Quietly, walking towards the abyss, the stone staircase is incredibly deep, and the students walk on it, and suddenly feel that they don't know anything about the university town.

They could be sure that a month ago, the Paleographies Society had not been so underground, because they had held an event underground last month.

But at this time, such a dead stone staircase was more than 100 meters long, that is, within a month, Professor Song quietly transformed the underground into this shape without the knowledge of all of them.

What kind of means is this?

The members of the club looked at Di Li in horror, all this seemed to be from Di Li's handwriting, Professor Song had to lower his posture in front of Di Li, and the real cutting-edge scientific level of the university town seemed to be forever beyond their imagination.

No one complained about the length of the stone staircase, it was still the quiet tomb of the pharaoh, and everyone fell into a deep curiosity and dead silence.

In the last few steps, the cuneiform script carved on the wall has become so strange that the members can't even make out whether this is the category of cuneiform writing.

Ling Luo swiped the text across the wall with one hand.

It's both strange and familiar.

Nostalgia for this asymmetry between memory and reality makes him more convinced of all his previous conjectures.

In addition to Ling Luo, another person who struggled to identify the wall carvings was not as easy as Ling Luo, the Kade girl was full of confidence, but at this moment she frowned, looking at the passing wall carvings, full of horror on her face.

"Smack..."

It didn't take long for everyone to finally reach the bottom.

Everyone was silent, not daring to speak at all.

It is a huge venue completely detached from the modern scene, without any lights, but the inexplicable light allows everyone to see everything around them clearly.

Mysterious murals, stone carvings, wall carvings, and countless inscriptions have converged into an antique ruins of thousands of square meters.

The members of the club were all blinded, and if they hadn't walked down in person, they really thought this was an ancient tomb.

"Lili, you're here!"

Everyone had just settled down for a while, and before they could figure out the situation, an old man suddenly came out of the shadows and said in a very dull voice.

The old man naturally startled everyone, but he himself was gloomy and colorless.

"Elder Li!" Di Li nodded: "How is it, are you okay?"

"Hehe..." Li Lao smiled gloomily, but his tone remained the same: "Very good, very good, thanks to your conjecture and thanks to Lao Song's help, I didn't expect it to really work!"

"That's good," Di Li said indifferently.

Listening to the simple conversation between the two, everyone shuddered, and inexplicably felt that this old man was as terrifying as a mummy crawling out of a grave.

And it also made everyone conspiracy theories bigger.

It's like a place for academic discussion, and it's a relic of supernatural exploration.

Doesn't it mean deciphering the text? What the hell can be deciphered?

"Lao Li, is it really effective? Looking at your situation, it doesn't seem to be very good!" Professor Song also looked at Lao Li and said very worriedly.

"It's okay, it can't be better, the thing you said is here? Okay... Come with me. Li Lao answered, and didn't want to say more, and then stepped into the shadows again.

Everyone looked at each other and followed without a word.

But in a short period of contact, the only four Left Daoists were blinded, and Ling Luo stared at the back of the old man, full of astonishment, and the look of memory had long since disappeared.

Red Lotus, Nalan, and Xiao An'an are also well explored, and they are also terrifying.

Di Li looked at them, and suddenly spoke first: "How is it, what did you find?"

"He... He..."

Ling Luo stammered, his fingers connected the dots, stammering more than when he admitted his identity, he was still expecting to win the guessing game, and then he couldn't organize words at all for a while,

But... Someone can.

For the first time, Honglian finally got rid of the subconscious evasion, and looked at Di Li deeply, the wise man Ling Luo said, she once again felt the horror when facing Zuo Luo.

"Who the hell are you, that old gentleman, he is definitely a dead man!, how could it be..."Red Lotus said bluntly.

At this moment, what guessing game, profoundly inviting Keqing, let it go first, the resurrection of the dead is terrifying enough, but it is too outrageous to die without dying.

"Dead?" Di Li paused slightly, but did not admit it, but looked at the red lotus as clear as water.

A few seconds later, Di Li smiled, like Mu Chunguang: "What you said is not accurate, to be exact, Li Lao is fixed at the moment of death! And at that moment, is Li Lao alive or dead?"

