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Frozen to the bone marrow, almost condensed the soul into the cold of the sculpture.

The sound of the wind coming from the corridor in my ears was a little sharp and pure, but it seemed to have been bumped, and finally became as heavy as a cowhide drum.

Sikong's eyes seemed to be glued, weighing a thousand pounds, and it took a long time to open them before he could barely open a gap.

And then...... It's dark.

Tick, tick, tick......

Out of nowhere, a liquid fell from a high place and fell on Sikong's face with a tick.

It was cool, and there was a bit of a cloudy metal rust smell, but Sikong regarded it as nectar, and his lips pursed greedily, making his dry body like rotten wood more moisturized.

After a long time, Sikong gained some strength, his arm stiffened as if it were a machine, and he rubbed it to the side, and then grabbed a stick like an iron rod.

Struggling to get up, Sikong looked blankly at the dark surroundings.

It was so dark that even the air was as oppressed as a black cloud, without a trace of light.

Even if Sikong practices ancient skills: 100 steps through Yang to reach Dacheng, his eyesight is good.

But it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and in the absence of any light source, Sikong is also completely blind.

He poked around with an 'iron rod', and the sound of emptiness lasted for a long time, but Sikong breathed a sigh of relief.

It's empty, it's a testament to the openness, and the echo has been transmitted for an extremely long time, so I'm afraid it's no problem to moor a few space shuttles here.

Even if there is an accident, Sikong also has room for mediation, and he can use his fists and feet so that he will not be beaten into a sieve in a cramped environment.

And there is also the sound of air currents, Sikong has been breathing for so long, and there is no adverse reaction, which is enough to prove that this place should have some contact with the outside world, and it is definitely not a sealed place.

Suddenly, something came to mind, and Sikong hurriedly touched the inside pocket of the wolf attendant.

'Whoosh ......'

A little flickering fire lit up, the point of light was not large, but it was extremely bright, illuminating almost half of the wide area.

Fortunately, Sikong has always been cautious, putting the most basic survival supplies in a small storage box, and then putting them close to his body, even if it is a big battle, it is also well preserved.

It's a pity that the spirits ......

Sikong shook his head, suppressed the qi and blood that was gradually getting excited, and saw the stick in his hand, which seemed to be ...... The leg trunk of some kind of mech supports the bones.

When the storage box was opened, there were ten high-calorie pills the size of mud pills, two 500-milliliter bags of purified water, and a roll of biological bandages.

The discrete particle gun, spider silk silver hook and other equipment loaded on the body were all lost, and the contents of this storage box were the things that saved the life of the sky.

Pinched out a pill, Sikong chewed it carefully and repeatedly, and instead of drinking the precious fresh water, he pecked shallowly at the turbid, rust-red stagnant water on the ground.

This water, even if there is any problem, Sikong has been drinking it for so long, there should be a problem.

"Huh? It's ......"

Sikong lay on the ground and saw that the waterlogged floor was actually carved with crooked patterns.

It is not the information carrier of the Xiai civilization, but the common language of the imperial civilization.

"On the first day, I walked 100 steps north, found a high platform, and there was no other harvest."

"The next day, I walked a hundred steps south, and I didn't find anything."

"On the third day, fifty steps to the southeast, nothing was found."

……

Lines of handwriting record the record of a lost person who strayed into a ghost ship about the ghost ship.

This strange detective method is very familiar to Sikong.

It is the unique 'bee hunting detection method' of the poisonous wolf Xingkou, which is counted in steps, and each step has a specific trace, which was created by the first poisonous wolf.

"On the thirty-seventh day, I marched sixteen hundred paces to the northwest, and found a sealed dark room, and recorded a letter—"

The handwriting stopped at this point, and the pen was extremely sloppy, as if there were still unfinished words, but there was no time to finish them.

I touched the handwriting and wiped it off with a light touch. The material of this flooring is somewhat familiar, with a metallic sheen under the light, and the surface is similar to the street bricks of underground dwellings.

"It's not too short to write......"

Sikong groaned, the handwriting had been dusty for a long time, and it had been eroded, but the owner of the writing had not appeared for a long time.

Sikong could only pray that the man had escaped alive, but he kept his mouth shut and did not divulge the slightest information about the inside of the ghost ship.

Otherwise...... He's not necessarily better than the man.

'Huh......'

After Sikong secretly wrote down the last piece of information, he sat cross-legged on the ground, abandoning distracting thoughts, trying to maintain a peaceful state of mind, with the most basic food and fresh water, the trace of precious blood in his body could heal Sikong's injuries to the greatest extent.

The damaged tissues regrew flesh and blood, the blood stasis dissolved, and it was discharged from Sikong's pores, and Sikongben's pale face gradually became ruddy.

The rapidly heaving chest became orderly and steady.

The injury gradually improved, but after it was completely healed, it was not over.

Sikong clearly felt the joy of his cells, organs, and tissues, the cells secreted and increased rapidly, the organ function became stronger, and the tissues became tighter and could withstand greater pressure.

The hematopoietic function of the bone marrow is far greater than before, enough to supply energy to all parts of the body, allowing Sikong to burst out with more powerful power!

It's like, more potential has been released, so that Sikong's physical fitness has suddenly improved a lot!

In the one-dimensional realm, before the high level, the strength will only increase after two breakthroughs in the initial ascension and the middle ascension.

Sikong's following situation can only prove that he has broken through to the one-dimensional micro-string level high level!

Repaired the gene strand to 75%!

The strength limit was broken to 1332 kg; The speed limit has broken through to Mach 1.5, and the organs are more robust, and the combat endurance such as endurance is stronger!

Generally speaking, after reaching the one-dimensional high level, as long as the strength of the gene chain is not too low, you can choose to break through to the second repairer.

At this time, almost half a foot stepped towards the second dimension!

The miracle of the Blood of Christ is evident.

And the wisp of blood in Sikong's body is not worth a moment compared to the complete blood of Christ, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dime.

After a long time, Sikong exhaled a breath of turbid air and whistled and fluttered in the air.

Sikong stretched his somewhat stiff body, fully recovered from his injuries, and unexpectedly broke through to a one-dimensional high level. Only then did Sikong have the confidence to explore around.

This is supposed to be a declaration of war when some kind of army is dispatched.

Only because of this place, although it is extremely open, but the top is high and the bottom is low, and the division is divided by Sikong here, and there are roughly two distinct boundaries.

On one side, there is a step-by-step staircase, spreading and climbing, converging into a towering platform.

On one side is the plaza where you can look up at the platform, scattered with many parts like the backbone of a mecha in the hands of the sikong.

This layout is also somewhat familiar to Sikong.

It's just that the high platform of the underground dwelling is the same as here, but it has shrunk a lot.

"It seems that someone did get out alive, and even a thief, prying a lot of floors......"

Sikong was amused, looked at the direction, and headed straight to the northwest of what he had said.

The more you stay, the more unsafe you become.

Now that someone has discovered the clues, whether it is a blessing or a curse, Sikong should also go and break through!