Dust swept out of the room, causing Fang Fan to cover his nose and cough for a while.
Fang Fan had a feeling that he could find what he wanted in this courtyard, but he was not in a hurry.
Waiting quietly outside the door, when the dust settled and Li Yang and Leng Feng opened the way, Fang Fan walked in.
An octagonal pavilion, a water pond, a hut, and several bamboo groves.
The layout inside made Fang Fan's eyes light up. He seemed to see a hermit living here, learning from the bamboos. In his spare time, a few friends came to sit under the pavilion and watch the fish in the water.
Unfortunately, these are all things of the past. The pavilion in the courtyard has been broken down, the pond has withered, and the bamboos have long since withered, creating a dilapidated scene.
However, what interests Fang Fan even more is why are there such people living in this mine?
A yard like this should appear on top of green mountains, not deep underground where the sun never shines.
"Village chief, there is still one living bamboo tree."
Li Yang, who passed by, exclaimed.
"Alive? Don't move, I'll take a look."
Fang Fan ignored his doubts and hurried over to check.
The dead bamboo that was originally in the corner of the yard has turned into fly ash, but in the middle of the dust, there is a purple mountain bamboo still standing upright, so noble and dazzling.
Purple Golden Bamboo is unfathomable in Fang Fan's perception, as if a powerful force is brewing and may burst out at any time.
Fang Fan couldn't help but touch it, but the moment he touched it.
Click.
There was a crisp sound, but Fang Fan's heart skipped a beat.
I saw that the roots of the purple-gold bamboo were broken, and everything below the roots turned into fly ash. The purple-gold bamboo leaves also quickly faded, turned pale, lost their vitality, and soon broke into pieces and drifted away in the wind.
In the end, there was only a shoulder-high purple golden bamboo left in Fang Fan's hand. It was still dazzling and contained powerful power, but in Fang Fan's perception, it seemed to have cut off its vitality and completely turned into a dead thing.
"well."
Fang Fan sighed lightly, feeling a little regretful.
"village head?"
"Dig and see what else you can dig up."
"yes."
"Li Yang, let's go to the house with me."
Fang Fan played with the Purple Golden Bamboo and greeted Li Yang. He found that the Purple Golden Bamboo seemed to have rounder roots than vines and was more comfortable to play with, which made him reluctant to put it down.
As you play around, the property panel appears in front of you.
"Purple Golden Bamboo (Emperor): An ordinary spiritual bamboo absorbs the essence of the entire bamboo forest and grows in the land of dragon veins. After thousands of years of growth, precipitation, and accumulation, it finally forms Purple Golden Bamboo."
This is the second time Fang Fan has seen an item with the suffix "Emperor". The first one was the True Form Diagram of the Golden Emperor, which brought earth-shaking changes to Fang Fan. It can even be said that without the True Form Diagram of the Golden Emperor, there would be nothing.
There is no Fang Fan now.
And this Purple Gold Bamboo is the second piece. Fang Fan doesn't know what changes it can bring.
Fang Fan could only vaguely feel that this purple golden bamboo contained an extremely pure and powerful energy, the level of which was so high that it frightened Fang Fan.
Unfortunately, Fang Fan seemed to have a whole treasure house, but he didn't have the key.
At this moment, Fang Fan thought a lot, and finally, he silently put the Purple Golden Bamboo into his wristband and did not take it out again.
He suddenly had the feeling that he had a treasure house, but he couldn't access it and could only stare blankly.
The blood pool is like this, and the purple golden bamboo is still like this.
At this moment, Fang Fan's heart was full of curiosity about the blood pool, the purple golden bamboo, the dragon veins, the island in the middle of the lake, and everything in this world.
"Li Yang, how was the institute's organization when you returned?"
Fang Fan suddenly asked.
"The research institute, I'm not sure about it, but I see a group of old men and women coming in and out of that room, it should be about the same, right?"
Li Yang thought for a while and continued.
Fang Fan heard this and nodded. The research institute was his decision after he went to the island in the middle of the lake and collected a large number of spiritual objects.
At that time, Fang Fan realized the role of these professors and scientists.
No matter what era, these will always be valuable talents. What is valuable is not the knowledge and technology in their heads.
Most of those are useless now. What is truly valuable is their countless years of research experience and the research thinking they have cultivated through countless studies.
These allow them to quickly adapt to all this, and quickly analyze everything Fang Fan finds and find their correct use.
"Then find a time to organize a small team to inspect the island."
After saying that, Fang Fan opened the door and walked into the room.
There were several rooms in the house, but nothing was left. Finally, Fang Fan came to the study.
After the dust inside settled, Fang Fan walked into the study. It seemed that there was no difference between the room and the previous one.
However, Fang Fan found a notebook on the desk.
The notebook is heavy on the hand. It doesn't seem to be made of paper, it seems to be made of metal, but it has the flexibility of paper.
"experimental report?"
Fang Fan opened it. There was no signature, and there were some scattered experimental records inside. The text was in block letters. If Fang Fan was correct, this level of official script seemed to belong to the Han Dynasty.
Because this is exactly the same as the picture in Fang Fan's study book, Fang Fan copied Tu's official script.
“The system is everywhere, all-encompassing, and omniscient.
Everything is controlled by the system, including vegetation, animals and birds, humans, and even destiny.
Under the system, one can expect immortality, but because of immortality, countless people pursue the system, look for traces of the system, and are crazy about it. Unfortunately, everything is just useless, just... idle pain.
Marked on the seventh day of my lost island holiday.”
"Village chief, do you understand?"
Li Yang looked on curiously, but after a while he couldn't stand it anymore.
Li Yang ignored him, he was just a little shocked and speechless.
The first page is full of explosive points, with a modern tone and ancient texts, recording systematic things.
If it were placed before the advent of the Three Kingdoms, Fang Fan would have thought it was nonsense and just a story made up by a certain online writer.
But after the system actually appeared, Fang Fan believed it.
However, the system described here does not match the current system.
To be honest, the current system's sense of existence is really not very strong, and the system recorded on it is omniscient, omnipotent, and controls everything. It is simply the rhythm of heaven, and it cannot match the current system.
Also, what happened to the person who wrote the report? A real person traveled back in time.
Or are there people in other worlds playing real Three Kingdoms online games, just like me now?
Fang Fan became more and more curious and couldn't help but turn to the next page.
"The life underground is so boring. By the way, have I offended that person? By coming here to find a reason for the system, pretending to respect me, and then send me here to mine?
This, this, this is too shady, a few days ago I really thought he valued me!!!"
Below is a bunch of ghost-like things, which seem to be venting and scribbling.
Fang Fan remained speechless and continued eating.
