It wasn't until it was dark that Zhang Xiaowang and his entourage gradually approached the entrance of the dungeon, and the sound of dozens of transport belts rumbled, turning over the dirt and sand and gravel underground, and then being transported by transport vehicles to the tombstone mountain in the distance around. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

What appeared in front of Zhang Xiaowang was a combined lifting platform with a width of kilometers and a depth of hundreds of meters, like the hideous mouth of a prehistoric giant beast, and the flickering lights inside were the fangs of this giant beast. It does not devour life, but it causes the light to perish.

Before driving into this huge mouth, Zhang Xiaowang subconsciously looked back at the night sky, above the pitch-black sky, the star ring belt was still reflecting the sunlight on the other side of the planet, like a brilliant golden river flowing slowly in space.

"It's beautiful......"

Zhang Xiaowang let out a sigh-like murmur, and then drove into the darkness ahead.

The combined lifting platform is composed of hundreds of small lifts, and some large vehicles require four or even six lifts to stop. A leaping car like Zhang Xiaowang is enough for a lift.

The wide combined platform was quickly occupied by vehicles of various sizes, and then began to descend rapidly amid the dull roar of the machines and the grinding of metal.

The speed of descent exceeded 30 meters per second, and Zhang Xiaowang even had a slight sense of weightlessness, countless sparks flew overhead, and he was quickly thrown into the darkness.

After about five or six minutes, the combined platform that was descending at high speed finally began to slow down in a violent friction sound, and after another three or four minutes, with a loud and muffled sound, the combined platform finally stopped completely. Zhang Xiaowang has been silently calculating in his heart, and he is currently at least 15,000 meters underground......

However, according to the environmental monitoring of the secretary machine, the ecological environment here is not too bad, at least it is not as hot as I imagined, but the air is slightly thin.

With the sound of a jet, a flash of metal gate on the side of the combined platform slowly opened, and bright lights sprinkled in along the gradually widening crack of the door, dispelling the darkness in the platform corridor.

The cars inside began to drive out in order, and there was still a corridor in front of it, and the walls were covered with lights, making this place quite a bit of a space tunnel. Zhang Xiaowang didn't know where to go, so he just drove behind Lao Serge. After driving a distance of nearly a kilometer, the dungeon finally opened up suddenly, and the dungeon showed its true face of Lushan.

For the kilometer height of this dungeon, the majestic structures, and the almost endless view of the surrounding area, this dungeon is extremely huge. But Zhang Xiaowang knew that no matter how huge this dungeon was, it was not as big as one-ten-thousandth of the world outside......

Almost all of the buildings are cylindrical, and almost all of them rise to the top of the dome of a kilometer high. The function of these buildings is clearly not only to live and produce, but also to strengthen the underground space. Huge fluorescent lamps are almost everywhere, as if they are brighter than daytime on the ground.

What makes Zhang Xiaowang a little curious is that those fluorescent lamps all have a timekeeping function, and the lamp body clearly shows that it is now the lion civilization X year, X month, X day, X hour X minute, probably because he is worried that the long-term underground life will make the lion people forget their time.

The vehicles scattered in the lift plaza, and the sparse road conditions made the speed of progress much faster. Lao Serge and his entourage obviously knew that Zhang Xiaowang and they were following behind, and occasionally stopped to wait for them for a while when there was an emergency.

This magnificent dungeon was followed by another five or six hours of driving, and the surrounding dungeon scenery lost its appeal. Just when Zhang Xiaowang was drowsy, the convoy finally stopped completely.

Old Serre came over to greet them: "This is it, where we will live in the future." ”

Zhang Xiaowang noticed that Lao Serge's tone was obviously much heavier in the second half of this sentence.

It seems to be some edge of the dungeon, and the cliffs erected in the distance prove that it is the end of the city, and the top of the cave is only about 300 meters high. Lao Serge took his clan and Zhang Xiaowang and his party to a cylindrical building, and swiped his eyes on the electronic device at the door, and the door opened with a bang.

Zhang Xiaowang is not sure if people will agree to live here, but where will he live if he doesn't live here? There are no hotels here, and you can't sleep on the streets, which is too eye-catching.

But I don't know if it was an illusion or some other reason, Zhang Xiaowang suddenly found that the other clansmen of the old lion's family looked at him with a much friendlier look, and there was a hint of expectation in that friendliness...... What are they expecting? Do you see that you have the qualities of a savior? Or are they thinking about their own Moutai?

Old Serre came over and said, "I'm tired, this is the house assigned to my clan, if you don't feel wronged, let's rest here for a day for the time being." ”

Zhang Xiaowang originally wanted to take the initiative to speak, but now that the other party proposed it first, how could he refuse: "Then bother." ”

Inside, the space utilization is close to perfect, but it is still small, and the first floor is a kitchen and dining room plus a toilet, two small storage rooms, and an elevator.

The elevator can only accommodate four or five lion people at a time, and Lao Seren's family is nearly sixty people, plus they have just arrived at their new home, how to distribute it and so on will take a little time, Zhang Xiaowang and the others sat in the dining room and waited.

"Leader, I think old Serge seems to have a request for you." The Panda Spirit said in a low voice.

Zhang Xiaowang also felt the change in the attitude of the old Serre family towards him, but he couldn't understand it, Panda Jing said this now, and wanted to hear his opinion: "How can you see it?" ”

Panda Jing shook his ears: "Knowing that we are outsiders, not only did he not tell the truth, but also helped us cover it up." Now let's stay for the time being without saying a word...... Even if the lion has a big heart, it won't be so big, right? How many aliens come, and let them live in their own homes without asking anything? What do you say about that sentence - nothing to do......

Zhang Xiaowang waved his hand and blocked back the words "either traitor or thief": "This uncle is good, even if there is really something, if he can help, he will help...... I'm just worried that we won't be able to do anything here. ”

The two kings hummed: "Big brother, we like this, we feel like home." ”

Zhang Xiaowang looked at the two of them: "Homesick?" ”

The turtle stopped talking, exuding resentful thoughts.

King Qinglin muttered in a low voice: "The home is gone, it's all flat......"

Zhang Xiaowang has never seen the two of them like this, although the fate of the collapse of Wanling Mountain is inevitable, but in the end, he dismantled it with his own hands, and now he can't help but feel a little guilty.

"Is it blame Big Brother?"

The two kings shook their heads in unison: "Don't blame the big brother, the outside world is bigger...... It's just not home. ”

He turned to the third son of the god of war again: "Do you blame me?" The kingdom of God is destroyed because of me. ”

The three sons bowed together: "Shenhui should shine on the galaxy, how can he bend underground." ”

Zhang Xiaowang's heart fluctuated, he stopped talking, and looking out through the window of the dining room, he remembered the Wings of Casa, the fully enclosed metal city, carrying the hope of the escape of the Casa people.

He remembered the Holy Crater on the planet Visa, where the last bloodline of the Visas was located.

There is also the vast lion dungeon, which is both the new world of the lion people and their final destination.

In the face of an irresistible invasion, it seems that all civilizations can only choose to shrink themselves into the last protective shell, whether to live or die can only be placed on the judgment of fate.

A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, in Huaxia, in the face of natural disasters, human beings can only resist forever, but cannot fight back. But is it true that human beings cannot compete with the power of nature? Like the vast civilizations all over the galaxy, unable to fight against the coming cosmic reckoning?

If a monstrous flood hits, can't you really fight back?