Survival on Mars Live

Chapter 33 Not a Chicken Butt

After all, this is only what the naked eye can see. In order to maintain professionalism, Chen Mulin has to use technological means to confirm it again.

The resource exploration vehicle arrived here two days ago. In order to keep it mysterious, Chen Mulin did not connect with it during this period.

Back in the transport vehicle, Chen Mulin used the on-board equipment to connect to the resource detection vehicle, and turned on the detector.

The result is the same, the whole mine room is full of aluminum ore, not even a single piece of iron ore.

He also specially used sonar to draw a three-dimensional structure map.

The results were astounding.

Those places that are invisible to the naked eye are all exposed under sonar detection and displayed on the screen.

Just like the "beehive" I saw just now, the entire mining room is full of potholes, and there are traces of man-made excavations of various sizes.

Some potholes are very huge, measuring dozens of cubic meters, while others are only the size of a fist, and are slender and curved, extending tens of meters away.

Undoubtedly, these are traces left by Martians mining iron ore.

Without destroying the stability of the overall structure of the mining chamber, Chen Mulin thought that it was simply impossible to remove the ore buried deep in the rock without destroying the overall structural stability of the mine.

This simply refreshed Chen Mulin's understanding of technology. Is this possible with modern technology?

"Brothers, I suddenly have a feeling that the technology of Mars is very stupid!"

[Barrage: As far as I know, there is nothing Lan Xiang can't do. 】

[Barrage: BB what, this is not cheap for you, hurry up and go home! 】

[Barrage: I didn't expect the anchor to discover the treasure land that the old man has been in retreat for many years. Please give the old man a face and don't break the spiritual vein here. 】

[Barrage: Where's the chicken butt?I've got my pants off, so you just show me this? 】

[Bullet screen: The one in front is a pervert, the identification is complete. 】

[Barrage: According to my years of mining experience, Martian miners will definitely eat here, so maybe they will leave a chicken ass! 】

……

Looking at the barrage, Chen Mulin was speechless.

The last one, what he said seems to make sense.

Chen Mulin couldn't help complaining: "Okay, I'm going to find chicken butts, who the hell is this good!"

In order to satisfy the special appetite of the audience, he had no choice but to ask Digger No. [-] to load the aluminum ore into the car first, while he wandered around the mine room, looking for any Martian chicken butts left behind.

In fact, Chen Mulin is not very hopeful, just like the Chinese people, some people don't like it, they think chicken butts are coquettish, while some people like to eat chicken butts very much, it is hard to guarantee that Martians also like chicken butts.

Looking around the entire mining room, Chen Mulin found a recessed place in the southeast corner, one floor higher than other places, a simple stone ladder, and an object in the shape of a stone bed, which should be a place for Martians to rest. The place.

If there is a chicken butt, then that place should have the highest probability of appearing.

Chen Mulin walked towards that place: "Look, I guess that place is where the Martians rest, maybe we can find some clues there, maybe we can also find leftover chicken butts."

[Barrage: Anchor, are you serious? 】

[Barrage: Really looking for chicken ass, anchor, you are too upright, right? 】

[Barrage: It seems that Martians love eating chicken! 】

……

Chen Mulin retorted: "This is what you requested, I am just meeting some people's request."

"As for whether Martians like to eat chicken or not, I don't know. So far, I only found the leftover chicken butt once. Maybe it's duck butt this time?"

During the conversation, Chen Mulin had already walked up the steps, and first glanced at the space.

This is indeed the resting place of the Martian miners. There are ten stone beds, and they are very clean, and nothing is left.

If you just look at the number of stone beds, it is obvious that such a small number of people is not enough to complete such a huge project.

Unless they use large-scale equipment, but judging from the traces, it doesn't look like they were excavated by large-scale equipment.

In other words, all Martians are Hercules?
Really can't figure it out, Chen Mulin shook his head, and stopped thinking about these miscellaneous things, now he doesn't even know what a Martian looks like, so he should concentrate on finding dick butts to satisfy the appetites of the water friends.

At this time, the sound of ore loading on the other side stopped, and Chen Mulin looked over there. It turned out that the transport truck was already full of ore, and now it was about to be transported back.

All of these are operated by intelligence, so Chen Mulin doesn't need to worry at all.

Chen Mulin glanced at the time, only a few minutes had passed since the car was loaded.

He couldn't help but nodded: "It seems that the efficiency of loading cars is not bad! I just don't know how efficient it is to dig holes?"

After sighing, Chen Mulin lowered his head again and continued searching.

The space here is not large, and Chen Mulin quickly found a place to make a fire.

Right at the edge of the steps, there were signs of burning, presumably where the Martians cooked.

Chen Mulin walked over, first glanced around, and found four potholes.

He squatted down, pointed the camera at one of the pits, and said, "Brothers, do you still remember where we found chicken butts last time? There are also such circular potholes there."

As he said that, Chen Mulin pointed the camera at the other three holes to take pictures one by one, and then continued: "The location of these holes is consistent with what was discovered last time. Although it is not sure whether it is a tent or something, I can be sure that this must be a hole. It's something used to fuel combustion."

[Barrage: Appeared, a tent that can light a fire on Mars! 】

[Barrage: Suddenly discovered a new business opportunity. 】

[Barrage: Stop guessing, where's the chicken ass? 】

……

"Well, since some people are such good asses, I'll satisfy their appetite!"

Chen Mulin pointed the camera directly at the direction of the fire, where a pile of meat suddenly appeared.

In fact, just now, Chen Mulin had already discovered the existence of these pieces of meat, but he didn't say anything about it.

He walked over and squatted down, pointed the camera at the piece of meat below, and specially zoomed in to show them.

"Here, the chicken butt you want!"

[Barrage: It's really a dick! 】

[Barrage: You posted it, anchor! 】

[Barrage: Normal muscle costs tens of yuan a catty, how much is a catty of Martian chicken? 】

[Barrage: Oh my god, there really are creatures on Mars, I thought the anchor was talking nonsense! (A surprised foreign water friend)]

[Barrage: No, this is not a chicken butt! 】

……

Chen Mulin was puzzled: "It's not a chicken butt, what is that?"

He looked at the piece of meat under his eyes again. No matter how he looked at it, it looked like a chicken butt.

[Barrage: Believe me, this is not a chicken butt, but a duck ass! 】

"Damn, how did you see it?"

Chen Mulin couldn't figure it out, what's the difference between a chicken butt and a duck butt?

Or, can this water friend smell the duck meat through the screen?
[Barrage: My family sells chicken and duck meat, trust me! 】

(End of this chapter)