For me, past, present and future. Stifle reason on its throne.

To me, the cavemen seized the prophet, the garland-wearing god Apollo, and sang and chanted to the deaf ears of Abraham.

There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose.

-- "Salute to the Eternal Adversary—My Dear Arthur", the 19th leader of the Saine League, Sigfri? Sassoon.

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Sixteen small grids, each with a hieroglyph drawn on it.

Some resemble a hunter with a bow and arrow, chasing his prey.

Some appear to be the sun, moon and stars, recording changes in the movement of celestial bodies.

Others are just a combination of three, three, two letters, and seem to tell a piece of history.

Dai Lan suddenly recalled that these words seemed to be similar to the words on the Rosetta Stone that he had just seen!

At that time, in order to save the fat man, Dai Lan used Thor's blade to kill zombies. Wanting to exercise his ability to control weapons, he deliberately attacked the zombies continuously. Several times I brushed myself into the Rosetta Stone, inadvertently glancing at the crooked words on it.

Where did I think that in the high-speed movement, such a simple look, actually wrote them down. Could it be that after that strange dream, the memory was also greatly strengthened......

What other skills did you not discover?

Dai Lan didn't have the heart to think about the changes in his body in detail, and the most important thing at the moment was to quickly figure out whether the sarcophagus and the words on the stele were the same.

However, even the best memory cannot remember all the words on the stele in such a short period of time, and it is still unconscious.

Fortunately, Wang Fatzi took a picture of the stone tablet at that time, and it seems that it was useful to bring him over by mistake.

Dai Lan hurriedly looked up and looked around for the fat man, and when he saw it, he was angry.

The fat man is still at ease in a picture of John. Saliva drooled in front of Valle's famous painting.

He was full of dung, and naturally he didn't understand the beauty ~ of "Conway Overlook", but the frame with gold trim was real gold. His fat hands were already pressed on the frame, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take them off.

He was really anxious, and used his strength to eat, staring at the guard railing with a pair of fat feet, and biting the pure gold chain with his teeth.

Dai Lan snorted coldly and scolded: "Bastard! Fat King, are you going to die? You raise your eyes to see how many zombies there are outside the hallway?! ”

This "bastard" immediately sobered up the fat man. Raising his head, the two small round eyes focused on it, and saw that the corridor was black and full of zombies rushing to the British exhibition hall. At this rate, it took less than two minutes for them all to come in.

Frightened, he let out a loud fart and slipped under his feet and fell to the ground. The fat man thought about running to Dai Lan and making plans again, but his legs were soft ~ weak, and he couldn't move half a minute. He was in a hurry to get there again~ panting, his teeth trembling, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Dai, Brother Dai, for the sake of the same Chinese, pull, pull the brothers......"

Dai Lan took a sip and shook his head helplessly. glanced at the zombies that were gathering more and more, and quickly ran to the fat man's side. The fat man still wanted to talk in the vernacular, and before he could speak, Dai Lan slapped him twice on a fat face.

"If you want to live, stay with me. Next time, if you covet those cultural relics, you will wait for them to become cultural relics! ”

The fat man was slapped in the face, and immediately stopped, and his mind cleared up a lot. Covering his red and swollen face, he nodded vigorously.

Dai Lan is very good at reading people. Through simple contact, he knew that the fat man was not a bad person, but that this person was a little greedy for things outside his body. If you don't control your greed, you will lose your life sooner or later. Looking at his equipment, if he is well tuned~ and trained, he may be a powerful assistant in this troubled world.

Thinking of this, Dai Lan consciously or unintentionally regarded him as his little brother, although it was obvious that the fat man was much older.

Dai Lan came to the small sarcophagus with the fat man, and did not talk nonsense with him, lowered his voice, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Take out the camera immediately, I want to see the picture of the Rosetta Stone!" ”

When the fat man saw the sarcophagus, he paused for a moment, and he didn't understand why he was looking at that photo at such an urgent juncture.

Dai Lan's face sank, and the fat man didn't say a word, and immediately took out the camera from his backpack.

Time passed by second, and it seemed that there was still a minute left for the zombies to rush in. The air was filled with the smell of rotting zombies, and the entire space was filled with the sound of "huh-ahhhh Cold sweat broke out behind the two of them, and the atmosphere was very depressing for a while.

