Hearing this, Ding Ze subconsciously looked towards the tunnel again, while silently pondering for a while.
According to the original work, this tunnel must be regarded as a watershed.
The plot before entering the tunnel is relatively normal, not thrilling at all, it can be said to be relatively dull.
After entering the tunnel... the thrills began one after another, each wave getting stronger than the last.
In the original work, Hu Bayi and the others only built a bamboo raft and passed through the tunnel in a thrilling way...
Now, there is an extra bamboo raft...
How much impact will it have on the plot of the tunnel?
Is it a good thing or a bad thing?
Ding Ze thought hard for a while, but still couldn't come up with a definite answer. He could only sigh silently and said to himself, 'It seems that we can only take one step at a time.'
At this time, Shirley Yang spoke up, "In this case, let's hurry up. The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and it will definitely rain soon. Let's try to get in before it rains."
After hearing this, the four of them quickly returned to the bamboo forest.
Although Ding Ze doesn't know how to tie bamboo rafts, he still has no problem with such a trivial matter as cutting bamboo.
About ten minutes later.
After twelve thigh-thick moso bamboos were chopped, Hu Bayi and Fatty took out the ropes from their backpacks and quickly tied up two bamboo rafts that were not too big.
Immediately, the four people formed a group of two and dragged the bamboo raft towards the tunnel entrance.
As soon as we entered the tunnel, there were bursts of thunder outside, followed by showers.
The four of them continued forward, walked about ten steps in, and reached the underground river.
They had come down not long ago and looked around the situation in the cave. They knew that it was a limestone cave. They also used the light of the wolf-eye flashlight to roughly see the terrain ahead and the strange lava. Naturally, there was no need to say more at this time.
What to look at.
"Old Ding, do you want to sit in the back or in the front?" Hu Bayi asked.
Ding Ze thought about it, "I'll sit in the back with the fat man, and you and Miss Yang will sit in the front."
When the fat man heard this, he immediately laughed mischievously, "Yes, Lao Ding and I will stay quietly in the back. You and Miss Yang will just pretend that we don't exist. We will talk heart-to-heart when we need to, and we will exchange feelings when we need to. Don't worry, we will definitely
Won’t eavesdrop.”
Hu Bayi: "..."
Shirley Yang: “╮(╯▽╰)╭!!”
Fatty: "Haha, Old Ding, is that what you mean?"
Ding Ze: "...I didn't say anything."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense," Hu Ba glanced at Shirley Yang, who looked a little ugly, and said, then slowly lowered the bamboo raft.
Bamboo rafts are launched into the water.
Because there is a height difference of about one meter between this underground river and the ground where they are at the moment, it is not parallel.
Hu Bayi stood at the front. Once all the bamboo rafts were in the water, he made a decisive move and jumped down gently. Then he walked quickly to the front of the bamboo raft and inserted the bamboo pole in his hand into the water to prevent the bamboo raft from floating away.
Shirley Yang was the second to jump down, and she and Hu Bayi cooperated to maintain balance.
"Fat man, you get off first and take your time. With your weight, don't let the bamboo raft dry up and sink all at once." Seeing that Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang had basically maintained the balance of the bamboo raft, Ding Ze said to the fat man.
Fatty: "...Old Ding, are you exaggerating? Although I am fat, I am not that fat."
Ding Ze smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense and get down quickly."
Facts prove.
Throughout the ages, tomb robbers have almost always been thin, which makes sense.
No, when the fat man jumped down, the bamboo raft not only swayed, but also sank significantly.
Fatty: "￣□￣｜｜!!! Old Ding, don't talk, I want to be quiet!"
Ha ha.
Damn fat man, so funny.
The fat man said so, and it would really be inappropriate for him to joke again... So Ding Ze just smiled and shook his head, and then handed over the large and small bags of equipment one after another.
After handing over the equipment, Ding Ze jumped lightly and landed on the bamboo raft.
The four of them spent some time adjusting their positions to completely balance the bamboo rafts.
Done.
Seeing this, the fat man immediately beamed with joy, and shouted to Hu Bayi at the front of the bamboo raft, "Old Hu, what are you still dawdling about? Pull out the bamboo pole, let's set off quickly, and hurry up to touch the light. I can't wait."
Already."
This underground cave is very strange.
Although there was still thunder outside, it turned out that it was as if some kind of high-end soundproofing equipment had been installed here. It was almost impossible to hear anything, as if it was a world of its own... a bit like a box in a club.
