Inside the Oasis Battleship, Lin Feng recalls the underground shelter from back in the day.
Pipes of varying sizes and complex wiring, many of them already rusted in parts; cramped, low-ceiling corridors, impossible to discern direction without signs.
Like the interior of an old retired warship.
There's also a dull moldy smell, like an old room that's been unventilated for ages.
Lin Feng holds his breath, following behind Father Su An, winding through the narrow corridors for five or six minutes, covering dozens of meters, finally reaching the upper layer of the battleship.
Opening a large white-painted door, the true residential area of the Upper Class within the Oasis is unveiled before Lin Feng's eyes.
Suddenly, everything becomes clear.
The scent of civilization rushes forth.
Above is a dome assembled from hexagonal semi-transparent glass, capable of reflecting most of the light and heat, making the residential area unusually comfortable in temperature.
