The post-apocalyptic world has a space full of supplies.

Chapter 162 Beijing Research Institute (4)

"It's not that bad, let's look at the computer first." Yang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lu Yuan walk back to his desk. He moved closer to Lu Yuan and looked at the computer that was starting up with him. Lu Yuan had tried to start it up several times before, but the ambient temperature was too low, and it would stop running as soon as it started.

"It still doesn't work." Yang Xiao looked at the monitor and the host power light that had gone out again, took the new gloves from Lu Yuan and put them on. "Why don't you use your mobile camera to check if there's a door number or something at the door? At least we need to know our exact location now."

“I tried, but it didn’t work.” After saying that, Lu Yuan looked at the three corpses next to him.

"I advise you not to. Let your little thing walk a few more steps first and see," Yang Xiao immediately interrupted him.

“Okay.” Lu Yuan opened his palm again, and a small light screen quickly appeared in his palm.

Then, the screen slowly expanded until Yang Xiao next to him could easily see it. It was an extremely low angle, and the surroundings were pitch black. If it weren't for the night vision function, he wouldn't have been able to see anything at all.

This little thing walked only two or three meters in the dark corridor before seeing several elevators, which should be the elevator lobbies of this building. The machine tilted up slightly and then a close-up of the elevator lobbies was shown.

Just as Yang Xiao was trying to decipher what was written on a sign hanging between the elevators, the entire screen suddenly disappeared with a "snap".

"How could zombies find such a tiny thing so quickly?" Lu Yuan gestured to indicate the size of the mobile camera, which was about the size of the first joint of his little finger.

"Holy crap, this little gadget of yours also has artificial intelligence?" Yang Xiao remembered that zombies were set to prioritize and destroy artificial intelligence, but he didn't expect that Lu Yuan's portable little camera could also be targeted.

"Uh-huh." Lu Yuan wasn't really sure either, but when he looked at the second little thing he had just taken out of his palm, he realized that it probably did have a system AI, since it had answered Yang Xiao's question on its own.

"Why is your voice so cute?" Yang Xiao thought the slightly cute mechanical voice was actually quite endearing. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was actually a small, black, oval-shaped thing about the size of a finger joint in Lu Yuan's palm under the light screen.

Then, they saw Yang Xiao's huge, astonished face on the screen...

"Can I switch screens? I really don't want to see myself looking so unkempt." Yang Xiao immediately covered his face. After all, no one likes to see their face so closely, especially with such high resolution and large image size, where even the pores are clearly visible.

"Uh..." With a cute mechanical voice, the scene switched to Lu Yuan's big face.

"Can we not look at faces?" Lu Yuan shook his head and smiled helplessly. "I want to see the video recorded earlier."

"Okay, Dr. Lu." With Mengmeng's mechanical voice, the video footage from before began to replay, finally freezing on the blurry elevator scene.

"Can you freeze a clear image?" Yang Xiao felt dizzy looking at the blurry image, so he imitated Lu Yuan and asked the AI.

"The instruction target is not an authorized target, Dr. Lu. Is this your new boyfriend? Should I add him to the authorized list? You can sync the information to your fiancé..." Lu Yuan then realized that this AI was actually a system on the starship, and this guy was quite talkative.

"I agree to the authorization, but I disagree with the synchronization! This is my buddy." Lu Yuan immediately interrupted, afraid that this guy would say that his so-called fiancé was Gu Nanfeng.

"Okay, Dr. Lu, but every relationship begins with the authorization between brothers..." The system mumbled as it performed a full-body scan on Yang Xiao, establishing the data. Of course, Yang Xiao was completely unaware of any of this.

"Why does it call you Dr. Lu?" Yang Xiao turned to ask Lu Yuan, "Why is the system not following my instructions and asking for authorization?"

"This is the starship's system. Many interstellar items with intelligent AI in the space should be connected to this system, except for the mecha I'm wearing." Lu Yuan didn't know how to explain it, so he just explained what he understood. "Anyway, the first time I entered the starship, it said it was my private starship."

"Hello, Yang Xiao, I am Dr. Lu Yuan's private starship. You can call me 'Memory' or 'Home.' Based on interstellar regulations, I am now granting you Level 1 authorization for Dr. Lu's private starship. How would you like me to address you from now on, Yang Sir? Brother Yang? Little Yang?" The system spoke again after the scan was completed.

"So, the title 'Dr. Lu' was something you set yourself?" Hearing the system ask this, Yang Xiao felt that Lu Yuan probably had also chosen a title himself. He then looked at the little thing in Lu Yuan's hand and asked, "Why wasn't there an option for 'Great Artist Yang'?"

"Hello, Xiao Yang, now we are showing you a clear video freeze-frame." Yang Xiao never expected the system to be so unpredictable, not giving him a choice at all, and clearly just following his preferences.

"Who invented this thing? If I can find him, I'll beat him to a pulp first." Yang Xiao rolled his eyes, but now was not the time to be pretentious about a title. He looked up at the screen again. The picture was much clearer, and he could clearly see two elevators recorded. In the middle of the elevators, there was a sign, which should be a floor indicator.

“Enlarge the sign between the two elevators,” Lu Yuan said.

"Okay, Dr. Lu." The system voice ended, and the screen began to zoom in. After all, it was a product of humanity's future interstellar era, and the image was still very clear no matter how it was zoomed in. Only when Lu Yuan could see the text on the sign did he call for a stop.

"The research institute actually has an office for the public?" Yang Xiao looked at the whole sign. He hadn't expected that the office was on the first floor.

“Who knows? Floors 2-10 are all laboratories, but it doesn’t say what kind of research they are.” Lu Yuan pointed to the floor plan on the screen.

“Floors 10-15 are offices, and there’s nothing written on floors 16-18.” Yang Xiao was completely dumbfounded. All organizations and research institutes can write floor signs like this, but for people like them who don’t work here, it’s pointless for them to look at them.

"Floors 16-18 should be the leaders' offices," Lu Yuan guessed, based on the typical layout of a company or workplace.

“But we’re on the 18th floor right now, and this suite doesn’t look like a leader’s office.” Yang Xiao pointed to the small office. It was just the right size for an ordinary office manager, but it was a bit too small for a senior leader. Plus, there were so many workstations outside the suite. It didn’t look like a leader’s office at all.