Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

"Let's break up."

Looking at the two forks in front of him, Lu Zhou thought for a moment, and then said, "Let's continue along the passage on the right, you ... or bring another person and explore along the road on the left. If it is At the blind end, back again from the front and continue along our path, we meet in front. "

"I'm afraid it's difficult," Fan Tongmianlu said with difficulty. "The underground passage has a two-hour cycle and has been in a state of dynamic change. Even if we return along the original road, we may not go exactly as when we came. The same way. "

这 When this sentence was spoken, members of the expedition made surprise sounds. Except for Wang Peng and Lu Zhou's expressions that were calm, other people's faces were almost inexplicably surprised.

Aubrey couldn't help but say.

"... how is this possible, the path taken can still be changed, can it still be haunted?"

Professor Fernall's face was also a bit ugly, his voice full of doubt.

"Even a violent tectonic movement ... two hours is too short."

"If you can't return the same way, then you'll meet in the front," Lu Zhou looked to the front. "Since the final destination of all roads is the same place, we will meet the same on that opaque wall."

Xu took a deep breath, and Schultz stood up and looked at Lu Zhou.

"I'll go with Professor Fernal. I and you are both collaborators in the ABC's conjecture proof. If something goes wrong ... someone has to be there."

Hearing what Schultz meant, Lu Zhou nodded in agreement.

"That's good. Professor Schultz and Fernal are divided into group A, and the rest are group B. We meet in front."

After Xun gave away some supplies to the two, the group began to part ways and continued along two distinct aisles.

Although there is another option, that is, everyone advances and retreats together, and the road goes to black, but Lu Zhou expects more than just finding that holy relic. On this basis, he hopes to be able to get from this ruin Collect more secrets about Mars civilization, about that holy relic.

Professor Effner's professional quality should not be difficult to accomplish this task.

Besides, as Schultz said, at least one of the two had to reach the deepest point of the ruins.

If another team has an accident, at least they have a second chance ...

I walked forward along the narrow tunnel, and Schultz, flashlighted, looked around. If he had previously had a bit of hope for the discovery of the Martian civilization, now that expectation is almost zero.

They have been walking for almost an hour, but found nothing.

He felt like himself and Professor Fernal, like two headless flies, roaming aimlessly in the ruins.

Uncle finally couldn't help it, he asked.

"Are you sure there have been traces of civilized activity here?"

He is different from Schultz, Professor Furnal's tone is full of affirmation, and even excitedly said.

"I'm pretty sure! The surrounding formations don't seem to be naturally formed, but a kind of special iron and steel mixed with rare metals. After a long period of oxidation and mechanical fragmentation, a hematite containing rare metals was formed. Mines and veins. You know, hematite in general is very brittle. "

"Crispy?"

"Yes, it's easy to produce debris just by throwing it on the ground or knocking ..." Then, Professor Fernal picked up the multi-purpose **** in his hand, stabbed it hard at the red-brown rock mass aside, and issued There was a crisp sound.

I was taken two steps back by this recoil shock, and Professor Furnell smiled at Schultz.

"You see ... my shovel can only leave a scratch on it, let alone knock on the next one, my hand almost dislocated."

Schultz frowned, not quite understanding what Professor Fernal wanted to say.

However, the latter did not confuse him for too long. After putting away the multi-purpose **** in his hand, he continued to speak in a fascinating tone.

"It used to be a channel paved with alloy steel!"

"It's at least three billion years old!"

"For some reason, the Martians infiltrated the sea floor and built this tunnel to the deep underground, which is where we are now. It is so amazing both the technology they use and their motivation. Fascinated ... maybe for that sacred relic? I'm more and more curious, what's at the end of this passage! "

Schultz opened his mouth, and after a while, gave an ambiguous evaluation.

"This sounds like a science fiction story."

Professor Fernal Haha smiled and said, "People who study fossils and stones are good at writing stories, especially those tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years ago. For three billion years, God ... I have never seen Such an ancient formation, even if the formation of Mount Roraima is only 300 million years old, if I want to inspect such an ancient formation on earth, I may have to drain the water of the Mariana Trench. If I can go back, if I Writing these findings as a dissertation will definitely break the world record! "

Schultz's expression was not very good, and he added a correct tone behind him.

"We can definitely go back."

Looking at the stiff expression on Schultz's face, Fernal smiled and patted his shoulder.

放 "Rest assured, young mathematicians, we can definitely go back ... I just make an academic hypothesis. People who study archeology look at life for decades, please don't care."

"I don't care, but I want to know, how long do we have to walk?" Schultz glanced around. "Or, with your expertise, the road we walked an hour ago, and what's here? Is it different? "

"The difference is that we are getting deeper and deeper, and the rocks nearby tell me that there was a seawater backfill here three billion years ago, or earlier. Hundreds of millions of tons of seawater irrigation Entering here, the horrible pressure has torn all the artificially designed structures in this passage. It took hundreds of millions of years for this area to completely dry up, the fruit dew on the ground, and let the sand blow away ... and many more."

