Chapter 2716

"Which department are you from? Why did you run here?" The fat man turned around, narrowed his eyes, and sized Schiller up with a look of disgust.

"I'm from the medical department," Schiller still lied without changing his expression. He needed to know what kind of role this man played in Aux's loss of control, or to be precise, confirm whether the pressure he exerted could really make Aux go this crazy.

Now most people's interpretation of this incident was that a technical worker who went crazy due to excessive pressure caused this disaster. But in Schiller's view, Aux's pressure during his time working on the space station would indeed make him have pressure, but the pressure wouldn't be great enough to make him this crazy. There must be something catalyzing this process, and one of the suspects was the fat man in front of him.

Schiller wasn't making personal attacks for no reason. The recruitment of employees for the space station had very high standards. After all, it was a global selection, and there were many people to choose from, so naturally, they strove for excellence. Not only were there requirements for professional technology, but there were also requirements for appearance and body shape.

After all, no matter what, they were space workers. The better their physical fitness, the fewer medical and other resources they would need. In the case of not being short of people, they would naturally choose those who were physically healthy and well-proportioned to go up.

To take a step back, the reviewers of qualifications were also unwilling to let a fat person go up. Not to mention the inconvenience of movement, if some diseases caused by obesity couldn't be treated on the space station, it would be a waste of another trip to send them back to Earth. It was better not to choose them from the beginning.

Then the only two reasons why this deputy chief engineer appeared in front of Schiller were: first, he didn't go through the review at all but relied on connections to go up; second, he ate himself this fat after going up. No matter which one it was, it proved he wasn't a good person.

Combined with the fact that he could make Ben Parker's well-managed stall this chaotic in such a short time, Schiller almost suspected he was an insider.

"Medical department? I haven't seen you in the medical department. I'm very familiar with that group of doctors," the deputy chief engineer extinguished his cigarette, blew out a puff of smoke, and then said, "What are you looking for me for?"

"I'm just asking about Aux's situation," Schiller said. "And why didn't you organize the employees well the first time the disaster came, and why didn't the emergency portal start normally?"

Schiller was very curious about the former, but he also wanted to know the answer to the latter question. When employees entered the space station, they used portals. Although not everyone could use them, a portion of people with strong magical affinity walked through the portals directly.

There were emergency portals on the space station, and there was enough reserve magic energy to start the emergency portals. Of course, they couldn't be used now, because the reserve energy was in the space station that fell off on the other side.

But before that half of the space station fell off, the person in charge had the ability to react and start the portal to send at least a small half of the people away. In this way, the oxygen could at least last for five or six hours.

"Why did no one react?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" The other party looked at Schiller viciously and said, "In such a short time, how could I possibly react?!"

"So you're saying Aux really has a problem, right?"

The other party's expression froze, but very quickly he began to curse, constantly waving his thick, short arms, demanding Schiller to get out. Schiller looked at him with the gaze of looking at a wild beast in a zoo and confirmed that this guy was just very purely stupid.

He was very likely a connection-based person, so he didn't understand any emergency handling measures at all. He might not even know there was such a thing as an emergency portal. Hanging the name of deputy chief engineer was just to enjoy the power without having to take responsibility. It wasn't strange that he would perform like this today.

Then the question came, could just such a stupid person really force Aux to this extent?

Schiller knew very well that stupid people in this world would make people angry, but it wasn't the kind of long-lasting anger. In the end, it even evolved into a kind of helplessness and interest, which was the so-called laughing in anger.

People always realized faster that stupid people couldn't be changed, and wouldn't feel much pressure from their words and actions, similar to "he's already like this, what are you arguing with him for?"

The people who would always cause incomparable psychological pressure to others were bad people. Even this bad person had to be very shrewd, letting others pick no faults, which would make you feel isolated and helpless in this environment. This was the key to generating huge pressure.

And if it was a stupid person that everyone complained about, then when he did stupid things to you, everyone would only stand on your side, and you would only feel that you were unlucky, rather than feeling that there was something wrong with your own ability.

This deputy chief engineer looked very annoying. This was the key reason why he couldn't be the culprit who forced Aux to this extent, because he was already so annoying. If he targeted Aux, everyone would only feel that Aux was a victim and wouldn't exclude him because of this. There must be other key figures.

Ben Parker and Seeing Natasha soon arrived at the energy hub. Seeing Natasha took a deep breath and said, "I don't feel the oxygen is thin here. Do you?"

Ben Parker shook his head and said, "I don't feel anything special either. Could that hole actually be an optical illusion?"

The two walked forward along the passage. The lights gradually went out. They had gradually walked into the power outage area. Seeing Natasha turned on her flashlight. The dark and long tunnel was still like the giant mouth of an abyss.

Soon they found the door of the energy hub room. Parker took out his employee card, but found that the door lock didn't light up and didn't respond at all. Seeing Natasha asked, "Is it because the power outage caused the door lock to have no energy?"

