Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 3059: The Museum of Prehistoric Civilization

Through this gate, the wall of the rear tunnel is also filled with vertical and horizontal staggered pipes, precision bite gears, overlapping mechanical structures, and even "slurping" with steam, which feels like entering the five dirty halves of a mechanical giant.

And for a long time between the “intestines” of the mechanical giant beast, the next gate is actually made of crystal clear, the shadow can still see the crystals, there are countless sealed lightning slowly flowing, like guarding the treasure of the venomous snake.

However, under the orders of the golden mystery, the lightning snakes all dissolved and the crystal gates gradually became transparent and disappeared.

Down again, they passed a gate made of pure plant agglomeration, a fog, if any, in a semi-condensing state, and several different styles. The refining technique is complicated, even Li Yao has never heard of the gate.

Each gate opens in a different way, and some techniques go far beyond the limits of human physiology and imagination.

But the golden mystery travels through this hundred times, knowing every step lightly, without any hesitation, opening all the gates like a cloud running water.

Every time you go through a gate, you go down a hundred meters, it's like entering a whole new world.

The tunnels behind the crystal gates are filled with brilliant clusters of crystals that gleam in seclusion and have not been completely extinguished for millions of years.

Behind the plant gate is like a withered pristine jungle, with vines and shrubs dried up into shadows resembling human figures.

Behind the mist gate is a trace of a frozen smoke, like a long time ago explorer, the flesh and flesh had long gone ash and smoke, but the soul was preserved in some incredible way, guiding the direction of the latter.

Li Yao even saw countless... things like biological remains on the four walls of a tunnel.

These “things" are like gorillas with four arms, with a giant strange eye on their forehead, but with a bronze shine and texture, and after hundreds of millions of years of erosion, they gradually merge with the tundra, and become a tooth claw, an extremely distorted mural, and even a tiny black hole —— that's their eye.

This incredible image made Li Yao cold and shook a chill.

His mind is turning, and he's coming to understand that this should be a facility for laboratories, research institutes, or forward bases left behind by millions of civilizations over the past hundreds of millions of years.

When the former rulers of the Pangu universe, those ancient carbon-based intelligent life discovered the existence of too ancient monuments, naturally like Pangu civilization and human civilization, gathered state-of-the-art talent and technology to build the most magnificent laboratories and forward bases here in an attempt to uncover too ancient mysteries.

But some mysterious power wipes out dozens, hundreds of civilizations of ancient carbon-based intelligent life, and even traces of their existence, except for the deep walls of the earth, which speak of their former glory.

Hundreds of thousands or millions of years later, a new generation of carbon-based intelligent life developed a developed civilization, found too ancient ruins, built its own laboratory and forward base on the walls of previous civilizations, and was then destroyed again.

So cyclical and endless, hundreds of millions of years later, there are dozens of overlapping debris walls beneath Silver City, turning into a time labyrinth hundreds of times bigger and more complex than the ground world.

If today the Silver City is destroyed by the violent tide of beasts, and the violent tide of beasts is destroyed by the terror of the "Tower of Heaven”, it will not take hundreds of thousands of years, and the ruins of the Silver City will be wiped out by the erosion of time and turned into a fractured wall at the top.

“Hundreds of generations of civilizations have come to an end, as if this were the end of civilization! ”

Li Yao was deeply shocked.

He did not believe that when a civilization came here, there would be no sign of the annihilation of the preceding dozen or even dozens of civilizations.

The existence of at least a few dozen civilizations is also clearly documented in the database, which includes the "other half Volkswagen”.

Knowing the dangers of too ancient monuments, these civilizations went back and forth, moths burst into flames, why?

Li Yaoxin thought electrically, smiling bitterly, laughing at himself was really silly.

“Curiosity” and “desire for knowledge” are indispensable conditions for achieving a civilization, and “man” is “man” because of his endless desire for “unknown” and “future”.

No civilization can leave an ancient monument immense.

There are always ambitious people, there are always adventurers, there are always lunatics - whether just or evil - who are the first driving force to inspire civilization to move forward.

Moreover, the higher the level of development of a civilization, the greater the propensity for self-destruction.

Can a civilization not develop a "cosmic treasure” sufficient to destroy itself, even without the presence of too ancient monuments?