Because of this characteristic, the fat man's shouts were particularly loud...if the sound were any louder, it would probably be like a loudspeaker shouting.
Ding Ze, who was sitting at the back, couldn't help but think as he was doing nothing, and smiled, finding it very interesting.
"Why are you so anxious? Can the bright weapon still have long legs and run around?" Hu Bayi was installing a strong searchlight in front of the bamboo raft. When he heard the fat man's shouting, he didn't look back and just shouted.
"It's impossible to have long legs, but I know there are so many bright weapons waiting for me, which makes me feel itchy. Anyway, hurry up."
At this time, because she was sitting next to the fat man, Shirley Yang, who was most affected by the fat man's loud voice, seemed to be unable to bear the fuss between the fat man and Hu Bayi, so she spoke.
"Can you please stop arguing? I've made your head hurt because of the noise... Let's get down to business. American military operations all have an operation code name. Why don't we also come up with an operation code name for this operation?"
The fat man heard: "Ms. Yang, what do you mean by this is serious business... But this suggestion is a good one. It is called Operation Touching the Mingwei. It is simple, direct, and easy to understand."
Hu Bayi: "????Understand you big-headed ghost, Fatty, you are just vulgar, can't you read more books?"
Hu Ba was full of insults as soon as he opened his mouth.
The fat man was stunned and said: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hu Bayi ignored it and continued directly, "We have to think of someone who is educated and can highlight our identity."
"Then it's called the gold-touching operation!" Fatty came to his senses and spoke again, "This is cultured enough. Look, the three of us all have gold-touching talismans, and we are all gold-touching captains..."
As he was talking, the fat man suddenly paused and asked Ding Ze, "Speaking of which, Old Ding, I have been wanting to ask you before, are you considered a gold-touching captain? It seems to me that you don't wear a gold-touching charm."
Hearing this, Ding Ze held a cigarette in his mouth and grinned, "As for me, you can say it or not, it doesn't matter."
"Then forget it, that is, the four gold-touching captains will go to dedicate Wang Lao'er's tomb and touch Mingqi!" The fat man said, "Old Hu, what do you think? My name needs to be cultured.
, be stylish and classy, I wonder if you have anything else to say."
Hu Bayi: "...it's so stylish. Didn't you just replace the bright weapon with gold lettering? No, it's still too vulgar."
"In my opinion, since we are fighting in the name of catching butterflies this time, let's call it Operation Butterfly!"
After that, it’s the same as the original plot.
Hu Bayi made the decision directly without giving Fatty and Shirley Yang a chance to refute.
"That's it, then I announce that Operation Butterfly will begin now!"
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"Operation Butterfly? Why does it sound so girly?"
"Haha, upstairs, you don't understand this! Let me tell you, the reason why Hu Bayi came up with such a name was purely to please Shirley Yang. Look at Shirley Yang's reaction."
"Hiss! Hu Bayi is so secretive!"
"I learned it... I didn't expect that I could learn how to pick up girls by watching a live broadcast of tomb robbing. It's not bad!"
"Um, upstairs, so what if you learned something? You don't really think you have a chance to meet some Bai Fumei, do you?"
"...Hey, what are you talking about? Why can't I run into you?"
"Well, buddy, ideals are very full, reality is very skinny, do you really want me to speak so straightforwardly?"
"(#￣～￣#) Get out! I met a blind person, can't I?"
“…..”
The sand sculpture audience was very happy.
Ding Ze happened to bring up the panel and entered the live broadcast room. He smiled silently when he saw this conversation.
Immediately, his eyes moved and his eyes fell on the popularity value.
Time reached this moment, he entered the game world of [Yunnan Worm Valley], and he was fully prepared. Today is already the sixth day.
time flies.
But that's not the point.
The point is, by this time the live broadcast has already accumulated 90 million views.
This number is very interesting.
Because, at this moment, the number of people online in the live broadcast room totaled more than 10 million... When we were on that shabby minibus at noon yesterday, there were only about 800,000 people online.
This means that there are more than nine million sand sculpture viewers, who have poured in one after another in the past twenty-four hours.
So, with more than 10 million viewers watching the live broadcast, how did it accumulate 90 million popularity points?
The reason is very simple, because the beginning of this game world is relatively boring... Many sand sculpture viewers came in one after another. After watching for a while, they found that it would take a long time to get to the point, which is tomb robbing, so they left one after another.
