Chapter 1348 Base, Collection
The lake is not deep, only about 10 meters.
There is a small cave at the bottom of the lake, and the tentacle monster is in it.
In Zhuang Wuming's eyes, the other party was sleeping soundly in the cave, unaware of the approaching crisis.
Within a few seconds, Zhuang Wuming had already arrived in front of it.
The spear flashed, as if it appeared from another time and space, and pierced the monster's head with one blow.
Under the coordination of Zhuang Wuming's conceptual awareness, all the abilities of this body were used perfectly without any flaws.
Conceptual consciousness is different from all souls and wills. It itself has the ability to calculate beyond understanding.
Even if it is just a projection of conceptual consciousness, Zhuang Wuming's power level has been reduced to the current level.
But his combat power is still far beyond that of his peers, and his understanding and use of power are not comparable to those of lower life forms.
After killing the monster with one blow, Zhuang Wuming strung it on his spear and turned around to leave the cave.
Suddenly he stopped and saw something strange in his eyes.
This cave is only a few 10 square meters in size, but it is in a corner at the top of the cave.
He saw a trace of silvery substance, which seemed to be some kind of metal, not made of rock.
Zhuang Wuming's heart moved, and a strange expression flashed across his face.
"Could it be that?"
Thinking of this, Zhuang Wuming immediately started to take action.
A silver stream of water spread out from his body.
The silver water flow was like water jets, rushing towards the surrounding walls.
Countless rocks fell crazily, and then exposed the metal structure.
There was a glint in Zhuang Wuming's eyes, "Is this really lucky, some kind of relic of the Silver Age?"
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. After a few minutes, all the rocks in the cave were cleared away.
Some silver walls were exposed, but these silver walls were in tatters.
The entrance where Zhuang Wuming came in was where the wall was broken.
Originally, this cave was supposed to be a building made of silver walls.
However, due to the passage of time, the dusty rocks adhered to it, so its original appearance has long been lost.
Zhuang Wuming checked it carefully and looked at his feet.
The cave he was in seemed to be the superstructure of some kind of building.
Then there should be other structures of this building under the ground of this cave.
Thinking of this, a hint of curiosity flashed in Zhuang Wuming's heart, and he began to clean up.
Countless rocks were cut and thrown into the distant lake bottom.
Gradually, a silver-colored ground appeared under the cave.
A closed silver door appeared in a corner of the ground.
Zhuang Wuming stood in front of the silver door on the ground, with a trace of thought in his eyes.
"The door? I don't know if it can be opened."
The door on the ground has two door leaves, and there is a pull ring on each door leaf. It seems that it can be opened with just force.
Zhuang Wuming thought for a while, then two illusory arms extended from his body and grabbed the two pull tabs.
The palm transformed by the power in his body touched the pull ring.
A cold voice sounded slowly.
"Intruder detected."
"Start the identity judgment."
"Descendant of Silver Light, Genetic Ability Silver Hand."
"Automatically detect the current status and connect to the main system."
"Failed to connect to the main system, it is determined that an unpredictable disaster has occurred."
"The descendants of Silver Light will automatically be promoted to the highest authority in this base."
"Permission to open the door"
Click click click.
There was a sound of metal friction, and the door was slowly opened, revealing a silver staircase leading downwards.
Zhuang Wuming's eyes showed a hint of surprise and he walked down a few steps.
As he walked up the stairs, silver light lit up all around.
He saw a huge space of about thousands of square meters.
In this huge space, there are densely packed cultivation cabin-like things neatly arranged.
Zhuang Wuming looked at these training cabins and recalled the cold voice he just remembered.
"What are these?"
Zhuang Wuming asked tentatively, wanting to see if the base's intelligent system would answer him.
The cold voice received his question and responded quickly.
"This is an evacuation base, and there are silver citizens in the training cabin."
"The entry time is April 1, 3783 Heng 4397564597 of the Silver Calendar."
"It is impossible to calculate the time since now, and all the silver citizens in the training cabin have died."
Zhuang Wuming was surprised when he listened to the information provided by this intelligence.
Just by hearing the time of this Silver Calendar, you can know how profound the civilization of this Silver Age was.
The accumulation of time has the most terrifying consequences.
Zhuang Wuming walked towards the nearest training cabin and looked inside the training cabin.
Inside lay a man covered in silver patterns.
But this man was already skin and bones, with only a layer of skin and bones left on his body.
Obviously, all the vitality has been consumed over the long years.
Seeing this scene, Zhuang Wuming's brows jumped slightly, "From sleep to death."
"It looked like it had been drained of every last drop of life."
"It's really tragic," he looked at the entire space.
There are at least thousands of training chambers, which means that thousands of Silver citizens died here.
Seeing these corpses, Zhuang Wuming had an idea in his mind.
"There is a hint of tissue in my heart that seems to be that of a great creature from the Golden Age."
"Do these silver citizens also have this kind of body tissue?"
"If there are, what will be the result if you collect them all?"
This thought arose in Zhuang Wuming's mind, and he immediately got out of control.
He looked towards the training cabin in front of him and said, "Open this training cabin."
The cold mechanical intelligence sounded, "Yes."
The training cabin slowly opened, revealing the figure inside.
A slight blast of air swept away, and the corpses in the culture chamber instantly turned into ashes.
Obviously after countless years, this body no longer has any stable structure.
Zhuang Wuming's eyes condensed, and a faint force shrouded the ashes.
The dust seemed to be controlled, slowly flying up, and particles separated.
Zhuang Wuming began to search for possible golden biological tissue in these ashes.
After a while, Zhuang Wuming's eyes showed a glimmer of light.
A very tiny trace of biological tissue appeared in front of him.
This biological tissue is about the thickness of a hair and less than one centimeter long.
Exquisite appearance, it exudes a faint golden light.
Although the color is very dim, there is still a hint of vitality hidden in its depths.
Zhuang Wuming's conceptual consciousness was keenly aware of this fluctuation.
This chapter has been completed!