Hearing this and so on, Schultz stopped subconsciously.

When he was about to ask what was happening, I saw Professor Fernal take two steps forward, squatted at the root of the wall, grabbed a handful of sand and squeezed it in his hands.

"What did you find?"

Shocked at first glance, Schultz stepped forward and stood behind him, glanced at the sand in his hand, but did not see anything unusual. .

"The sand here is new ..." Professor Fernall glanced around. "At least it's newer than the ones we just saw."

Schultz frowned.

"Any questions?"

"The problem is big ... how did the sand get here?" Murmured, and Professor Fernall's pupils were filled with incredible, "It's like the sand that fell first in the hourglass and finally appeared in It's on top of the sand ... can you see what I mean? "

"The sand that fell first appeared on it ..." Schultz frowned deeply. "How is that possible?"

然而 "But this is what I have."

Stood up, Fernal carefully packed the sand into the sample bag he carried with him, and with a suspicious expression on his face, he took out a note sticker and stuck it to the side of the sample tape.

Then, comparing the depth value on the wrist-mounted computer, he used a marker to scribble the grass to write down the approximate depth position on the sticky note, and then continued.

"... Two possibilities, either we lost our way, just passed here, or some section of the ground tunnel was moved in front of us."

Schultz: "Either sounds like dreaming."

"I think so too, but ..."

Professor Fernall's words were not finished, and a strong tremor suddenly came from all directions. Unexpectedly, the two people almost did not stand still, and were overturned to the ground by the sudden earthquake.

The rubble rubble continued to fall from the top of the cave, and slammed bangs on the helmets of the two men.

The jackal staggered from the ground, and Schultz looked back hard, his pupils suddenly shrinking to a point. I saw that the passage they had gone through before was closing in the middle with a weird gesture.

Rhenium is different from ordinary mine caves.

The rock walls that were close together at a constant speed seemed to be pulled by some unknown force, and did not give any sense of stiffness to the rocks.

It's like a creeping esophagus ...

It's almost like being alive!

…… "... Earthquake!" Roared in the communication channel with a throat, and Schultz grabbed Fernal lying on the ground. "Get up! Let's get out of here."

Professor Fonal's face was full of panic, and his original expression was absent.

"Damn! This is more than a thousand meters underground, where can we escape ?!"

"No matter where you escape, it's better than standing here waiting to die! Now you can only move forward! Come on, run away!"

Finally, the fear of death overcomes the despair of nature.

Maybe he was awakened by Schultz's roar. Professor Fernall took the energy to crawl from the ground and severely threw the multifunctional **** in his hand towards the fast-closing rock wall , Running forward without looking back.

Faced with danger, the two broke out with extraordinary courage and strength, and they were able to avoid the haze and rocks that slammed behind them.

He was almost against the closed rock wall, and the two rolled into an empty grotto.

I crawled from the ground, and while Fernar gasped, he shook off the rubble and rubble grinned.

"Damn ... I thought it was dead this time. German guy-are you okay?"

I was also climbing from the ground, and Schultz raised his hands hard. Although he looked as embarrassed as he was, he was fine.

"I'm here, Shet ... what did you call me?"

"Dear Germanic mathematician! Sorry, I didn't mean it just now ... just because I was a little excited to survive."

Haw grabbed Schultz's right hand, and Fernal pulled him hard from the ground.

Two people leaned against the wall, their faces filled with the joy of the rest of the horror, and a frightened expression.

"It shouldn't be here for a long time ... no one knows what happened just now, **** it's really been two hours," he took a deep breath, Professor Fernall checked the oxygen reserve, and then looked Schultz, "Let ’s go, intuition tells me it shouldn't be far off-wait, what's that?"

Just after half-talking, Professor Fernall stopped suddenly.

His gaze was staring at the open space in front of him, completely forgetting what he wanted to say.

He noticed his expression, and Schultz followed his gaze with a strange face, looking toward the two of them. However, almost instantly, the expression on his face also solidified.

That's a spade.

没 If he remembered correctly, it was clearly the one that Professor Fernal had thrown backwards.

He knelt down on the ground with his knees, Professor Furnell stretched out his shaking hand, and picked up the familiar multifunctional **** ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ from the ground with incredible shock on his face.

这 "This, this is ... I just left it."

Schultz also swallowed, and trembled.

"... turned up before us."

The two exchanged eyes silently.

I saw the astonished expression across each other's face through the gray mask.

"... Do you have to move forward?"

"Can only move forward."

There is no such thing as a retreat.

两个 It has been two hours since they went deep into hell, and the distribution of the underground tunnels has completely changed. Whether it is the exit or the end of the maze, if you want to survive, you can only continue to move forward!

The two continued to walk forward.

It took about ten minutes or so.

As they passed through a narrow gate structure, the scenery in front of them suddenly opened up.

Facing everything in front of him, the two stayed there inadvertently.

The unbelievable shock trembled in his eyes, and it took a while for Professor Fernall to squeeze a word out of his lips.

"Jesus ..."

This is simply ...

I'm so incredible!

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