[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

This time, I only slept for less than 10 minutes, and I was pulled up by the biological clock I had developed in the past few years.

Pokerfing said that the curse of Ti Shi can be slightly delayed by shortening the physical distance between the two. For the burning will to survive in my chest, let alone staying in a room at night, I can't wait to pick his back when I walk during the day.

I don't know if Poker Fever fell asleep, but I just turned over lightly and tried to sit up, and he already noticed it.I said good morning to him, and he half sat up, leaning against the head of the bed, half-opening his eyes and looking at me lightly.

Suddenly, I felt that the scene at this moment was too beautiful to be true.

The whole day after that, the fat man and I contacted the nearby handicap, asking them to buy high-power air compressors and protective masks, and transport them to the Zhangwu base in Anyang as quickly as possible. The shock was too great.After the shipment arrived, the coworkers at the door would immediately get a hush money and then be dispersed and sneaked back. The members of the Wu family in Anyang directly took over the equipment.

The leader of the hall was baffled when he was assigned to this task. I figured he wanted to ask me, why do we need to use these mechanical equipment that have made outstanding contributions to the construction of the urban pipe network (sewage) in the next fight?

I can only tell him in a very euphemistic and elegant language: Don't talk so much nonsense, boss, my mind and IQ are beyond your comprehension.Then he put on airs and promised a considerable reward by the way, and he happily went to hook up with building materials and urban underground workers.

As for these outlandish equipment, it's really not my embarrassment.

The structure and common use of the bucket, I guessed not wrong.Quandou is actually an uncommon mass burial of a ruler's family. Because the purpose of the building is not to rest the noble souls of the royal family, but to bury the texts and artifacts that record all the royal secrets and scandals of that era, so It is not gorgeous, and even in order to save money or reduce the chance of being discovered by later generations, it is as simple as possible and attached to the natural environment. ——Of course, this kind of "simplicity" is just used to describe the unlucky and wicked dog-hole tomb passage and the tomb made of rocks.Although I have only seen the tip of the iceberg among the funerary objects, their preciousness and delicacy are still shocking.

As for the mechanism in the tomb, to put it bluntly, it couldn't be simpler: the black substance between the inner and outer coffins, after reduction, showed a terrifying oxygen-absorbing ability.Before the coffin was opened, it was sealed and painted, with good airtightness and no ventilation.And when Tu Fuzi opened the coffin, a large amount of air was poured in, and this silent chemical reaction would start.

The classmate showed us a function image of the reaction rate, which is a parabola with low ends and a high middle, with a very steep slope in the front.That is to say, at the beginning of the reaction, it was not violent and unnoticed, and then it became violent in vain, absorbing and transforming oxygen into harmful or useless gas. When Tu Fuzi realized the danger, he was already dead, and he had no time to crawl through the narrow tomb passage After returning to the ground, they died due to lack of oxygen or poisoning.

Such a narrow and narrow tomb passage, I think it may have been deliberately designed for this hidden killer move.In fact, this principle of gas replacement reminds me of a similar problem I did when I was in junior high school. The time interval is too long, and I can’t remember clearly. It probably means: a swimming pool, the original m cubic water.Connect it to a thinner water inlet pipe and a thicker water outlet pipe, and both work at the same time. Ask you, how long did it take when there were x cubic meters of water left in the pool?

Comparing applied mathematics to an inverted bucket, although this bucket can be said to be semi-closed - after all, it has a dog hole-like entrance to connect with the outside world - but don't forget that it has a structural frame like a flask.After the reaction starts, the inflow rate of the outside air is lower than the rate at which it absorbs oxygen, so this state of being unable to make ends meet will cause the oxygen concentration in the open-coffin tomb to drop, and the slow reaction at the beginning just makes people feel that the air is turbid—in a In the tomb that has been sealed for a long time, it is normal for the air to be turbid—and when the Tu Fuzi is so busy with such "major events" as packing the artifacts and arguing about the distribution of spoils, and starts to feel tight in his chest, he can only feel the air in front of him. It was dark suddenly, and he took a few steps, trying to rush to the tomb passage—it was useless, lifeover.

The documents recorded on the back of the coffin said that since the royal family found that the road to longevity by relying on ghost relics was not feasible, they switched to alchemy, pharmaceuticals and chemistry.If this unknown black substance happened to be discovered by them inadvertently, everything would be more reasonable.I don't know if the current technological development can achieve such a level, but this battle once again made me feel the great wisdom of the ancients.

As for why there are so many talented people planted in it?very simple.

A batch of awesome ancient Tu Fuzi died in it because they failed the basics of chemistry and mathematics.And batches of modern Tufuzi died in it because of their greed and IQ.

Explained in this way, all the clues and hints are connected in series, and this battle is broken on the theoretical level.

It took little effort to think of a solution.After listening to Poker-Face and I's speculation, the fat man immediately remembered that when he was bored in the past, he would watch the workers working on the sewer pipe on the side of the road.

We learned from it and decided to use an air compressor, connect the pipes and pass it into the bucket, pump the air in manually, and then send a guy with compressed oxygen to wear a gas mask to open the coffin, and Brother Pig will do the warning work (boring) You Fing said that he was some kind of powerful tomb-suppressing beast, and he was sealed in the tomb, and this level of mechanism would not harm him. But on the day when the fight officially started, Brother Zhu disappeared early in the morning ) so that there will be no big mistakes.

Pokerfing disappeared for a day, and I'm not his wife, so I don't have the position to ask him to report on his itinerary all day long. Anyway, there are restrictions on substitute stones, so I didn't worry about him running too far, so I patiently didn't look for him.

He didn't come back until dinner, sat on the sofa, listened to our discussion, and kept silent except for some loopholes and opinions.

After the plan was set, the fat man still found it quite novel, saying that this method is high-end and elegant, and that I can do the "Tomb Raiding Knowledge Lecture". A few artifacts will definitely make money.

I snorted and said that now is no longer the era of fumbling around in the fight with a fire book, and technology is the primary productive force.The fat man was so funny that he praised me as a good comrade of the revolution.

This was originally a joke, but who ever thought it would be a prophecy.

A few months later, by chance, I lost all the tools provided by modern civilization, and slowly groped around in the dark and weird space with a torch.

Alone.