The two of them could not open their eyes because of the strong light, and instinctively raised their hands to cover their eyes, but to no avail.

Fortunately, after a few moments, the turquoise glare dimmed on its own, and the gunsmith and John opened their eyes almost simultaneously and saw an incredible change.

Their environment had changed, and the metal room, which had been square in shape, was now cylindrical. The same black walls, the frescoes and the text that transmit light, the only difference is the shape of the room.

"What did you just do?" John asked.

The gunsmith replied, "I found a symbol that looked like a handprint, and I tried to press my palm on it, and the light behind the symbol became brighter and brighter......"

John said, "Is that a switch that changes the shape of the room?"

The gunsmith said, "No...... The room hasn't changed, but the creatures in the room have been moved...... I guess that's the secret to moving again after we fell to the bottom of the river. As he spoke, he surveyed his surroundings and walked towards a place against a wall.

"Look, this cylindrical room also has such a handprint symbol. The gunsmith half-crouched, looked at the symbol and said, "Smaller than an adult's palm, it looks like a child's ......" He paused: "What does this make you think of?"

John's expression changed slightly: "The black humanoid?"

"Yes, and you see it's about the same height as the creature was standing at arm's length, and we're going to have to bend down if we want to touch it. The gunsmith said.

"So?" John looked at the gunsmith, expecting an answer.

The gunsmith said: "Even if you look at me with sincerity, I can't give you a definite explanation, I can only speculate...... Maybe the Olmec civilization you are talking about is indeed related to aliens? Or maybe this civilization of more than 1,000 years BC is actually far more developed than our modern people speculate, and they did not perish, but after some major disaster or accident, they hid in the underground world and survived, and the black creatures we see may be one of the survivors. ”

Hearing this, John's expression was repeated several times, and finally he could only reply: "It seems that you may have more success in writing a paper to compete for the Nobel Prize......

The gunsmith said: "I'm just guessing, but based on the previous situation where the black creature secretly followed us, my guess should be relatively reliable." The downing of my plane and the death of your expedition team were all caused by some unknown magnetic interference, and nine times out of ten it was caused by this ruin.

God knows when the black creature we saw this afternoon followed us, maybe it was following you long before you and your team were caught by the cannibals, or maybe he crawled out of the spire of the ruins I had destroyed, or maybe there was more than one creature......

The only thing that is certain is that the start of activity at these ruins is something that happened in the recent past, and unfortunately, we happened to catch up. Now the creatures in this ruin, for some purpose, don't want us to leave the rainforest above us, and maybe even ...... It wants to draw us into the underworld. ”

John thought for a moment and said, "Assuming that the conclusions you have analyzed are true, there is a prehistoric advanced creature here that fell into a deep sleep thousands of years ago and has only recently awakened, if I were them, before returning to the surface, I would first grab a few specimens and study the current level of human civilization and evolution on the earth, and then make calculations." ”

"It makes sense, you and I seem to be more valuable than the natives who eat human flesh in blades of grass. The gunsmith had moved to the other side of the room at this time: "There are also handprint symbols here, there are three such marks in the whole room, I estimate that if you press different mechanisms, you will be teleported to different rooms." ”

John suddenly came to his senses: "That is, we have a chance to go out?!"

"But the problem now is that we can't read the words in the room, we don't know which mark to press, where it will lead, and after the transfer is completed, we can only rely on the shape of the room to determine whether we have been here before, in case there are thousands of rooms here, and many of the shapes are repeated, then I am afraid we will never be able to leave." ”

The two fell silent, and for a while they couldn't think of a good countermeasure, in fact, they also understood that this was a waste of time, and the last countermeasure was nothing more than to keep pressing the mechanism, expecting to be teleported outside once.

After a while, John spoke again: "Actually, have you noticed that these rooms have no function at all, except for the frescoes and texts, they are empty, only museums will be built like this, but what is the point of different shapes?"

The gunsmith sighed: "Maybe this kind of civilization has exceeded our understanding too much, just like you let the natives in the jungle take the elevator, he will only wonder about the function of this big iron box before he enters, and after the elevator stops on other floors and opens the door, the changes in the environment in front of him have become a mystery to him, hehe...... It's really similar to what we're experiencing now. ”

John stood up and walked over to one of the switches: "No matter, I won't live for more than two days if I sit still, just as I'm a native who has entered the elevator, press all the dozens of keys, and sooner or later the elevator door will open." As he spoke, he pressed on the handprint-shaped symbol.

The turquoise light lit up again, engulfing the two of them, and after nearly ten seconds, the surroundings returned to their normal brightness.

This time the room was zigzag-shaped, like a winding corridor, and the gunsmith and John stayed in the middle section, and they searched again, and the room was empty, except for the frescoes and words, and the handprint symbols were as many as nine this time.

"Strange technology," said the gunsmith, "as soon as one person pushes a switch, the whole room is sent to another dimension, and our clothes and belongings move with it...... By the way, why don't you try it, and we both press the handprint symbol in two different places at the same time and see what happens?"

John wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead: "I suddenly thought of the flyman......"

The gunsmith said, "Hmm...... When I didn't say it. ”

After that, John took over the work of pressing the mudra, and he didn't know how the movement between these rooms worked, anyway, they had never encountered a room with the same shape, so they had never returned to the previous room, and every time they pressed the mudra symbol, they would be sent to a new place.

In this way, the gunsmith counted silently in his heart, a total of twenty-nine rooms were transferred, the time may have passed a few hours, maybe only half an hour, they had no watch on them, they could not see the sun, it was dusk when they fell into the river, it may be late at night at the moment, it may be early morning, in short, the sense of time has long been completely lost.

At first, they would look for every handprint symbol on the wall every time they went to a room, but then there was no pattern to the number of symbols, ranging from three to nine, and in either case, they were just teleported to places they had never been.

The gunsmith is a little strange, assuming that it is late at night, and he has not eaten water and rice since noon, at most he chokes on a few mouthfuls of river water to support his stomach, why does he still not have the slightest sense of fatigue and hunger after so long? Thinking about it, it must have something to do with this ruin, even if the temperature, humidity, and air quality here are not bad, but when people should be hungry, they always have to be hungry, and if they are more than twenty hours, they always have to be tired, and there are ...... The gunsmith's expression suddenly became very strange, and he suddenly realized that he didn't even feel the slightest need to go to the toilet, which was strange.

Just as he was about to ask John if this was the case, there was another blue light in front of him, and before he could fully open his eyes, John exclaimed, "Look! Charles! It's a passage!"

The gunsmith regained his sight and found himself in a straight corridor that led to the far distance, where there was no end in sight, and the mural and text had been replaced by two turquoise light trails, without any handprint symbols around them.

John said excitedly, "Do you think this is the way out?"

The gunsmith's expression didn't look very excited, he just replied calmly, "I'll find out when I go down." ”