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Chapter 640 Whistle, Bomb Disposal Expert, Cute Alienated Plants

"Bang~" Li Cang swung an iron hammer on the base of the fat-headed fish's tail, "It's just a World War I whistle, don't you keep it for the New Year?"

"whistle??"

"I just like your appearance of someone who has never seen the world. Haven't you seen the documentary? It's just a whistle dropped from a bomber, 'Boom~Boom~'!"

Lao Wang: "I#¥%, I didn't get this horse riding thing. Then you can't swing a sledgehammer while riding a horse!"

"The chance of this thing exploding is lower than your chance of winning the lottery..." Li Cang said casually, "It fell from the sky!"

"There's never been a time when I didn't win when I bought lottery tickets! You've been using my pocket money every now and then for so many years and you don't have any ideas?"

Lao Wang yelled, too frightened to move forward. Maybe it would be okay if the two guys in front of him were bickered. He might have to have a forensic examination-level funeral.

Three times five times two were taken apart, and the four people squatted there and studied this old comrade who was about the same age as their combined age with great interest.

"Good guy, the structure of this thing is so simple..."

"Can this medicine still be used?"

"Copy a few. It should be easier to throw this thing from top to bottom."

“What’s the price of praying?”

"Pray for a hammer, give it to your father and I, and arrange it in a minute! Mother Xipi, what the hell is this place? Aren't the words on it in Russian? Is it possible that there is something floating on our head hidden in it?

An arsenal in the desert somewhere?”

"How about riding a big Kun Kun up there for a spin?"

"Goodbye, this is a sandstorm and a tornado. It's too dangerous. Let's wait until daybreak."

In addition to the silver ants flying in the wind, the sandstorm is also constantly giving small gifts to the empty island, including but not limited to geological fragments ranging in size from glass balls to several trucks and several house-sized gravels.

Going out to wander around in such weather is tantamount to asking for trouble for yourself.

There is a saying that the older you get, the less courage you have. As for the random selection of free fall graves, everyone agrees that there is no need to go through it a second time after experiencing it once...

It was eight o'clock in the morning and the sun had not yet risen.

Lao Wang held his watch and held up the telescope, and said hesitantly: "Teacher Cang, you said that this ice dome at least has some physics to talk about, while the sand dome...it has more or less some physics. I'm sorry for what I've suffered over the years."

Have you been educated?"

At this moment, both those who understand physics and those who do not understand physics are silent.

There is desert at your feet, with endless sand dunes, and there is still desert above your head, like stalactites hanging upside down. In the middle, there are countless tornadoes, large and small, connected from "sky" to "earth", vast wild islands, and an array of geological debris.

About 15 minutes or so, those spectacular tornadoes that may have reached hundreds or even thousands of meters in thickness suddenly dissipated, the wind dissipated and the sand stopped, and the flying fine gravel converged little by little like the morning mist, with the horizontal plane of the track line as the dividing point, respectively.

Scattered up and down - visible to the naked eye, the upper, middle and lower layers of the earth's surface are formed!

"Don't ask me..." Li Cang gulped down a large cup of lemon tea, "Daleizi is good at physics, ask her to explain it to you!"

"I'll explain with a hammer!"

I don’t know if it’s a visual effect or it’s just the actual situation. At this moment, the empty island seems to be traveling inside a huge shellfish, with the horizontal line of the track as the boundary. The “heaven and the earth” are like the two leaves of the shellfish, leaving only a narrow sky-blue border line.

The "horizontal line" formed by the yellow sand is extremely thin, perhaps less than 10 meters thick, and is dotted with countless wild islands and geological fragments.

"Dong~"

While Lao Wang was still busy taking pictures, Li Cang casually dropped a dogleg off the island.

Poor loser No. 1 made a huge hole on the "horizontal line" but was not injured. He just stood there in confusion and looked up.

Master Wang is also a ruthless person, a ruthless person who can seek death. When he saw this, he kept snapping pictures, and at the same time he jumped off the island: "What a guy! The land is 10 meters thick!"

Not only can it carry people, it can still stand after digging through 10 meters of ground. The gravity is completely opposite!

"Ouch~" Lao Wang was rolling back and forth in the sea of ​​sand, having a great time, "Why don't you come down? That's funny~"

The 10-meter-thick sand layer was not enough to bring much resistance, and the speed slowed down by the air island passing through it was basically negligible. Li Cang and the others couldn't bear their curiosity and stood on it for a few laps. They found that there was nothing.

The only difference is the gravitational reversal.

What's even worse is that the gravitational reversal is not even bounded by the horizontal line, but only the upper and lower surfaces of the sand layer as its starting point and end point.

In other words, assuming there is a king on the upper and lower surfaces of the sand layer, and they dig downward respectively, the direction of gravity will not change until they completely drill into each other's "surface".

This timi...

cough!

It’s just a matter of independent rules and basic operations. What weird things have we, the track line leaders, never seen?

Calm down!

A few people walked around looking at the flowers, poking here and there, and then they saw a lone leafy plant in the endless sea of ​​sand.

10 meters high, wind-swept willow-like umbrella shape, each branch is about the thickness of your thumb, with branches, leaves, flowers, fruits and thorns, white tender flowers and orange-yellow delicate fruits, it is so special, special

Naturally rooted in the sand, very stable.

"What the hell? What the hell?" Lao Wang was shocked, "If I remember correctly, this layer of sand didn't exist before the sandstorm stopped, right? This thing looks like it has been growing here for several years.

What a look!”

There are quite a few alienated plants that everyone sees in daily life. At first, Lao Wang thought it was a predator that attracts prey with the scent of flowers and fruits. However, he ate half a catty of fruits and the thing remained motionless.

Click~

A branch was broken directly by Lao Wang, revealing a normal wooden structure.

To be honest, Li Cang was quite confused at the moment. He summoned 20 bastards unceremoniously: "dig for me!"

The accumulated sand formed a huge bowl shape, dug out the root system, and dug through the ten-meter sand layer. On the other surface was an almost completely symmetrical tree crown.

Everyone: "..."

There are tree crowns at both ends, and under the sand layer are root systems that extend in all directions and cover an area dozens of times the crown.

At the moment when most of its roots were exposed, this strange plant suddenly started to move, but instead of attacking the living creatures around it, it was curling and shrinking, with each branch curled up like mosquito coils and clinging to the trunk.

, then tightly wrapped by the tree roots, shrinking to the end, and what is presented to everyone is a cylinder with a diameter of 10 meters...

Well, calling it a cylinder may be a bit inaccurate. In fact, this thing is more like a malnourished special-shaped barbell. There are three barbell plates strung on a cylinder about 20 meters long.

Even a little cute!

"Oh, I understand~" Lao Wang said, "Does it change like this every time there is a storm, and wait for the storm to pass before turning into the state of a plant with branches and leaves? That's not right.

The ground is covered with 'surface' up and down, where does the rainwater come from to keep it alive??"


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