Chapter Fourteen Generator

  Qin Zhong sniffed, and the smell that wafted out from inside was actually that strong diesel smell: "What a heavy diesel smell, it seems it's really a diesel generator. We'll be able to see the light soon, let's lend a hand!"

  "That's great, hurry up!" Mark said, quickening his pace a few steps.

  Qin Zhong's footsteps quickened, and with a few pushes, he opened the large iron gate of what was supposed to be the power generation room. Inside the power generation room, there really was an old generator, which looked well-preserved.

  Meng Na poked her head in to take a look, but was pulled back by Qin Zhong: "What are you doing sticking your head in there? Do you know what's inside? What if something dangerous happens?"

  "Oh, I see!" As soon as Meng Na saw Qin Zhong, she turned into a little sheep. When she turned around and saw Da Ya, she immediately transformed into another person: "Hey, a big man, won't you go in to test it out?"

  Qin Zhong's mouth slightly curled up: "There shouldn't be anything inside, let's go take a look!" He led the way and entered the power generation room. Using his flashlight to sweep the area from top to bottom, he saw that there didn't seem to be anything in the house except for a generator and several power lines extending from it, connected to control switches on the wall.

  "This old thing is probably useless by now." Mona muttered.

  Qin Zhong didn't say a word, he just squatted down to take a look at several parts of the generator, but didn't find anything wrong with it. What's even stranger is that there isn't even a speck of rust on this generator: "This is strange, something that hasn't been used for so long, how come it doesn't even have any rust?"

  "No rust? But I know that the copper plate in the flood control dam made by Little Japan has not been rusty for decades." Daxin said, grinning and showing his crooked teeth as he leaned over to Qin Zhong to study the generator together: "Hey, I've played with this thing before, it's a small matter, even if it's rusted, I can fix it."

  "Do you still have these two moves?" Qin Zhong wasn't quite believing Da Ya: "Could it be that you're from a mechanical background?"

  "No, I'm an electrician by trade, at least I still have an electrician's license!"

  Qin Zhong rubbed his head and said: "Isn't an electrician's license something that can be obtained with money? Then isn't the exam just a formality, what level of skill can it possibly reflect?"

  "Never mind that, all of you get out of the way, I'll think of a way to start it up. The only thing is, I don't know how that engine works, but as long as the diesel engine can be started, there won't be any problem with generating electricity." Dàyā said while he began to pour diesel oil into the generator.

  A few people came down to this cave, and there was a faint airflow circulating in it. Qin Zhong had been guessing what was in this layer of the cave. Since he could feel the airflow that was different from the inside of the cave, he must be able to find an exit leading outside in this layer.

  Dàyá has already prepared, grinning from ear to ear and facing Qin Zhong and the others: "Next, let's see how this generator works." An overwhelming sense of pride has surged onto Dàyá's face, although it's a bit dark in the cave, the flashlight can still illuminate Dàyá's distorted features.

  "Stop showing off and send out the electricity quickly. We need to get out of here as soon as possible, or else we'll suffocate to death." Qin Zhong said seriously.

  Mark sneered on the side: "What are you studying? This machine doesn't conform to the working principle at all, it simply can't work. Hmph, you people are really having wild ideas. I don't have the leisure to waste time with you here." He said as he was about to leave the room, pulling out another cigarette and just about to light it.

  "Hey, go smoke outside and take twenty steps back. The diesel smell is so strong here, if you ignite all the diesel in here, we'll all be done for." Qin Zhong warned Mark, while Daxin's hand had already grabbed the pull cord on the generator.

  "Everyone, move back a bit, I'm going to pull the rope!" As soon as the words fell, before Qin Zhong and Meng Na could retreat, Da Ya had already pulled that rope backwards with a loud "whoosh", sounding like a tractor, which roared twice before dying out.

  Mark put out his cigarette and hummed a scornful tune beside the iron gate: "Cut it, you guys are no good, just not good, I don't believe you're here trying slowly."

