Chapter 234

"Why should the jungle become smaller? Can't we become smaller ourselves?" Lu Ziming gestured the size in the air with his hands, holding his hands in a circle facing haribari. As he was farther and farther away from haribari, more and more haribari could be seen in the circle.

"We are getting smaller. How is this possible? Aren't we standing here now? You...! you...! and you...! do you find me getting smaller?" Ha RI Ba RI was shocked by Lu Ziming's theory of getting smaller.

"In fact, I don't believe it. It's just a hypothesis to prove whether my judgment is correct. First of all, whether the body has changed and what I see here is true, there is only one possibility. This is not Sai Yingshan. The reason is that everything here has to match Yingshan many times. If we rule out this possibility, we think this is Sai Yingshan. If we follow If you think about this idea, you will find that many phenomena can be said to make sense. "

Lu Ziming is also speculating that there is no real evidence, just like a visionary: "Let's not think about other problems. Suppose my body shrinks a thousand times or ten thousand times, it's like an ant falling into the grass. Is the grass you see now a forest? From this point of view, some problems are simple. There are a lot of energy turbulence in the entrance we walk through, but there is no energy here. Why?"

"We don't know why there is energy turbulence in the entrance and what role it plays, but we see a place that shouldn't appear. It's nothing strange. After the emergence of the virus, many of them are things we haven't seen before. It's not strange to see anything strange again."

"Lu! What are you trying to say," Ha RI Ba RI interrupted Lu Ziming.

"Listen to me! I've experienced many things you've never seen before, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist. What we think is impossible doesn't mean it will happen. Thinking is our biggest limitation. We can expand our thinking. Think about our earth, we are small, but what about the sun? The earth is small Small, but the sun is also small relative to the whole galaxy. "

"Macroscopically, our bodies may not have become smaller because our references have changed, just as ants see grass and we see trees. If our current perspective is the same as ants, the forest we see now may be a large grass. Can you understand this explanation?"

It's dizzy. Not only ha RI and Ba RI are dizzy, but Lu Ziming himself is also dizzy. There's nothing to prove that his theory is correct. There's no persuasion at all. The so-called theory is just his confidence. Everything is imagined out of thin air.

"In fact, there is no point in entanglement on this issue. Maybe all the problems will be solved when we reach the pyramid. Let's take a break and enter the basin jungle."

The cave behind them is rapidly closing, forcing five people out of the cave. Five people have to leave the cave, find a small cave superimposed by several boulders, quickly replenish food, or rest against the rock wall.

Zhuoma leaned against Lu Ziming and said to the jungle at the foot of the mountain, "road! Are you worried about the jungle? Are we waiting for something here?"

He is indeed waiting. Now he wants to know what will happen in the jungle more than anyone. There are zombies and skeletons in the maze. There can't be nothing in the jungle, which obviously doesn't make sense.

He wants to know his current situation and make necessary adjustments according to the situation, rather than plunge into the unpredictable jungle. In the final analysis, more than a dozen people in front of him are his expedition.

"Don't you think the jungle is too quiet?"

Zhuoma pricked up her ears and listened carefully: "it's too quiet. It's scary!"

If there are no monsters in the jungle, Lu Ziming doesn't believe it. The significance of the existence of the jungle may be to cover up the danger, otherwise the existence of the jungle is unnecessary.

Perhaps in order to refute their speculation, a deep and deep roar came from the depths of the jungle in the distance, which shook the whole jungle, and the gravel on the mountain rolled to the bottom of the mountain.

Their faces changed, but they couldn't see anything from afar. Only the low and thick roar was engraved in the bottom of their hearts like a brand.

"What monster is this!"

Five people's eyes met in the air. The next moment, they turned to the dense jungle. For a moment, no one spoke again.

Just then, the quiet jungle suddenly became tumultuous, screams came and went, bursts of rapid gunshots sounded, and soon it became quiet again.

Before Lu Ziming understood what had happened, he saw that several figures on the edge of the jungle had rushed out of the jungle and ran towards the mountain. Behind them, two dark figures quickly surrounded from the green shadow, blocking the way of several people.

"Ostrich!"

"No, it's a little dinosaur!"

"No, dinosaurs have no feathers. They're gliding! It's pterosaurs!"

No one can say what the monster is. It has gone beyond the scope of human cognition, at least beyond the scope of five people's cognition.

"Like a raptor, with a pair of wings that can glide, it should be called a flying Raptor". Zhuoma gave full play to her imagination and gave a more appropriate name to the monster in front of her.

The flying Raptor is more like an enlarged version of a depilated rooster. It is about 1.5 meters tall and covered with dark gray cuticle. Its long and hard beak can penetrate the whole person's body at once. It has amazing jumping power and glides in the air with feathered forelimbs. Its action is clumsy but its impact is amazing. It is useless to see a person hit by it.

People who escaped from the jungle fled in all directions. Some people took submachine guns and fired wildly at the flying Raptor. The bullets hit the flying Raptor. The flying Raptor retreated again and again by the impact, but it could not hurt the flying Raptor. On the contrary, it aroused the blood thirsty nature of the flying Raptor.

The flying Raptors made a "gurgle" sound in their mouth, as if calling their companions. Soon, several flying Raptors appeared from the edge of the jungle, targeting four people with submachine guns.

The bloody battle ended abruptly after several flying Raptors joined the battle. The body was kicked by the flying raptors, and the sharp beak pierced the head of the body and threw it into the air, just like the winner showing off his booty.

Several flying raptors, who did not get the booty, stared at a man and a woman who were still fleeing to the mountain, flapping their very asymmetric wings towards the hillside.