Non-purging objects?

As an outsider, he is not the target of purge, so who is the target of purge?

Wait a minute......

He found a logical conjecture.

Could the one-armed skillful man who flew over just now and the protector walking by him not be in the same system as the robot Huang Lei bought?

In other words, the robots encountered after entering the shelter are all attached to the shelter, and they exist to serve the shelter, not to go to the outside production workshop to be a butcher.

It would take very senior professionals to rewrite the programs of the robots in the Vault, and Huang Lei obviously did not have the resources to do so, and if he paid outsiders to operate them, he was likely to leak information about the Vault.

This shows how cautious the man was in this matter, which also shows how amazing the wealth in the vault is.

Pressing the extra thoughts in his mind, he put away his gun and continued on his way, and as he approached the elevator leading to the core area, he saw the number 1017 scribbled on ------the wall next to him.

Vault 1017?

Following the instructions on the wall to enter the elevator room, he pressed the down button.

The hands above the car shook for a while, and with a clang, the door opened.

In front of it is a cloister structure with a view of the facilities below.

There is a kitchen on the left, a medical room on the right, and a residents' room directly opposite.

There were metal parts scattered on the floor, and near the infirmary was a Guardian, next to a broken baseball bat and a Type 92 pistol, years after judging by the rust on the iron sheet.

There are many similar scenes, which seem to indicate that there was a fierce struggle in the Vault.

The robots tasked with the defense clashed with the inhabitants of the vault?

Without wasting much time on the subject, he glanced at the handwriting on the wall.

The road sign shows the experimental area and unit on the left, and the living area and plant greenhouse on the right.

He didn't go to the right, he went left along the cloister, down the stairs and through a security door, a not too long walkway, into a relatively spacious hall.

To the left and right of the hall are the nuclear power units and the water purification system, and in the direction opposite of him is the console facing the experimental area.

He didn't go to the area where the nuclear power unit and the water purification system were located, and walked towards the opposite room.

Stop past a statue of a great man in the middle of the hall.

Metal wardrobes were neatly arranged on the floor, and in front of the wardrobe was a white-glazed ashtray, inside which were burning cigarettes with only filters left, and a bouquet of flowers that had not yet withered.

What's going on?

He casually opened the nearest cabinet door, revealing a human skeleton standing inside.

It is unknown who used these metal wardrobes as coffins to collect the bones of the Vault members.

That's not right...... If the dismembered body of Mr. Skillful Hands outside came from the Vault, why did it seem that many years had passed from the traces of the battle at the scene?

With this question, he opened the door to the console.

The interior environment was somewhat dim, the electronic instruments and state control equipment that should be shining with colorful light were all out of service, with varying degrees of damage, and a large piece of the window facing the experimental area was broken.

In the corner of the room was a broken Mister Handyman, with badly deformed chest armor that appeared to have been destroyed by a weapon like a shotgun.

It is clear that there was also a fierce fight here.

He took two steps forward, ready to check the terminal next to the console.

The terminal in front is broken, and a bullet pierces the screen.

He sighed, and as he moved his gaze to see the situation on the other side of the window, he froze.

In the experimental hall below the control room, canned containers two meters high and one meter wide are placed side by side, extending to the end of the experimental hall.

Many lines of varying thickness extend from above these canned containers and penetrate deep into the large pipes above, connecting the functional facilities on both sides of the lab.

Tang Yan roughly estimated that the number of canned containers was 600.

That's not the point, the point is that through the clear glass on the top of the can, a human body can be seen inside.

This...... What is this place?

What about the human body in those canned containers?

"Hibernation pod?" He thought of a possibility.

After all, this is a refuge used to isolate nuclear radiation, in order to preserve the flame of Chinese civilization and continue the national bloodline under the conditions of global war.

Tang Yan decided to go to the experimental hall on the first floor to observe on the spot to confirm his guess.

At this moment, there was a strange noise behind him, and the door to the control room opened from the outside.

His reaction was quick, and he quickly turned around, aiming the P-55 heavy electromagnetic pistol at the doorway......

Person?

It's not a human, it's a skillful robot with a red five-pointed star on its chest.

"Oh, oh, oh, what a visitor."

Tang Yan didn't pull the trigger to send it back to the west, feeling that the intelligence level of this guy in front of him was much higher than that of the average Mr. Skillful Robot, and its humorous voice function was also more advanced.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Comrade Jiao, the overseer of Vault 1017, and it's my job to keep the facility up and running."

"Comrade Jiao? Overseer of the Vault?! ”

The name is very contemporary, and there is nothing to criticize, but what the hell is the identity of the overseer of Vault 1017?

He knew that the Overseers in Vault 1001, Vault 1083, and the previous Vaults were all human, how did the Overseer become a robot in Vault 1017?

"Your expression tells me you have a lot of questions." Comrade Jiao waved three mechanical arms, opened the door and walked outside: "Please follow me." ”

Tang Yan shook the P-55 heavy electromagnetic pistol in his hand and left the control room behind Comrade Jiao.

It led him to the area near the water purification system, entered the code to open the security door to the third floor, and came to a separate office.

Compared to the messy environment outside, the situation in the Overseer's room is much better.

On the coffee table near the door, there are more than a century of Chinese brand cigarettes, a white porcelain jar with serious discoloration, a book of quotations from great men at the head of the bed, and a slightly yellowed line-bound book on the bookshelf, a complete set of Ma Zhe theories, and a bottle of Jingzhi Baigan in the corner.

His face suddenly became very gloomy, and he raised the gun in his hand.

The room in front of you has a very distinct human living room character, and is by no means a place for a robot to rest and work.

Comrade Jiao raised three mechanical arms: "Oh, oh, oh...... My battle suppressors are scareless from you. ”

"Less nonsense, what the hell are you, why are you pretending to be the Overseer of Vault 1017?"

Comrade Jiao did it manually, but instead of attacking him, he pressed the enter key on the terminal on the desk.

"Everything you want to know is here, and it's never too late to get angry after reading it."

Tang Yan waved the P-55, and Comrade Jiao obediently stepped aside.

He walked over to his desk and sat down, pointing a gun at the Mister Dexterous robot as he looked at the terminal's display.