  "Get out! If you can stay here, then stay. If you can't, then leave. Don't just stand there talking nonsense." Qin Zhong didn't have a good impression of Mark either.

  Da Ya scratched his head, feeling very puzzled. He felt that something was not right and used his hand to tidy up the bottom of the generator's pull cord. Then he started pulling again, trying ten or more times, but the diesel engine still wouldn't start.

  Qin Zhong was somewhat skeptical at this moment, standing in front of the facts he still compromised, not very believing Da Ya's words: "Is this really going to work? Although it's not a waste yet, can you really make it work?"

  "Of course, look at this place, these oil seals are all new, almost unused, it's really hard to imagine how they managed to keep these things until now."

  "Let me take a look!" Qin Zhong took the oil seal and examined it carefully with his flashlight. It was indeed new. He then casually put the oil seal into his pocket: "Let's see what's wrong, why can't it start?"

  "Haha, I knew you guys couldn't do it. Stop messing around, let's just go out and feel our way in the dark instead. And by the way, we still have a household appliance that isn't working." Mark seems to have finished his cigarette.

  "Are you getting it or not? If not, then don't talk nonsense. If you're willing to wait for us, then wait; if not, then go find your own way."

  Mona saw that Mark was indeed a bit over the top, so she put her hands on her hips and said: "Little beauty, I think you'd better get out of here. If you come in again to cause trouble, be careful, Miss will cut ties with you from now on."

  "Cut!" Mark was coaxed out again.

  Dàyá used his hand to rummage through the mailbox, suddenly he seemed to remember something: "Ah, it's this thing." He fished out another oil plug from the mailbox and handed it over to Qínzhōng: "Look at this, it's what was blocking the oil inlet, that's why the engine wouldn't start due to insufficient oil supply."

  "Then try again?" Qin Zhong saw that Da Ya was talking sense, so he let him try. Seeing Da Ya's determination also gave him some confidence.

  Dàyá nodded confidently: "This time it's definitely going to work, let go!" Dàyá grasped the rope with his hand and this time pulled it back sharply with a large degree of force, pulling three times in succession.

  Only saw Da Ya stumbled back three steps, sat down on a chair with a thud, and the engine started working with a sudden burst of energy.

  Just as the engine started working, a painful scream was heard from Daxia, and the light bulbs in the power generation room lit up with dim light. When Qin Zhong looked at Daxia, he found that Daxia was sitting on a chair, shaking all over his body.

  "Electric chair!" Qin Zhong recognized this, after all, he was a history major and understood the various torture devices used in history.

  The generator in front of him was impossible to destroy, because if he destroyed it, the effort of Big Tooth just now would be wasted. Seeing a transformer box beside Big Tooth, he rushed over and pulled down the lever on top of it.

  The process of being electrocuted finally ended, his clothes were already wet, and the big drops of sweat on his forehead fell down with a pattering sound, his eyes staring straight ahead.

  "Alright, come down, aren't you going to get up?"

  The big tooth looked down and said with a bitter tone: "Look at my hands and feet, can I get up?"

  "What?" He immediately leaned in close to take a look, and on that electric chair there were actually hand cuffs and foot cuffs. No wonder this guy was electrocuted but still wanted to move around.

  Qin Zhong saw that the two fetters on his hands and feet were locked with old-fashioned padlocks, which were relatively easy to pry open. After a few attempts, the fetters were pried open, and Da Ya stumbled out of the electric chair, patting his face: "Damn it, how is this thing still working? Is someone sick? Didn't anyone turn it off in the first place?"

  "It's possible that the devils were torturing people here back then, and they never turned off the switch. This time it's okay, let me push that big circuit breaker up, and the lights in the corridor outside should come on." Qin Zhong said, reaching out to push the switch on the wall, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed a figure faintly appearing on the electric chair.