"I'm Dr. Diana, recorded February 5, 2077.

This morning, I met with the other Custodian of the Vault, Mr. Garble. He was a cheerful man and we had a great conversation.

He was mainly responsible for the security of the shelter. As more and more residents became inhabited and outsiders tried to force their way in, the security of the shelter began to deteriorate.

Interestingly, I found that the residents were all praying separately. Some chanted the Buddha's name, some prayed to God, and hundreds of people believed in different sects, including five or six kinds.

As a Ph.D. in atheism, this social phenomenon can be studied.

Of course, if the gods can stop this war, I don't mind becoming a believer (chuckle)"

"I'm Dr. Diana, recorded on October 10, 2077.

It's been eight months since the last record, and the war is getting fiercer outside, and a nuclear bomb could strike at any time.

There was panic on the surface, almost every day people stormed the shelters, and many people demonstrated at the door, demanding a spot.

Mr. Garble and his subordinates have also become more violent, and many are said to have been killed (sigh).

I went to ask Garble and he said it was something that could not be helped. The number of places in the shelters is limited, and without them to suppress the demonstrators, order in the shelters would be chaotic.

I'm in charge of pacifying the residents who have already moved in. Thankfully, as members of various denominations, they tend to be at peace with this kind of thing.

They are generally believed to be the punishment of the gods, although they do not believe in the same at all.

It's really convenient to attribute everything to the gods. ”

Dr. Diana, recorded October 30, 2077.

A week ago, a nuclear explosion occurred. I thought I was well prepared, alas.

There was a violent tremor in the Vault that day, and I don't know what was going on, and there was a brief interruption in the signal from the superiors.

I didn't think this vault would actually be used, but it's silly to think about it now.

Pacifying the residents, assigning jobs, preparing beds, there were so many things to do that I didn't have a good rest for a whole week.

Three thousand inhabitants, that's the number of people in the shelter. I hope there won't be any mess, hopefully. ”

Dr. Diana, recorded October 31, 2077.

Communication with superiors was restored last night, and a new task has been issued. I had a meeting with two other supervisors, Mr. Garble and Dr. Hans.

The screening for places in Vault 118 was carried out by Dr. Hans.

As I expected, all the inhabitants were believers and came from different denominations.

This is the direction of our study of the Refuge, whether the philosophies of different denominations will clash in a closed environment. 】

Compared to other shelters, our problems are much better, both morally and existentially.

I've heard that some shelters are looking at what happens if you lock up 999 men and 1 woman or 999 women and 1 man for decades. It's disgusting to think about.

At least on the 118th, we can guarantee that everyone will live comfortably, and that's enough, isn't it? ”

Dr. Diana, recorded October 31, 2078.

I'm Dr. Diana, and I'm doing the trial again after a year.

It's been a full year since the nuclear explosion, and most of the inhabitants have adapted to living underground, after all, there is nothing lacking here except freedom.

Over the course of a year, I have found that most of the inhabitants are divided into several groups according to their beliefs, and they are trying to separate themselves from other groups.

After a while, I hope the residents can live in harmony, after all, we are the only ones here.

By the way, Garble and I confessed, what an interesting man.

After all, no one knows how long we're going to live here, and it's a good idea to start a family (laughter)"

Dr. Diana, recorded March 5, 2079.

Things are going in a direction I don't want to see.

Eventually, violent clashes broke out between several groups, caused by the loud voices of one side during prayers, which were seen as demonstrations and blasphemy by other groups.

Although it was eventually suppressed by Garble's guards, the atmosphere of the entire Vault had reached a freezing point.

We don't lack food and water, so why can't they learn to live in peace?

We've been in lockdown for two years, and the thought of staying at least 20 years makes me go crazy and I have to do something. ”

Dr. Diana, recorded January 13, 2081

I'm Diana, and I haven't had a trial in a long time.

My lovely son is about to be born, and it is a pity that he will descend on this dark underground fortress.

Recently, the clashes between several groups have gradually eased, presumably because of Garble's violent repression.

If it was before, I would take care of it and persuade it. But now my whole mind is on the baby. ”

Diana, recorded April 6, 2081

Today is the anniversary of my lovely son, who has just turned a month, and now he is all I have.

All the inhabitants came to congratulate me, and in the face of the hope of the new life, they put aside their hatred and estrangement.

Several group leaders rushed to be my child's godfather, but I politely declined.

Dr. Hans, who I hadn't seen for a long time, also showed up and gave me a modified camera, supposedly in a project under development.

Hopefully, the refuge will be able to maintain this harmony forever. ”

"Supervisor Diana, recorded September 15, 2088

It's been seven years since the last record, and the reason why it's no longer recorded is because our superiors can't get in touch anymore.

We huddled in this underground fortress like cavemen from ancient times. No one knows what is on the surface and whether it is suitable for human habitation.

The assimilation of the various denominations began to take shape, and because of the large number of people, there was an inevitable integration between the groups.

If this trend continues, it is likely that one or two denominations will eventually remain.

I don't know why I'm still recording, but I don't have a boss to report to. ”

Diana, recorded May 13, 2100

I'm Diana, the regulator, and the situation at the Vault is precarious at the moment.

More than 20 years have passed since the day of the nuclear explosion, and some time ago we sent a team to the surface to investigate.

As soon as the door opened, a large amount of radioactive material was involved in the shelter. Although we closed the door in time, some of them were still directly irradiated, and the vast majority of people's bodies were slightly mutated. A small number of people have died directly.

The surface is not yet suitable for us to live, may God bless us. ”

"Regulator Diana, recorded July 2, 2100

The health of the inhabitants deteriorated even more, and some of them became skinny people, and the terrible thing is that they are still alive.

Of course I'm not qualified to talk about them, because my own body is the same, it's a nightmare.

Damn Hans, this guy as a member of the Overseer, only knows how to bury his head in the lab studying his useless gadgets, and doesn't care about the situation in the Vault.

I think he's crazy, death is threatening us, and he wants to do scientific research honestly, which is really a luxury.

Garble got into an argument with him, and someone smashed part of his instrument. Hans was so angry that he threatened us with the price to everyone.

May Heaven bless us. ”

The recording came to an abrupt end here, leaving only the sound of the disk churning. The recorder of this tape is none other than Ms. Diana, but it was recorded 200 years ago!

Lu Buping froze in place, and a huge amount of information rushed into his mind.

He now urgently needs to sort out what he knows and analyze it.

First of all, the purpose of this sanctuary is to complete a social experiment on whether the philosophies of different denominations will clash in a closed environment. As for the real "refuge", it is secondary.

Second, Diana and Garble were actually husband and wife and had a son. But judging from Lu Buping's contact with them, there is no trace of affection that husband and wife should have. And Diana's son became a "saint".

Last but not least: Dr. Hans! This man is described by Diana as a researcher who is immersed in manufacturing, and does not care about the affairs of the management institute. Eventually, he clashed with Garble and the others, and threatened to make the people of the Vault pay the price.

Dr. Hans, the god of Hans......