On Relics

All the viewers watching the live stream finally let out a sigh of relief.

The live stream footage also stabilized.

As the lights inside the shelter flickered on one by one.

The crew of the Voyager were able to catch a glimpse of the shelter's incredibly grand circuit structure.

It was rows upon rows of continuously flashing monitoring circuit micro-light lattices, constantly refreshing data under the protection of a transparent hydrophobic layer.

The research vessel docking point was also marked.

As if waiting for their arrival.

The bearded Captain Spring-Fall was very vigilant.

After all, he hadn't seen any shelter here in the homeward-bound nautical chart.

But he didn't think that Yun Province authorities, who hired him to participate in a top-secret deep-sea Relic exploration, would hide such crucial information.

After the data stream stabilized, he didn't immediately send crew members to inspect the shelter. Instead, he first connected to the Maritime Safety Administration and the Meteorological Bureau's communication lines.

On the other end of the screen was the solemn-faced Director of the Maritime Safety Administration:

"Everyone on the Voyager, there has been a huge deviation in the prediction of the hurricane's trajectory, which is our department's negligence."

"Let's talk about the division of responsibilities when we get back. Right now, there is something more important."

The Nordic bearded captain also adjusted his shoulder badge and tie, and then asked with an official demeanor:

"Director Chen Hui, can you provide us with all the information about Shelter 43 where we are now?"

After he asked this question.

The answer on the other end of the screen was an unusual shake of the head.

"I'm sorry, there is no information about Shelter 43 in the Maritime Safety Administration database."

"No information?"

Old Academician Qi Ming pondered, "When the hurricane changed its path, I checked the Spiritual Energy Field guidance. The laws of nature at that time had already begun to show complex influences. Has the Yun Province Academy of Sciences contacted the Great Library?"

"The Great Library has not yet connected. According to our communication with the Special Affairs Bureau and the Night Watch."

Director Chen Hui gave the answer in a deep voice:

"If this is not a homeward-bound point built privately in violation of regulations.

Then, there is only one other possibility, this is a 'Relic' left by the Fourth Epoch Civilization."

At this time.

Hearing the publicly communicated intelligence between the fleet and the Maritime Safety Administration.

The atmosphere in the Voyager's homeward-bound live stream became tense again:

"Can anyone explain, is it very dangerous inside the Relic?"

"I'm not sure about that, but according to my cousin who studies at the Spiritual Energy Academy of Coastal University, half of the Relics are just civilization heritage linked to the present world due to the Einstein-Rosen bridge effect, without knowledge pollution and rule killing."

Hearing these remarks.

Su Wen shrugged his shoulders in front of the TV.

Then he handed Jiang Menghan a glass of warm milk with gentle words:

"Warm yourself up, don't worry, it's over."

Now, except for the final curtain call, the most dangerous climax has passed.

But these people, in order to reasonably explain the shelter they built, actually started to associate it with a Fourth Epoch Civilization Relic for no reason.

It does feel a bit like forcing the drama.

Speechless.

If it were normal times.

Perhaps the girl would have noticed something strange.

But at this moment, she only felt a sense of security that was warmer than the glass of milk in her hand.

This feeling.

Was like back in high school.

At that time, after the parents' meeting, she, as the first in the grade and also one of the only two who did not have parents attending, was holding a competition registration form.

Stubbornly sitting in the chemical storage room on the second floor of the experimental building, where no one usually passed by.

Until.

That lazy boy sneaked in to return the alcohol bottle.

Then she told two jokes that weren't very funny.

But even now.

She could still clearly remember those two not-so-funny jokes.

Hearing Su Wen's concerned words beside her.

The girl nodded and obediently drank the warm milk to soothe her stomach.

Afterward, she gently hugged the cushion on the sofa, saying nothing more.

Ten minutes later.

A crew member using a maritime searchlight to inspect the edge of the landing made a new discovery:

"Professor Jiang, doesn't this nameplate look familiar?"

He discovered the Leis Angton logo, which was inconspicuous on the backlit side of the landing point.

Jiang Xiuyuan examined it carefully and gave an accurate conclusion:

"It's ET-37 Hydrophobic Material produced in recent years, a mature technology."

He turned to consult with the Meteorological Bureau:

"Director Chen Hui, do you remember any large construction factories near Lighthouse 43 on the Coastal coastline?"

Afterward.

The professor leading the team got the answer he wanted:

[Schlote Heavy Industries]

At the same time.

In less than five minutes, after piecing together the information.

The Special Affairs Bureau also began preparing for an investigation into Schlote Heavy Industries after the hurricane disaster.

"Everyone disembark, we should be safe now."

Spring-Fall's hoarse tone finally lost the feeling of forced bravado, He added with a smile, "But don't forget to bring your important belongings with you, lest you lose something.

There are no cameras here, don't make me go to the station with you."

The retired Norwegian captain was also very familiar with Hua Xia culture.

He was leaning in the infirmary, undergoing an examination by the accompanying doctor.

The doctor was a Tier 2 Enlightenment-type Transcendent.

After finishing her treatment, she sighed:

"Captain, I hope the next time I see you, you're injured due to mental factors."

"Sorry, Doctor Miss, that's not up to me."

At the door of the infirmary, Professor Jiang Xiuyuan was waiting for him, carrying a research file box.

Spring-Fall also said enthusiastically:

"Remember three years ago in the Lost Sea, we agreed that if we could escape alive, we'd draw straws to see who would treat, choosing the most expensive Rum at 'Next Life Bar'."

He added humorously, his title becoming more casual:

"Old Jiang, it can't always be me who's unlucky, it's your turn to treat this time."

The gentle and refined Professor Jiang pushed up his glasses and said with a smile:

"Captain Spring, I don't mind treating, but I'll only recommend West Lake Longjing from the Coastal Research Institute."

The crew members came to the Shelter's lounge one after another.

What caught their eyes was a public activity space with a very technological feel.

Because there were very few daily necessities among the mechanical waste.

So Su Wen had to purchase a large batch of supplies using his [Schlote Employee Terminal].

There were many things.

But the prices were unbelievably expensive.

Perhaps this was also a thoughtful preparation by 'Schlote Heavy Industries' so that employees could work sixteen hours a day.

After all, the remaining value of a tool person is like water in a sponge, there will always be some if you squeeze it.

However, this kind of disguised exploitation did not affect Su Wen.

Instead, it allowed the passengers of the Voyager to enjoy what was called attentive service.

Soft sofas.

Private single-occupancy rest area.

There's even a recreation room.

But most of the crew aren't in the mood for a round of Gwent right now.

The first thing they did after the electromagnetic signals stabilized was to call their families and let them know they were safe.

Jiang Xiuyuan was no exception.