In this case, the only way to determine whether the mechanism can be touched repeatedly is to use the previous method.

I was about to pull the rope in my hand to pull the thrown object back, but with a slight push on my hand, I found that it didn't move at all.

Looking forward to the rope, I couldn't help but show a wry smile.

Although the area of the rope is not too large, there are thousands of arrows shooting down from the sky, and many of them are still stuck to the rope.

Almost a complete rope was nailed to the ground, and not only that, but the ends of the projectile were also filled with arrows.

In such a situation, not to mention that I am still injured, even if I am not injured, it is impossible to drag it back in that thing.

With a slight sigh, I slowly lowered the rope to the ground and took out another rope from my bag, which was also tied to the ends of a heavy object.

Although the ground is now densely packed with arrows, it is not very heavy in terms of the overall weight of the arrows, and even if all this weight is added together, the weight spread out on a floor tile is not as heavy as what I threw before.

So judging from the current situation, this experiment is still very necessary.

Ready for the next throw, my eyes narrowed, this time the weight I was going to bind didn't need to be too heavy, as long as it was about the same weight as the last time with the arrows I was wearing on the ground.

I casually strapped a tool from my bag, and after a quick round, I ran out.

The weight of this thing this time was not too heavy, not much compared to the previous effort, just two rounds, and the contents of the hand were thrown out.

The thrown thing formed a parabola in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it landed on the arrow.

Underneath the arrow is a dark brick, and there is no movement when it hits the arrow.

I exhaled a little and hooked the rope slightly, and the whole rope immediately moved and fell backwards.

It landed on another whitish brick behind the brick, and there was still no movement.

After testing several bricks in quick succession using this method, I was completely relieved that the mechanism no longer had any tendency to touch.

Judging from the current situation, these institutions are indeed one-time institutions, so I can pass with peace of mind.

After the rope is retracted, the weight on it is removed and replaced with a relatively large hook.

The power of these arrows and crossbows is very large, and all the arrows are shot into the deep place of the floor tiles, which are very solid, and the density of these crossbow arrows is very high, and they are not afraid of hooking.

In this case, you don't need to be too precise, you just need to throw an approximate direction.

After all, each of the arrows set up all over the ground is relatively easy to catch.

There was hardly any suspense, and my hook easily hooked on one of the arrows.

As soon as the hook was grasped horizontally, it immediately fell down with the arrow and stuck to the ground, and was immediately stuck by the dense arrows on the ground.

I tugged on the rope a little harder, and after making sure that there was no problem with the rope, I nailed it to the ground with an iron skewer and tied the rope to the skewer.

With all this in mind, I immediately glanced back at the box behind me, and now there was a more troublesome question, how the last of my bronze cast boxes could be brought to the other side.

I frowned, and after thinking about it for a long time, I still didn't think of any countermeasures.

If it really doesn't work, the box can only be opened on this shore.

It's just that if there is really something extremely dangerous in this box, with my current situation, the risk can be said to be quite high.

It's just that no matter what, there is no other choice now.

After a slight pause, I unwound the rope that was attached to the entire box.

He took out another pair of gloves from the package, put them on, and slowly stroked the lid of the bronze box with both hands.

With a slight push of your hand, you can hear the clucking sound of the lid of the bronze box.

At this moment, I was almost extremely vigilant, and part of my mind was on the orb on my chest, for fear that I would see something terrible after opening the box and I couldn't avoid it.

The moment I opened the box, I immediately touched the orb.

It wasn't because I saw anything inside the box, but I was actually touched by the jewel the moment I opened the box and the contents were not in my field of vision.

After all, the moment something happens, it is far faster than a normal person can react.

However, the moment I opened the box, I couldn't help but show a wry smile on my face, it seemed that I was too vigilant.

On the inside of the box, a fist-sized bead can be clearly seen.

The whole bead is very gray, the whole is a dark color, but the gloss on the surface is still very high.

I stared at the bead tightly, and I didn't react at all, and my heart didn't fluctuate too much in the face of such a thing.

After all, what matters to me now is not the treasure, but the search for a solution to the Ten Thousand Corpse Cream.

Even though the treasures in the tomb of the Northern Qi Dynasty are priceless, but now my preparation is not sufficient, it is a hasty tomb, and my understanding of the whole tomb is in a very shallow state.

As soon as I find something that can solve the Ten Thousand Corpse Cream, I'll evacuate this place immediately.

For me now, I will not go to the grave unless I am fully prepared and have sufficient information.

He put the orb aside with gloves on, and then carefully examined the inside of the box.

The inside of the box was all bronze, and with a slight tap, a slight sound, and no interlayer was found.

It seems that there is only one bead in the whole box.

What is the origin of such a bead? There was almost no impression in my mind's eye.

I stared at the bead in front of me, hesitated for a moment, and then put it in my backpack.

I don't know where the bead came from, but it doesn't give me any bad feelings at the moment, and there's nothing weird about it.

Maybe it will come in handy later.

After checking the whole box twice, nothing else was found, and there was no trace of any mechanism in it, so the box was not put away again, only the beads.

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