The Hell's Gate expedition team's first action meeting began.
Inside the conference room.
A three-dimensional holographic image appeared above the round table in the conference room.
Standing at the head of the table, Lu Zhou swept his gaze over the expedition members seated before him and spoke in a grave tone.
"Although I had originally planned to hold this meeting tonight, what I have to say next may be important, so this action meeting has been moved up."
"Over the past two months, our Project 128 team deployed various detection devices, including remote-controlled vehicles, tethered probes, and seismic detectors, to explore the area beneath the ruins."
"The holographic image you are looking at now is a model of the tunnel distribution beneath the ruins. The green lines represent the most recently detected routes, while the yellow lines are historical routes. The numbers beside them correspond to the detection times."
"Limited by the length of the control cables, the maximum exploration range of the remote vehicles we deployed was only around one kilometer. They did not reach the deepest part of the ruins. But even from these routes alone, it is not difficult to see that the passages beneath the ruins are constantly changing."
The moment they heard that conclusion, surprised murmurs immediately spread around the conference table.
Looking at the varied expressions on everyone's faces, Lu Zhou paused for a moment before continuing in a solemn voice.
"The reason these tunnels are changing remains unclear. But one thing is obvious: we probably have no fixed map to rely on. We can only depend on intuition and luck to find the path leading to the underground ruins."
"What worries me is not the possibility of getting lost, but the cause of this strange phenomenon... This is only my speculation, but I