The weather was changing at a noticeable rate, and in a matter of moments, the sky was covered with brown and yellow sand mist. It's like a bottle of overturned soy sauce being evenly spread on an ordinary drawing board. Not before, it was still a very normal performance, but now! This bottle of soy sauce with its strong colors makes a mess of all the beautiful white.

The strange key is that I don't know if the real initiator is hiding somewhere, whether he wants to knock over another bottle of soy sauce. This is where the biggest headache is.

Paglia is running frantically, hoping to find a hole in the terrain in a limited time to save a chance for herself. On the other hand, I am also thinking about the meaning behind this matter at high speed. There is no shortage of meanings in this world.

It can be said that all existence is only superficial in the world for the purpose of proving meaning. Of course, whether you see or don't see it, there is always a message, and this is the essence of meaning.

"Being forced into such an environment subjectively means nothing more than one meaning - to die by yourself. But judging from the ups and downs I have experienced before, it is really not easy to do! ”

"So what? When you are about to make contact with the surviving humans, do you want to separate yourself from them? Paglia's train of thought suddenly opened up a great space, and he felt that the current surge on the surface of the undercurrent should be trying to tell himself about such a situation.

"Then I'll do the opposite!" When Paglia thought so, he must have made a huge encouragement for himself to go back and find a base that survived.

It's just that I'm still being squeezed and chased by the dangerous area, and it's always very unpleasant to be caught off guard by such oppression. But there doesn't seem to be a bad way. In the big world, just like in front of the oppression of natural forces, the cleverness of human beings is simply not enough. The so-called One Force Drop Ten will say that this is the case.

The oppression of the environment often brings about a hopeless impact! But Paglia just wanted to gamble, bet that his luck was good enough, that he would survive.

Then he saw a small dirt bag with an upward trend appear in front of him, like a vicious dog lying on its side on the ground curled up and staring at him tightly. Paglia's mind was suddenly startled, and then it came alive.

He rushed forward without evading, just to confirm his conjecture, and sure enough, that thing was two cameras placed separately! He reached out and wiped away the layers of dust that had accumulated over the years on its surface. A new era camera with a slightly retro atmosphere appeared in front of his eyes.

He knew what this kind of thing was used for, mainly for environmental monitoring in harsh environments. Only retro manufacturing methods can withstand the erosion and damage of the living environment and various factors. The camera capabilities of the new era level are obviously quite good in terms of the final result, compared to the old era. However, the mechanical capacity of the whole machine is not enough to undertake relatively dangerous tasks.

In order to improve the corresponding video recording ability, it is necessary to use specific technology chips, but it is precisely because of these factors that it cannot work in slightly harsher environments. The relevant level of military research and development may have reached the top level, but it must not be easily revealed to the civilian market.

The first is because of the high cost, and the second is that no one wants to live in a completely transparent world. Every move is in everyone's eyes, and all of this comes from the great maturity of camera technology like this.

Based on this judgment, Paglia can basically conclude that there must be a large space under the small dirt bag, which is obviously the main equipment part of the camera buried. If possible, even be able to find supplies from the short past. If the space is large enough to accommodate a service technician to rest.

Puglia is secretly having fun, he is well aware of the purpose of the Nebula Federation - no matter what you do, you must achieve the highest level of perfection! Even if a lot of materials are spent lavishly, just to prepare for a rainy day. In the face of possible dangers, you can protect yourself and get out of the way. Therefore, the extreme level of investment obviously has a considerable degree of practical significance.

Underneath this dirt bag is a place to hide. Paglia had been digging up the soil with her hands, though not to such a shallow extent as she had pinned her hopes. But being able to find some useful items from them is something I'm very curious about.

He had already planned it, and after finding some supplies, he ran away. It's already time spent in this place, so it's best not to spend too much time.

Paglia ripped out the front of the camera's lenses entirely, and the things were broken at some point. Judging from the traces on its surface, the recent encounters have not been very peaceful. The lenses have been eroded by some kind of wind and sand, and they have been carved out of long and short openings of different sizes.

Of course, this was not what he wanted, and his fingers continued to grope inside, and sure enough, he found the nozzle that wrapped the corresponding pipeline. With this guidance, you only need to slowly brush away the layers of soil here, and then you will be able to find a special kind of entrance.

