I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

“Can I see Mr. Jiang Chen? In light of the recent security situation in Los Santos, I have some security adjustments…”

“I’m sorry, he’s already rested. If you have any questions, you can speak to me.”

Standing at the door of the embassy, Xia Shiyu declined Lawrence’s request to visit. He was in the desert of Nevada, more than dozens of kilometers away.

Lawrence frowned slightly and eyed the embassy.

“This is very important. I hope you treat it seriously.”

“He gave me full power to deal with it,” Xia Shiyu replied with an uncompromising tone

Since this Ms. CEO already said that, Lawrence no longer persisted. He nodded, handed the files over, and left the embassy.

Xia Shiyu scanned the documents. They detailed the recent security situation and the FBA’s adjustment of Jiang Chen’s travel security work.

According to the description in the documents, it seemed Jiang Chen’s security level increased?

As night arrived, Nevada’s desert returned to quietness. Jiang Chen, who was wearing a kinetic skeleton, had returned to the modern world. He was still behind a bush. Silence surrounded him, leaving only the wind blowing.

Lights illuminated Area 51. High-powered searchlights scanned the military base.

Today’s night was no different from the day before. All soldiers remained in their positions like before. Even the most meticulous soldiers, staring at the endless desert, couldn’t help but feel tired and blank out.

No one noticed that an invisible ghost was approaching…

There was a gust of wind, and a soldier leaning against the checkpoint sneezed and rubbed his nose. The soldier standing across from him yawned and adjusted the rifle on his body. At this point, no one would check the post. Their standing posture was casual, at least not as professional as if they were in front of cameras.

However, at that moment, the soldier who sneezed looked around.

“Crony, did you notice anything?”

“What? A hare?” The drowsy Crony instantly woke up.

“No, it could be an illusion.”

“Sh*t, we’re about to get off our shift. Don’t play with me…”

Upon hearing the soldiers’ conversation, Jiang Chen was relieved.

The weakness of the optical illusion was being in environments where the optical difference would be obvious. It was difficult to achieve perfect invisibility, and walking in the sand would leave footprints. In order to avoid being discovered, he chose the road and directly entered from the checkpoint.

As for the lighting problem, he could only walk against the edge of the building.

Judging by the number of patrols, this military base was indeed one of the highest security military bases in the nation. In addition to those patrols with rifles at each corner of the base and invisible snipers, Jiang Chen also noticed helicopters flying by often.

He didn’t dare to turn off his optical illusion for a single moment.

Fortunately, decades-long peace and stability made people lower their guard at this base with the highest security level. Jiang Chen didn’t encounter any trouble along the way. He successfully managed to just sneak past the patrols like a ghost.

At such a large base, of course, he couldn’t just wander around like a headless chicken. In the photographs taken in advance, Jiang Chen marked the buildings worthy of investigation on the map. These buildings included the large radio telescope, the fighter aircraft hangar, and several houses that he couldn’t identify from the outside.

At the airport, Jiang Chen quietly slipped into a hangar.

Here, he saw a few prototypes that couldn’t be named. The aircraft didn’t have a cockpit, but it was supposed to be one of the fabled six-generation drones.

Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment to decide whether or not to put several bombs in it and take these planes away when he leave. However, he hesitated for a moment and gave up the plan. Making too much noise wasn’t good for him. If he knocked down the hornet’s nest, he feared the whole state of Nevada would be locked down.

In such a large desert, he couldn’t walk back under his optical illusion.

He would silently come and quietly leave. Anyway, the purpose of his trip wasn’t to blow up planes.

After the hangar was the radar station.

This two-story building was in the corner of the base, just like the “Giant Bowl” to which it was connected.

Compared to the highly-guarded hangars, garages, research institutes, and other facilities, Jiang Chen clearly sensed that the patrol efforts here were lax.

Hiding behind a concrete wall, Jiang Chen carefully avoided the two patrol teams crossing the main road and quickly moved to the back of the radar station and looked through the window. At this time, the radar station was completely dark. Obviously, all the work had been completed during the day. There should be no researchers inside.

He estimated the height of the window then glanced at the lookout tower not far in the distance.

It was a blind spot, or at least the searchlight’s blind spot. No light could shine there.

From the storage dimension, Jiang Chen took out an electrostatic adsorption device similar to a suction cup. Although he didn’t know the principles behind this device, he could easily control the adsorption between the suction cup and the wall by simply pressing the button on the grip.

He didn’t know anything about particle physics, but it didn’t prevent him from using it.

Jiang Chen put it on his arm and calf then stuck his arms to the wall like a gecko. He pressed the button of the right-hand grip and deactivated the adsorption of his right arm and left leg. Jiang Chen skillfully climbed up with his right hand and moved up to the window.

Fortunately, perhaps because it was too humid that day, but the window wasn’t locked.

After entering into the radar station, Jiang Chen carefully turned on the detection equipment and determined that there were no infrared sensors or cameras in the room. Then he carefully examined the room.

The room was very dark, but the night vision function on his tactical helmet solved this problem. The dark blue light prism spread out in front of his field of vision, and everything in the room was clearly displayed on Jiang Chen’s retina.

It seemed to be an office. Neatly stacked documents were placed on the row of desks. Jiang Chen stepped forward and glanced through them. Although he could understand English, the more technical stuff gave him headaches.

Fortunately, he could ask for help.

His watch was connected to his kinetic skeleton and he assigned the camera control of the tactical helmet to the artificial intelligence hosted on his wristwatch.

“Jean, what are these things in these documents?”

“…astronomical observations, some drafts, and some paper reports. Do you need me to translate for you?”

“No, I wouldn’t understand even if you translated for me. Can you see if there’s any useful information such as aliens, extraterrestrial civilization or related information?” Jiang Chen said with a headache.

Pointing his camera at the documents, Jiang Chen quickly flipped through them. But unfortunately, Jean didn’t collect any useful information. With or without use, these files were stored on his memory card.

After leaving the office, he entered the hallway.

The placard on the door was a big help. The function of each room was written in English and was easy to find. There were control rooms, conference rooms, drawing rooms and other rooms, but those weren’t what Jiang Chen was looking for. He was looking for the file room. Without a doubt, all secrets would be stored there!

After all, it was only a two-story building. Jiang Chen didn’t search for long before he found his target at the end of the first floor.