There were two people sitting in the Lan regiment's combat command room.
Lei Donglan, who was sitting on the main seat, sat motionless, neither getting up nor showing any intention of showing his seat to visitors.
She put her hand on the shoulder of the person next to her and introduced the braided woman:
"My junior brother heard that I dug up a lot of junk here, so he came over to hunt for treasures during his annual leave, and he also gave me a hand to help me.
Junior brother, this is Director Nan Yan sent by Kukai Walter Group to participate in this project."
"It's not about participating, it's about presiding over the boss.
Captain Lei, there is only half a month left until the date of handing over the tomb, and those grave beasts have not been cleared away yet. You still have time to receive friends who are coming to travel. The working methods of your hunting group must be changed.
I came here today just to talk to you about the next plan and..."
Nan Yan put the whiskey bottle in her hand on the table with a thud. As she spoke, she pulled out the chair opposite Lei Donglan. She was about to sit down when she saw Lei Donglan's bald junior brother stood up with a smile and stretched out his arms particularly enthusiastically.
The right hand came over.
Not smiling, Nan Yan reluctantly stretched out her hand, preparing to shake his hand ceremoniously and say a few words of pleasantries.
"Hello Director Nan, it's a pleasure to meet you...
My surname is Liang, Liang De. This time I am here for both vacation and work. I estimate that I will stay for a few more days. Please take care of me and bear with me."
It’s both vacation and work. Is there this magical position in the quantum state?
Nan Yan held Liang De's hand and said:
"Nice to meet you, and you're welcome. I wonder where Mr. Liang is employed?"
"Hahahahaha, I can't even talk about being high. I work in the Thunder Evil Sect and am a small earner. The main reason I came here this time is..."
Nan Yan's face changed drastically after hearing the word "". Two jagged waves of dust burst out from under her feet. She quickly withdrew her hand and retreated several meters away. The right hand she had held with Liang De wiped it on his coat.
non-stop.
"null……?!"
A plume of white smoke came out of Liang De's palm due to the violent friction, but the enthusiastic smile on his face did not diminish by half.
"yes,.
Director Nan, let me take the liberty to ask, are you married? Are you in love? Do you have someone you like now?"
Liang De rubbed his hands excitedly and his eyes shone, looking very much like the three aunts and six wives who captured an older unmarried young man during the Spring Festival.
Two waves of dust more than one foot high suddenly exploded!
Nan Yan turned around and ran, rushing out of the tent in the combat command room without looking back.
"Director Nan, don't you want to talk to me about the next work plan?"
Lei Donglan's voice came from the tent and flew into Nan Yan's ears through the dust waves and explosions.
"next time!"
Liang De sat back next to Lei Donglan, shook his head and said:
“The company’s reputation is really bad, and even my affable personal temperament cannot save it.
Unfortunately, Teacher Fengxian’s novels are so popular, and everyone obviously likes to read them, but they are unwilling to make some sacrifices for literature. I think this literary and artistic work is becoming more and more difficult to do."
"How's it going down there?"
After Nan Yan walked away, Lei Donglan lowered the connection strength of the Golden Snake Resonance Technique by one level. Liang De's body immediately languished on the chair, and the spiritual thought that resonated across a long distance changed the situation in the real tomb underground.
Passed over.
The huge rock ball, which Liang De named the "Wheel of Earthly History", was rushing all the way. The wheel passed by and the sound of cannons rumbled. Those fungus corpse beasts were afraid to avoid it, and there were people running away in the vast tomb chamber using the magic of Qianli Huting.
fan-shaped herd.
No fungal corpse beast dared to use its best burrowing ability to escape, because dozens of its brethren who dug the fastest had already paid the price with their lives.
Under the ground, it has become a hell.
In the tomb, wherever it is possible to dig into, there are countless black shadows shaped like drill bits shuttled through it. These living drill bits as hard as steel are wrapped in crazy beastiality. Any outsider who invades the stratum will be swarmed by them and drilled into the tomb.
Debris.
Not only that, those drills rotated and sprayed concentrated fuel in all directions at high speed. Not a single fungal spore could survive the blazing flames.
The fungus corpse beasts have only one way to escape on the surface.
Many corpse beasts took the initiative to abandon their excess parts during their escape, throwing their heads and buttocks, leaving only four hooves and a ball of mycelium wrapped around them as they ran.
The mutilated corpse beasts were like green wigs running with long legs, chasing faster and faster after the rolling rock balls, but they still could not escape the course of history.
