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Zhang Zhao and Liquid Nitrogen looked over at the sound and saw a figure walking quickly out of a narrow passage on the east side of the stone coffin.

The person who came was wearing a white coat covered in dust and oil stains, with the cuffs rolled up to reveal his forearms.

He was around fifty years old, with gray and messy hair, and a pair of goggles perched on his nose.

He walked briskly, but when he saw Zhang Zhao and the liquid nitrogen, he suddenly stopped, his chest heaving violently.

"You...you came after receiving the signal? From GTI?"

His voice was hoarse and dry.

Zhang Zhao did not answer immediately.

The Relink brain-computer interface had silently scanned the other party—Narsir, the chief nuclear engineer of AZ3.

His vital signs were normal, but his heart rate was high and he had a strong stress response, but he had no weapons on him.

"Did you send the letter?" Zhang Zhao asked.

Nasir nodded vigorously.

He strode up to the two of them, lowered his voice, and spoke very quickly.

"The secondary cooling circuit of the reactor core has stopped! The backup system is also almost completely paralyzed!"

"I thought we could hold on a little longer, but... but Hudson transferred everyone away; he completely ignores this place!"

"Radiation levels are rising every day. If the main circuit completely fails, the reactor core will... will melt down!"

He paused here, his Adam's apple bobbing violently, as if he were trying to swallow some kind of fear.

"At that time, the entire AZ3 core area will be blown to bits, and nuclear contamination will spread throughout eastern Assara with the wind!"

When Liquid Nitrogen heard the word "meltdown," his body stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment.

He remained silent, but his knuckles, gripping the condenser controller tightly, had turned white.

Zhang Zhao did not hesitate.

"Do you have a way to stop it?"

"Yes!" Nasir turned and pointed to the dark entrance beneath the sarcophagus.

"The terminal control room for the cooling system is underground, and down there is a fully manual emergency injection device."

"If liquid nitrogen can be injected into the reactor core in an emergency, the temperature can be temporarily suppressed, gaining at least a 72-hour window of opportunity!"

He paused, his voice lowering slightly.

"But that road... is dangerous."

"The tunnel structure is unstable, some areas have been contaminated by radiation, and Hudson blocked the main tunnel entrances when he evacuated, so we can only use the old maintenance pipes."

Zhang Zhao tilted his head, his gaze meeting that of the liquid nitrogen for a fleeting moment.

Liquid nitrogen took a deep breath, his voice surprisingly calm.

"Lead the way."

Nasir said nothing more, turned around, bent down, and crawled into the entrance.

Zhang Zhao followed closely behind, with liquid nitrogen bringing up the rear.

The entrance was narrower than expected, and the walls were covered with an unknown condensate.

The emergency lights are spaced far apart, and most sections of the road can only be lit by headlamps.

The three walked down the sloping passage for about three or four minutes, the slope becoming steeper and the air becoming increasingly humid and hot.

Just then, Zhang Zhao heard a burst of electrical noise in his earpiece, followed by the sound of a terrifying claw.

"Shadow, can you hear me? We've detected unusual radiation fluctuations in the sarcophagus area, and they're continuing to rise."

Then, Butterfly's voice cut in, her tone more focused than usual.

"The engineer you just encountered... Nasir, we found his record in the old files of AZ3."

"He is indeed a nuclear engineer, but there is one note... he was once a core member of Hudson's team and participated in the early feasibility studies of dark star fuel."

There was a moment of silence on the communication channel.

The voice of the terrifying claw rang out again.

"We're not saying it's definitely a trap, but you should be careful."

Zhang Zhao did not stop walking.

But he turned his head slightly and glanced at the figure leading the way with his head down.

Nasir, who was walking at the front, did not turn around and continued to walk quickly, seemingly unaware of the communication.

Zhang Zhao pressed down on his headset, lowering the volume to the lowest setting.

"Received. Keep communication silent and continue."

He added, "What about Wuming's side?"

"He is at your three o'clock position and has already reached the top floor of the core area."

The voice of the monstrous claw calmed down.

"We have already synchronized his location with you. He is moving very fast and is approaching the control room."

Zhang Zhao frowned slightly and glanced at his three o'clock position, which was the core area.

He pressed the headset button. "Nameless, need backup?"

There was a brief two-second silence in the headset.

Then came the nameless voice, tinged with a slight panting.

"It's alright, you guys proceed according to plan. Leave the core area investigation to me!"

"it is good."

Zhang Zhao pressed the earpiece and replied with only one word.

This word is concise and to the point, without any unnecessary concern or doubt.

Since Wuming said it's not needed, then it's not needed.

The nameless person he knew was never the kind of person who would put on a brave face just to save face.

"Let's continue."

Zhang Zhao withdrew his hand and his gaze returned to the figure leading the way.

Nasir continued walking at the front, head down, seemingly oblivious to the brief communication behind him.

His steps were brisk; he was so familiar with this old maintenance pipeline that he could practically walk with his eyes closed.

After turning two corners and passing through a half-collapsed fire door, the slope of the passage suddenly becomes steep.

"We're here!" Nasir stopped and stepped aside to make way for the entrance.

Zhang Zhao stepped forward, stood beside him, and looked down.

This is the reactor core!

Liquid nitrogen also stepped forward.

His breathing became exceptionally clear in the quiet.

"...This is it."

His voice was soft and restrained.

Nasir did not notice the anomaly in the liquid nitrogen.

He quickly walked to the metal ladder on one side of the well wall, pulled hard with both hands to make sure it was stable.

"Hurry! The temperature is still rising, we don't have much time left!"

The liquid nitrogen remained stationary.

His lips moved silently, as if he were conversing with some unseen being.

His fingers clenched and unclenched repeatedly, his knuckles turning white.

Those images once suppressed deep in my memory are now surging uncontrollably—

Krein Nuclear Power Plant

The warning light for the cooling system

Hydrogen pipeline burst.

And the altered operation logs and the blame that can never be erased afterward.

"Liquid nitrogen?"

Zhang Zhao simply called his name once.

The liquid nitrogen stopped at the fingertip.

The whispering stopped abruptly.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze shifting from the bottom of the well to Zhang Zhao's face.

"I'm fine."

He took a deep breath, walked to the edge of the ladder, and gripped the steps with both hands.

"Walk!"

......

Meanwhile, in the main control room of the core area.

Wu knelt on one knee, a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He had just finished his investigation a few seconds earlier.

The access control system in the core area did indeed have a problem; Hudson's access privileges kept everyone out of the control room.

Just as he was trying to get around the barrier, the pursuers he had anticipated arrived.

The three figures formed an inverted triangle formation, blocking all his escape routes.

The H-1000 stands in the center, with the H-47 and H-800 flanking it on either side.

The three moved in unison, their breathing steady.

Wuming slowly stood up and stretched his left shoulder.

"Investigation? That's not really our style."

The H-1000 was the first to speak.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward.

Almost instantly, he rushed in front of Wuming, his left hand outstretched, aiming straight for Wuming's throat!

This attack was far faster than Wuming remembered from his fight with the opponent at the Tower of Babel.

Wuming's pupils contracted sharply; it was too late to dodge!