Gordon was the last to step off the airship and looked around.
The field of vision was shrouded in a strange dust haze, making it difficult for even sunlight to penetrate. Only the reddish-brown gravel beneath their feet indicated that they were still in the Ghost Gobi.
Blood Crow led everyone into the thick dust haze, and the ruins of a magnificent ancient city were looming.
Broken walls collapsed and remnant walls crumbled. The city walls were eroded by wind and sand and became devastated. Most of the watchtowers collapsed, rubble piled up like mountains, and rows of ancient totem poles were tilted this way and that.
This is the relic of an ancient civilization of alien humans! Gordon was surprised. No wonder the Blood Prison developed rapidly. It turned out that they found a relic of an ancient civilization in the Ghost Gobi!
The earliest human beings lived in the Aquarius Territory. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the alchemist Bozi first discovered the gullies outside the Aquarius Territory, which set off the mighty era of extraterritorial colonization. Human beings organized expeditions to pass through the gullies and explore each and every one of them.
Brand new domain.
Today's most popular profession, hunter, evolved from the expedition members of that era.
Most of the new territories are in the barbaric era, and a few humanoid creatures exist and have developed their own civilizations. They are called aliens.
After a long period of conquest, annexation, and fusion, aliens and humans reproduced today's humans, and thirty-six new territories became human colonial territories. Only a few ferocious territories with harsh environments were abandoned by humans.
The civilization of the aliens gradually disappeared, but occasionally the remains of their civilization can be excavated. The ruins not only contain rare treasures, but also the unique martial arts, architecture, art and other documents of the aliens.
Every relic of alien civilization is a priceless treasure. Some hunters specialize in searching for relics of ancient civilizations and are called "treasure hunters."
"This place used to be a tribe of Sand Cave people, which is older than us humans. It was founded about nine million years ago." Blood Crow introduced, leading everyone into a square with a huge decayed statue.
The children looked around curiously, and Saffron was very excited: "One day, people will also build a statue of me and pay homage to me forever!"
Artest asked in confusion: "Is it as broken as this one?"
Freckles snorted: "The dog will poop on your statue forever."
Tracy whispered: "You can pay a stonemason to carve it."
Saffron looked at the three people with an expression of hatred, and then cast an expectant look at Gordon.
Unexpectedly, the red-haired boy's conspiracy was to become a god! Gordon stared at Crocus and said for a long time: "I admire you!"
Blood Crow took out two rubies and stuffed them into the empty eye sockets of the colossus. "Boom!" A dark underground entrance appeared in the center of the square, with long stairs winding down, leading to the depths of the desert.
"Below is a sand cave with tens of thousands of square kilometers. It is also a holy place for the people in the sand cave to worship gods. You will receive three years of special training here." Blood Crow stepped onto the stairs and pulled a pulley mechanism, and the entrance was sealed above his head.
The children's vision went dark, and they could only hold on to the sand walls on both sides and settle down.
The voice of the Blood Crow came from the darkness: "The sand cave people used glueworms unique to the Ghost Gobi to glue the gravel, and then poured in iron onion juice to build the sand cave. Although it is built underground, it is extremely strong."
Gordon poked the sand wall with his finger, and it was indeed as hard as a rock.
After walking a total of 9,999 steps, they reached the level ground. In front of them was a wide straight road, shining with a clear blue light, which was emitted by a kind of fluorescent bacteria.
Gordon noticed that the surroundings were densely covered with man-made pores. Once an outside enemy broke in, poisonous smoke could be emitted from the pores. There were also pores on the ground, which meant that they were not at the lowest level of the sand cave, and there were cave passages below.
Walking forward, the light becomes brighter, and various luminous mushrooms poke out of the sand wall, and the colorful lights complement each other. The ground is covered with emerald green moss, like a sparkling blue river flowing to infinite depths.
"There must be some magical mushrooms hidden here. After eating them, they will immediately increase their power for hundreds of years. Oh, the routine of the epic protagonist has begun!" Saffron excitedly grabbed a handful of purple-red mushrooms and put them in her mouth.
Stuffed randomly.
Artest and the other three were stunned.
