The ruins of the ancient city are an open task and have been passed down for a long time. Every brick and every inch of the mural inside have been analyzed for hundreds of years.

The only conclusion that can be drawn is that there have been "miracles" here and their influence has continued to this day, but no one knows what this "miracles" means.

"I don't plan to get involved in this project because I know it has something to do with the Hand of Destiny. The horror of the Hand of Destiny is that whatever you find, you will be targeted by a shelter.

"A refuge will imprison you for life at the least and squeeze the last DNA on you; at worst, hehe, they like to use cloud bombs to completely solve all problems."

Zheng Yi said: "Maybe we will not find anything."

"Why do you have to participate? This is a task that pays for the harvest." Monk is an alternative to the shelter and is still an extreme realist on the surface.

Zheng Yi is an idealist.

If he is very utilitarian, he may have a completely different life. For example, when he was taking the college entrance examination, he would be able to make more money after graduation, which is much easier than a doctor.

"It doesn't matter if you help me organize a public information." Zheng Yi settled for the second best and looked at Monk with a little contempt: "Look, this job can be done by the front desk girl."

Monk said a big talk but couldn't do it one after another, and he felt disappointed. Since Zheng Yi just wanted to disclose the information, at least there would be no danger.

Of course, he also has his own pride and is determined to open the gap with the girl at the front desk.

So he wanted Zheng Yi to know that this endangered world also had a very powerful dark web.

"For each stronghold, they can only lay a LAN at most. Without an infrastructure network, the LANs of the strongholds cannot be connected. Some messengers specialize in communicating information between several strongholds and use hard disks to exchange information. But, just like in ancient times."

After Munch introduced the background, he realized that Zheng Yi was a little impatient.

Zheng Yi is a messenger, how could he not know this kind of common sense?

Monk continued:

"But I'm different. I have the back door of satellite communications, and the shelter has not even been discovered. So I can intervene in these LANs through the satellites in the sky as a signal from a shelter. You see."

Zheng Yi came to the monitor and saw Munch quickly opening more than a dozen windows of different styles. Before he could see the content clearly, Munch closed the window again and only displayed several progress bars.

"Look, I will search all the local area networks and all computers in the city as long as there is relevant information in it." Monk said proudly.

Zheng Yi glanced at Munch.

Monk was even more proud: "No need to thank you, these are public information to me."

Zheng Yi cleared his throat: "I want to ask, when will I get the result? The progress bar looks quite long."

"You may need to stay here for one night," Monk said. "If you don't mind, you can sleep in my house." He pointed upstairs: "I have a guest room above, forty yuan a night. But there is no other service. If you..."

Zheng Yi immediately took out four bills and decided on this room.

If you look for a hotel, you may have to pay extra for "no service".

Monk turned off the monitor and took Zheng Yi upstairs to look at the room.

This room is pretty good, with a window facing the backyard, a large soft-looking bed, and an empty shelf for guests to hang clothes. Overall, it's pretty clean.

"The bathroom is diagonally opposite." Monk pointed sideways.

Zheng Yi nodded and closed the door casually.

He stood at the door and glanced into the room again, and then, the man who had reached a certain level of fatigue jumped onto the bed and felt the flexibility of the mattress.

Although sleeping bags and tents are good, people still prefer houses, soft beds and bedding.

While Zheng Yi closed his eyes and rested, Monk was designing an algorithm to analyze and filter the collected data.

The next morning, Zheng Yi saw Munch who was in good spirits but bloodshot.

This strong programmer worked all night, and there were still grass-green drinks left in the cup.

The keen Zheng Yi could tell at a glance that it was a diluted mental recovery agent, and Monk stayed up late by taking drugs.

"Good morning." Zheng Yi took the initiative to say hello.

Monk stroked his finger, and the text file flew out of the monitor and flew into Zheng Yi's personal terminal.

Zheng Yi closed his mask and opened the newly received documents. He immediately entered the state and read the analysis.

The first part of this document is almost the same as the background information provided by the shelter. In summary, the Hand of Destiny achieved its goal through various means, and obtained an important shelter dungeon for humans on the surface.

The ruins of the ancient city are an important stronghold in the Hand of Destiny, and are also the bridgehead and the forward command center for implementing this infiltration plan.

In that era, high-level extraordinary people were still walking on the desert land, so there were various works by high-level extraordinary people in the ancient city.

The important backbone of the Hand of Destiny has been operating in this bridgehead for twenty years and has almost built it into a permanent fortification. It includes a magic circle designed by Sequence 2.

Zheng Yi lit his chin and said in his heart: My ex-girl is Sequence 2, is it the magic circle she left behind?

In Zheng Yi's impression, the young lady's magic array knowledge was thrown out of his solar system.

I don’t know why it’s not placed in the crystallization, which can save a lot of trouble.

Because there are the remains of Sequence 2, the ancient city naturally belongs to the key research objects of refuge.

Every symbolic stone, brick, and mural inside has been collected by the shelter. Even so, the shelter still firmly believes that there are secrets they have not excavated in the ruins of the ancient city.

In the lower half of the text, Monk draws an internal map of the ruins of the ancient city.

Zheng Yi took a deep breath and the entire ancient city was like an ant nest, with corridors connected in all directions, crisscrossing and connecting up and down. Even those with the best sense of direction may get lost in it.

There is also information about the ancient city revealed later. These information with only a half-claw does not involve the angel of Sequence 2, which does not mean much to Zheng Yi.

"We're cleared up." Monk said with relief.

"Okay, see you later." Zheng Yi sent a text message to Grayscale Space "Innocent Pupils", telling him the coordinates of the ancient city ruins, and asked to pay "gold coins" very well.

Just as Zheng Yi sent out the coordinates, Lin Shihong received a system prompt: The letter has been sent.

He put his bipod on the table and drank strong tea slowly:

The main show is about to be staged. What surprises will God bring to people?
Chapter completed!