I don't know how long it took to get down, but the elevator finally stopped in an unknown space.

Song Ziyu followed Marcus out of the elevator.

I saw the bright incandescent lights of the underground world, which made people feel that their eyes were swollen.

After passing through the corridor, the light stabilized, and Marcus said: "Routine bacteria sanitize when passing just now, don't panic."

After sanitizing Yongdao, a busy laboratory appeared in front of Song Ziyu.

Song Ziyu was very curious about what the people in the laboratory were doing, but he was only a shallow learner, and he couldn't see anything after watching it for a long time.

Marcus didn't mean to explain, he didn't even bother these people's thoughts, and directly took Song Ziyu through the laboratory.

"Do you think the busy people up front are the heart of this?" Marcus asked inexplicably.

Song Ziyu nodded inexplicably.

Marcus said, "Then you are wrong, what you see next is the core of Monsan's 150-year foundation."

Through the lab, an alloy gate appeared in front of the two.

Obviously, this is no longer a place for ordinary people to enter.

Marcus took out an ID card and swiped it, followed by an iris and fingerprint check, and then entered a 32-digit OTP.

After a series of complex operations, the doors of the laboratory finally opened.

What caught my eye was a series of murals with extremely strange painting styles.

At this point, we are talking about frescoes, but real murals, not the kind of murals painted with a brush or oil paint, but ...... It's really a painting on the stone wall.

These murals are very paradoxical and disgusting to watch.

Song Ziyu looked forward intently from the beginning of the mural, but after looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't understand what was painted on it.

"This is the core secret of Monsan?"

Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask.

Marcus nodded.

"It's ridiculous!" Song Ziyu said.

"That's because you're shallow enough to think it's ridiculous...... If I told you that these murals were accurately estimated to be at least 40,000 years old under carbon testing, would you still be dismissive of them?"

Hearing this, Song Ziyu was in awe!

How long is the history of mankind?

Five thousand years?

10,000 years?

Anyway, if you count up 5,000 years, civilization has been faulted.

What kind of evolutionary journey human beings went through 5,000 years ago can only be glimpsed in the ancient myths and stories that are spread by falsehood.

So......

Faced with this mural from 40,000 years ago, Song Ziyu had a completely different mentality.

This mural may be an apocalypse from ancient human ancestors to modern people.

"What does this mural say?" Song Ziyu asked.

Marcus' finger mural begins, "Forty thousand years ago, there was a time when the world was dark."

"How do you know?" Song Ziyu asked curiously.

"Don't you see that there's nothing on this mural?"

Marcus explained.

"And you can be sure that it's dark just because it doesn't have anything?"

Song Ziyu's eyes widened.

Marcus smiled mysteriously and said, "Sometimes, it takes patience and imagination to interpret what ancient humans left me."

Song Ziyu was completely speechless.

Is there a difference between this joke?

Marcus continued, "Actually, it can't be said that there is nothing on this mural, only that your eyes have deceived you."

Song Ziyu's eyes widened, but unfortunately he still couldn't see any "truth".

"In this drawing, a pitch-black background was painted with charcoal, but unfortunately over time, the charcoal could not retain its color as well as other mineral pigments, so it disappeared over time. But with sophisticated instruments, evidence of their existence can still be found." Marcus explained.

"You go on."

Song Ziyu decided not to interrupt, because it was meaningless, and he was not a good man.

Pointing to the second mural, Marcus said, "Because of the long period of darkness, perhaps because of something unknown to some mural author, the world has quietly changed."

"The dead begin to rise again, and the living are eaten by the dead......

Pointing to the third mural, Marcus continued, "You see these people around the campfire, and they're praying, or they're performing sacrifices."

"The ancients were foolish." Song Ziyu thought to herself, if prayer is useful, do you still need to go to work to make screws?

Marcus smiled and said, "You people in Yuxia Country are different from our Lighthouse Country, you don't believe in ghosts or gods, and you even have no king or father for a while...... You should know that God exists! Believe it or not!"

As he spoke, Marcus fingered at the fourth mural.

On the mural, a sunflower with a smiling face appeared.

Good guy, the smiling face of 40,000 years ago is almost comparable to the dog head on WeChat, funny with a little time to give the precipitation of the years.

"Is this a god thing?" Song Ziyu asked.

"We didn't know what it was, but we were willing to name it the Flower of the Sun," Marcus said.

"The flower of the sun has appeared, and the world has light."

Marcus pointed to the next mural.

The mural shows the back of a person, which occupies the entire mural and looks very majestic.

For some reason, Song Ziyu always felt that this back was a little familiar.

But Song Ziyu smiled, what kind of joke, it's almost hell.

40,000 years ago, relatives couldn't climb up.

"The one in this mural, my ancestors named him the Ancestor."

"He has human features, almost modern wear, you look at his feet, is this a pair of Nike Adi King style hiking shoes?" Marcus finger mural, analyzed the head of the road, feeling a little cerebral thrombosis.

Song Ziyu scolded angrily when he heard this: "Bullshit, it's obviously Hongxing Erke, you see there's a dent here."

"It's a refraction caused by the unevenness of the stone...... Marcus quibbled.

"Dead fish can't see with their eyes that it's refraction." Song Ziyu was speechless.

"Okay, this argument is boring, let's move on." Marcus pointed to a mural and said, "The appearance of the First Ancestor saved humanity, and the ghouls were wiped out."

"How did he do it!?" Song Ziyu looked at the mural, but saw that the mural was full of sunflowers with the kind of dog's head and smiling face.

Is this Plants vs. Zombies by Dave Player?

Song Ziyu continued to look at the next mural, only to see that under the rebuke of the ancestor, the mural was full of pictures of sunflower flowers and ghouls fighting.

At this time, there was already a sun in the sky......

The sun is out!

Does this mean that life is better?

Seeing this, the mural is already over.

But Song Ziyu still felt that it was in the clouds.

"Does your mural have anything to do with the vines I gave you?" Song Ziyu asked.

"It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, you still need to test the genetic sequence before you can have the final say." Marcus said, "But you should take a look at this."

Marcus suddenly pulled back a curtain next to the stone wall, revealing a typical Western realistic oil painting!

See this mural!

Song Ziyu sat directly on the ground!

Because!

The ...... in this oil painting It is precisely a "sunflower" with teeth and claws!

No, it's not a sunflower, it's just like a sunflower.

But Song Ziyu has seen the real face......

In the Wensong Settlement!

In that dark space, in a space full of hanged people...... The terrifying maw of the abyss.

If Song Ziyu still has a reason to quibble......

However, the thorny vines in the "Sunflower" oil painting made Song Ziyu lose the ability to argue in an instant.

"Holy!" Even though Song Ziyu had a thousand words, he only held back a national scolding.

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