As the depth gradually deepened, the pressure in the water increased, and the unique tightness of leather clothes appeared again.
Charles carefully watched his surroundings for several seconds and breathed a sigh of relief. The huge skeleton did not appear, so it seemed that he should have avoided it.
Time passed little by little, and when they arrived at the bottom of the sea again, they found that the situation was different from the last time. There was a creature standing in the sea city here, a creature that was more than ten meters tall and was right below them.
It was a black creature that looked like a tree root, with three slender spider-like legs growing from its lower body, slowly walking in the sea.
Charles did not dare to be careless. This time, he did not rush to the surface, but took the shark and hid behind a car that was completely covered with corals.
Fortunately, this time, maybe it was invisible or not interested in Charles and the others, it slowly walked away.
Charles breathed a sigh of relief, pushed off the coral rock with his feet, and swam towards a nearby building. The place where 319 was being accommodated was nearby.
According to Tuba's narration, Charles soon found a small red-roofed house that was inconspicuous among many buildings.
It was quite inconspicuous. If Tuba had not been absolutely certain that this was where the relics were kept, he would have thought that this was just a public toilet in a bustling city.
Charles stopped in front of the house. He gently pulled the door handle with his hand, but he didn't expect that the rotten door handle was pulled down by him and the whole door collapsed.
The space behind the door was very small, with only a corridor sloping downwards. It seemed to be just an entrance to some place.
After gesturing at Feuerbach a few times with his hands, he took out the black blade, held it in his hand, and slowly reached inside.
Not long after they entered, a dark shadow flashed by in the corner.
The downhill corridor inside was very narrow. As he walked down, Charles had an inexplicable illusion that the sea water around him was gradually solidifying.
There was another door at the end of the corridor. It was a pair of steel doors with a unique structure. Charles could easily tell that this was an elevator.
I don’t know what metal the elevator is made of. After all these years, there is no rust at all, only a thin layer of black substance attached to it.
"Swish!" Charles inserted the black blade in his hand into the elevator door and rotated it vigorously, trying to cut a hole. However, the hardness of the elevator was beyond his imagination. After cutting for a long time, he only pulled a long line on the wall.
Feuerbach patted Charles on the shoulder and smiled with his white teeth.
As he opened his mouth and shouted something, the sharks swarmed over, opened their bloody mouths full of barbed fangs, and began to bite the elevator door frantically.
The elevator door was very hard, but even though the sharks' teeth were flying everywhere in the sea water, they showed no sign of letting go.
The elevator door was very hard and was not torn into pieces by the sharks. Instead, the sharks used their strength to break through it and knocked the entire door off the wall.
Nodding to Feuerbach, Charles swam towards the exposed elevator shaft.
The dark elevator shaft was very depressing. Charles touched both sides with his hands and slowly moved down.
If his guess was correct, the relics should be placed here, but then again, all kinds of relics are very dangerous, and the Foundation will not place them where others can easily touch them.
The dark elevator shaft was very depressing. Charles' muscles were tense and his mind was extremely tense, guarding against any possible danger.
Although I learned from Tuba that this base, like the third laboratory, contains some static relics, but relics are difficult to explain scientifically, so who can say for sure
With Charles being extremely careful, they slowly came to the first exit of the elevator.
Looking inside from the door, I saw some kind of conference room or corridor, but unfortunately it was completely rotten and no longer presentable.
Feuerbach showed a trace of reluctance on his face, but he finally raised a flag to show that he understood.
He patted one shark's smooth body with his hand and kissed it on the tip of its nose.
The red shark swung its tail fin and rushed quickly into the depths of the place.
The shark was very fast and returned in just a few minutes. It circled around Feuerbach and rubbed him gently with its fins.
When Charles saw Feuerbach shaking his head at him, he knew that there was nothing worth noting in it.
They continued to dive, and as they searched layer by layer, Charles could see that there seemed to be a huge underground building under the elevator shaft, with layers of buildings underneath.
There are all kinds of facilities inside, which can fully support the survival of tens of thousands of people.
But now it has become a dead city, without even the slightest trace of human beings.
Walking in this dead city that sank to the bottom of the sea, one can't help but feel scared, but fortunately there is no danger in these places for the time being.
Charles searched floor by floor, but he reached the 8th floor.
This time Charles did not let the shark investigate. He saw a door not far from the entrance with a sign of No. 241 on it, and a fingerprint recognition lock on the wall next to it.
Charles' heart tightened when he saw the capital Arabic numerals. He had found the place. This was the place where Tuba mentioned the static relics.
Charles was not in a hurry to go in and look for it, as the difference between 241 and 7 was a bit too big.
He supported himself on the rotten concrete rock wall with his hands and continued to move down.
165, 127, 65, 32. The numbers got smaller with each floor. When he reached the last floor, he stopped. On the door in front of him, there was a big number 1 written on it.
Charles swam slowly inside. In the silent dark corridor, the 319 relics inside Gate 7 must be inside.
Suddenly, his body tensed up and his slow breathing quickened.
Right in front of him, where Tubat had specifically warned him to be alert, was Gate Number 3, the ordinary Gate Number 3.
Charles didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the door could open at any time.
"Didn't they say that nothing here would move?" Charles looked around nervously, fearing that something would jump out from inside.
But he waited for a long time, and everything was still dark around him, and there was nothing unusual.
Feuerbach, who was standing next to him, kept signaling with flags, asking what had happened and why there was such a reaction.
Charles put aside the uneasiness in his heart and quickly controlled his breathing. He couldn't waste oxygen in this place.
Charles pushed hard against the wall with his flippered feet and walked quickly towards Door 7.
(End of this chapter)