Chapter 317: Warehouse Explosion

A minor issue? What issue? And why send a text message? Isn't making a phone call more convenient at this time?

Hmm, probably to avoid disrupting Renault's actions with a phone call. But now that Angelia's questions are almost finished, there's no need to worry about that. So Renault quickly called MDR back.

MDR, whose phone never left her hand, answered Renault's call as soon as she saw his communication request.

Without waiting for Renault to ask, MDR immediately exclaimed, "Commander! Simonov and A-91 have gone crazy, they locked themselves in the vertical farm!"

"What? Locked themselves in? How is that possible, those two are probably just drunk again."

Although Simonov and A-91 were at a level where they couldn't get drunk anymore even if they chugged a whole ton of booze, it didn't mean they wouldn't still have fun while drinking.

In addition, the three of them, including AK47, occasionally concocted some concoctions with alcohol content close to pure alcohol. It wasn't impossible for them to drink it on a whim and then lock themselves in a room without coming out.

"Oh no! That's not it! They didn't show up during mealtime. G36 thought they had already eaten, but later found out that the door to the vertical farm was tightly sealed and couldn't be opened at all!"

"Couldn't be opened? How is that possible? The door opens inward, even if something is blocking it, a little extra force should be enough to push it open, right?"

Renault, knowing the strength of his T-Dolls, naturally knew that the things inside the vertical farm couldn't be that heavy. Even if G36 couldn't push it alone, two more Dollz could do it.

"No, Commander, it really can't be pushed. And if we use more force, it might damage the outer airtight compartment."

If they accidentally damaged the outer airtight compartment of the vertical farm, the crops inside might not survive.

So G36 and the others didn't dare to act rashly. They planned to wait for Renault to come back and see what was going on.

"Well, have you tried using communication protocols to contact those two drunkards?" Although the airtight compartment of the factory had a certain effect on isolating signals, the distance between inside and outside the door wasn't that far. There was no reason why they couldn't contact those two.

"It's because we can't contact them. There's no signal at all in the vertical farm now, whether it's a phone or doll communication protocol, all signals are like they've disappeared into thin air. Anyway, Commander, hurry back and take a look!"

"I got it, I'll be back soon." After hanging up the phone, Renault scratched his head, feeling that something was a bit off.

How could the door to his own vertical farm not open?

Could it be that Simonov had done something again?

"What happened?" Hearing that Renault had just finished a call, Angelia came over to ask.

"Nothing, just a door at home that won't open, and Simonov and A-91 can't be reached. Who knows what they're up to again."

At this point, Angelia had finished questioning, and having tied up Larry and the two unconscious guys, she naturally had no reason to take this guy away in a box.

She was just here to investigate things, not to consider merits and rewards. So these three guys just had to wait for the security personnel she had summoned to take them away.

After leaving those unlucky guys behind, Renault and the others boarded the helicopter and flew off in the direction of their home.

When they arrived home, G36 and the others had been waiting at the door for Renault for a long time. Seeing Renault coming out of the helicopter, they didn't say a word and just pulled Renault and ran towards the vertical farm.

Now the situation at the vertical farm had become increasingly strange. The door, which had originally opened inward, now seemed to be expanding outward, as if something inside was slowly pushing against it.

Standing in front of the door, Renault quieted his mind and sensed the situation inside the vertical farm using his psionic senses.

After sensing the situation inside the farm, Renault rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Sure enough, this was caused by Simonov and A-91. They were indeed still inside the vertical farm.

As for why the door couldn't be opened and why those two couldn't be contacted? It would be clear once the door to the vertical farm was opened.

"C96, go to my workshop and fetch the cutting machine."

Since the door inside was blocked tightly, it couldn't be pushed open. forcibly pulling the door outside wasn't impossible, but it might affect the isolation function between the factory and the airtight compartment. The most prudent way was to directly cut off the door hinges and remove the door.

It was fortunate that all the doors of this factory were left over from before, and the door structures were still the most common hinge doors from before. Otherwise, if all the doors here were the multi-layered hatch doors common in Griffin, he would have to forcibly demolish the house if he wanted to open the door.

C96 quickly brought over the cutting machine that Renault wanted, and Renault took it and started cutting at the hinge position of the door.

Although Renault had reinforced these old-fashioned hinge doors long ago, these things were fragile under the cutting machine.

"Back up, so you don't get hit when the door opens later."

Click!

As Renault's reminder fell, the cutting machine in his hand successfully cut off half of the door.

When G36 and the others all backed away six or seven meters, Renault let go of the door he was holding up.

Crash!

Golden grains of wheat rushed out of the door! Straight towards G36 and the others who had retreated to the corridor!

"What is this!? How can there be so much wheat!"

And they're all unhusked! There are even some wheat ears mixed in the middle!

Didn't the wheat that Simonov and A-91 planted take some time to mature!?

Just as everyone was wondering, along with these grains of wheat rushing out of the door, there was also a liquid that smelled like alcohol, rushing out along the ground for more than twenty meters!

Even though the wheat that rushed out of the door had occupied most of the space in the corridor, the wheat inside the door continued to gush out as if in an endless stream!

By the time the wheat inside the door stopped gushing out, the corridor outside, over forty meters long, had been completely occupied by golden wheat.

And at this moment, the group of T-Dolls finally saw Simonov and A-91... or rather...

These two that were buried under the pile of wheat...