Lin Qiye and the others carried their luggage into the lonely, dilapidated warehouse.
Judging by its exterior, the warehouse was roughly the size of three football fields. Its outer walls were painted red, though no one knew what it had originally stored. At the top of the warehouse, several large, faded white characters were painted:
—No. 0213 Heavy Equipment Storage Facility.
When they pushed open the rust-speckled warehouse doors, clouds of dust billowed out through the cracks, accompanied by a strange odor.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Baili Pangpang waved away the dust and could not help complaining, "This comprehensive education site is way too awful. It's so much worse than the Training Camp."
"After all, we don't have the authority to mobilize Night Watchmen resources. It's already good enough that they didn't make us live under a bridge."
Lin Qiye was the first to enter the warehouse and switch on the lights. Fortunately, although the facilities were old, the wiring had been maintained fairly well. Every light blazed brightly, illuminating the entire warehouse in an instant.
A vast, empty expanse appeared before Lin Qiye and the others.
"This was probably a warehouse for storing large machinery. Once everything inside was moved away, it was left completely empty." An Qingyu swept his gaze across the open space, which was nearly as large as an entire stadium, and made his deduction.
Lin Qiye and the others continued deeper into the warehouse. Along its edges, they discovered several separate rooms that had likely once served as living quarters for the warehouse staff. Though the facilities were old, they were still livable and did not carry any strange odor.
As for beds, blankets, and the like, those were easy to handle. Baili Pangpang still had cups, mattresses, toiletries, and other supplies he had stocked up