Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The situation was rather critical at the time.

There are only three options left to Fanton.

One against the collapsing rock formation with the flesh of flesh, the other climbing a deep pit of more than 20 meters in five seconds...

Or, cut the rope and fall.

It took him only a second to make a decision and when it happened, he unbuckled his waist.

In fact, he was quite right.

The closed rock wall didn't leave him as long as five seconds. He counted the front and back for up to three seconds. The solid rock collided and cut off the light from the top of his head...

However, that was already the best decision at the time.

But only half an hour later, Fan Tong regretted it.

The situation that I am facing, apart from being able to keep an entire corpse, does not seem like a better place to go than being squashed on a rope. He's been walking for almost half an hour, and this cave is like it's endless and hopeless.

“Shit... this place is like a maze. ”

I should have been safer then, but now it's useless to say these things.

Gentle tremors came from the ground.

Estimated that his previously fallen position had been buried by a collapsed rock wall, Fantong took a deep breath and allowed himself to calm down as much as possible.

To make himself less depressed, he tried to convince himself that it was just a science test.

“Pink sandy quartz rock... it's not red iron ore anymore, I didn't expect to find something so interesting here,”

“What is this? Biomass debris rock? ”

This is a great discovery.

The frustration in his eyes gradually replaced by an excitement, Fan Tong used the multifunctional shovel in his hand, without damaging the rock body, carefully knocked down a little rock chip.

Looking at the baby in the sample bag, the excitement in his eyes grew stronger.

“… it would be nice to have a half-life test here so that I can determine the adulthood of the sediment layer in this area. ”

Had it not been for the current state of affairs, there would have been only uninterrupted murmurs left in the transmitter, and he really wanted to share that happiness with the rest of the scientists at the base.

Tools and samples were packed and he began to move forward along the cave.

While doing so does not increase his chances of survival, at least… in the unlikely event of his tragic death, these valuable research materials will be a valuable scientific legacy.

Of course, if someone can collect the body for him...

The road ahead is getting harder and harder.

Sometimes a fork is encountered and he has to go in and out several times to find the real entrance.

During this period, he took a short break on the road, ate some liquid food, and looked at the few supplies left. Fan Tong's mood could not help but be somewhat depressed.

Interestingly enough, however, he noticed a very interesting phenomenon along the way. The core of Mars is theoretically cooled, but as he goes deeper into the tunnel, the surrounding temperature rises by about five.

Although the surrounding environment is still cold, it provides at least a little comfort.

These piecemeal findings were documented, and the paradigm of a little rest continued to move forward.

The path ahead is getting narrower, and even takes a lot of effort to squeeze through.

Just as he began to wonder whether he had gone wrong, a deep pit about five steps wide suddenly appeared before him.

Laser ranging shows that the depth below should be about 10 to 20 meters, exactly the same as what he just encountered.

The footsteps stopped at the edge of the pit, and Fanton's face appeared discolored.

What should we do?

Are we going down, or are we going back and find another way?

If you continue down, you may find yourself in a deeper and deeper position, and the prospect of someone collecting the body for you may be even more elusive.

However, it is unrealistic to expect people on the base side to dig themselves out of the ground more than 20 metres deep under limited conditions, even if they do not look down.

Looking back at the forks he had previously passed, he couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp.

Thinking that it couldn't have been worse, he finally decided to bite his teeth and bravely slipped down to the pit in front of him with the multifunctional shovel in his hand.

Slide down an almost vertical path.

This time his feet touched the ground, but accidentally met a lot more than before.

Maybe…

This is the real “bottom”?

At a moment when Fan Tong thought so and stood up and looked forward, the whole person suddenly looked like a fool and stared at it.

It took him a long time to digest the shock in his heart and slowly squeeze a sentence out of his lips, looking at the almost steep corridor in front of him through the light emitted by the light.

“Shit! ”

“Here... fucking... it's a bunker! ”

A reddish-brown stone tablet, about two metres high, stands on either side of the corridor, joining the ceiling and the floor as if it were a stone column with a clip. Complex patterned fruit is exposed to the surface of the tablet, and although it is blurred enough not to see its original full face, a hint of sculpture can still be seen from it.

Everything in front of us can no longer be explained by simple geology.

From either point of view, it doesn't look like it's naturally formed.

They are like works of art…

A pile of art in ancient ruins…

He muttered excitedly at himself, pointing the flashlight and the camera on his helmet at the sculpture like a relic and pressing the shutter frantically.

If it wasn't for the lack of signal, he really wanted to report everything he saw here to the base.

All the discoveries along the way are no better than what he found here.

There are traces of civilized activity underneath Mars!

At least it ever existed!

Human civilization is not the only thing in the universe!

They're not alone!

He could almost have imagined what would have happened on Earth if the news had been made public. The excitement of discovering the treasure made him almost incapable of shouting.

“The material, like the sand outside, has basically been weathered into red iron ore! ”

“The totem of Mars civilization? Or some sort of religious ritual? Or some kind of craft...”

“Wait...”

A little bit happened in his mouth. When he grasped a relatively damaged tablet and tried to knock the oxide layer off the surface with the multifunctional shovel he was carrying, he found that the entire interior of the tablet was not exactly like he had imagined and was made entirely of red iron ore.

Even just the opposite...

Included materials are almost iron-free calcium carbonate minerals.

“Calcium carbonate minerals… No, it's supposed to be some kind of biomass fossil, and it's probably been around for a very long time, and it looks older than the trichlorfon fossil on Earth. ”

Mumbling in his mouth, Fantong carefully sampled five equally sized rock particles from the inside and placed them in a sample bag for storage.

“… I had no idea that one day I would have to string up an archaeologist. ”

It's a red iron ore, and it's a biomass fossil, and it traces time back to before it's completely weathered, and he infers that the shell of this thing should be some kind of iron-based alloy material, like a coffin, that seals some kind of living thing inside.

Intuition tells him that this could be a cemetery-like place.

While there are other understandings, this is undoubtedly one of the most likely.

Tightening the multifunctional shovel in his tight hand, Fantong continues along this ominous corridor. Although the guy in his hand can't give him more security, it's better than no.

Contrary to what happened earlier, the road ahead suddenly widened as he continued to head deep into the corridor.

Especially as he stepped into a spacious "grand hall”, there was an instant feeling of unmistakable openness.

Yet, just as he was preparing to move on, it was an unexpected discovery that his knees were like a wall that was invisible and could not be taken one step further.

A strange scene suddenly occurred as he grasped in confusion on the invisible wall in front of him.

The sign displaying the signal on the wrist-mounted computer suddenly changed from a fork number to a full grid.

Slightly stunned, noticed the flashing signal light, Fan Tong consciously restarted the communication module.

A string of noisy current sounds, quickly coming from a communication channel.

Just as he looked at the signal on his wrist computer with disappointment and estimated that it was some sort of naturally occurring electromagnetic wave, an intermittent sound suddenly rang from his ear without warning.

“Cough. ”

“… can you hear me? ”

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(Mathematics is already 3 stars, don't forget to pay attention ~)