klisemfg Chapter 647 Wellington 1990
Chapter 647 Wellington 1990
The gates to the underground city suddenly opened, and Lorraine and her attendant froze. Lorraine didn't realize that she had done anything to open the gate.
He didn't know why the portal opened automatically.
Radiant...
A light even brighter than holy light dazzled him, and Lorraine felt slightly uncomfortable, but he still saw everything clearly through the Mirror of Truth.
It was like a giant robot opening its gaping maw, revealing a narrow passage, deep and made of cold, metallic material. There was the sound of flowing air, but still no living soul.
不 ...
wrong!
Something is touching Lorraine's body.
Lorraine looked down and saw a small thing sticking out a searchlight-like object to shine on her.
This little thing looks like a robot.
The purple light resembled the design of a money printing machine, and it was unclear what it was scanning. Lorraine instinctively stepped back, and the black-robed attendant had already touched the demon sword.
"Welcome to the Underground City Trading Center, guests. Non-members are restricted to entering the inner city. The outer commercial area is open for free exploration. A deposit is required for any transactions to verify your funds. Our venture capital firm only charges a 5% management fee, guaranteeing transaction security... Spend 500 gold coins to upgrade to a basic membership and enjoy personalized service..."
The little thing made mechanical sounds; it looked like a real robot.
It seems to have its own consciousness and can communicate in a simple way, yet it also seems to be just a fixed recording and playback machine, emitting pre-stored sounds.
As it spoke, it automatically flashed its lights and moved forward, seemingly guiding first-time visitors.
The little robot claims to be from Wellington 1990... a service-oriented device that guides newcomers to the underground city. It offers special services upon verification of funds... The outer trading area only sells regular goods.
To access the inner area and the rare and exotic merchandise section, it seems an upgrade is needed...
The entire transaction process was devoid of human interaction; the cold, impersonal machine handled everything for you, which seemed quite convenient.
......
Lorraine hesitated instinctively, touching the several hundred gold coins in his pocket. Then he thought, if this were a real black market, there must be rules, right? Customer identification, transaction security, and service regulations are necessary everywhere; he didn't need to worry about being exposed...
Who told this to be a black market?
To be honest, Lorraine really didn't know what the black market was... and had never seen one before.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them had followed the small guiding robot into the passage and passed through several light curtains. Lorraine felt that even though he was wrapped up tightly, he seemed to have been scanned through.
The underground city exudes an eerie aura...
There was no sign of life here. Was it because the steel city had isolated everything, or because my authority was insufficient?
A stranger's first visit to the underground city is restricted to the outer trading area, implying there's more to the inner sanctum? The inner city requires a key card; the key and key card given by Kaz allow entry. Lorraine seemed to have figured something out.
In the unfamiliar and tense environment, after walking for an unknown amount of time, Lorraine pondered the purpose of coming to the underground city: to rescue people, to find clues, and to leave the underground! He felt like a headless fly. If Lilith hadn't been trapped here, Lorraine wouldn't have needed to come in at all.
But somehow, judging from his experiences in the troll village, Lorraine felt that his adoptive father and Old Chen were guiding him to the underground city. What exactly was hidden in the heart of this goblin black market? Was it nothing more than some strange ores or artifacts?
I'm not here to search for treasure.
Why waste time here...
The important thing is to get out, rescue the people, and immediately return to the surface... Going to Razor Hill to find the teacher's parts is the real priority!
The familiar world is no longer underground, and the unfamiliar environment makes people uneasy.
Now, following the robot into the so-called trading center, they saw many display cases on the walls, filled with rare and precious items. Common gems and ores were commonplace, and these items seemed to originate from the mysterious Storm Altar. Lorraine spotted familiar emeralds, rubies, and Azerothian diamonds.
These prices are reasonable; you can buy them elsewhere.
In the so-called trading area, Lorraine saw many goods: leather, herbs, ores, and gems, with a few valuable items priced quite high. However, since he was just a tourist, he was restricted from entering other areas, and gradually, the initially aggressive Lorraine became somewhat annoyed.
Facing the cold, impersonal service robot, Lorraine felt there was no point in saying anything. Could she force her way into other areas?
......
When Lorraine was distracted, scratching his face, and itching to run wild, all his actions were displayed on a screen.
This seems very similar to the scene Lorraine saw in the Mirror of Truth where her teacher was in his small room, a glowing electronic screen with a strange, magical machine that could display other areas.
However, this version is somewhat outdated; the simple glowing screen is still black and white.
It wasn't very clear, but this ability, comparable to a magic crystal ball, was especially valuable in the underground city.
The dwarves are still conducting archaeological excavations, the gnomes are studying the principles behind the inventions left by the god of invention, and the goblins have already achieved long-distance electronic signal connections. The entire underground city is a super-large radar station, capable of receiving signals from as far away as Outland. The teleportation array in District 52 is still unstable, but it is already comparable to the magical teleportation array in Dalaran.
Such capabilities are unprecedented in the history of engineering development.
The outside world was still close to being a primitive society, and those who possessed magic were arrogant and self-important, but in reality, they were just imitating others and could not fathom the true secrets of arcane magic.
Technology relies on archaeology, courage relies on genetics...
It may sound absurd, but the unassuming goblins, whether they are the Brushwater tycoons, the Blackwater pirates, the trading princes under the Gadgetzan, or even the wealthy magnates and Gadgetzan councilors, have formed a business alliance. Since they set their sights on the universe, the world has changed so rapidly that it is beyond people's comprehension that Azeroth has become a strange civilization heading in a different direction.
What's amazing is that ancient things don't disappear, and new things aren't always successful...
In the core control area of the underground city, different content was displayed on various screens, but the artificial intelligence responsible for monitoring everything was completely focused on Lorraine and his companions.
On several screens, aside from the inner city area, there were representatives of the Earth Ring shamans gathered there, and investigators from the Cenarion Circle Druid Council separated by a wall. The rest were messages from various trade princes, monitoring of mineral prices, displays of supply routes, and the spread of battlefields across the land—all for profit.
However, the system monitoring everything turned out to be a Wellington 2000-type artificial intelligence...
The so-called venture capital firm head, Katz & Covent, was merely a figurehead. Lorraine's intuition was correct; all the alerts on the electronic screens now indicated that Lorraine was a dangerous individual, far more dangerous than the entire delegation from the Alliance and the Horde...