Chapter 1403

"Split up."

Looking at the two crossroads in front of us, after thinking for a moment, Lu Zhou opened his mouth and said, "let's continue along the right passage, you Or take another person and explore the road on the left. If it's a dead end, then come back from the front and continue along our road. We will meet in the front. "

"I'm afraid it's hard to do it," fan Tongmian said. "The underpass is in a state of dynamic change with a period of two hours. Even if we go back along the original road, we may not go exactly the same way as when we came."

When the words were said, the members of the expedition made amazing voices. Except for Wang Peng and Lu Zhou's calm expression, other people's faces almost showed surprise expression.

Aubrey could not help saying.

“…… How can it be that the road you've been through can change, and can it be haunted? "

Professor vernal's face was a little ugly, and his tone was full of suspicion.

"Even if it is a violent tectonic movement Two hours is too short. "

"If we can't go back, let's meet at the front," Lu Zhou looked at the front. "Since the final destination of all roads is the same place, so do we meet at the opaque wall."

Taking a deep breath, Schulz stood out and looked at the boat.

"I'll go with Professor vernal. You and I are both partners of ABC's conjecture proof thesis. If there is an accident Somebody has to get there. "

After hearing the meaning of Schulz's words, Lu Zhou said he agreed with them.

"That's all right. Professor Schulz and Professor vernal are divided into group A and the rest are in group B. we meet in the front. "

After dividing part of the supplies for the two, the party began to break up and continue along two distinct channels.

Although there is another option, that is, all people go in and out together, one way to the black, but what the land boat expects is not only to find the relics, on this basis, he hopes to collect more secrets about Mars civilization and the relics from the relics.

With Professor vernal's professional quality, it should not be difficult to accomplish this task.

In addition, as Schulz said, at least one of two people must reach the deepest part of the site.

If another team has an accident, at least they have a second chance

Along the narrow tunnel, Schulz looked around with a flashlight. If he had hoped for a trace of Martian civilization before, it would be almost zero now.

They have been walking for nearly an hour, but they have found nothing.

He felt that he and Professor vernal were like two flies flying around the ruins.

Finally, he asked.

"Are you sure there have been traces of civilized activities here?"

Unlike Schulz, Professor vernal's voice was full of affirmation, even excitement.

"I'm very sure! The strata around here are not naturally formed, but a hematite vein containing rare metals formed by some special steel mixed with rare metals under the action of long-term oxidation and mechanical fragmentation. You know, the average hematite is very brittle. "

"Crispy?"

"Yes, it's easy to produce debris just by throwing it on the ground or knocking it..." With that, Professor vernal swung the multi-functional spade in his hand and chiseled it hard on the red brown rock mass beside, making a tinkle.

Shocked by the recoil, Professor vernal took two steps back and smiled at Schulz.

"You see My shovel can only leave a scratch on it. I don't mean to knock down. My hands almost were dislocated.

Schultz frowned and didn't quite understand what Professor vernal wanted to say.

But the latter didn't perplex him for a long time. After putting away the multifunctional spade in his hand, he continued in a dreamy voice.

"It used to be a passage made of alloy steel!"

"It's at least three billion years old!"

"For some reason, the Martians went to the bottom of the sea and built this tunnel to the deep underground, which is where we are now. Whether it's their technology or their motivation, it's so fascinating Maybe for the relic? I'm more and more curious about what's at the end of this passage! "

Schulz opened his mouth and, after a while, gave an ambiguous comment.

"It sounds like a science fiction story."

Professor vernal said with a smile: "people who study fossils and stones are good at making up stories, especially those tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years ago. Three billion years, God I've never seen such an ancient stratum. Even the age of the strata in the Roraima mountain is only 300 million years. If you want to study such an ancient stratum on the earth, you need to drain the Mariana Trench. If I can go back, if I can write these findings into a paper, I will break the world record! "Schulz's expression was not very good, and he added after him in a corrective tone.

"We can definitely go back."

Looking at the stiff expression on Schulz's face, fner smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, young mathematician, we can definitely go back I'm just making an academic assumption. Our archaeologists don't care about decades of life. "

"I don't care, but I want to know how long we have to go?" Schulz looked around. "Or, with your expertise, what's the difference between the road we walked an hour ago and here?"

"The difference is that we're getting deeper and deeper, and the rocks in the neighborhood tell me that three billion years ago, or even earlier, there was a reversal of water. Hundreds of millions of tons of sea water poured into this passage. The terrible pressure tore all the artificially designed structures in this passage. It took hundreds of millions of years for this area to completely dry up, and the fruits were exposed on the surface, allowing the wind and sand to erode Wait. "

Hearing this and so on, Schulz stopped unconsciously.

