Chapter 394

At this moment, any description of the light is redundant; the crowing of the rooster coming from afar is the best introduction to this light.

The sun, when did it come?

I want to eat Cantonese food.

Lin Li felt that this level of light shining directly into human eyes would definitely make people raise their hands and cry out, 'It really is the sun, it really is the sun,' right?

He turned off the flashlight, but Lin Li didn't do this out of safety considerations; he was originally shining it toward the sky, and with no residential buildings in front, he wouldn't accidentally hurt anyone.

Except for the chicken.

The fundamental reason for turning it off was that for a brightness of 200,000 lumens, this kind of mass-produced flashlight simply couldn't last long; it would heat up very quickly, so he used it as little as possible.

Once he got to the bottom of the canyon, if he wanted to use it continuously for a long time, he could at most use a brightness of a few tens of thousands of lumens.

Leaving the balcony and returning to the room, he organized his things, patted the gourd, and Lin Li chose to set off.

The misty fog swirled silently before his eyes, and its density seemed to have deepened a bit more than when he left.

Whether it was that a thicker patch of the fog, which was sometimes thick and sometimes thin at the bottom of the canyon, had just been blown over by the wind, or if the entire expanse of mist was quietly rising, Lin Li found it hard to distinguish for a moment.

With a soft "click," the flashlight turned on, and absolute brightness descended instantly. The fog became transparent under the strong light, like illuminated gel, and he could completely see the shapes of the objects shrouded inside.

This brightness was enough.

Looking down, the positions of the survival night light and the alarm had not changed at all. Lin Li held the flashlight and observed his surroundings, and indeed, he did not discover any anomalies.

It seems that in the few dozen minutes he was gone, this dead-silent valley floor had not welcomed any uninvited guests.

A small regret.

He patted the gourd, and the drone set appeared before Lin Li.

He sat down, started assembling, and test-flew it.

The drone that came with the mecha was like scrap metal here, but the drone brought back from reality worked perfectly fine.

Unfortunately, there was no network support, so the real-time image transmission function couldn't be used, but fortunately, the basic recording function was unaffected.

Lin Li looked up; the layers of thick fog would obscure his vision, making people lose the concept of the sky. The flashlight struggled to penetrate a few meters before being swallowed. Under normal circumstances, this environment was completely unsuitable for flying a drone.

But fortunately, Lin Li is not normal.

Lin Li has the "Mark" ability. After using it on the drone, he essentially had a precise 3D radar and could use it to operate.

Time passed quietly in focused operation.

The drone's ascent and return were exceptionally smooth, encountering no physical obstacles.

The structure of the canyon itself didn't seem complex. During the flight upward, apart from the monotonous rock walls and thick fog, he didn't capture any anomalies. Lin Li inserted the memory card into his portable device and sighed while playing back the recorded footage.

Because in the recorded footage, everywhere it went was just fog and rock walls; he didn't see the limit of these rock walls at all.

"The canyon is higher than 130 meters, and it should be quite a bit higher." Lin Li frowned, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the controller casing.

The legal limit for the flight altitude of civilian drones is 120 meters, and the one Lin Li bought naturally couldn't escape this restriction. This was the flight limit, so once it reached this height, Lin Li had the drone return.

This canyon is much deeper than expected, and his little plan fell through.

Originally, if it hadn't been high, Lin Li had planned to take out the rock-climbing equipment stored in the gourd and try to climb.

—Although Lin Li had no climbing experience and there was no way to set up strong protection measures here, that wasn't a problem.

Even before obtaining "Solid as a Golden Cauldron," Lin Li could return to reality during a fall, and then prepare for the fall buffer when he came here next time.

After obtaining "Solid as a Golden Cauldron," it was even simpler; he could just use the ability when falling off a cliff, saving even the step of returning to the real world.

But at this moment, it didn't have much meaning. Facing an unknown depth that clearly far exceeded expectations, Lin Li couldn't rashly climb.

"Then let's start picking up trash." Putting the drone back into the gourd, Lin Li whispered to himself.

The maximum single stay time in this world has now become eight and a half hours, and there are still several hours left; he can't waste them.

Regarding the use of this time, Lin Li had rehearsed before coming.

Taking out a jack, a hardware box, a chainsaw, and many other tools from the gourd, Lin Li's gaze turned to the mecha at his feet.

Start with this first.

—Lin Li intended to screen and dismantle those parts that were still operational or looked relatively structurally complete in this mountain-like mecha graveyard.

Limbs, joints, pulleys, especially modules that looked like weapons... as long as they were still complete and useful, and he could dismantle them, he would take them away.

The ammunition for his own mecha is limited and cannot be replenished by itself, while the weapons or parts in these ruins before him might become key supplies or substitutes at some point in the future.

Even if he currently lacks the knowledge and technology to repair and utilize them, there will always be a time when they can come in handy, whether it's through other world engineers he might encounter in the future or some special items provided by the system.

Anyway, since he's idle, collecting these parts while continuing to explore deeper into the canyon can be considered killing two birds with one stone.