The fungus corpse beast in the distance was blasted and burned by the rock ball bombardment. The light blue tracking bombs poured down like a swarm of piranhas and attacked everywhere. The stone body of the corpse beast bitten by the bomb fish swarmed in the firelight.
His body was shattered into pieces, and his green hyphae were burnt black and carbonized by the hellish high temperature.
The fungus corpse beast nearby was crushed and stuck by the rolling rock balls, and its hooves kicked wildly to no avail.
The shark-nose-like cracks on the surface of the rock ball ate and chewed, swallowing the corpse beasts that were entangled by the golden snake and stuck in their hands, and smoothly sent them into the three-dimensional minefield inside the rock ball that refreshed every 5 milliseconds.
The extremely corrosive phantom sea thunder in the minefield turns gold into bones. After the fungus corpse beast trapped in the minefield is melted into yellow-green strong acid, it is sprayed through the barrel on the surface of the rock ball towards the fleeing corpse beast ahead, killing
The large pieces of dead and exposed mycelium can be said to be taken from the people and used by the people, forming a virtuous development cycle system.
According to Taoist Banshan's tomb robbing notes, this real tomb has seven floors.
This is the third floor of the real tomb. According to the records left by Dong Xuanzi, this floor is where he first encountered the Fungus Corpse Beast.
When Liang De broke into this place, he found that the tomb chamber on this floor had been destroyed by the raging fungus corpse beast, leaving only ruins and tiles, with little development value.
Above the real tomb, there is Lei Donglan who uses his natural divine power to cover him, while those fungus corpse beasts are just good at digging and running, and their defense and survivability are very average, so they don't need any high-intensity attacks to kill them.
He simply let it go and planned to gather all the corpse beasts in the real tomb here to fight a meat grinder battle of annihilation.
Brother Xian hasn't spoken for a long time...Is the live broadcast cut off? Forget it, leave her alone.
"Senior sister, my main body is on the third floor and I'm crushing you. The clone that went down to scout has already reached the seventh floor.
The first six floors of the tomb building have been almost destroyed by these fungi, and no high-value burial objects have been found in the open."
Lei Donglan's warrior spiritual sense scanned the picture sent back by Liang De and sent a message:
"Continuing on, the burial objects found by Dong Xuanzi contain too many products that are not of this world. This tomb will not be that simple.
Also, this extraordinary fungus cannot completely rely on the vitality of heaven and earth to survive. To grow such a large population, it must either have a sustainable food source or come from outside this tomb.
If you haven't found it on the first six floors, then you are on the seventh floor.
You change your body to the seventh floor, set the coordinates for the portal within the realm, and pay special attention to spatial anomalies during the investigation."
"learn."
Behind the fleeing herd, the driver Liang De stopped the wheel of history, and the views from countless separate bodies merged into a complete picture in the martial arts soul.
"Something's wrong, why does this damn thing seem to be beating more and more..."
…
On the seventh floor of Nanjo Mountain's real tomb, a four-color mixed martial arts soul randomly found a drill-shaped split and attached it. The drill stopped digging and grew a head, torso and hands in the surging amber flames.
foot.
Not long after, a standard Liang De clung to the wall of the tomb like a gecko.
This hexagonal tomb is located at the core of the seventh floor. It is the only place in this real tomb that he has not explored.
He didn't dare to land rashly, so he climbed along the wall to the ceiling, turned his head 180 degrees and looked down.
With the warrior's spiritual sense fully deployed, the tomb was filled with noisy noises. The strong interference made it impossible for him to fully see the situation in the tomb through his spiritual sense alone.
The source of those strange noises are the seven formations carved on the floor of the tomb.
Among them, six smaller circular formations are located at the six corners of the tomb, guarding the triangular formation in the center of the tomb.
Of the six circular formations, only one is functioning normally.
Liang De made a careful analysis and found that all the noise in the tomb came from the rotating circular array.
It is something he cannot see that is making noise, and its manifestation is noise in his spiritual sense.
"Noise" was continuously poured into the guarding triangular array, and strange arcs flickered in the triangular array. Those strange arcs raised their heads and broke free from the shackles of the two-dimensional plane, in the "noise"
It intertwined and turned into dense moss-colored hyphae, and then drilled into the holes on the edge of the triangular array.
"Those extraordinary fungi parasitic on the tomb-suppressing corpse beasts are not accidental products... they are the means left by the true tomb owner himself.
