Otherworldly Merchant

As he moved, the group's surrounding fish automatically flashed a passage.

We followed the past with great surprise.

Fish are so dense and stuck on both sides, but none of them cross that invisible line and squeeze so honestly out.

“Hey, you can do it!” Fan Chung looked around surprised and turned to Pike: “With this skill, you can get paid by the fishing team. If you don't pay, you sprinkle the medicine on his boat, and the fish will run out of distance. If all the fucking fishing teams around the world pay you, why are you hanging out with William? In a few years, the richest people in the world have hope. ”

“This is science, not money, and Mr. Van, please don't be so cruel to animals in the future. If you can't move, start killing.” Pike swam forward and followed Liang Mingli up the first step, saying extremely seriously.

“Cruel?” Fancheon is still a little confused: “On the boat, it looks like the big lobster abalone or something, you haven't eaten too much, have you? At that time, why didn't you say something about protecting animals? ”

“Because I am also an animal, access to food is my nature and my right, but killing wilfully is a sin to break the balance. ”

“Damn, you foreigners have so much to do, it makes sense to flip and flip. Uh, girl, I didn't say you did. ”

A few people were talking and swimming up.

Shortly after, we crossed the nine steps.

Above the steps is a wide platform, still covered with a layer of copper leather, covered in rust and moss, like green grass.

Just over twenty meters away, is a tower.

We paused a little, looked around for a while, didn't notice anything unusual, and proceeded to the tall tower.

The steps on the tower are also tall and much longer, and we just swim halfway down the steps and the water disappears.

In other words, finally land again!

We climbed up one by one. It felt really good to step on the ground, at least more solid than in the water. I just don't know if Van Chong, Jiang Da Fish and Liang Mingli thought the same thing.

Lina told everyone not to take off their helmets, but she turned on the device to test the air, and nodded, "Okay, the oxygen levels here are much better than on the boat, almost like in the Amazon Forest. ”

As soon as we hear this, we all take our minds off, take off our helmets and breathe a few breaths of pure natural air.

Liang Mingli also dissipated the bubbles, and his fat body, which was about to burst apart, also lost weight and returned to its original condition.

Jiang Daqi asked everyone to take off their diving suits, take out their food and water, and rest for a while.

We eat, we drink, we chat: what is this place, who built it? Fujita just left a day before us. How far are we from him now?

Thoroughly, Jiang Dayi no longer asked: Brother Zhang, what do you think...

After eating and drinking well and resting for a while, everyone regained their energy.

Jiang Daqi asked Fanchong and Pike to find a place to hide everyone's diving suits, remove unnecessary equipment, and lightly assemble them.

Because the rest of this road may be the real danger, after all, the danger we came from is gone, and the greatest danger is always ahead.

Thereafter, we proceeded as originally planned, except that some space was opened up between the teams.

The tall tower is pitch black, we all carry high power flashlights, but Jiang Da fish is allowed to use only one per team, and the light should be turned to the darkest, just in case to save resources.

Upon climbing the tower, it was a long ramp with murals painted on both sides of the stone wall.

Some are hunting a tiger or a black bear, some are sitting by a campfire carrying songs and dancing, and some are wearing an old man with teeth hanging from his arms to the sky, others kneeling together.

Looks like it's all real work reflecting the state of life at the time!

These figures are neither barbaric nor civilized in their style.

Because these people are wearing clothes, and although they are extremely rough, they are fabrics rather than branches of animal skin.

However, they behaved in an extremely primitive and even barbaric manner.

Some pictures, for example, are bloody and heinous: everyone eats them with their bloody heads in their mouths, and they wear babies on branches and burn them on fire.

This tunnel is almost forty and fifty meters long, all paintings of all kinds, and has never seen half of the text, or traces of suspicious text.

“Jiang Lao, there's a bone here!” At this point, Parker suddenly stopped and screamed.

Jiang Da Fish and I heard that we quickly stepped up our footsteps and rushed over.

The bones leaned against the corner at the end of the tunnel, not knowing who had kicked them, they had long been fragmented and the clothes on them were nearly shattered. But you can still probably see what it looks like, it should be a tuxedo, not far from the ground, with half a hat that almost turns into dirt.

Tuxedo? A hat?

Though he has been dead for hundreds of years at least by the extent of his skeleton, he is too young for the ruins of more than 7,000 years here.

And hundreds of years ago, who would have worn a tuxedo and a hat?

Obviously foreigners.

How did this foreigner find out about this place? How did you get in here?

“Turn the lights up a little and find out what else is nearby.” Jiang Daqi commanded.

“Here!” Parker pointed at the opposite wall, and there was still a stone engraving on top of it, a group of people with bare backbones, digging mountain stones, and another group of people in the distance were pushing and pulling around a boulder of logs under a block. Further afield, is a palace under construction.

It was engraved in a foreign language just below the right of the stone painting.

Obviously, it's this old carving.

He seemed afraid that no one would notice that blood had been applied to the already engraved text, although the colour had long dried up and peeled off, and traces of his remaining years could still be seen.

“What does that mean?” At first sight, Jiang Daqi was a foreign language and couldn't help but frown.

“It sounds like… it's the Gulatin language, I don't know it.” Pike said somewhat helplessly.

“As I see it, God is with the world.” Lina came together and translated against the script.

What's that supposed to mean?

Is this foreigner a devout man? Is that what you wanted to say before you died?

“As we have seen, God is with the world.” Jiang Daqi read the sparse beard with one hand and repeated it several times, suddenly saying: “No! ”