Just when he was going to ask what happened, Professor vernal stepped forward two steps, squatted at the bottom of the rock wall, grabbed a handful of sand and held it in his hand.

"And what did you find?"

Confused by his surprise, Schultz stepped forward to stand behind him and looked at the sand in his hand, but saw nothing unusual.

"The sand here is new..." Professor vernal looked around. "At least it's much newer than what we just saw."

Schulz frowned.

"Any questions?"

"It's a big problem How did the sand get here? " Muttering to himself, Professor vernal's pupils were filled with disbelief, "it's like the sand falling first in the hourglass, and finally on the sand pile Can you understand me? "

"The first falling sand appears on it..." Schultz's brow furrowed deeply. "How could it be."

"But this is what I have."

Standing up, fner carefully loaded the sand into the sample bag he carried with him, and with an uncertain expression on his face, pulled out a note sticker and pasted it on the side of the sample belt.

Then he scribbled down the approximate depth position on the note with a marker, comparing the depth value on the wrist computer, and continued.

“…… Two possibilities, either we lost our way, just passed here, or a tunnel on the surface of the earth was moved in front of us. "

Schulz: either one sounds like a dream

"I think so, too, but..."

Before Professor vernal had finished, a strong tremor came from all directions. Caught off guard, the two almost did not stand up and were thrown to the ground by the sudden earthquake.

The rubble kept falling from the top of the cave and banging on their helmets.

Standing awkwardly on the ground, Schulz looked back with difficulty, his pupil suddenly contracted into a point. I saw that the passage they had passed before was closing in the middle with a strange gesture.

Different from the general cave in.

As if drawn by some unknown force, the uniform and close rock wall doesn't give a little stiff feeling that the rock should have.

It's like a wriggling esophagus

It's like living!

“…… Earthquake! " With a roar in the communication channel, Schulz grabbed vernal, who was lying on the ground. "Get up! Let's get out of here. "

Professor vernal's face was full of horror, and the original expression of ease was not there.

"Damn it! It's more than a thousand meters underground. Where can we escape? "

"No matter where you run, it's better than standing here waiting for death! Now we can only move forward! Come on, run! "

Finally, the fear of death overcame the despair of nature.

Perhaps he was awakened by Schultz's roar. Professor vernal used his milk strength to get up from the ground and hurled the multi-functional spade in his hand to the rapidly closing rock wall behind him. He ran without turning back.

In front of the danger, the two men broke out with extraordinary courage and strength. They could escape the sand haze and the stones that collided with each other.

Almost close to the closed cliff, the two rolled into an open grotto.

As he got up from the ground, vernal gasped, shaking off the rubble and swearing.

"Damn I thought I was going to die this time. Krauts - how are you? "

Just as he was getting up from the ground, Schulz raised his hand with difficulty. Although he looked as embarrassed as he did, he was lucky that it didn't hurt."I'm here, Shetter What did you just call me? "

"Dear German mathematician! Sorry, I didn't mean to It's just that I'm a little excited to survive. "

Seizing Schulz's right hand, fner yanked him from the ground.

The two men leaned against the wall, their faces filled with the joy of the afterlife and the expression of terror.

"It's not suitable to stay here No one knows if it's going to happen again. Damn, it's two hours. "After taking a deep breath, Professor vernal checked the oxygen reserve, and then looked at Schultz." let's go on, intuition tells me it shouldn't be far - wait, what's that? "

Just halfway through, Professor vernal stopped.

His eyes were fixed on the open space in front of him, completely forgetting what he wanted to say.

Noticing his expression, Schultz looked strangely in front of the two men, following his line of vision. However, almost in a moment, the expression on his face also solidified together.

It's a spade.

What he remembered correctly was the one professor vernal had thrown backward.

Kneeling on his knees, Professor vernal reached out his trembling hand and picked up the familiar multi-functional spade from the ground. His face was filled with incredible shock.

"This is I just left it. "

Shultz also swallowed and said in a trembling voice.

“…… The result is in front of us. "

The two quietly exchanged views.

Through the grey masks, they saw the uncertain expression on each other's faces.

“…… Do you want to move forward? "

"I can only move forward."

There is no such thing as a retreat.

Two hours after they went to hell, the distribution of underground tunnels has completely changed. Whether it's the exit or the end of the maze, you can only move forward if you want to live!

The two continued on.

It took about ten minutes.

Just as they were passing through a narrow door structure, the view suddenly opened up.

In the face of everything in front of them, they were stunned.

It took Professor vernal a long time to squeeze a word out of his lips.

“Jesus……”