He didn't have the heart to find those serious spatial entrances, so he could only hope that such a method could help him, but fortunately he didn't disappoint.

It didn't take much effort, he had already pulled out all the parts and parts, and Paglia with the blessing of the autologous ecological device could easily do such a thing, and there was nothing wrong with understanding him as an emotionless digging machine at this moment.

Paglia turned on the light at her fingertips, a tiny but convenient piece of technology. By transferring energy to any position on the body shape, it is compressed geometrically. In the end, it can burst out a huge amount of light at any position at will, which directly realizes the process of converting core energy into light energy.

It doesn't need to be cumbersome, and it can also increase the utilization of energy. But it's actually just a joke. Puglia is well aware that the duration of the autoecological device is unimaginable. And as an additional condition, it is completely possible to improve the functions of your body to a certain extent, provided that it is connected to the life circulation system implanted in the body to exert greater effect!

Therefore, Puglia can quickly open up the opening between the inner space of the small earthen bag and the outside world.

He looked through the layers of darkness and said, "Ugh! The closest to him were two large closed iron boxes. Presumably, it is the main part of these camera equipment, in order to maintain their continuous function, so even the two practical equipment on the edge of human civilization are still equipped with nuclear power equipment.

Two bright yellow three-phase radar patterns clearly appeared in his eyes, and the technology was very mature by now. Within a controlled range, a thick layer of cement is not required to prevent the internal radiation from exerting its effects on the air. The ability of electromagnetic radiation suppression is obviously quite effective in the continuous development of the new era. Magnetic effects can be used to completely isolate nuclear energy plants from the outside world to a small extent.

Of course, to do so means that this shell will never be opened, unless it encounters the actual effect of some force majeure. In the end, then, these small nuclear leaks obviously did not occupy much of a place in the real losses. Because the guy who has the ability to destroy its restraining shell is not an ordinary force at all. That is indeed the fact of catastrophic terror.

However, Paglia has no intention of playing this aspect at all, on the one hand, he does not lack the impact of the crisis at the energy level. The equipment in his body is at the top level of human civilization, even if he really suffers misfortune and is identified as biological brain death, the energy equipment in his body can still connect to the relevant devices and maintain the minimum activity of his body. Unless he was really wiped out in an instant in the explosion.

Of course, such an opportunity is almost impossible to come by. Don't talk about threatening bombs, in the current climate. Maybe not even a small firecracker will appear in front of your eyes. These things are not meant to be created by nature in different sequences. Their appearance, the degree of human role obviously occupies the most critical link.

Now, there was no living person in front of him, and Paglia didn't care about that. It's good to protect yourself and understand yourself!

Some of the boxes in the corner caught Pageria's attention, and under the light source, the fluorescent "supply" icon flashed on the box, which was a very interesting image - a fist clenched with fingers clenched.

These are some of the most iconic icons used across the Federation to warn the discoverer that there may be something in them that he can use!

Without even thinking about it, Paglia controlled the elongated autologous ecological device and scooped those things up. These things aren't particularly large, so they just fit through the kind of holes in the upper layers. There is never too much good stuff, and he has fallen into a state of pleasure. It is to get a lot of useful materials from this box, after all, it is a product of human beings, and it is always a homologous level, and it will definitely feel cordial.

And it will definitely have the corresponding equipment to adapt to the terrain at some level, as for what. Paglia didn't dare to be sure, only that she had already fished out about three boxes of things, and when she looked into this cramped space, there was nothing definite to attract her!

But he didn't give up, he still had to feel around inside, and finally found the entrance to the space for him—an iron door sealed against the wall. It stands to reason that the existence of such a door means that there is nothing wrong with what I had previously speculated, and that it can indeed provide a place of reluctance for visitors to a certain extent.

But I pushed hard from the inside, and there was no sign of loosening at all. It shook off a lot of dust on the walls! Now it's Puglia's turn to wonder if it's to keep others from entering!

But it occurred to him that perhaps the soil on the small dirt bag was tightly blocking the outer surface of the iron gate, causing it to appear motionless when he applied force.

So he pinpointed the location and determined the area he should dig next on the dirt bag. Then work hard to clean up the floating soil on the surface!

The outline of the iron gate is already perceived by oneself!