"We're here."
Somewhere in the Great Desert, the elevator leading to Shelter 13 finally came to a steady stop.
Based on the elevator's descent time and speed, Zhuang Lan silently calculated that the spot beneath her feet was at least a kilometer below the surface, perhaps even deeper.
Walking up to the gate, the soldier in an exoskeleton pressed his arm against the control panel beside the wall and completed the identity verification.
"Bzzzz..."
Amid a tremor that shook the ground, a seam split open in the wall before them. As the wall shifted, the gap slowly widened until it revealed a passage more than ten meters wide.
It was unbelievable.
That alloy wall was actually a perfectly seamless door!
It seemed that quite a few things had indeed happened to the Enlightenment Society during the time she had been away...
Though stunned by the changes in her former employer over the past two years, Zhuang Lan quietly became more alert. However, she did not let her surprise show on her face.
After all, her identity at the moment was Lieutenant "Malik," captain of the Desert Scorpions special forces unit.
And before this, "he" had been here.
Apparently taking that for granted, the soldier did not feel the need to show off. After completing the verification, he turned to face "Malik," stopped, and said,
"The Internal Affairs Department just sent word. They've accepted the materials you submitted. However, they still want to know some details about what you encountered during your escape and the combat strength of the Alliance regular army. They'll probably contact you to hold an inquiry meeting."
"When?"
"Three days from now."
Malik looked at him expressionlessly and spread his hands.
"Why not now? It's not like I have anything better to do."
"We need to interrogate