It turned out that the insect wanted the turtledove to do the work of smashing the wall.

Although the two of them did not know the code to open the door, the iron door was not like the sliding door in the testing ground, the surface was protected by special crystal plates, and the insect meant that the turtledove would try to smash open the wall next to the iron door and find the wires buried in the wall.

As long as he found the wire that controlled the power switch of the iron door, the worm felt that with some knowledge of the circuit before, it should not be a problem to open the door, and it was idle anyway, and it was better to put more effort into the matter at hand than to try his luck elsewhere.

"Here, you cut a hole in this one for me first," the worm carefully observed the position of the electronic lock on the door, and quickly judged the possible direction of its circuit, "The line connected to the power supply should be in this position." ”

The turtledove thought that what the little worm said was very reasonable, so he didn't talk too much nonsense, and directly picked up the iron bar with the chair cushion in his hand just now, and aimed it at the wall in front of him.

The walls of the underground research institute were not made of any special materials, so they could not withstand the strength of the turtledove, and between three times and five divided by two, the turtledove quickly chiseled a large piece of wall skin from the wall, and the wires wrapped in black waterproof rubber were revealed.

Turtledove didn't know much about circuits, and he hadn't encountered many situations that required this knowledge before, so he watched the worm gently cut through the black rubber and carefully tipped at the colorful wires inside, his mind full of question marks.

"That's pretty much it."

The little worm tidied up for a long time, and finally pulled out a bright yellow wire from a large handful of wires, but she didn't seem too sure that this thing was connected to an electronic lock, so she didn't do it for a long time.

"What are you waiting for?" The turtle dove behind the worm was a little uncontrollable, his stomach was already hungry, "You should do it!" ”

"I'm not sure if it's this one."

The little insect smacked her lips and explained her current concerns to the turtledove very sincerely.

"If this is the one, can you tear it off and open the door?"

Ikaruga didn't know anything else, but he at least knew that without the power supply, no matter how delicate the electronic lock was, it would lose its effectiveness and become the ears of the deaf.

"Yes."

The worm nodded.

"If it weren't for this, what would happen if we ripped it off now?"

The previous question was answered in the affirmative by the worm, and the turtledove then asked his next question.

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

The turtledove didn't expect the little insect to come back to himself and say "I don't know".

"Of course, there is no way to know," explained the insect for the turtledove, "you look at how many wires there are, it is possible that the wire I hold in my hand controls the power of the wall lamp, and it is not easy to find the one that controls the electronic lock among so many wires." ”

The little insect wanted to re-pick the wire to see if it could determine which wire needed to be torn off, but at this time, the turtledove grabbed the front of her in one step, reached out and pulled the bright yellow wire in the little insect's hand, and with a force on both arms, it was torn off with a "snap".

To say that the strength of the turtledove is indeed not small, the metal wire wrapped in rubber is no different from ordinary cotton thread in his hand, and it can be torn casually.

The little worm looked at the turtledove in front of him dumbfounded, and couldn't say a word for a long time, - there are advantages to not having a brain, such as at this time.

……

It really made the turtledove's bet right, as soon as he tore off the wire, the electronic lock on the iron door next to him was immediately cut off, and the turtledove had an expression of "in the end it still depends on me", but he walked over and pulled the doorknob, and the iron door was still locked.

"Idiot," the worm couldn't help but glance at the turtledove, "the electronic lock is just disconnected from the power supply now, and the deadbolt hasn't bounced back yet, you go and reconnect the wires, and the electronic lock will retract the deadbolt after restarting." ”

The turtledove, who originally wanted to play a handsome game, didn't succeed, so he had to honestly follow the instructions of the little worm, not to mention, he touched the broken wire in two, the spark only flashed, and the electronic lock made a "click" sound, and all the deadbolts bounced open.

Officially entering the kitchen of the cafeteria, the first thing that caught the eyes of the turtle dove and the little insect was the rows of clean stoves, as well as pots and pans and other miscellaneous things, and they were not interested in these things that could not be eaten, and went straight to the kitchen pantry.

There is still an iron door between the storage room and the outside, but fortunately there is no electronic lock on this iron door, only an iron deadbolt that pushes and pulls to the right.

The two men eagerly pulled the deadbolt open, and what appeared in front of them was clearly a "paradise" made of food, which unfortunately had clearly passed its expiration date.

Despite the polar temperatures in the pantry, the mountains of vegetables had turned into a crumpled, black, disgusting pile of stuff that was disgusting to look at, let alone eat.

In the center of the pantry hung three or four half-slices of pork, in addition to a dozen pieces of beef or mutton, which looked much better than vegetables, or at least did not deteriorate as visibly as vegetables.

Of course, there is also meat that shows signs of spoilage, and meat is better than vegetables that have almost been wiped out.

"Can you still eat this—can you eat all this?"

Turtledove drooled as he looked at the mass of flesh in front of him and behind him, he was so hungry that he forgot how old the meat had been here, in fact, judging by the age of this underground research institute, some of it was old enough for Turtledove's father's generation.

"I'm sure I don't mind if you try it first," the little worm teased the turtledove, "If you want to nibble on these frozen meats, you have to have a good pair of teeth, but I don't know what happened to you." ”

As if he hadn't heard the teasing meaning in the worm's words, the turtledove actually picked up half a piece of pork and put it to his mouth and tried to gnaw it.

Seeing that there was so much raw meat but he couldn't bite it, the turtledove stood in place for a long time and was reluctant to leave, only listening to him whisper "There is a stove outside, you can cook these meats before eating", repeated several times, and finally the turtledove, who couldn't bear the hunger, really took off a large piece of pork, and wanted to take it outside to roast and eat it.

The stove here should be made of natural gas, but I didn't expect it to be used after so many years, and the turtledove found a stove nearby and lit a fire, it seems that he wants to have a "barbecue party".