Han Sen directly picked up the tools and walked out of the swimming pool. He didn't care about the work. He could just walk around the fortress and maybe make other discoveries. Now he was very curious about this place.
Linglong and Li Ker seemed to have noticed Han Sen's thoughts. After looking at each other, they both picked up their tools and walked out.
But before they could go out, they were stopped by the little crocodile god. The little crocodile god pointed at the garbage on the beach with his claws, obviously asking them to clear it first.
Han Sen took the tools out of the swimming pool. The crocodile god didn't follow him anyway, and he wasn't busy cleaning. He walked around the fortress first.
The fortress was severely damaged, and most of the instruments were broken. Even if they were not broken, Han Sen didn't know what the use of those instruments was.
The strange thing is that except for those demon crocodiles, not even a single corpse or bone of any other creature can be seen here.
"Judging from the damage to these instruments and buildings, it seems that this place has experienced an attack similar to a meteor shower, but why can't you see anything that fell?
Han Sen thought to himself as he walked. Soon Han Sen returned to the crystal jar containing the magic crocodile and entered the area to observe carefully.
The demon crocodile inside could not feel life. Under the broken jars, no body of the demon crocodile was found, and there were not even traces left after the liquid dried up.
"It's really strange. Could it be that the other crystal jars were originally empty?" Han Sen frowned slightly and had no choice but to continue walking forward.
Han Sen looked at the crystal jars one by one and found that they were all basically the same and found nothing unusual.
Suddenly, Han Sen stopped in front of a broken crystal jar. There seemed to be something underneath the shattered and collapsed crystal jar.
What was exposed from under the broken crystal was a palm that looked like a human man's. The bones were thick and strong, and the skin of the palm was dark and rough.
The key is that the palm is still in perfect condition and has no signs of decay. If it weren't for the lack of life on it, Han Sen would have thought it was the palm of a living person.
Han Sen felt a little excited. He moved over to remove the broken crystals, and the palm was gradually pulled out by Han Sen. However, Han Sen soon discovered that it turned out to be a broken arm at shoulder length, with no connection at the back.
Carrying the corpse.
The arm is very strong. Judging from its length, its owner is estimated to be about two meters tall. He is a dark man as tall as an iron tower.
There is also a tattoo pattern on the side of the arm, on the bicep, which looks like a clown, and all the clues are dark red.
The clown pattern is a jumping posture, like a leap with legs apart when running sideways. The body is sideways, but the clown's face is frontal. It wears a pair of horns on its head, its eyes are squinted, and its mouth is smiling.
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Han Sen didn't see anything funny in it. Instead, he felt that the clown tattoo was very weird. The smile made him very uncomfortable.
Putting the arm aside, Han Sen continued to clean up the broken crystals, hoping to dig out the owner of the arm and find out who he was.
These crystals were heavier than steel, but they were nothing to Han Sen. He quickly piled all the crystals aside.
The strange thing is that under the broken crystals of this crystal jar, the owner of the arm was not found. There was only one arm, and not even a trace of blood was seen.
Han Sen observed carefully with the Purple Butterfly Divine Eye Mirror. He didn't know whether it was really there or because it had been too long. Except for the arms, there were no residues of the same particles at all.
"Could it be that the arm was cut off somewhere else and then fell here for some unknown reason?" Han Sen looked at other places. The fortress was similar to a big city, and it was not easy to clean it up.
An easy thing.
Han Sen planned to look elsewhere first, but when he turned around to pick up the severed arm, he was shocked.
The broken arm that had been fine just now had rotted away until only the bones remained in the short ten minutes it took Han Sen to clean up the broken crystals.
The originally dark skin and strong muscles had turned into a pool of liquid that exuded a putrid smell.
Han Sen was used to seeing corpses and didn't feel anything strange, but he felt a little strange in his heart: "This broken arm has been fine here for so many years, how could it suddenly rot so quickly?"
Looking carefully at the rotten arm, Han Sen's eyes suddenly focused. On the arm with only bones left, Han Sen discovered something unusual.
The clown pattern originally tattooed on his skin has not disappeared. It is still imprinted on the bones of his arms, and he still looks like he is running with a weird smile.
Different from before, there was only such a clown pattern on the skin of the arm, but now there are other patterns, or some words, on the bones.
"The writings of the Crystal Clan!" Han Sen was surprised and delighted. He carefully looked at the densely packed writings that looked like miniature sculptures. If he didn't have the Purple Butterfly Divine Eye Mirror, he would probably need to use a high-power magnifying glass to see clearly what those writings were.
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He had learned the Crystal Clan writing from Zou Ye, and he knew all these words, but it was so weird that someone actually carved the writing on his arm bones.
Moreover, the arm bones were intact before, and there were muscles on the bones. How did they carve them?
Han Sen picked the bones out of the corpse water and cleaned away the dirt on them, revealing the original appearance of the bones. The bones were a little white and had lost their vitality, but it could be seen that the clown patterns and text seemed to be made of
It was engraved by some kind of machine and there are notches on it. It is not the imprint of some kind of power.
"What happened that a person actually used a machine to carve words on his arm bones? Or was it carving on his arm bones by someone else after his death?" Han Sen thought as he read the words on it.
"Test subject m67 has an abnormal mutation, the test results are unknown, and the core god-making plan numbered 7586 failed..." Han Sen read on and found that this was a test summary report.
Han Sen didn't know what m67 was referring to. Judging from the content, the Crystal Clan was planning to create a god. As a result, the test product developed an unknown mutation midway, causing the experiment to be terminated early.
Behind it were some data that Han Sen couldn't understand. Those data were the mutation data of m67. I don't know why it was engraved on the bones of this arm.
"Are these guys sick? Can't these information and data be stored directly on the crystal card? Why should they be engraved on the bones? Unless they have a reason to do so." Han Sen looked at the words on the arm bones and was stunned.
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When Han Sen was thinking about it, he heard the cry of the little crocodile god. He saw it crawling over wagging its tail and barking at Han Sen twice, seeming to urge Han Sen to work. Han Sen was very confused as he stood there in a daze.