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The two continued down the slope, their footsteps amplified several times in the enclosed space.

"Da da da."

The sound of leather shoes striking the ground was crisp and rhythmic, echoing in layers, like the heartbeat of some giant beast.

As you venture deeper inside, the surrounding air becomes noticeably cooler.

The dampness from the ground, mixed with a faint smell of rust and concrete, seeped into my nostrils.

Under the bright white light of the iodine-tungsten lamp, the surrounding scenery was clearly visible in every detail.

There is no exposed rock or soil here; all you can see are high-grade bluish-gray concrete walls.

Although the surface was covered with a thick layer of dust, it remained flat and tight, with no signs of cracks or water seepage.

Fang Cheng reached out and touched the wall beside him.

The cold, hard touch on my fingertips, the solid, heavy feedback, made me have no doubt that this place could remain safe even in the event of a bombing.

"Brother Cheng, the construction quality of the air-raid shelter is simply amazing."

Lin Chuqiao followed beside her, her voice of admiration echoing in the empty cave:
"According to the owner's information, this is a high-level civil defense project built in the 1960s during the war preparation period. Look at the top—"

She pointed to the enormous, perfectly arched dome above her head:

"The entire structure was cast using C50 high-grade reinforced concrete, with a thickness of over four meters, and it also underwent special earthquake-resistant structural treatment."

"Not to mention conventional bombs, even the aftershocks of bunker buster bombs can withstand this place. We won't need to carry out any additional reinforcement measures after we move in."

As they spoke, the sloping road came to an end, and the terrain became flat and open.

My eyes suddenly opened up.

This is a breathtakingly large underground corridor, resembling a reinforced concrete palace buried deep underground.

"Excluding the slope we just passed, the effective depth here is 252 meters, and the total area exceeds 3,600 square meters."

Lin Chuqiao stood at the open entrance, unfolding another set of architectural drawings, and clearly explained her grand blueprint:

"First, this area under our feet will be initially designated as a 'buffer zone'."

"We need to install a new decontamination spray system and security gates. Before anyone enters the base, they must undergo strict identity verification and disinfection."

As she spoke, she led Fang Cheng several dozen meters further inside.

There are many neat and independent cubicles on both sides of the passage.

Judging from the architectural style, these rooms were originally intended to be barracks for civilians seeking refuge and for soldiers to garrison.

The door frame is still intact, but the door itself is rusted and looks weathered.

“This area is relatively isolated and close to the entrance, so I plan to designate it as the living area for the organization’s members.”

Lin Chuqiao pointed to one of the open-door cubicles, which contained an iron bed and wardrobe, among other amenities.

"The first thirty rooms have basically retained the original double-layer bunk structure. Each room can accommodate 8 to 10 people. After a repaint and renovation, they will be standard dormitories."

"As for the larger rooms inside, which used to be warehouses for storing supplies, we can renovate them and continue to use them."

She adjusted her glasses, her tone revealing a shrewd calculation as she explained her plans in detail:
"The air-raid shelter was originally designed with an independent NBC protection system. As long as we repair the air filtration device and unclog the pipes connecting to the deep underground water source, this place can be a self-sufficient doomsday fortress."

"After the dormitories and warehouses are built, they can be used to store enough compressed dry food, canned food and medicine to feed hundreds of people for half a year."

"If any uncontrollable chaos occurs outside, or if the organization is wanted by the authorities, this is our most secure and hidden safe house."

"You've thought it through very thoroughly."

Fang Cheng gave an approving comment.

Lin Chuqiao's proactive and forward-thinking personality makes her well-suited to the role of the organization's head steward.

He glanced at the rows of somewhat shabby rooms, then turned to look at the woman beside him, raising an eyebrow slightly:
"However, Chu Qiao, you seem to have forgotten the most important part of being an organization of superhumans."

"Food and lodging alone are not enough; what about the core area of ​​our base?"

Lin Chuqiao smiled sweetly upon hearing this, a sly glint in her eyes:
"Brother Cheng, don't worry, there's still plenty of space ahead."

As she spoke, she continued to lead the way with light steps in her high heels.

Passing through the living area, the interior design style has clearly changed.

Some faded decorative paintings remain on the walls, and the floor has been replaced with terrazzo tiles.

"These used to be the officers' quarters; the environment here is much better."

Lin Chuqiao pointed to several suites with private bathrooms on the left:

“I plan to turn this into a lounge for senior executives, and I’ll keep it for you and future core members.”

Then, she pointed to an open area across the street:

“I will transform this area into an entertainment and leisure area. I want to set up a small bar, a few pool tables, and a multimedia audio-visual room.”

"After all, everyone will be operating underground for a long time in the future, which will put a lot of psychological pressure on them. Appropriate relaxation is necessary."

The two of them walked deeper into the base while planning its future construction.

The further you go in, the more spacious and desolate the surroundings become, and the quieter the air becomes.

Several diesel generator sets crouched in the corner like silent steel behemoths, covered with a thick layer of dust.