At the very worst, he'll sell them as scrap later.

According to unofficial history, Sun Wukong once shouted angrily, "What is the use of this iron rod~," and a scrap collector passing by saw this and collected it directly. The 13,500-jin iron rod earned Brother Monkey over ten thousand yuan.

Time passed quite quickly.

Lin Li picked and chose along the way, searching for and dismantling parts from the ruins at the bottom that still looked somewhat useful. As long as he could move them and let the "Li Fire Sword-Nurturing Gourd" store them, Lin Li put them all in.

With enough space, he could naturally do whatever he wanted.

Because he frequently stopped to dismantle and store things, Lin Li's speed of advance was very slow, and the end of the canyon was still hidden in the depths of the thick fog and darkness.

No accidents occurred throughout the process, and he didn't see any other living creatures besides the bacterial colonies on the rock walls.

There was no sudden danger, no eerie sounds, and the system tasks were also silent, as if this huge mecha graveyard were truly just a completely dead zone.

Regarding this, Lin Li's mindset was quite peaceful, and he even enjoyed this rare plainness.

He yawned; it was about time to go back.

Putting the things that should be taken away back into the gourd, and simply arranging the things that should be left behind, everything was packed up properly. After confirming there were no mistakes, Lin Li returned to the modern world and went to sleep.

Friday.

Friday's sunlight looks so pleasing to the eye.

There is only one last afternoon left before this week ends, but the principal and Xue Jian still haven't contacted him regarding the maintenance and renovation of the electrical room and power facilities.

Perhaps it's because any matter that needs to go through public accounts requires a long and complicated process.

Lin Li wasn't in a hurry.

Anyway, Uncle Yan's report about the school, under Lin Li's entrustment, is still quietly lying in the draft box, neither submitted to the Demon Suppression Division nor published.

So Lin Li believes the principal hasn't forgotten about this; it's just that the process is indeed a bit troublesome.

"Lin Li."

Bai Bufan's voice pulled Lin Li's thoughts back. Lin Li turned his head to look at the other person and raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

Bai Bufan frowned and lowered his voice with a serious face:

"I remember... teachers aren't allowed to be religious, right?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Li's lower eyelid twitched slightly, his eyes full of absurdity: "Why can't teachers be religious? Bufan, I really have to talk to you about this. Aren't you being too nosy?

Teachers are also human; they also have the desire to believe. This is a human instinct and a source of happiness. Besides, if you can't be religious when you're a teacher, what about our country's birth rate..."

"Are you sick?"

Not continuing to listen to Lin Li's machine-gun-like accusations, Bai Bufan couldn't keep his originally serious face. After elbowing Lin Li, he scolded with a laugh:

"I'm talking about believing in religion! I really hate you people who play with puns the most..."

"Oh oh, sigh, look at this mess, you didn't explain it clearly," Lin Li pretended to suddenly realize, then smiled and popularized:

"Teachers can be religious, it's just that they are absolutely forbidden from promoting it or conducting religious activities at school."

"Then Koukou is done for." The first period in the afternoon is English. Bai Bufan looked at Koukou on the podium and laughed "hehehe."

"What's wrong?" He had been distracted just now. Lin Li, not knowing what happened, asked.

"Didn't you hear? Koukou just said 'The Lord will reappear' three times. Obviously, she's promoting Christianity," Bai Bufan rubbed his hands like a fly, his face full of lewd laughter at having caught a handle:

"Was I the only one who noticed? Hehe, then I'll go visit Koukou after class and start with 'You wouldn't want the Education Bureau to know about you proselytizing to students, would you'..."

Lin Li: "?"

"Bufan, who gave you the nerve to say that 'I really hate you people who play with puns the most' just now?" Lin Li was expressionless.

"Bao Wei."

"Reasonable, his is thick enough; he can share the rest with you and still have enough for himself." Lin Li nodded, then changed the subject, with a bit of surprise: "Bufan, I suddenly discovered that our Chinese characters are profound and broad..."

"Oh? How so?"

Bai Bufan looked at Lin Li expectantly.

This expression, this tone, definitely isn't human talk!

Expectation!

If it were human talk, Bai Bufan wouldn't even bother listening.

However, Lin Li didn't speak, just picked up a pen and wrote on the paper:

"Jesus is the Lord."

"Louis XVI is the King."

"May I ask what the difference is between the two."

Bai Bufan: "!"

These three lines of text are really a bit confusing.

"Streamer, streamer, your hell jokes are indeed very funny, but they are too dependent on knowledge reserves. Is there anything more brainless?" Bai Bufan suppressed his laughter and asked in a low voice.

"There is, brother, there is," Lin Li nodded, wrote "Louis XVI" on the paper again, and pointed at it while looking at Bai Bufan: "According to the hint I just gave you, Bufan, let me test you. After Louis XVI was beheaded, what is it more appropriate to call him?"

"Dirt?" Bai Bufan answered.

"Incorrect."