"Dad, you said that the blood-colored mist just now was Sen's blood, didn't you?" Lingxin asked in surprise.

"Yes, I'm sure!" Professor Xia said. Judging from his sonorous tone, it was not difficult to tell that he seemed to know some secrets.

"The platform is not an ordinary stone, it is more like a kind of magnet. According to previous records, this magnet has a magical adsorption ability and unpredictable mysteries, but it has never been confirmed, and today I am an eye-opener. Professor Xia continued.

"And when was it first recorded?" Listening to the heart is full of curiosity, and he is not willing to give up until he finds out the truth of the facts.

"I don't know, the information is very sketchy and unclear." Professor Xia shook his head.

Hearing them answer each other on this question, I couldn't help but shake my head and recall the scene just now.

The mist that lingered on me was indeed bright red, and it smelled of blood, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was my blood.

The scene just now still has the meaning of playing an online game, as for why I was able to recover blood, this magical but weird thing, it is difficult to explain why.

However, one thing can be inferred, there are far more "interesting" things in this dungeon than that.

From a scientific point of view, each of the weirdness that exists here transcends the definition of reality and has a mythological overtone.

"Don't worry about it, we have to find a way to get out is the key now - there are so many mechanisms here, we don't have so many lives to experience them all." I reminded them both.

"That's right, it's going to trap us alive here." Lingxin nodded in agreement.

However, Ling Xin looked at Professor Xia, as if he was blind.

Maybe she doesn't blame her, this underground world is already full of dangers, the roads are complicated, and if you want to find the exit correctly, it is generally difficult to do it without a location map.

"Uncle Xia, since there are so many mechanisms here, we might as well focus on the analysis, maybe we can find a breakthrough from it." I told him what I was really thinking.

However, this kind of thing is not clothing, it is not food, and we can't reach out for our clothes, and we can't feed it to our mouths like that, and we have to try to find it out while ensuring safety.

In the early years, I looked through a book called "Strange Records" in my father's study, and found one volume that was particularly interesting.

In that volume, there are probably excerpts from thousands of mechanism deployments and methods of cracking. It is a family record with a ghost surname, and the text on it is written in ancient Chinese, because my father asked me to learn that kind of writing when I was a child, so I can understand it.

As for the kind of writing that belongs to what we know now, I don't understand, but I vaguely remember that it was just a tribal script, and it was later moved into a book.

I think that if anyone who knows the language well can read it, it may be difficult to say even a trick and a half.

The organs described above are quite different from what we know, but they are similar to those we have just experienced.

The first chapter of the book is a record of a class of living creatures. Maybe many people will be puzzled, but the mechanism can also be explained by living creatures?

Of course, I also began to wonder what a "living thing" is. After reading the introduction of the chapter, I realized that the so-called living mechanism is nothing more than an animal or insect based on the energy efficiency generated by their movement to achieve the purpose of driving the mechanism.

A few years ago, an explorer found a watch at the ruins of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, although its surface had been rusted, but the hands were still running.

The explorer then opened the back cover of the watch and found an ant inside.

There are dozens of transmission gears in the watch, and its power is driven by the movement of ants.

The inside of the watch is so delicately constructed that when the lid is closed, the ant can only move according to the track prepared for it, indirectly driving the gear set under its feet to make the watch move.

Even if it doesn't explain the ant's food source and why it can move for so long, the gear set is a masterpiece.

This made the explorer feel like a treasure, thinking that this was the most talked about topic so far, and that he would be able to become famous in one fell swoop.

When the explorer brought the watch back to the city, he announced it to the crowd and finally opened it under the curious gaze of the crowd.

Unfortunately, the ants inside disappeared, and I don't know if it was the ants that escaped, or if it was some other reason. But to make matters worse, even the gear set in the watch is gone, and it's all rust. "I closed the lid after confirming that it was inside!" No matter how the explorer explains it and how miraculous the plot is depicted, everyone says he is crazy.

Countless scoldings awaited him, and most of them believed it at first, after all, he was quite popular at the time; What's more, he said: My eyes are polished, you just show me this, wasting other people's time is tantamount to murder! Bastard!

In the end, the explorers could not withstand the pressure of public opinion and went crazy. Sometimes you can see a dirty beggar on the side of the street, maybe it's him.

The reason why I remember this story is because I believe it to be true and believe it.

The weirdness in the story can clearly explain what a "living organize" is, and perhaps it can be considered vivid.

While Professor Xia was pondering, I considered whether to tell him this, but considering that he was an archaeologist, I did so with a bit of an axe.

"Sen, let's go over there and have a look." Professor Xia pointed to the narrow stone staircase in front of him.

"Don't worry, look." Lingxin seems to have discovered something, and she always gives people the feeling of being surprised, making it difficult to figure out how good or bad things are.

When I looked in the direction of her finger, it was the platform we had just escaped.

Perhaps because I cracked the mechanism, the mysterious man in black reappeared. He hung above the platform, and two leopards beside him sniffed the ground.

"Oh no, the mysterious man sensed that his mechanism had been cracked, so he went back to seek clues." I said to both of them.

"Can't he, he can still sense each other with the platform?" Lingxin looked at me with a frown.

"Hmm." I don't think about it.

"Sen's opinion, I agree, you look at his current hanging shape, try to ask in reality that any of us can do it? - The feeling here is to transform the impossible into the possible, and the possible into the impossible as much as possible. Professor Xia talked about his opinion.

As for his last sentence, which is full of profound philosophical words, I said that it seems to be so, but here is ancient, and it is very possible how much it exists and how unknown.

"Okay." Lingxin smiled at this.

When I looked at the man in black again, he raised his sleeves and motioned for the two leopards to leave temporarily.

Then, I felt him look at me, his chilling pupils hidden in his hood.

I don't know if it's the explosion of the sixth sense, he seems to be playing a hunting game with us, we are the lambs in his eyes, and if we are not careful, we will be caught by his claws.

"Attention, everybody, he's looking over to us." I reminded them to be careful.

"Sen, what are you afraid of! He will not see us again. Lingxin patted me on the shoulder and said.

"That was just now!" I responded to her.

"Do you mean, now we're exposed?" Professor Xia said preemptively.

"No," I shook my head, "I was exposed." ”