A civilization that cannot destroy itself is simply not worthy of being called civilization.

Perhaps this is the kind of crazy "cosmic virus” that civilization is called?

Li Yao contemplated.

Initially, he also tried to communicate with mysterious golden men, including shouting and teleportation, but the other side was always deaf and running all the way ahead.

Li Yao knows that the other party is guiding him, but can only follow him closely in a restless mood, while scanning every detail around him.

The last gate sounded like a thunderbolt and retreated into the surrounding rock walls, no longer a narrow tunnel or crumbling rubble, but a huge cave, more than 500 metres in diameter.

Around, there is a faint light fog. The fog is like an elf with life. It will condense as Li Yao's eyes move. When the light fog condenses, the brightness will instantly increase by a few points, so that Li Yao can clearly see everything around him.

It's like a museum of prehistoric civilization.

In the mist, Li Yao first saw the wreckage of a "star iron ride”, which was carefully broken down into hundreds of units, and even the finest core mechanical structure was dismantled, like a mechanical surgery.

Then, it is a crystal pyramid shaped construct with a crystal clear appearance and a small aperture inside. Li Yao observed it for a long time before concluding that these vertical and horizontal interleaved apertures, like neural networks, are indeed “nerves” in some sense. It is extremely efficient to transmit and process information through the transmission, refraction and diffraction of photoelectric signals within the aperture.

Li Yao wonders whether this construct is the creation of an ancient civilization or the remains of an ancient civilization - although it doesn't look like a carbon-based intelligent life, it could also be some kind of coral-like marine creature that leaves crystals behind after death.

Something as bizarre as the crystal pyramid structure, there is still a lot in the fog, but without Li Yao's scrutiny, the golden mystery walks straight into the fog.

The mist scattered, and the shadow revealed several huge figures.

Li Yao's pupils suddenly contracted - he found several more Pankos.

After a close look, it was discovered that these ancient Pankos were immersed in a large fortified crystal tower filled with preservatives.

These Pankos are long dead and “specimens” have been made.

No, not only Pangu, but also Pangu, with hundreds of crystal towers standing deep in the mist, each cluster of crystals containing the remains of a wild carbon-based intelligent life, not only gray and white skin, but also Pangu with exothermic wrinkles on its head, but also the female head snake, a clan of praisers at first glance and plant alike, a posterior clan of black beetles, evolved by sponge-like organisms, such as a clear gel… the remains of thirteen wild races are collected here, and many are precisely cut, stripped of skin and muscles, leaving only blood vessels and neural networks.

In this way, the master seems to have a profound understanding of the physiological structure of the intelligent race of the flood.

There is also the vicious beast, over the crystal tower that stores the remains of the floating race, the front is certainly a dozen surgical tables transformed into repair platforms, a dozen bloody corpses of the vicious beast are placed on it, on one of the largest "operating tables”, even a tyrannosaurus head, the skull has been cut in a circular shape, the whole child unraveled, revealing a deformed and mutated brain, sealed by some kind of light green gel, not to wither and rot.

Hundreds of filaments were inserted into the brain of Tyrannosaurus, leading to the supercrystal brains of the next few star empires. The crystal brains emitted spectacular fluorescence and were undergoing hypervelocity computation, creating a virtual brain of Tyrannosaurus in a three-dimensional stereoscopic light screen.

And with the instructions of the crystal brain, this head leaves only the appearance of the tyrannosaurus of the skull still alive, occasionally making blinking and other actions.

It seems that this master has a very precise understanding of the brain structure of Tyrannosaurus, and even its mode of battle and thinking habits, so that God can unwittingly jump onto his head and slap him to death!

Li Yao became more and more curious about the identity of the golden mystery man, the Museum of Prehistoric Civilization, so many “star iron rides” and the remains of “Tyrannosaurus", including hundreds of wild intelligent life - in the vast majority of human perceptions, this is the "specimen of God”!

Who the hell is he?

An obvious answer came out of Li Yao's mind.

This immense power, almost represents the name "invincible," even if just think about it, makes Li Yao feel breathless, his heart beats faster, his surrounding blood boils, his pores can't help but expand, and he needs to eject red steam.

Led by a golden mystery man, it crosses the crystal tower and operating table at the end of the mist and is a repair and remodeling workshop for a heavy duty pharmacopoeia.