Player Reload

Where does gravity come from in a void? If the outside is a vacuum and not airtight, the air would have leaked away long ago.

The sweat hairs on Li Cheng’s cheeks slightly trembled, as if lightly electrified. He paused for a moment and pulled out a Geiger counter from the three-dimensional warehouse.

Crack, crack, crack, crack!

The argon gas in the Geiger-Müller tube is ionized by high-energy particles, generating dense electrical signals, emitting a thick, hair-raising noise of chaotic white noise.

After a brief pause, the six players almost simultaneously took out their nuclear radiation protective suits and clumsily put them on.

Everyone’s protective suit styles were different. Don Juan and Mei Wenyi wore lead plate protective suits produced by the slum, bulky and large like barrels, but offering comprehensive protection without dead angles.

Gouchen, from the Southeast Asian conglomerate, wore a more advanced tantalum-tungsten-bismuth-multimetal alloy composite protective suit, shining with silver light, much lighter.

Whereas Maxwell, whose family spared no expense in his development, wore the highest-grade boron-filled high-density polyethylene + tungsten composite layer suit, able to simultaneously block γ/X/β rays and absorb neutrons,

with a whole layer of magic scrolls on the innermost side, not the mass-produced anti-magic barrier scrolls

but specially commissioned and hand-drawn by a senior mage, anti-radiation scrolls. Evidently, his financial resources were substantial.

Hmm...quite intriguing indeed, as Shindai Kyuu from the Japan Island Anomaly Investigation Bureau also wore expensive magic scroll-type protective clothing.

The reason could be because Sun Island has a nuclear constitution, and natural disasters frequently occur with the risk of nuclear power plants exploding.

What a Hell joke, no, a Paradise joke.

"Gulp."

Donning protective gear, Mei Wenyi swallowed a few potassium iodide, radiation-suppressing, anti-radiation pills, feeling still unsafe, he drank two bottles of healing magic potion.

"Nuclear radiation kills cells and causes DNA to break. Regular healing magic potions just promote cell division, useless against nuclear radiation."

Maxwell spoke rapidly, also taking out a Geiger counter, discovering that the radiation near the window was much higher than the wall behind it,

he forcefully kicked the wall, listened to the dull echo, and quickly said, "The wall is a composite structure, presumably added with a boron material that can absorb neutrons.

This proves the builders considered radiation protection at the outset.

Which means the windows..."

"The windows shouldn’t be completely unprotected, letting radiation come in unchecked."

Li Cheng reached out to touch the upper edge of the window frame, indeed finding a hidden compartment with a metal plate an inch thick.

That should be a composite radiation protection panel that could be lowered.

But due to the lack of certain component, it got stuck there.

"Need to find some sort of key, handle, ring. It should be in the room."

Li Cheng calmly stated. The others immediately started rummaging through boxes, flipping through books, or crawling under beds, or trying to dismantle the coffee table sofa.

Just searching by hand was too slow. Mei Wenyi took a large wooden villa-style child’s toy house from the backpack, flipped it upside down, and shook it vigorously.

Crash.

Hundreds of...Barbie dolls spilled out of the toy villa.

To be precise, it’s Barbie’s boyfriend from the Barbie universe—Ken.

1961’s first blond Ken, 1982’s first African-American Ken, biker Ken, disco Ken, beach Ken...

Hundreds of Ken dolls, and they all could speak.

"Oh my, Goddess, even fully clothed, you’re still so beautiful!"

"Has the Goddess descended? Really?"

"Dear Goddess, do you need us to do anything?"

In some sense, the charm flow is also a type of summoning stream. Mei Wenyi lightly coughed and solemnly ordered, "Find me some kind of key, handle, ring-like object."

"As you command!"

All the Ken dolls busily got to work, their activity matched human efficiency, quickly finding a metal ring with a vertical bolt in the sofa crevice.

Mei Wenyi packed all the Kens back into the toy villa, then handed the metal ring to Li Cheng.

Li Cheng fumbled with the metal ring, screwing the bolt into the corner hole of the metal plate. With a click, the invisible power covering the window dissipated by itself, allowing Li Cheng to pull down the metal plate to cover the window.

The radiation diminished by half, everyone sighed in relief yet also had more questions.

Where exactly is this place? What happened with the corpse on the bed? Clearly, there’s a radiation shield, yet it wasn’t opened in time...

Click.

The sound interrupted Maxwell’s thoughts, as Li Cheng opened the already scrapped centrifuge, from which he picked out a test tube containing mattress sponge.

Don Juan’s eyelids twitched, "Mr. Pi Fu, you’re..."

"The centrifuge and chromatograph are already scrapped, can’t be used, right?"

Li Cheng calmly said, "That’s why I’ll handle this myself."

Turning around, he raised the test tube over his head in front of the shocked eyes of Gouchen and others, pouring the unknown liquid into his mouth, followed by gurgling sounds.

"Ugh!"

Mei Wenyi and Maxwell, having never seen such a scene, instantly began dry-heaving against the wall. That was surely rotten raw liquid, aged indescribably long, arghhhhh.