"How is that possible? These door locks are independent energy. There are batteries inside," Parker resisted not explaining the principle. He just said, "Otherwise, when there is a small-scale power outage, how do we inspect?"

"Oh, that's right," Seeing Natasha reacted. "If the power is out and the door lock doesn't work well, then it can never be repaired."

Parker took his employee card and tried it there for a long time, finding that it still couldn't be opened. He put the employee card back in his pocket, put down the toolbox, and took out tools to dismantle the door lock.

After he removed the outer shell, he found that a part of it was blackened. It looked like a key component had been burned out. Parker shone his flashlight again and again, then stood up straight and said, "Something's wrong. The door lock was broken by someone."

Seeing Natasha looked inside along the direction he pointed. Parker said, "See? Above this black trace is the battery. There might have been a strong short circuit here. The battery was burned out, so the door lock naturally didn't work well."

"Can the battery be replaced?"

"Let me think. The safety levels of the doors on the space station are different, and the specifications of the door locks and batteries used are also different. There must be spare batteries in the warehouse, but someone needs to find them."

Seeing Natasha thought for a while and said, "Aren't they going to the storage area to find someone to ask about the pilot's location? Let them find the batteries by the way."

Parker nodded. He picked up his phone and began to search for the contact information of those colleagues. Now there was still a signal on the space station. Although it became somewhat weak because the power supply for part of the signal transmission was cut off, it was barely audible when making a call.

After saying the situation on his side, he also learned that the pilot candidate had been found on the other side. They were preparing to set off for the hangar. Hearing Parker's request, they stayed to look for batteries and planned to have one person send the batteries over on the way.

Very quickly, the black scientist appeared at the end of the corridor. He shouted inside, and Seeing Natasha went over to meet him.

Successfully getting the batteries, Parker replaced the batteries at the fastest speed. Very quickly, the light of the door lock lit up. He picked up his employee card to unlock it, but the moment he unlocked it, Seeing Natasha's face changed.

She took a deep breath and blocked the door, saying, "No, don't open the door. Oxygen is running out."

The black scientist said, "I also feel a bit breathless. Did any of you wear a life-support collar?"

Parker shook his head, but Seeing Natasha untied a small lanyard from her belt. She said, "My physical fitness is stronger than yours, and I can hold on for a while in a vacuum environment. I took a space environment adaptation bracelet from the equipment room before I came. I'll go in and take a look."

The two looked at each other. There was no better method, so they had to nod. Both of them held their breath at the same time, gently opened a small gap in the door, let Seeing Natasha squeeze in, and immediately blocked the door tightly.

After Seeing Natasha went in, she lit up her flashlight. But the first thing that attracted her wasn't the burned-out energy hub, but the fact that the door frame on this side of the door she squeezed in was stuck with many sticky things.

She didn't know what that was, so she had to scrape a bit with her hand and hold it in her palm, planning to show it to them after going out. Then she circled around the energy hub and looked at the hole above.

Now all the oxygen in the entire room had run out, but it wasn't completely in a vacuum environment. A ventilation fan at the other end of the room seemed to be still working hard, and the room on the other side of the ventilation fan should have oxygen, so some oxygen spilled out.

Seeing Natasha's professional equipment on her wrist didn't detect any special radiation here either. The outside of the windows on three sides was also pitch black, and there was nothing. Looking up along the hole again, she could see a corner of the burned-out photovoltaic integration device.

Just as Seeing Natasha was about to circle around the hole twice to look at the situation outside the hole in all directions, she suddenly saw a black shadow sweep past one side of the hole. If she wasn't mistaken, that seemed to be a human foot.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Within less than a second, Seeing Natasha pulled her gun, aimed, and fired. Three shots were fired in succession. One shot hit the ceiling, one shot hit the wreckage of the photovoltaic integration device outside, and the other shot should have hit, but Seeing Natasha only heard a muffled groan.

Lucky him, Seeing Natasha thought. Her gun wasn't a special space environment firearm, so its aiming accuracy and power were reduced, and it couldn't penetrate the ceiling of the space station. Otherwise, what she should hear now would be the sound of a humanoid creature falling to the ground.

When Seeing Natasha grabbed the wreckage of the energy hub and poked her head up, she didn't see the figure of the person who was shot, but she was certain that the last shot should have hit the ankle.

Seeing Natasha thought for a while, but still didn't act rashly. After putting away her gun, she knocked on the door from behind. Very quickly, the door opened a small gap again. She squeezed out and then took a deep breath.

"Is it my illusion? I seem to have heard gunshots," the black scientist said.

"Yes, I saw someone slip past the side of the photovoltaic integration device. I fired three shots, but only one hit. He ran away."

"How could there be someone?" Parker expressed great surprise, "Who would run up at this time???"

"We'll know who is injured when the time comes. Gunshot wounds are easy to distinguish and can't be fooled around with," Seeing Natasha looked inside the door and said, "In addition, I found this thing. You guys look at what this is."

The female agent opened her palm toward them. In her palm was exactly the sticky and messy thing she had scraped off the door frame.