"Although the low temperatures have restrained these Undeath Disease patients, it isn't absolute zero, after all. Their bodies are frozen, their vital activity is restricted to an extremely low level, they can barely move, and their thoughts have slowed as well.
If there's any danger once we go in, I'll warn you and help you aim..."
Beta went over the precautions with Yang Yi, its voice coming from inside the insulated suit.
The suit had a built-in circulation system with adjustable temperature, currently set to a comfortable 24 degrees. Its remaining charge or energy was 81%, and its remaining oxygen was 59%.
Yang Yi himself wasn't afraid. This was nothing major to him, but as an intelligent AI, Beta still dutifully went through the warnings.
After all, he had just had his memories "wiped."
After indicating that he was ready, he followed Beta's instructions and stood at the designated spot.
There were even projected rings and arrows on his visor, showing him where to stand.
"Technology really is convenient. Even if your body and weapons aren't strong enough, technology can make up for it. It's just that the cost of learning and development is too high..."
Yang Yi had thoroughly indulged in high technology, and he liked it very much.
Unlike the Scholar, however, he was a staunch believer in taking what was already available. He only wanted ready-made weapons and equipment, skipping the process in between.
Once he was in position, the light from the strips along the room's walls all turned cool.
It didn't affect visibility, but it lent things a different air, and Yang Yi grew more focused.
He was now standing before a large door, waiting for it to open. The patients were presumably behind it. It felt very much like playing a shooting game.
Suddenly,