"That's it, haha, look where you're hiding!"

Wood's voice in the online world shook my consciousness for a while, and I felt like I was going to be dissipated if I came a few more times. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a while, Wood's impression faded and I realized that this was actually great news.

Wood really found the location of the bio farm. Contrary to what we might have imagined, Mrs. Wall didn't take these biological facilities seriously at all, and placed them under the environmental maintenance department. In the organizational structure of the entire base, the biological farm is at the bottom, and the garbage dump is at the same level.

Because the farm is so important to us. In the early stages of the search, we made the mistake of treating others on our own and searched for important institutional facilities, such as the Intelligence Department, the Strategy Execution Center, the General Control Room, and so on. Naturally, there could not have been such a low-level facility in those places.

The reason why I was able to find a biological farm is because of the eldest sister's idiocy for the Internet. Clueless in the intricacies of the online world, she slammed headlong into a list of peripheral agencies that Wood and I had overlooked, and discovered the most inconspicuous biological farm.

The biological farm at the Wolf base, or more precisely, the biological laboratory. As I predicted, it is not only a place where plants and animals can be used, but also human organs. Including skin, ears, heart, liver, and more, there are all kinds of parts of the human body. We've even found human brains in petri dishes on farms.

"It's strange, if even the brains grow naturally, aren't the spies themselves humans, what methods do the robots use to control them?"

Yukishiro's questions were scoffed at by both of us.

"With Mrs. Wall's advanced science and technology, it's not easy to control the brain of a primate."

"Whew! You two primates don't get too happy, why can we hide our actions from Mrs. Wall, who is technologically advanced, and don't end up being made into a taxidermy for some reason. ”

Yukiyo gave us both a big hygiene ball, and went about his own business.

"Don't you think it's strange? This woman doesn't understand the Internet, and she can't understand the computer, what is she busy with? ”

"You don't understand, think that I can know more than you know about the otaku who spends my days on the Internet?"

"Big brother, you're her boyfriend."

"Hey! Young man, you don't understand women's things. I'm telling you, I'm almost forty years old, and I still can't figure it out! They're a lot harder to serve than Mrs. Wall. ”

“......”

The problem of survival is solved, but we are temporarily trapped in the base. According to Wood, it is impossible to break Mrs. Wall's tactical firewall in terms of perimeter security at this stage with the resources at hand. We have to wait for the opportunity to wait for the robots to come out in an army before we can take the opportunity to leave.

With plenty of time and no clear goal, the three of us spent our days constantly passing the time by witnessing Mrs. Wall's movements and investigating all aspects of the robots' intelligence.

Personally, I am more concerned about the progress of the lieutenant colonel, and according to the calculation of time, if they succeed, then within a month the fleet of robots will be forced to sort. If they fail, there are two outcomes. The first is that the fleet's access to the sea is buried by a large amount of sediment, and we will be trapped in the base for quite some time. Another consequence is that the robots have mastered the command set to control the armor belt, and they will be able to kill Mars and the devils in the event that they are both defeated, and the left-handed fisherman will benefit.

Although military intelligence is tightly cordoned off within Mrs. Wall, I have no direct access to it. However, through the network monitoring of the movements of the major departments of the base, such as the charging of the strategic delivery fleet, the progress of the supply and maintenance of the robot fleet can reflect the real battle situation from the side.

I can only keep praying in my heart that the lieutenant colonel will succeed so that we can get out of this place as soon as possible.

Yukiyo is busy every day to count equipment and machinery from various grassroots departments in the base. In line with the principle of respecting and staying away from violent women, I don't ask about her strange behavior, I just hope that this woman will not make a fuss.

Wood was the busiest of the three, leaving early and returning late, and spending his days and nights at the makeshift base camp on his computer and the Internet. For this reason, Yushiro complained a lot about the relationship between the two like flowers and cow dung. I looked at the relationship between the two of them like husband and wife, and I was really envious. I can't help but hope that if I can survive this war, Tonkarin will see a good life.

......

Time is passing day by day. Being in the enemy camp turned out to be the calmest day since I joined the war, something that I could never have imagined before I set out.

I'm going around the key departments as usual today. In order to avoid being tracked by the audit equipment of the WAN, we obtain the highest authority of the department first, and then go to the scene in person to transmit data using the local LAN, so as to minimize the risk of detection.

In the robot base in the depths of Mars, there is no concept of day and night. Robots also do not have a sense of time, and they seem to coordinate with the decision-making center in time through the clock synchronization function. Therefore, there is no timekeeping device here, and there is nothing that can represent time, so the three of us can only customize a set of time calculation system in days, which is convenient for timekeeping and the adjustment of our own biological clock.

It's the evening of my time. Farm transport vehicles carrying food have already arrived. Yukiyo is cooking food in a corner of the cardinal's room.

Smelling the aroma of mouth-watering food and looking at the smell of home that Yukiyo brought to the computer room when he cooked, I thought that if Zeratul knew that someone was messing around with these things in his base, he would be angry and stuck in a cycle of calculations.

Wood hadn't come back yet, and every time Yukiyo insisted on waiting until the otaku returned to the base camp to eat, like a really good wife. Her actions made me yearn for the future life of Tongkarin, and at the same time, I was even more jealous of the good fortune of the dead house.

The heavy stride came from the outside of the central cardinal room. I was alert at the same time. This kind of footsteps can only come from the battle-exclusive security mechanics or combat robots. But we're in the central computer room of the basic service facility, so there's no need for combat robots here.

Is it exposed?

The two of them looked at each other and nodded, and in the blink of an eye, they hidden.

The alloy door to the cardinal's room opened, and a tall mechanical soldier stood at the entrance. Its body is stout and sturdy among mechs, and it is supposed to be a heavily armored combat model. The one-eyed head of the mechanical soldier scanned the room. The inorganic glow was cold, as if it were about to freeze everything that passed by.

I pray that the mechs are using lasers to observe and scan, and if they use infrared detection, they will become conspicuous targets in their eyes if they are not prepared for them.

After the scanning, the mechanical watch took a step forward, and the sound of heavy footsteps shook the entire computer room.

Its right arm popped out, and something in the shape of a cannon appeared on the front of its forearm, and at the same time, a combat metal knife appeared in the left arm as if by magic.

It must have found us.

Damn, I want to enjoy such a peaceful day for a few more days.