When you reach about halfway through, you see a concrete barrier wall blocking the way, dividing the air-raid shelter into two sections.

In the center of the wall is a heavy double-leaf explosion-proof iron door.

The complex and sophisticated mechanical structure of the door lock indicates its extremely high level of protection.

"This wall serves as a natural boundary."

Lin Chuqiao pointed to the deep space behind the door, her tone becoming serious:

"The isolated area behind the door is nearly 1,000 square meters in size and is a completely enclosed structure. No one knows exactly what it was used for before, but I speculate that it was probably a biological laboratory or ammunition depot during the war preparation period."

"I plan to install a biometric system at the access control point, using a dual verification mode of iris and fingerprint."

"The area behind the door will be designated as a restricted zone for the Illuminati, housing an armory, an equipment supply depot, and a high-standard laboratory."

"The maintenance, repair, modification and development of firearms and ammunition acquired by the organization, and even the research and preservation of some special supernatural items will all be completed in this enclosed space."

At this point, she specifically pointed to the pipes covering the ceiling:
"Therefore, I will independently modify the ventilation system in the latter half and adopt a negative pressure design."

"Even if the weapons depot explodes or there is a biological or chemical leak in the laboratory, it will not affect the living area outside, ensuring absolute safety."

Fang Cheng nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Lin Chuqiao's vision for the laboratory can be said to have precisely met her needs.

If the Illuminati acquires any more artifacts with strong radiation, such as "Ancient Remains" or "Crimson Eye," they can store them here.

Even if no research results are achieved, it can avoid causing pollution to the outside world and enhance secrecy.

This will save him from worrying about finding a suitable storage place; he can't keep these dangerous things at home forever.

After viewing this core area concerning the organization's military strength, the two climbed up the iron ladder on one side and arrived at a suspended steel structure platform.

The platform is erected on top of the experimental area, connecting the front and back parts of the air-raid shelter like a bridge.

There is also a control room next to it. Through the large observation window covered in dust, you can look down at the entire front half of the space and get a great view.

Lin Chuqiao pushed open the creaking door, entered the dusty room, and continued her introduction:

"I plan to convert it into an intelligence center and high-level conference room, but the engineering aspects will be quite complicated."

“Deep underground, the thick concrete and rock layers provide a natural signal shielding effect. While this can prevent information leakage to some extent, it is a fatal flaw for intelligence command and operations.”

She looked up, pointed to the ventilation shaft leading straight to the ground above, and then offered a solution:
"Therefore, I need to use this shaft to bring in a high-capacity fiber optic line and connect it to a ground-based satellite relay terminal to install a high-power signal booster." "Of course, all the necessary anti-eavesdropping and anti-signal tracking equipment across the entire frequency band is also essential to ensure that this place is a one-way transparent safe room at all times."

As Lin Chuqiao explained, Fang Cheng looked around at the impregnable underground fortress and felt an unprecedented sense of control.

It was as if they now possessed an independent kingdom, an underground world completely under their control.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.

This sense of security, buried deep underground and encased in tens of thousands of tons of rock and concrete, is something that no high-end office building can provide.

After lingering for a while, the two followed the steps at the other end of the suspended platform to the deepest part of the air-raid shelter.

Before them lay an extremely vast rectangular space, with the ground exposed as a rough yet incredibly hard high-strength concrete foundation.

You can even see the bolt holes for fixing heavy machinery that were reserved back then.

"This is a large space; it's the last functional area."

Lin Chuqiao pointed to a large area against the wall on the left and said:
"Brother Cheng, I plan to build an underground shooting range first."

"The side walls are bulletproofed and covered with multiple layers of rubber pads to prevent ricochets. Combined with sound-absorbing cotton and flame-retardant panels, even if an automatic rifle is fired from inside, no sound can be heard from outside."

Then, she turned and pointed to the remaining open space, which was several hundred square meters in size:

"As for this place, it will be planned as a mixed martial arts training ground."

"I will purchase the top-of-the-line professional equipment and divide it into aerobic, strength, and combat zones. Whether it's daily physical training or sparring between members, this area is more than enough."

After listening to Lin Chuqiao's plan, Fang Cheng did not speak immediately.

He slowly walked to the center of the field, and in the unusually quiet space, he suddenly bent down and untied his shoelaces.

Then he took off his leather shoes and socks and stepped barefoot onto the cold, rough concrete floor.

Lin Chuqiao watched this scene with some confusion, but did not make a sound to disturb it.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, gripped the ground with his feet, and stomped his feet slightly.

"Oh!"

A dull thud came from beneath my feet, the tremor spreading along the soles of my feet, but the hard ground remained unmoved.

"The hardness is indeed quite good."

Fang Cheng muttered to himself, then his eyes narrowed and the muscles in his right leg tensed instantly.

The originally smooth muscle lines suddenly bulged out like steel wire.

This time, he held nothing back; his power surged through his spine, reaching his heels, and he stomped down heavily!

"boom--"

A deafening roar, like muffled thunder, exploded inside the sealed air-raid shelter, sending dust flying down from above.

