Chapter 308: Chapter 17 The Secret of Sky City (Added Chapter for Monthly Votes!)_4 Chapter 308: Chapter 17 The Secret of Sky City (Added Chapter for Monthly Votes!)_4 If I had realized this earlier, would there be any need for such trouble now?
I could have just carried the trash can and cleared the way.
Even though this trash can has a clear and beautiful look, having it locked around my ankle is still too unfortable and not conducive to walking.
So Lin Xian directly picked it up, held it in his arms, and walked into the brightly lit museum.
The exhibition hall of the museum was large, and there were many exhibits.
This place could surely acmodate many visitors on a regular basis, but tonight, the museum was open only for me.
Lin Xian wandered around inside casually.
Here, many historical relics related to Rhine Sky City were on display.
For example…
The design blueprints of Sky City.
The electronic display next to them stated that Rhine Sky City was designed and constructed under the leadership of Zhao Yingjun from Rhein pany, where every detail and layout had been personally managed by Zhao Yingjun, striving to make this the first City in the Sky in human history perfect enough.
And this epoch-making creation exhausted all the financial resources accumulated by Rhine Corporation over hundreds of years; shortly after Rhine Sky City ascended, Rhein pany went bankrupt and closed down.
But humanity still thanked Rhein pany and Zhao Yingjun for their contributions to the city, so even though Rhein pany was no more, the name Rhein remained the most unique memorial totem of Sky City.
“Why is there absolutely no trace of my existence?
Wasn’t Rhein pany established by me?”
This was also a puzzling question for Lin Xian.
Why is the history here pletely different from the true history?
It’s as if Zhao Yingjun was the founder of Rhein pany, pletely erasing my involvement, even erasing my existence.
What exactly happened during these hundreds of years?
Lin Xian continued walking further inside and discovered many interesting things:
The first prototype of the Cold Fusion Engine,
First-Generation City Robot,
And so on…
There were many things both understandable and inprehensible.
Behind each item was a history that seemed quite extraordinary.
Lin Xian realized something.
The museum displayed mostly old relics related to Rhine Sky City, indeed significant for their memorative value.
However, to him, they could not piece together a plete history, nor answer his doubts about the historical developments of these past centuries.
“I should hurry to the back of the museum, to Zhao Yingjun’s personal exhibition hall.”
Although the pharmacy clerk had told him that Zhao Yingjun’s personal exhibition hall wasn’t open every day,
Because it used projected storytelling to exhibit the life of Zhao Yingjun, it was only showcased at certain times and needed an advanced reservation.
But, having a door-opening robot, what was there to fear…
Anywhere with a door, I could enter.
Lin Xian continued to walk deeper into the exhibition hall.
When he reached the center of the exhibition hall, he found a colossal object placed in the middle.
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This exhibit was as tall as several floors, looking like a plex bination of countless cutting-edge puters; given its position, it was certainly the most precious and valuable of all exhibits.
Is this a puter?
It does appear square and precise, with many inprehensible devices.
Lin Xian circled around, ing to the front of the huge device, and found the electronic sign explaining the exhibit.
The sign displayed the name of this exhibit—
[Rhein Sky City First-Generation Intelligent Central Hub-VV]
“VV?”
Lin Xian unconsciously read out the name, why was it VV again?
He was about to take a closer look.
However!
When the trash can robot in his arms heard him utter the two letters, VV, its eyes instantly shifted between red and green!
After a series of flashes.
It slowly turned its head, its green eyes closely staring at Lin Xian:
“Please enter the password!”
“What?” Lin Xian didn’t react at first.
He set the robot in his arms down on the floor.
Click!
The trash can robot, as usual, clamped onto Lin Xian’s ankle with its mechanical pincer, but it didn’t say the phrase about finding trash.
Its green eyes continued to stare straight at Lin Xian:
“Please enter the password!”
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