Go out, enter other live broadcast rooms, and support other anchors.
In short.
With a popularity value of 90 million, it’s time to use it now.
After all, the thrilling part of this game world is coming soon.
[Invulnerable to all poisons (level 6)] To upgrade to level 7...50 million popularity points...and then to level 8, you need 100 million popularity points!
Damn it, I can’t afford to be promoted!
You can only upgrade to level seven first.
The upgrade was successful, with 40 million popularity points left.
[Golden Bell Cover Iron Shirt (Level 3)] Upgrade to level 4, and then to level 5.
Done, there are only 5 million popularity points left.
Let's do this first.
Ding Ze put away the panel and moved his eyes to look forward.
The wooden rafts followed the flow of the river and slowly moved deeper. The further they went, the clearer the coolness in the tunnel became.
Waves of cool air blew by, and it felt like it was forcefully drilling into my body.
Time passes little by little.
In the darkness, not far away, the flickering phosphorus fire flickered, looking ghostly and infiltrating, with an indescribable and terrifying smell.
The fat man was afraid of these evil things, so even though he knew that phosphorus fire was just a phenomenon caused by body decay, he was still a little nervous subconsciously.
Out of nervousness, the fat man said, "With so much phosphorus fire, how many people must have died here."
Shirley Yang was relatively close to the fat man and could hear the fat man's nervousness, so she explained, "Animals also produce phosphorus fire when they rot, so they shouldn't be humans."
"Then how many animals must have died...why did the animals come here? How did they die?" the fat man asked again.
Ding Ze heard it.
He was sure that the fat man didn't have any deeper meaning when he asked this question.
"Fat man, you raised a very good question," Ding Ze suddenly spoke up, turning on the flashlight and shining it toward the phosphorus fire. "The survival instinct of animals is higher than that of us humans. The temperature in this tunnel is
If it’s too low, most animals won’t get in here.”
The darkness was too dense and the flashlight couldn't illuminate anything.
But this did not prevent Ding Ze from continuing, after all, he knew the plot.
Ding Ze continued, "Unless they are some cold-blooded animals... But even so, it's strange that there are so many of them."
As he spoke, Ding Ze moved the flashlight and pretended to shine on both sides.
"This tunnel does not look like it was built artificially. It may have been formed naturally... It was most likely formed earlier than King Xian built the mausoleum in the Worm Valley..."
In fact, the clues are very clear and all it takes is a little analysis.
"Then do you think the materials used to build the mausoleum for the king would have passed through here?"
"If you pass by, will King Xian get some moths in here?"
The more he spoke, the more horrifying words floated into the air.
Ding!
The fat man, who was already a little nervous just now, naturally became even more nervous immediately. He glanced at the group of phosphorus fires again, and then refused to accept the possibility that there was something weird here and said.
"Old Ding, don't be crow-like! According to the human skin map, there is still a long way from here to Xian Wang's mausoleum!"
"How could he do anything wrong here?"
Hearing this, Ding Ze smiled and shook his head.
"I just raised a possibility because I felt that if I were King Xian, I would place the mausoleum in a place like Worm Valley...use Zhelong Mountain as a natural barrier to ensure that the mausoleum will not be stolen."
"Then I will definitely take some measures to this waterway. Otherwise, wouldn't the barrier function that Zhelong Mountain should play be a joke?"
What he said is reasonable and well-founded.
The fat man was shocked: "..."
I was speechless for a moment.
In fact, at this moment, Shirley Yang and Hu Bayi were both shocked.
The two people immediately turned their necks in tacit understanding and looked around nervously.
I don't see anything weird yet.
Who knows, at this moment.
The speed of the river water suddenly and silently improved significantly!
In an instant, the bamboo raft the four of them were on seemed to be rushing forward.
The fat man was frightened, "Damn it! Old Ding, you crow's mouth, you must have been right, why did the speed suddenly speed up!"
As soon as the words came out, before Ding Ze could say anything, Hu Bayi's voice sounded first, "Damn fat man, now is not the time to talk about this, hurry up and maintain the balance!"
Hu Bayi was at the front of the bamboo raft, with a search light shining on him, so he could see the situation ahead immediately.
"Not good!" Hu Bayi saw it and shouted again, "The road ahead is more twists and turns, and there are sharp turns!"
It's too late to say it, but it's soon.
The speed of the river water flow has further improved.
The bamboo raft couldn't stop shaking, and it looked like it might tip over at any time...