Dai Lan carefully zoomed in and moved the photos on the LCD screen of the camera, and finally found the exact same text on a piece of Rosetta Stone!

The archer with the bow and arrow, the sun, the moon and the stars, the letters, and none of the 16 letters on the sarcophagus are exactly the same, and they completely appear on the Rosetta Stone.

The fat man stared at a pair of small round eyes, and seemed to see the doorway, and exclaimed: "The words on this sarcophagus are actually the same as those on the stone tablet!" ”

Dai Lan gave the fat man a white look, and now even the blind man knows that they are the same! However, what is the connection between the two?

Dai Lan constructs countless possibilities in his mind, and then eliminates them one after another. It is absolutely impossible to figure out the content of the text on the stele in such a short time.

The zombies have come to the door, and they find two fresh and fat~ beautiful prey, one fat and one thin, in front of them.

The first few zombies immediately became excited, opened their big mouths and howled, and rushed over with their teeth and claws. The zombies in the back also got the information and rushed in with each other's pressures.

Dai Lan flashed and seemed to see a little possibility of opening the sarcophagus code.

He looked at the zombie and said to the fat man, "Anyway, you go and resist for a minute." This sarcophagus is our best hope to save us. When the time comes, if we still can't open the sarcophagus, let's go down through the window! ”

The fat man has long run out of ideas, and seeing so many zombies is really a twist in his legs. But things have come to this point, and it won't work hard if you don't go up. He gritted his teeth, grabbed a military police ~ stick and a three-edge~scraper~ knife from his backpack, and rushed forward.

Dai Lan noticed that the color of the 16 small squares was slightly darker than the color of the surrounding stones. In fact, the entire sarcophagus surface is seriously worn, and even if there is a difference in color, it will not be so conspicuous. But once you know that the small lattice may be the key to opening the sarcophagus, then this clue is especially important.

He tapped the lattice a few times with the hilt of Thor's Blade, and there seemed to be a hollow echo, revealing more and more that this was the code to unlock the secret of the sarcophagus!

Looking back at a piece of text on the stone tablet in the camera, it turned out to be the unrepeated arrangement of these 16 hieroglyphs to form a sentence. Dai Lan didn't have time to look up these translations on the Internet, he had to make a last stand!

At this time, the fat man had already dealt with the zombies.

He's obviously improved, and he's a lot better than he was just now. It's not difficult to understand that anyone who is just in the last days will always be unable to let go of the attack of zombies. After slashing zombies and seeing bloodshed, people's courage naturally increased.

Although zombies are 1.5 times more powerful than normal humans, their movement speed is only 70% of that of normal humans.

As long as you are not surrounded by them, it is no problem for one person to resist a few zombies.

So the fat man slashed the first few zombies, and he felt extremely good about himself. However, with the increase in zombies, it is only a matter of time before the two of them die.

Nervous sweat ran down Dai Lan's handsome cheeks, and he knew that there was only one chance. Unlocking the secrets of the end times, the secret of his girlfriend Joyna, is completely here.

You can only succeed, not fail!

Dai Lan held the Thor Blade, which seemed to weigh a thousand catties, so that he could barely lift his hand. Looking up at the fat man's situation, he was not optimistic, Dai Lan's eyes were sharp, and he stabbed the dagger into the 16 hieroglyphs one by one according to the arrangement of the words on the stone tablet.

Thor's Blade is the king of ancient iron, selling gold and jade. Even the toughest sword doesn't care, let alone ordinary rocks.

Although it took a lot of effort, Dai Lan still pierced the words on the sarcophagus one by one.

As a result, I waited for more than ten seconds and had no response at all. Dai Lan's heart was like sinking to the cold bottom of the sea.

The fat man couldn't hold on anymore, and his arm was dripping with blood from the zombies. He was so anxious that he shouted: "I said, Brother Dai, hurry up and find a way, or the fat master will return to his place!" ”

The shouts of the fat man and the howl of the zombies reverberated in the hall.

However, Dai Lan was delighted to hear a crisp sound coming from the sarcophagus.

"Click-"