Gouchen’s face also turned pale, and he instinctively stepped back half a step.

No wonder, no wonder big brother Arctic told him not to think about settling accounts with Pifu.

The gap between the two sides is not just about luck, battle skills, or connections, but more importantly, Pifu is much more ruthless on the lower limits.

"..."

Don Juan and Divine Era Rain Prayer managed to maintain emotional stability; they were both the backbone of their respective guilds, climbing up step by step without backgrounds or resources,

so they are more adaptable and won’t waver easily... Damn!

Don Juan and Divine Era Rain Prayer both widened their eyes as they saw Li Cheng drink an unknown liquid in one gulp, then grab the black unknown substance in the skeleton’s chest and abdomen,

turn his back to everyone and pour it into his mouth, savoring it like chewing coffee.

"Inside the sofa’s sponge, aside from the decay fluid, there are also barbiturate sedatives, benzodiazepine sleeping pills.

The black substance in the skeleton’s chest and abdomen is maggots, precisely, the larvae of the green blowfly.

The specific process was that the body took excessive sleeping pills to commit suicide, and before dying, deliberately left fly eggs nearby, allowing the green blowfly to hatch, breed, and lay eggs, producing maggots,

so that the maggots quickly decompose its own body.

The reason we didn’t find more fly eggs in the room is that the deceased deliberately destroyed the windows during their lifetime."

Li Cheng smacked his lips and said, "Although the principle is unclear, the radiation seems to appear intermittently.

The deceased timed it just right, letting one batch of maggots decompose the body, and they were killed by radiation before developing into adult flies."

He turned around to find Mike and the others looking at him with a mix of fear, awe, and admiration.

"Why are you all staring at me, do you want to try some?"

He grabbed a handful of the remaining blowfly larvae, and everyone quickly shook their heads like fans, avoiding Li Cheng’s gaze.

In reality... Li Cheng wasn’t that perverted; he turned his back to throw the test tubes and leftover substances entirely into the Three-dimensional Warehouse, handing them over to the Great Swarm for analysis.

Li Cheng dropped the black sludge, "The currently confirmed information is that the deceased frequently injured themselves before death and deliberately left fly eggs to quickly destroy their body.

Firstly excluding religious factors, the most likely reason is that the body needs to be destroyed for the deceased to die in peace.

For instance, zombies, undead resurrection, reanimation of the deceased, and so on."

While talking, he came to the door and examined it carefully; the door had no keyhole or doorknob, was flush with the door frame, and had no peephole.

He knocked hard on the door, and could hear slight metallic sounds coming from inside the wooden door, as if it had a special structure.

"Umm..."

Despite her lingering shock, Mei Wenyi, with professional courtesy, asked, "Why did you initially rule out the possibility of religious suicide?"

"Simple, there are so many books on the shelf, but no religious texts."

Li Cheng replied casually, "Religious texts are one of the most widely circulated types globally; if one intended to collect them, it would be the easiest... Hmm?"

He thought of something: the diverse books on the shelf, the carefully preserved expensive furniture, all collected from different places.

By comparison, the patched wallpaper seemed overly cheap.

He stepped forward, using a Little Knife to tear off the patches, revealing symbols and numbers printed behind each patch.

Ρ, J, μ0, c, 8.854.

"Maxwell!"

Mike’s eyes lit up as he quickly explained, "Not referring to me, but to the origin of my name,

James Clerk Maxwell, the founder of electromagnetism in history, and one of the pioneers of statistical physics.

In physics, P can represent mass density, (optical/wave) reflectance, charge density.

j can represent angular momentum, moment of inertia, current density.

c can represent specific heat capacity, speed of light.

But when combined with μ0 and 8.854, it can only be the Maxwell equations.

μ0 refers to the permeability of free space, and 8.854 refers to the permittivity of free space."

On the shelf, there’s even an electromagnetism book, authored by Edward Mills Purcell (who won the Nobel Prize in Physics in 1952 for the discovery of nuclear magnetic resonance), titled "Electromagnetism - Berkeley Physics Course Volume 2."

Upon opening it, the pages were regular, but in the crevices of the book cover’s packaging, there was a samarium-cobalt magnet card.

As for the use of the card...

"Compared to the easily irreversibly demagnetized neodymium magnets by neutron radiation, samarium-cobalt magnets are more radiation-resistant and less prone to demagnetization."

Li Cheng held the card and tried it around the room; it clicked onto the inside of the main door.

As the card moved, the inner mechanics of the door made clicking sounds.

"No wonder the door doesn’t need a doorknob inside."

Li Cheng pondered, "The lock of this door has no keyhole but is replaced by a bolt system composed of two magnets.

When one wants to open the door from outside, returning indoors, they need to swipe the magnet card to pull the first magnet bolt, unlocking the door.

And after entering, they swipe the card once more, pushing the second magnet bolt to lock it.

Due to the insulation material in the door, the second magnet bolt cannot be controlled from outside, equivalently locking the door from inside."

As he spoke, he had already pushed open the door.