When the water balloon in his hand stops and turns, it also means that Lu Ping'an and his party have reached the end of the journey.
Although there were many encounters along the way, the actual pressure was not great and the traffic was quite smooth.
However, when they arrived at the coordinates of the suspected destination, there was nothing there, only the endless sea.
"I didn't see anything down there."
The feedback from divers is that there is nothing special about the local area.
Therefore, after making sure that the surrounding area was relatively safe, Lu Ping'an issued an order to stay stationed and take turns to rest, and went into the water alone.
In fact, it is said that cats hate going into the water to fish, but the person who has been in the water the least these days is actually Lu Ping'an himself.
But his water nature has actually been developed on the earth. Although becoming a fire rider will instinctively fear and hate water, diving at this level is not difficult for him.
"There's none?"
But after he went into the sea, the bottom of the sea was still flat.
He took out the "water balloon", but there was only an arrow still pointing down, so he put on the mask and it was still empty.
It's because the "map" guidance is wrong, or in other words, it lacks something.
"Then, let me see the reality hidden here."
Lack of keys? No, maybe it's just because some beings believe that those with insufficient strength are not qualified to get close.
When Lu Pingan observed with the eyes of truth, he finally found the discord.
Deep under the water, something seemed to be slowly rotating.
"Is that 'water flow'?"
Hiding the vortex made of water in the water, if Lu Ping'an's "sight" hadn't been able to observe the vibrations, I would have to touch it personally to touch it.
And when Lu Ping'an really got close and lightly touched the deep-sea vortex formed by the "ocean current", the next moment, he mysteriously disappeared on the spot.
"Ah cough cough cough."
The next moment, Lu Pingan climbed out of the water.
He was so wet that he could actually feel the air.
It was an obvious rock passage. When he walked safely on the road, the fluorescent gems around him began to shine, lighting up the path he was walking on.
Lu Pingan was not in a hurry to move forward. He tried first to make sure that he could still open the courtyard, and he felt a little more at ease.
There are still natural traces in the initial passage, but as you go further in, it becomes full of artificial carvings.
Turning a corner, you will see an endless group of buildings as far as the eye can see.
That was an empty city.
Exotic high-rise buildings that obviously do not match the current era are spread one after another throughout the city, but their style is quite distinctive.
"It doesn't feel like the territory of the Long-hand Clan, even if it is the ancient Long-hand Clan."
Lu Ping'an compared it and shook his head. Even if the long-hand tribe in ancient times was not much different from today, they probably would not live in a "honeycomb" nest.
What Lu Pingan saw were "honeycomb houses" with no stairs or passages. They were obviously the homes of creatures with the ability to fly, and judging from their urban planning capabilities, they should be quite developed.
"It seems that we have dug up some dirty information again."
If he had still guessed before, as he walked and looked at the deserted streets, the empty factory area, and the graffiti clearly written by cubs on the walls, Lu Pingping felt that he had really seen something that no one should know.
Many intelligent creatures are accustomed to using pictures to describe and record what they see and hear, and those "murals" often become the origin of modern writing. This can be regarded as one of the rare universal rules of evolution.
These are either decorative wall paintings or children's graffiti, which indirectly reveal the former owner of this place.
"Zerg"
Yes, creatures with compound eyes, wings, and six-legged jointed limbs are either soaring in the sky or shuttling among tall buildings.
Lu Ping'an saw various transportation facilities, sports venues and even large-scale child care centers densely populated with various eggs. These simple and straightforward paintings seemed to be an introduction to the city's style.
"safe trip"
At this time, the big cat spoke up, and Lu Pingan was stunned for a moment. Did she discover anything?
"There is no ocean in these murals."
Now, even Lu Pingping was a little unbearable.
He carefully investigated and found that there were no lakes, let alone oceans, as far as the eye could see. The backgrounds of most of the murals were the real ground and sky.
It seems that this is also a technological civilization, an insect civilization that prefers flying.
"It's a 'convention' that flying insects are afraid of water. In order to be able to fly, their limbs are often hollow and fragile. The wings that rely on high-frequency vibration to fly are mostly useless when exposed to water, and they are unlikely to have water."
ability to survive”
Lu Ping'an heard what this guy was vaguely hinting at.
But soon, the hint became unnecessary. Then, the insect heads inexplicably gave way to Lu Pingping, who felt a little familiar.
"Do you still have to think about it? Aren't these just those abyssal bugs, those alien invaders?"
At this time, Lu Ping'an was completely numb.
"Go and collect more information"
Lu Pingan did not move forward in confusion. At this time, he opened the courtyard and let professionals become his eyes and ears.
This city is very big, and relying on him alone for investigation is bound to be very inefficient.
While looking at the mural, he waited patiently. With Catherine and the others' intervention, he would get what he wanted. Or, it wouldn't be a good story worth remembering.
Someone found a diary that no one cared about in the room, but the child-like graffiti recorded innocent and terrifying past events.
Someone found "bound" corpses deep in the building. Those ashes-like beings had long since weathered, but the "graffiti" on the floor revealed their former identity.
After piecing together things here and there, Lu Pingan also recovered this lost history.
"The Abyssal Zerg, no, those Zerg ancestors before the Abyssalization, are the masters of this world."
This story is not difficult to piece together, because they did not hide it at all, and even regarded it as an honor, a ritual of "sacrifice" to civilization and ancestors.
These arthropod intelligent creatures are not alone in this world. They stay with the "gods" and receive guidance and guidance from the gods. In Lu Ping'an's view, this kind of intelligence can directly guide the progress of each individual and can guide the entire civilization.
The existence of scientific and technological development rules is not limited to the existence of gods.
In the murals, they were originally ordinary insects in the jungle, but were chosen by "gods" and embarked on a unique evolutionary path.
Judging from the results of development, they spread from small tribes and eventually spread to every corner of the earth. Even at this moment, Lu Ping'an still did not see the ocean.
During this process, they were always guided by the gods, who gave them the means to make a living, gave them the opportunity to blossom and evolve, and gave them minions and civilization.
"Is religion civilized?"
But then, Lu Ping'an shook his head and overturned this possibility.
When gods exist in the mortal world and are always bound to you, it naturally cannot be called a pious religion.
At the end of the mural, a half-painted pattern indicates the end of it all.
The "god", who had always been faceless but friendly, suddenly turned into a scowl.
Under His open hands, there were countless drops of water, and those washed away were countless ant-like mortals.