Why, because you thought the tomb-suppressing beast was too well-behaved and the tomb was too quiet, did you raise a little misbehaving creature to dig up your own grave?"
Liang De raised his hand to the bridge of his nose, preparing to hold up his non-existent glasses to check the magic circle on the ground.
empty?
He was surprised to find that his outstretched fingertips did not touch the center bridge of the pair of glasses.
The glasses are the work of the powerful Qing Jie, and it is impossible for them to suddenly go wrong and disappear.
So...it's me who has the problem?
Liang De was in a trance, suddenly excited, and suddenly found himself standing in the center of a circular array. This silent array began to make subtle noises, and the invisible source of the noise began to penetrate into his consciousness.
He looked up and saw a pair of eyes staring at him.
That was me lying on the ceiling of the tomb.
The body that was occupied by an unknown alien species smiled at himself, its eyes twitching in its sockets.
The neck that was turned 180 degrees returned to its original position. Liang De, who was trapped in the magic circle, watched his body being passed through by others, and crawled out of the tomb on all fours.
Then he couldn't see anything.
The golden snake resonance between Lei Donglan and Lei Donglan was not broken, but he could only hear the continuous noise of the magic circle, and there was nothing on the other side of Lei Donglan.
Liang De tried to vibrate the martial arts soul to send a message to Lei Donglan, but found that there was no medium that could vibrate.
The soul of martial arts is gone too?
No, it should be there. My soul is fused into the soul of martial arts. I can’t lose it and I can’t lose it!
He knew that his martial arts spirit and the things in it were still there, but he couldn't move them, and he couldn't activate his spiritual realm.
In this circular magic circle, he seemed to have only pure consciousness left.
...I can think, I am still here.
But there is nothing to do but think and listen to the noise.
It seems that only disembodied consciousness exists. I can't see or feel myself. So how should I escape?
I seem to be trapped in this circular magic circle, but this understanding is only based on the information I collected before I lost my spiritual sense and physical consciousness as a warrior.
But that information is not necessarily true.
I can't touch the glasses that don't exist, which means that at least from that moment on, my perception has become innumerable.
When did the interference in perception and thinking begin... when I couldn't hear Brother Xian's voice but didn't confirm it on the third floor?
Yes, something didn’t feel right with me from that time on.
How could I normally use my body to directly explore the core tomb chamber... Obviously the frontline drill has not yet thoroughly searched and reconnoitred the seventh floor. There is obviously something weird about this tomb. It is impossible for me to do such a thing with my martial arts.
Is it really the senior sister who asked me to switch my body to the seventh level?
Liang De's consciousness was thinking amidst the irregular noise, but he only had consciousness and could not do anything except think. Even if he had a guess, he could not verify it.
It is like a computer that has lost all available peripherals such as keyboard, mouse, camera, headphones, microphone, touchpad, etc. It can't do anything by itself.
I don't know how much time has passed... Liang De's "consciousness" has no sense of time, no pulse or heartbeat, no rhythm of soul, and he has lost the ability to judge time.
In the void, there is only the "hearing" of that weird noise.
Is this really hearing?
Liang De's consciousness tried hard to "listen", imagining that his consciousness existed in a form, and used this form to touch and interfere with the noise.
Nothing exists, but I need a grip on the world of nothingness... The old man said that you can use falsehood to cultivate truth in the void, but what is false and what is true, is the "I" now true or false?
Liang De tried hard to imagine pure consciousness as something tangible, and slowly, he felt the irregular noises arranging themselves.
It's not noise, it's the source of the noise that's moving, and that source is becoming regular.
Is the source of the noise a conscious, intelligent creature?
Liang De used his remaining "hearing" to distinguish, groping like a blind man, stumbling to catch up with the changes in noise.
When his consciousness finally caught up with the changes in the noise and swayed with the source of the noise in his imagination.
He "saw" it.
He regained "vision" from the regular noise, and saw the magic circle that trapped him, and another circular magic circle that was running outside the magic circle.
An unusually strong noise came from another magic circle.
Through the connection of noise, Liang De "saw" the moss-colored mycelium entangled in the magic circle, and the old man in blue shirt holding a cane at the end of the mycelium.
When he "saw" the old man in green shirt, he knew that the old man in green shirt also "saw" him.
The old man in green shirt waved the crutch in his hand, jumped up among the hyphae and "shouted" loudly at him:
"Boy, you had so much fun beating me, you must have been imprisoned too!"