Chapter 13: The Hidden Attic

The thickness of the crystal plate is 10 centimeters!

It looks a lot like the kind of material that sealed the greatsword in the Norwegian ruins.

It looks hard, but it's actually brittle!

It's just that I didn't expect to be poured another bottle of water in such a hot environment, and there were no cracks, and it seems that it is a good thing that can be sold at a high price.

But Xing Jie can't care about it so much.

It was too hot! Before the water was dry, Xing Jie hurriedly returned to the main hall. Then he turned and shot at the crystal.

A pistol bullet, this kind of crystal slate may be able to withstand it, but all Xing Jie brought this time were heavy weapons. Also, he really couldn't think of anything that could stop the continuous focus of machine gun bullets.

As for whether it will destroy cultural relics, who likes to worry about this kind of thing, Xing Jie said that these things have nothing to do with him, and his idea is how to save people. As for whether it will break some lonely books, unique existences, he doesn't care. The prehistoric ruins have been destroyed so much, what is the value of a crystal plate?

The Type 88 machine gun equipped with 5.8mm machine gun cartridges can be said to be an out-and-out heavy weapon, especially the 28mm steel core warhead, which brings strong destructive power.

Yang Ming: How did they pass here, Xing Jie couldn't figure it out. But he knew another thing, that is, although it was a very stable design like a slate illusion, and this transparent spar slab was more hidden under the refraction of light caused by thermal evaporation. However, after seeing the broken stone slabs in the canyon of Machu Picchu, you will understand that the slate illusion has the biggest drawback, that is, as long as it is damaged a little, the effect of the entire illusion will be greatly reduced!

If the whole root is broken, it will become incomplete like a fantasy in the canyon of Machu Picchu.

By that time, hehe, is this place still a thing?

The two hundred rounds of drums were used up in a short period of time, and then with a boom, a looming crystal slab that appeared to be ten meters high collapsed.

Just as Xing Jie speculated, when this spar slab collapsed, the entire illusion revealed its original appearance. But even this exposed part, although it is only a small patch, is as incongruous as a large piece of thick ink splashed on the original snow.

The original luster of the orchid revealed a large red light.

This kind of scene made Xing Jie gasp, who built this place? This kind of powerful illusion has far surpassed the fantasy canyon in Mexico, because what is hidden here is light! Xing Jie can't figure out that it's just some patterns carved on the spar slabs, how can it do this? At the beginning, he also told the five people that this was just a kind of use of poor vision, but now it seems that this is probably not the case at all.

What now?

Do you want to continue?

Xing Jie stepped out of the main hall gate again, but to his surprise, something happened. The already unbearable high temperature was no longer a little bit of a feeling at this time. Xing Jie's face changed wildly, and he hurriedly squatted down, stretched out his hand and touched the spar slab.

",. Can the illusion here make people even feel like they have illusions?" Xing Jie was shocked as he touched the cold spar slab.

Just now it was the kind of unbearable high temperature, but now there is not even a little residual temperature, this is simply impossible! This is not something that can be explained clearly by building a few blending slots to make people think that your black technology is very good! This is physics, not the legendary fantasy.

"Da Zeng, come here!" Xing Jie immediately got up and shouted.

The soldier with his hand burned immediately ran over, and then stood in front of Xing Jie in a straddle.

"Untie the gauze! Let me look at your wounds!" Xing Jie said loudly.

Without the slightest hesitation, the knife flashed, and the gauze wrapped around his hand was directly picked apart by the saber, revealing the blistering scald once again.

After Xing Jie looked at it for a while, he finally couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Is it possible for such a powerful illusion to allow patterns to directly affect the subconscious through human eyes?

No wonder, no wonder the bottle of water was poured up, it only made me see the production of water vapor, but it didn't have any cracks in itself!

Xing Jie was silent for a while, immediately took out the camera, and directly began to shoot at the spar slab, and after taking pictures of everything one by one, he directly took out the memory card and stuffed it into the ornament around his neck. Next, the Type 88 machine gun in his hand once again exerted its might, and smashed the entire crystal plate to pieces!

This kind of thing must not be allowed to exist.

This is not a blending tank, nor is it a combat creature, this kind of black technology, so that scientists all over the world are almost exhausted and have not made any progress.

As long as this pattern is rubbed, it is possible to exert the same power again!

Xing Jie didn't dare to take this risk, there were not only tigers here, there were at least nearly a thousand people outside! No one could guarantee that those people would sell this thing for money!

The original eight Zhang Xianfeng are the most obvious examples! And Xiao Teng, Ma Chaoyun, and Liu Tu, the three colonel-level masters in the 925 Middle School, were not stunned by the 100 million votes thrown out by Xing Jie? So, don't talk about people who have not betrayed, there is a saying on the Internet that there is no betrayal, and that is because the price you offered is not high enough!

All eight spar slabs were operated in this way, and then Xing Jie began to operate independently. One for archiving, one for retention. These are all done in front of the tiger, Xing Jie's original intention is to let the tiger understand the seriousness of this kind of thing. But I didn't expect that in the past two years, the tigers and these people have also learned shrewdly with Zhang Fang's kid, and they know that although they are also in the ruins, there are some things that they can not know if they don't know!

So, without even looking at it, he just lay on the ground with a cigarette roll in his mouth in the side hall and counted the ants!

But are there ants in this place?

Alas, if this method of evasion was really useful, Han Zhongxuan would not have killed seventy-six insiders in a row for the sake of secrecy, and even had murderous intentions towards Xing Jie at that time.

Xing Jie looked at his former brothers angrily and funny, this is also something that can't be helped, some things are not something they can know at all, if Xing Jie's heart is a little more ruthless, they won't say anything if they kill all the tigers!

When the fourth crystal plate fell, the entire courtyard was already exposed to what had been hidden all along.

An attic!

An attic glowing red.

It is better to say that it is an attic, but it is a building that is independent of this palace.

The 50-meter-high stone attic should have been carved out separately from the beginning. Except for a staircase, the entire attic has not even a decent window, except for a few holes carved out that should be breathable.

What's stored here?

The whole attic stands here in such a strange way, and the architectural style does not match at all. It's like a piece of garbage designed by a botched designer.

But this attic is probably the most important building here.

Otherwise, wouldn't you be blind to those eight spar slabs?