Chapter 1883： messy log

Chapter 1883 Confused Log

"The two Lei Zongchao, which one is real, which one is fake, or... are they both real?"

Meng Chao seemed to have stepped on the ground and fell into an ice cave that was extremely confusing.

The appearance of the mummy in front of him and the code on the back of his head were exactly the same as the real Lei Zongchao, so he couldn't see any flaws.

However, Lei Zongchao, the "War God" who had lived on the ground for decades, had undergone numerous most thorough body scans because of his high morals and serious injuries.

Dragon City's top medical experts and psionic scholars wished they could carefully dismantle every single cell in him, carefully maintain it, and then reinstall it.

If he is a fake, something like a "monster in human skin", there is absolutely no reason, and he can get away with it.

For no reason, Meng Chao thought of splitting into two identical parts, a scarlet afterimage like a mirror reflection.

And the horned, imposing "monster version" of himself.

Since the scarlet afterimage can be divided into two.

On different roads, there are also completely different Meng Chao.

So, why can't there be two "God of War" Lei Zongchao, or even far more than two?

With a twitch in Meng Chao's mind, he suddenly thought of one thing.

On every road that criss-crosses around the ancient city, there is a faint scarlet afterimage floating.

And myself, the monster version of myself, Lu Siya, Wu Haibo, Long Feijun, and Shen Yupeng, they are respectively advancing on these roads unswervingly.

Could it be that Lu Siya and the others didn't run into each other like headless chickens, but also followed the scarlet afterimage and got guidance from a certain Lei Zongchao?

In other words, from Lu Siya's point of view, they are the only ones who follow Lei Zongchao and possibly find the "answer" to save Dragon City?

"Then, each different Lei Zongchao will point to the same answer, or is it that there are infinite ways to interpret the ancient mysteries and can interpret endless answers?

"What kind of answer can Lei Zongchao, who died young in front of me, give me?"

Meng Chao felt that there must be more information hidden in the "mummy" Lei Zongchao in front of him.

The reason is very simple.

He knew Lei Zongchao well.

Regardless of whether he is in his prime or a martyr in his twilight years, Lei Zongchao has never been a person who just sits and waits to die.

If he didn't leave behind something that would inspire his successors, he would never be willing to leave in such a peaceful way.

—Even if the "ancient" palace, Lei Zongchao will turn it upside down!

Thinking of this, Meng Chao first straightened the "mummy" Lei Zongchao, bowed deeply, and said silently in his heart: "Senior, whether you are the Master Lei I know or not, you are a pioneer on the road of human evolution. Those who are heroes who fight to the last moment for our common homeland, compatriots and civilization.

"If your heroic spirit is immortal, please guide me on the next road, how to go!"

After saying this, Meng Chao began to **** carefully on the mummy.

After all, the camouflage uniform of the mummy is made of ordinary materials, which can withstand the gunpowder smoke and sand on the ground, but cannot withstand the black mist in the ancient tomb.

After decades of erosion, the camouflage uniform has become as thin as a cicada's wings and crisp.

With a little force from Meng Chao, it peeled off with a "clack clack", like the skin of a burn patient, revealing the lead gray, semi-metallized skeleton underneath.

Meng Chao found some odds and ends for survival in the wild from the mummy.

There is also a simple dagger engraved with mysterious runes—it does not look like an earth product, but a secret treasure in the ancient ruins.

At this moment, Meng Chao was not interested in the rune dagger that was still cutting iron like mud from hundreds of millions of years ago.

He continued to grope, and finally found a firmly tied waterproof bag on the inside of the mummy's left thigh.

Carefully untie the strap, open the waterproof bag, and inside is a palm-sized notebook.

Judging from the cracked cover and frayed edges, it should be something like the "exploration log" that the "mummy" Lei Zongchao carried with him and recorded from time to time.

Meng Chao's heart was pounding.

Psychic energy is like quicksilver, wrapping the exploration log in fine detail, soaking into every page, nervously repairing the withered and broken fibers, ensuring that even if the paper is rotten and rotten, I can barely maintain the traces of pen and ink on the surface with psychic energy.

After looking at the mummy again and praying a few words in his heart, Meng Chao held his breath and opened the exploration log bit by bit.

However, the content inside made him frown deeply.

It's not that the content is too little or the goods are not right.

In fact, Lei Zongchao in his youth should be a careful person.

This small exploration log was filled to the brim with petty print, and he was reluctant to let go of the header and footer. The brush strokes were thinner than a mosquito's leg, and he had to use a magnifying glass to see them clearly.

According to this information storage method, two or three pages can record the whole picture of an exploration operation.

Such a thick diary can completely record more than a dozen exploration operations—of course, including the last one that killed the "mummy" Lei Zongchao here.

However, with the exception of the cover and the back third of the blank space, every page in the journal that is filled with content is very heavily smeared.

No, not "seriously", just "crazy".

It's like the "mummy" Lei Zongchao himself, in a state of insanity and madness, grasped a red pen soaked in blood fiercely by holding a dagger behind his back, and wrote on every page Crazy circles and crosses, with countless dense circles and crosses that penetrate the back of the paper, the entire exploration log is tattered and messed up, and half a word can't be read clearly.

Not only that, but Meng Chao noticed that compared to the thick spine, the pages of this exploration log were significantly thinner, and there were traces of forcible tearing in many places.

"So, many key page numbers were torn off?"

Meng Chao pondered for a moment, trying to use his spiritual energy to scan the overlapping and interlaced ink on each page.

Trying to analyze the pen and ink left over from different times layer by layer.

However, the guy who destroyed this exploration log seemed to expect that the latecomers would use the "scanning layer by layer" technology to restore it.

This guy not only overwrote the original content from the physical level.

From the level of spiritual energy, the molecular structure of pen and ink at different levels was activated, so that the remaining pen and ink were all fused together.

The effect is similar to throwing this exploration log into the water and soaking it for half an hour.

In this case, not to mention the strong in the divine realm, even Daluo Jinxian would never want to restore the information inside.