Although Oliver could not exactly be called a scientist, he had always had to rely on himself, so he knew a little of many different skills. He was probably also the best cook in the Justice League.
After he tinkered around for a while, the engine started up, and the lights throughout the hall gradually came on.
Half the bulbs inexplicably remained dark, perhaps because mice had chewed through their wires, but Oliver was already satisfied with that result.
Many things in the hall were covered with canvas. In the center, what appeared to be instruments formed a circle, while even more crates of various sizes were stacked against the surrounding walls.
"Your Safehouse?"
Su Ming waved a hand in front of himself, brushing aside the dust floating in the air.
"Yes. It's completely isolated from the outside world. Even the air and water are internally recycled and purified. It's dry and safe here."
Oliver recalled the layout around him, pulled the canvas off the instruments, and restarted the console.
None of these instruments were particularly advanced. They looked more like relics from the last century, but sometimes the older the trick, the more reliable it was.
"What's this?" Bobo jumped onto the console and pointed at a row of bulbs. "God, is this a computer? Did you buy it from a junkyard?"
Green Arrow shrugged and turned in a circle as he activated every machine. Multicolored indicator lights and buttons lit up one after another.
"After the Great Alliance disbanded, some civil-defense installations were abandoned. Anything useful inside ended up on the international black market. I just placed an order. I don't care where they came from."
Su Ming walked over and casually tapped one of the buttons. It felt stiff, as though the gears needed oil.
"The reliability