After receiving a communication from the head of the technical department, Magras immediately gave him a detailed account of everything he had experienced.
Upon hearing the news, the head of the technical department could barely contain his excitement. He immediately led a group of technicians and hurried over through the teleportation beacon.
The moment they stepped out of the teleportation passage, they impatiently pressed Magras. "Where is it? Where is the ancient technology?"
Since the underground space had lost the illumination provided by the flares and had sunk back into darkness, the head of the technical department could not see the technological equipment directly and could only question Magras anxiously.
Magras looked down at the burly technician before him and calmly asked, "Did you bring lighting equipment?"
The technician hurriedly pointed behind him. "We did."
Two auxiliary robots were carrying a large piece of equipment. It could not only generate electricity for lighting, but also directly supply power to large machinery. It had many functions and was extremely practical.
"Light the place up first. Otherwise, even if I tell you, you won't be able to see anything," Magras said flatly.
"Alright." The technician glanced at Magras, suppressed his excitement, then turned back to the two robots and began fiddling with the large device.
Before long, the entire hall was brightly illuminated, as though it were daytime.
Under the glow of the lighting equipment, the whole hall shone as bright as day. The technicians no longer needed to question Magras; they could clearly see the various machines standing throughout the hall, as well as the enormous tank.
"Wow! This tank is so huge! It's even more massive than an Apocalypse Tank!" More than a dozen technicians gathered around the enormous tank like excited children, crying out in amazement.
"I wonder what