The birds were silent and looked at each other, but fortunately only they could hear them at the moment, otherwise they would have fainted on the spot.

Di Li knows that Li Lao is a dead man!

Could it be that they guessed correctly, Di Li has long been a left-handed person? Otherwise, what is the matter with this death? Normal people would not be so calm when they see a person who is dead but not dead, right?

And according to what Li Lao said, is it Di Li who makes him die without dying?

"You..."

Unconsciously, Di Li became a little mysterious and terrifying, and the core of several people's guesses slowly reversed, and it really became their guess of Di Li!

"Don't worry, I'm really a normal person, don't be afraid, and besides, it's me who should be afraid! I haven't woken up anything!" Di Li seemed to see something, and said with a smile on her face.

The four of Ling Luo were suddenly embarrassed, is this a showdown, they have really been discovered?

Ling Luo suddenly accepted his fate, it seemed that in this life, he would not be able to win from Di Li.

"Forget it, I'll talk about that when I have time. You just said you wanted to show me something interesting, is that it?" Ling Luo said with a wry smile.

"Hey... Sort of," Di Li stroked the plain headband, and said, "But that's not enough, there's something more interesting... If you want to know, come on. ”

Di Li nodded on her heel and quietly followed.

Ling Luo's four eyes widened at each other, and they could only follow in the same gloomy manner.

Passing through a shadow, everyone suddenly became enlightened.

There is still no light, but everything is bright, as if it is reflected directly into people's minds from the cracks in the space.

"Titicaca..."

As soon as everyone settled, they saw four imitation pyramid models suddenly rising from the four corners.

Gold, black, white, colorless.

The four imitation pyramids that are not tall are made of solid color alloy, and when everyone looks up, they see an upside-down pyramid hanging overhead.

The upside-down pyramid is made of gray stone, but not metal.

In the eyes of outsiders, such a scene may imply a more mysterious and ancient atmosphere, but in the eyes of the members of the club and even Ling Luo, it is not the case, but extremely nondescript.

Egyptian civilization, cuneiform writing, and Sumerian civilization, does not have much to do with it, of course, if you investigate from the mythological era, there must be an internal connection, but human civilization is not only the mythological age, the era of god forsaken is the core of the development of human civilization.

The two are not only geographically different, but also cultural, spiritual, political, and written.

It's like having to erect a Buddha statue in a Catholic church.

Anyone with ancient writing would not make such a mistake, but Di Li just did it.

But the crowd was uncomfortable.

The four of Ling Luo finally discovered something extraordinary, as left-handed people, they could naturally see things that ordinary people couldn't see.

These things turned out to...

Li Lao led everyone to the center of the venue, which was finally normal, and some instruments and computers formed a simple research room.

"Let's put things down......" Li Lao stopped, and then said gloomily.

I don't know if it was because he was dead or because of the atmosphere around him, Card's servants didn't dare to resist, and very honestly put down the twelve metal boxes.

"Professor Song, don't you want to explain it to us?" Professor Sophia said suddenly.

"This..."Professor Song looked at Di Li in embarrassment.

"Open the box, I'll explain it to you and see if I can crack the ball!" Di Li didn't hesitate, said quietly, and then left Ling Luo's side.

Card's men received the order and slowly opened the metal box.

The members of the club looked at the past attentively, but in fact, they were the only ones who didn't know the situation, and the others were more or less clear.

Eleven black boxes were unfolded, and inside were the vicissitudes of life sealed in transparent glass coffins, recording the oldest epic unearthed by human beings so far, the epic of Gilgamesh.

But what is even more eye-catching is actually the elliptical cabin on the transporter, which is actually a huge mud ball inside when unfolded.

The mud ball and the mud board, the material seems to be the same, but the whole body is tightly seamless, there is no trace of artificiality, compared with the mottled and broken mud board, the full ten meters diameter of the mud ball is as perfect as a modern handicraft.

Delicate, shiny, heavy...

But most of all, Card didn't even seal it, except for the metal cabin, and just left him exposed to the air.