Crazy road to becoming a god! Gordon shook his head and took a few deep breaths of the air here. Everywhere was filled with the fragrance of fungi, and there was no turbid smell unique to the underground at all. The temperature was not stuffy either, and the glowing mushrooms absorbed most of the heat.
More passages appeared in front of everyone, with large and small caves scattered among them. Sometimes, members of the Blood Prison Society wrapped in cloaks could be seen coming in and out like ghosts.
All the cave chambers surround a domed hall.
Walking into the hall, everyone felt like they were walking into a vast wilderness.
Eight huge white bone pillars held up the octagonal corners of the hall, exuding a vast aura that suddenly grabbed hold of Gordon. He stepped back involuntarily, his heart palpitating.
None of the other children felt strange, and Ge Ying glanced at Gordon suspiciously. Could it be that this kid was very timid, and that he was just pretending to risk his life during the fight to bluff others? Otherwise, why would he be afraid of the bones of wild beasts?
"Welcome, my dear children." An old man with silver hair and a silver beard, a kind-faced face, wearing a snow-white robe, stood in the center of the hall with a smile, and opened his arms to embrace everyone.
Saffron whispered: "This old man must be the villain. Right, little stool?"
Gordon felt the same way. The old man was definitely a hypocrite who ate people without spitting out their bones. Because the Blood Hell Society was just like his own family, there could not be any good people, and if there were any, they would all have died long ago.
The old man's voice was as warm as spring: "Welcome to join the big family of the Blood Prison Society. You can call me Grandpa Silver Fox. Haha, my little poor people must be tired and hungry. Come sit down and have a meal."
The silver fox stepped aside, and there was a long and wide oak table behind it, covered with a tablecloth as white as snow. Golden and red barbecues were piled on large shiny silver plates, and orange-yellow honey water was piled on top.
Transparent crystal bottles are filled one after another, and the hanging baskets are filled with red, yellow, and green fresh fruits??????
The tempting aroma of the delicious food on the table captured everyone instantly. They gathered around the table and ate and drank.
"Why are there so few piglets in this batch?" Silver Fox asked Blood Crow while looking at the young people.
Blood Crow had a gloomy face and handed the survivors' information to Silver Fox: "They were unlucky and encountered a sandstorm. But the talents of those who survived were better than in previous years. Some of them are particularly outstanding and are worth spending a lot of money to train."
After reading the information, Silver Fox said with a smile: "Brother, the bosses don't care about sandstorms. What they want is more new blood."
A fierce light flashed in Xue Crow's eyes: "Don't put your head on me, there are people above me!"
Silver Fox calmly said: "Quiet the fire, brother. This is not your business alone, it is related to the interests of the entire base. You don't want to be deducted blood points from the superiors, right?"
Blood Crow's face was stiff and he said nothing. In the past two years, his force has been squeezed so much that he, a majestic Red Iron-level assassin, has to do the thankless and tiring job of escorting piglets.
Silver Fox observed everyone carefully for a while, then walked to the dining table, talked to each young man cordially, comforted them, promised them a future, and cleverly deceived everyone.
"The backgrounds of Grid Eagle, Tracey, and Saffron require in-depth investigation." Silver Fox walked back and said to Blood Crow, hesitated for a moment and then added, "Also, the one named Gordon also needs to be re-examined."
"What's wrong with Gordon?"
"This is my intuition. You know, given their age, their words will inevitably be a little inconsistent. But Gordon is different. There are no loopholes in his words, and the logic is too perfect."
Blood Crow laughed sarcastically: "It's doubtful even if there are no loopholes? Just because of your inexplicable intuition?"
"The biggest problem is that there is no problem." Silver Fox stared at Blood Crow for a long time. The corners of the latter's eyes twitched slightly, and he suppressed his anger: "I will find out within three months." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Idiot, you deserve to be unable to turn over! The silver fox sneered silently and turned his eyes to Gordon. The young man raised his glass and held his fork, his posture was calm, showing his aristocratic upbringing.
Silver Fox twisted his beard and pondered, if Gordon was a hostile force that sneaked in, he must have acted like an idiot. How could he be so conspicuous?
Things like intuition are inherently elusive and prone to error. But it doesn't matter, let Blood Crow take the trouble to check it out. Hehe, he will have less time to practice.