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Of course, he hadn't developed any prophetic abilities, rather a faint light shone at the end of the corridor, appearing particularly glaring within the pitch-black passageway, making him feel certain there was something at the end of it.

He Ao walked quietly along the corridor, trying to pull open some nearby dormitory doors. Some were firmly locked, while others opened with ease.

The dorms were outfitted simply: a bed that now was just a metal frame with bits of shredded, decayed material, a small table, and iron blocks so corroded their shapes were indecipherable, looking like the remains of some household appliances.

Basic small robots were standard in these dorms. Unlike other robots in the ruins that were still active, these seemed to have lost their power, rusting away quietly in their corners.

He Ao tried to pick up one, disassembling the parts and taking out something that looked like a damaged motherboard.