The high-grade concrete floor beneath Fang Cheng's feet shattered instantly, as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer.

Countless fine cracks spread wildly outwards in a spiderweb pattern from the center of his foot, sending debris flying and revealing the twisted steel bars underneath.

The diameter of the entire spread was several meters wide.

Lin Chuqiao subconsciously took a half step back, her beautiful eyes wide open, her red lips slightly parted, her face full of astonishment.

This is C50 grade blast-resistant concrete!
Even if you smash it with a sledgehammer, you might not be able to leave a mark, but he actually stomped it to pieces?

But just a second later, the shock in Lin Chuqiao's eyes turned into a familiar trust.

This is the man she admires and adores; this is the most powerful chairman of the Illuminati!
No matter how astonishing the destructive power before them was, it was nothing more than a casual act for this man.

Fang Cheng felt the recoil from under his feet and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, calmly, she put her socks and shoes back on, and even stomped her heels on the ground to get used to the feeling of being encased in the shoes.

"Although it will still crack, it is much stronger than the shoddy construction outside."

He looked at the shocking spiderweb cracks at his feet, a relaxed smile playing on his lips:

"At least, I no longer have to worry about the floor breaking through with the slightest pressure, like in the apartment in Haitian Garden, or about the floor collapsing and killing my downstairs neighbor."

After speaking, he turned around and looked intently at Lin Chuqiao, who was still in a daze:

"The training ground is well planned, but it's not enough for me. These are just the basic facilities."

"Chu Qiao, I want to designate a specific area within it for further upgrades, as a 'Power Enhancement Zone'."

"Power Enhancement Zone?"

Lin Chuqiao was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, this is not a gym for ordinary people."

Fang Cheng pointed to the deepest part of the air-raid shelter, his tone revealing a wildness:
"Regular commercial fitness equipment is no different from toys for my current physical condition."

"I need you to contact a nearby steel mill or heavy machinery factory and order a batch of special equipment for me."

He gestured as he described the idea in his mind:

"First, I need weights, not those barbell plates that weigh tens of kilograms, they're too light. I need solid industrial steel ingots, or cylindrical cold-rolled steel coils."

"The starting weight is 100 kilograms, then 300 kilograms, 500 kilograms, and the largest I want is one ton or even two tons."

"Then I welded grips onto them, and that's how I made my dumbbells and barbells."

Seeing Lin Chuqiao's beautiful eyes widen, Fang Cheng didn't stop, and continued to offer an even more impactful proposal:
"Secondly, I need a custom-made hydraulic gantry crane."

"Find someone to weld a reinforced four-column steel frame and install high-strength steel cables and industrial pulley blocks specifically designed for dock cranes throughout."

"I don't want those useless counterweights for the resistance source. I want a few heavy-duty hydraulic cylinders that can be directly connected. I need the kind that can be steplessly adjusted and can provide at least five to ten tons of peak pressure. I also need the ability to add more weight as needed in the future."

Fang Cheng clenched his fists loosely, as if he were holding a thick steel cable capable of lifting a shipping container, and pulling it downwards with all his might:

"Only this kind of industrial-grade hydraulic device can simulate an extreme combat environment that is enough to crush a power user, and can truly tear my muscle fibers to achieve the training effect."

Upon hearing these astonishing demands, Lin Chuqiao couldn't help but push up her glasses to hide her inner shock.

Using a multi-ton steel coil as a barbell? Using a hydraulic press for resistance training?

Although I already knew that my president wasn't a normal person, this style of art is just too hardcore.

Lin Chuqiao took a deep breath and quickly jotted down these "abnormal" demands in her notebook:
“No problem. This is an industrial park, so it’s the easiest place to get these steel and hydraulic components.”

"As long as the money is there, let alone a ton of steel ingots, even if you want to drag in a scrapped locomotive to practice weightlifting, I can get it for you."

After recording the equipment, her gaze swept over the concrete barrier:
"But Brother Cheng, since you're going to build these big machines, we'll have to adjust our construction schedule."

"The sealed isolation wall must be broken through. Before the interior is renovated, we need to transport several tons of steel ingots and hydraulic equipment in and install them. Otherwise, these giant pieces of equipment will not be able to get in at all later."

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Fang Cheng nodded, then looked down at the cracked cement floor beneath his feet and added:

"Also, the ground in the training area needs to be re-treated."

"Ordinary cement foundations can't withstand my antics, nor can they withstand the impact of several tons of equipment. Besides, there will definitely be many monsters among our organization's members in the future."

He ground his toe into the crack and made his specific demands:
"The entire site will be covered with a corundum wear-resistant floor, and then a layer of shock-absorbing steel plate will be added underneath. I want this place to be as hard as tank armor, able to withstand any damage."

"clear."

Lin Chuqiao quickly jotted it down, then closed the notebook with a confident smile on her face:

"Leave it to me. I guarantee I'll create an upgraded gym that will satisfy you." (End of Chapter)