Chapter 359: Chapter 357: Robotic Dog Chapter 359: Chapter 357: Robotic Dog Downstairs.

“Buzzzz!” With the piercing roar coming to an end, the metal door at the end of the staircase was cut open, leaving only a gap wide enough for one person to pass through.

Sun Jingtao removed his noise-cancelling headphones and took advantage of the moment Jiang Yan stowed away the ion cutter into the backpack, turning on the illumination of his submachine gun to slowly scan through the room.

“Jiang Yan, there’s something strange about this place,” Sun Jingtao whispered with a frown, stepping lightly into the room, “I’ll take the lead.”

Jiang Yan took the moment to store the cutter, engine and generator all into the Space with her backpack.

The size of these three major items wasn’t small, and using the backpack to cover them did seem somewhat conspicuous.

But fortunately, she trusted Sun Jingtao.

Such habits and actions were merely precautions to avoid unexpected circumstances.

After sealing the backpack, she slung it over her back, picked up her gun, and closely followed Sun Jingtao’s footsteps into the room.

The temperature in this area was even lower than upstairs, and the lighting was dimmer as well.

Compared to the densely packed rooms above, this place was much more open.

There were only partitions resembling a labyrinth.

But Jiang Yan didn’t dare use the searchlight, so she could only proceed slowly into the depths with Sun Jingtao.

“Be careful, there are likely to be traps here,” Jiang Yan cautioned Sun Jingtao, recalling the scene where Mo Zhongcheng opened a trap on the ground to escape.

“Got it.” His muscles were tensed from the moment he descended the stairs.

Having spent too much time in the special forces, he had developed a certain sharpness and vigilance to special environments.

The maze-like partitions before his eyes signified that this place was anything but simple.

“This–” The light from the submachine gun swept across a corner, and upon sighting a sudden figure there, Sun Jingtao gasped in shock.

“Wait!” Sun Jingtao clenched his fist to signal, and Jiang Yan immediately stopped in her tracks, subconsciously turning to glance behind her.

Vine, who had extended to investigate, quickly relayed back the situation of the figure, “Mommy, it’s a dead person.”

There were many such corpses in the corners.

Although Jiang Yan was aware, it wasn’t appropriate to directly inform Sun Jingtao, but her worries were somewhat alleviated internally.

Without a few seconds, Sun Jingtao swiftly returned, “Dead, probably starved to death. But the low temperature has preserved the skin and other features, they haven’t changed much.”

Fortunately, Jiang Yan hadn’t needed to go over.

The state of the corpse was on the verge of rotting but not yet decayed, which was quite unnerving.

“Rustle, rustle–” Sounds were coming from behind the metal partitions.

The two of them looked up, only to discover that the tops of the metal partitions nearby were cluttered with snake-like objects entangled like vine roots.

However, these snake-like objects had a metallic luster.

“Mommy, they seem to be mechanical snakes, but they are out of power,” the “Little Secret Agent” Hua Bao conveyed once again, “However, there are many machine dogs inside that do have power.”

Sun Jingtao was about to approach to open fire when Jiang Yan pulled him back, nodding her chin towards the inside of the room, “The danger is in there.”

To Hua Bao, those machine dogs were nothing more than a crunch with a twist of a vine, “Mommy, do you need me to deal with them all?”

“No need.” Jiang Yan was already halfway to exposing her Space, and as for Hua Bao, he was her hidden trump card.

Even for Sun Jingtao and the others, it was necessary to maintain secrecy.

“Inside?” Sun Jingtao closed his eyes and listened intently, his finger already on the trigger.

The two tiptoed past the last metal wall, and a spacious room appeared before them.

A myriad of red dots appeared in their line of sight.

Looking at the scene before them, both of their breaths seized.

Hundreds, perhaps thousands of silver-grey mechanical dogs wearing silver protective clothing with sharp fangs stood before them.

However, their movements were incredibly sluggish.

“Is it because they’re out of power?” Jiang Yan felt relieved.

At lower temperatures, even the best batteries would have severely reduced efficiency.

Not to mention, the environment was now extremely cold.

But Sun Jingtao furrowed his brows, “No, they have temperature-regulating robots’ protective suits.”

“Their sluggish movements are just because they are slowly heating up and reducing the viscosity of the lubricant…”