Looking at the small room outside the door, it feels small.

Walking through the door, Alan saw a large black wall, underneath which were various buttons, and a red pushable handle on the side of the button.

The orcs looked curiously at the shape of each button and the text attached to the button, and although they couldn't understand it, they thought it was very advanced.

Allen had a round of identification, and the answers he got were all unknown buttons, and the meaning of the words was concise and clear, and it was no longer saved.

The identification technique hardly worked, and Alan didn't rely on that identification, but simply held down the red handle and pushed it up from the bottom to the top.

Click, the handle was pushed to the end, and the orcs all took out the Desert Eagle, how could a major accident happen in this narrow space, it was definitely a pistol that was easy to use.

Outside the doorway, the machine gunners also formed a half-ring formation, the machine guns were always aimed outside, and kerosene lamps were also placed on the floor outside to illuminate the darkness.

Inside the door, Alan was still waiting, he didn't know what would happen if he pushed this handle, but all the wires in this machine room were lined up nearby, and he thought that this could be the power distribution room.

In fact, he really guessed correctly, and a minute later there was a ding, and all the buttons glowed faintly.

At the top of the wall, a beam of light suddenly casts onto the black wall surface, turning into a three-meter-by-three-meter floating virtual projection screen.

There are rows of text on the projection screen, flowing down like a waterfall, just like the boot interface of WIDOWS, white on black in English.

Of course, the text on it is not in English, nor is it Lionheart's orc language, but rather an unknown text similar to the one on the door plate, made up of circles and dots.

Five seconds after turning on, the projection interface was greatly changed, and there were more geometric things, but Alan still couldn't understand it.

He is not omnipotent, at least when faced with unknown words, and he, like a normal person, needs to learn from scratch.

The only advantage is that Alan learns faster and comprehends faster than normal people.

"Your Majesty, the machine outside is also lit up!" The orcs were pleasantly surprised.

Alan turned and walked out the door, and saw a few machines flashing blue in the dark computer room, but there were very few of them.

Because the machine is lit up, Allen can identify more information, and it has become a "seriously damaged unit".

This machine room appears to be the crew room that runs the entire ruins, but it is quite badly damaged.

Alan returned to the power distribution room, looked at the virtual projection screen in front of him, and didn't know what button to press, in fact, there was no such thing as a keyboard here, only buttons.

"Is it touchscreen?" Alan was thinking about it, and reached out and clicked on a triangular icon on the virtual projection screen, but he didn't expect the icon to really move.

When the three-solution icon is clicked, it shows a line of unintelligible text reports, and some paragraphs are marked in red, which looks like error reports.

Alan didn't know how to fix it either, in fact he just wanted to know what the password of the brainwave detector was.

If you can't find your password, finding its physical key is also a great option.

"Your Majesty, what are these things, I don't understand them at all."

"I don't understand it as much as you do." Alan shook his head and tapped his hand over it.

In addition to the text, the above things are the icons represented by the geometric figures, and each icon represents some function, maybe it is a bug report, maybe it is a wrong machine identification in the computer room, etc.

Alan doesn't understand words, but he can click on the icon, and after clicking on it, he finds the keyboard, finds the search function, and also finds the scan entity function.

Scanning an entity, i.e., scanning a person's body with a beam of light, converting it into data and comparing it with a database.

The machine then gets a red error message that says that Allen's body data is not in its database, but that it will record Allen's body information in the database after a split second.

Brush brush, scan light is fired from the projection machine at the top, and all orcs present are red errors, all recorded in the database.

On the second scan, everyone is no longer a bright red warning, but a data template that records height, weight, muscle tissue, and more.

Through these templates, Alan learned dozens of words more.

"Your Majesty, is it really okay for that light to sweep us?" The orcs were collectively scanned, and their ignorance made them intimidated and incomprehensible.

"It's okay, that's what I turned on." Alan waved his hand, ending the physical scan authentication.

Looking at this scanning feature, Alan thought of a way to find the key.

It can scan entities, and maybe brainwave detectors, and then scan them for information.

Alan didn't know if he had the permission to view the key, but it was the way to do it now.

In Allen's view, since this lost civilization has come to the step of genetic modification, the brainwave detector is also a routine equipment for mass production, and the level of data confidentiality should not be high.

"Tomorrow, bring the brainwave detector over and let it scan." Alan secretly decided.

Naturally, the orcs had no objections, and they believed in Eren unconditionally.

The next day, Alan brought the brainwave detector into the ruins and placed it inside the power distribution room.

It was a huge cylindrical metal body, with a gray stone surface, and I really didn't know it was a brainwave detector if I didn't touch it.

Alan operated on the projection screen with his fingers, and clicked five or six times in a row, and the projection screen at the top shot out a scanning light wave, aiming at the cylinder and sweeping from beginning to end.

A perspective view of the cylinder also appeared on the projection screen, and a detailed data panel popped up, on which it was ticketed with its specific model, height, size, density, energy storage status, and a line of 256-bit interracial text.

In this line of alien characters, the language of the Lionheart Kingdom has a large number of circles and dots, and the angles of the points of each character are different, such as fifteen degree angles, thirty degree angles, forty-five degree angles, ninety degree angles, etc., and the number of points in each character may also be different, some are two dots inlaid on the circle, and some are five small dots inlaid on the circle at different angles.

The orcs couldn't remember the 256-bit note at all, and they were dizzy to watch.

Seeing this line of text, Allen's eyes lit up, and the guess in his heart was settled.

This thing is indeed a mass-produced product in the Lost Civilization, and in terms of preciousness, it is like a mobile phone in each person's hand, and it is a civilian-level mass-produced model, but it was later changed into a game item by Infinite Games, and it has properties that cannot be decomposed.

Alan touched the gray cylinder with his hand and touched it quietly for twenty seconds, and the lionheart whispered in his mind.

"Please enter your password, or read it silently."

The voice in his head is actually not Lionheart, but the brainwave meter detects Allen's brainwaves, sends out brainwaves that Allen can understand, and communicates at the brainwave level, so Allen hears "Lionheart".

Alan doesn't understand the pronunciation of alien characters, so he can only use the "handwritten" input method with his mind to imagine the 256-bit alien characters.

There was a lot of coded text, and Alan was full of brainpower, and it took him four minutes to finish the codetext.

As he finished his drawing, the password box was filled with 256 characters, and with a ding, the sound of heaven sounded:

"The password is correct."