's not easy to find a place with drinking water and plants at Lady Wall's base, which occupies most of the vast underground space of Mars, and the three of us are running out of time.

According to the calculations of the tactical terminal, Wood held out for two more days at most, and this was calculated without any physical or mental work.

As a woman, Yushiro has a higher proportion of body fat, consumes less, and is better tolerated by the body than men. It can last for four to five days.

Surprisingly, I had about four days left, mainly due to the lack of two legs and an arm, which made my body much less than normal.

While Yukiyo is supposed to be the one who can hold out the longest, Wood, who has all the necessary skills to survive in the robot's base camp, actually has the time to survive for the three of us.

The final conclusion of the system is that we have less than two days left.

As the minutes tick by, our lives are counting down.

In order to get as close as possible to survival, Yukiyo and I joined in the search for Madame Wall's biological farm.

Mrs. Wall does not have the concept of a machine interface, and we connect to Mrs. Wall's WAN through Wood's own operator interface.

Thanks to the use of VR technology, a huge amount of data from simulated images flooded into my mind.

I was in the middle of the angry sea, and my consciousness was like a small boat, up and down in the rapids. Only by doing our best can we maintain ourselves and not fall apart.

"Is this Mrs. Wall's network?"

"No, this is Mrs. Wall's world. The one you see is just the surface of their world. The real content will only be in front of you now. ”

The sonorous voice shook my soul.

"Who are you? Who am I talking to? ”

"You're not talking, you're thinking. I'm Wood, well, the online world is very different from reality. ”

It took me a long time to understand that this powerful voice was Wood. In reality, his duck voice is different, but in the online world, his voice is so rich and powerful.

And I can feel that Wood is full of confidence here, and he is like two people in reality.

You know, we're in a desperate situation, and we only have about a day to live. At this time, Wood should have collapsed in my impression a long time ago. But what his voice shows on the Internet is not only confident and powerful, but also a kind of indispensable.

"It feels so powerful, is this an illusion?"

"Of course it's not an illusion, because I'm just very strong here. Okay, I don't have time to talk nonsense. The biological farm we are looking for for in Mrs. Wall will not be very large, and should be part of a special department or laboratory controlled by the upper echelons of the base. They don't need biological resources themselves, but they can only generate their needs for information or some scientific use. Of course, you can also go to their environmental treatment facilities, where there may be a weak ecological cycle maintained by microorganisms. ”

“......”

"What? What do you have to ask? I'm busy, try to make a long story short. ”

"You...... Why isn't it as strong as it is in reality......"

"Uh... This may be the sorrow of otaku such as us. ”

Soon Wood ignored me, presumably busy looking for a creature farm.

After understanding Wood's thinking, I also felt that the situation was not as bad as I thought.

In order to obtain information on the human side, it is indeed possible for Mrs. Wall to cultivate things like living things like living things and even human organs. One is to feed captives or renegades for their use, and the other is to exclude half-humans, half-machines with human organs and even human bodies as spies to infiltrate human society to obtain information.

I was struck by the term I had come up with on the fly, because I was now in the ranks of half-humans and half-machines. If there is a full-scale war with Mrs. Wall in the future, will people like me be targeted by the government, and will the hat of a mechanical spy follow me for the rest of my life?

What a bad future to come.

But in the face of a disappointing future, I have to be able to overcome the hurdle in front of me.

Reining in divergent thinking, I forced myself to concentrate.

Although with Wood's rough framing, the scope of the search has narrowed down considerably. However, the amount of work that was actually assigned to me was also in the thousands of search entries. Faced with a massive list of data, I not only have to read it word by word, but also figure out what the content represents. It is also necessary to analyze whether the facilities such as bio-farms may be needed for the Madame Wahl institutions involved in these entries. Once a target is found, the data entry is marked for further verification by Wood.

This is a job that requires meticulous and patient care, and there is no room for error. Maybe it's because of the IOU data I'm dealing with, there are clues of biological concentration. If it is missed, it also means that the lives of the three of us are also missed.

For the sake of my own life, I had to work hard and do my best to deal with the massive amount of data.