He stopped at the end of the pipeline.
The woman over there also asked,
"Did you find anything?"
"I didn't expect there to be water here. I suspect there's so large equipnt that needs cooling, hence the ventilation pipeline connected here. It's highly likely water-cooled and still operational. Let dive down and take a look."
"You're wearing that gear and jumping into the water; don't drown yourself. I don't want to go down to collect your corpse."
The Arkham Suit from the Exchange Coupon has quite a bit of bulletproof insert and tal content, along with the weight of the prosthetic, basically making it sink without a trace.
"I won't."
"Why not?"
"Because, I'm Batman!"
Of course, it wasn't because of such a ridiculous reason, but simply because the Exchange Coupon had prepared the appropriate tools in advance.
Having spent so much ti in the sewers, it's only prudent to have so preparations.
He reached down to his waist and opened a clasp, causing the waist of his tight leather suit to rapidly inflate. The gas generated was precisely controlled, expanding his waist significantly, making him look like a chubby Batman, and then he jumped into the water.
After entering the water, he realized it wasn't very deep, just sowhat narrow, with straight concrete walls on both sides and green light illumination. It looked like a hallway that had been flooded.
He swam forward for about ten ters before seeing a narrow exit ahead.
"I heard the boss found sothing good here, wonder how much it's worth."
"This place is full of good stuff, which one are you talking about?"
"How would I know? I just know it looks... hey..."
"Idiot."
"You're the idiot. I'm telling you, this place is loaded with military tech leftovers. Even a brick from the wall can sell for a lot..."
Before the Exchange Coupon surfaced, he heard the conversation. After confirming they were a distance from the water pit, he slowly erged from the water.
"Do you know what kind of research was done here, robots or AI?"
"Probably robots. Rember when we first ca down, those things killed so many of our brothers?"
"Just a terrain issue. Out in the open, I'd take ten of them on alone and not lose."
"Haha..."
Those chatting were wearing Netherworld Dog military uniforms, the yellow-green dog's head clearly visible, smoking and chatting by a chanical gate, with a military tech logo on the wall.
Inside the gate, personnel were densely packed, all Netherworld Dog soldiers, heavily guarded, not n to be trifled with at one glance.
The Exchange Coupon chose not to alert them and instead subrged back into the water before being noticed.
Though he yearned for the legendary feat of defeating a city's villains in one night, he knew he wasn't strong enough yet.
"Hmm?"
Feeling he heard sothing, the Netherworld Dog soldier at the door turned to look at the nearby water pit, seeing ripples forming as if sothing fell in.
Maybe it was a stone, he thought he was overthinking, shook his head, and continued chatting with his companion.
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"You've discovered traces of Netherworld Dog activity and military tech relics underground in Taiping Continent?"
"Yes."
The woman nodded vigorously, then took out a rusty iron plate from her pocket.
"Don't concern yourself with the military tech logo, just look at the rust, the pattern. It's definitely an old piece from fifty years ago. Heard they were ssing with so suspension robots inside. Seems like real goods; otherwise, those Netherworld Dogs wouldn't guard it so closely."
"I won't ask for much... eight bowls... ah, no, haha, just slipped out."
After leaving with the Exchange Coupon, he didn't choose to imdiately post the intel on the official forum, fearing so fools might go and spoil the alert.
So newcors really don't know better. Several tis their plans to ambush gang bases failed because players carelessly shouted on the streets, causing the targets to be alerted and flee.
Better to report to the Boss first, raise so goodwill, maybe earn exclusive task rewards later.
Brother Dao's experience is a clear lesson; he only took on Gloria's ntor task, and soon the underground radio expanded to be Horizon Corporation's official mouthpiece, now constantly berating those companies publicly.
Saying all sorts of obscenities, absolutely delightful.
"Mm..."
Rust, my ass.
You're really putting on a show.
Lin Miao was speechless at these players' thoughts, truly puzzled by their constant antics.
However, the underground military tech facility should be the Little Beidou Laboratory Song Zhaoi ntioned; according to the stolen knife data, it was where military tech captured AI and tried using new iterative algorithms for taming, before employing in military experints.
To this, Lin Miao found it cumberso.
Why not just seize it swiftly, and refine it instantly?
Moreover, using AI as warfare tools is nowhere as effective as production, truly wasteful, only the virtuous deserve such treasures. No wonder Little Beidou Laboratory failed; it's the price of heartlessness.
"....."
Lin Miao initially wanted to say he understood and dismiss the players, but seeing the woman's hopeful eyes...
If he exploited them, it would poorly impact the reputation.
Lin Miao could only furrow his brows and pretentiously say,
"Mm... the intel you provided is critical. Unexpectedly, at this juncture, soone still dares to stir trouble under Night City, but no matter what military tech left in Taiping Continent, it shouldn't be sothing Netherworld Dog can touch. As Horizon Corporation's partner, we ought to safeguard their property."
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