However, the thing that glowed with gold was not gold, it was a sphere that resembled a light bulb that hung above the cavern at the end of the passage.

"Wow~ There's electricity here, you see, it's an electric light, it's amazing!"

"If you look closely, the light needs wires to connect to the power supply, and the luminous body is suspended on the top."

Antique Sang Rou took two steps back, looked up carefully, and then nodded, "Oh my God, yes, you observed too carefully." ”

I almost wanted to remind her that we weren't here for a tour, but I thought it was good that we hadn't experienced hardships and still had a naïve 'Sang Rou'.

Adjusting to the intensity of the golden light, I looked around and saw many chests in the square hollow, which could be metals such as aluminum or tin, judging by the color.

The boxes were about half a meter square, and the square-shaped boxes were stacked together to form larger cubes, but two of them were unfinished, and there were many of these small boxes next to the unfinished large cubes.

The chests fit tightly, with only a recessed handle directly above, and for some reason, the amount of dust in the passages and caverns is almost negligible, and the place seems to have been abandoned for a few days.

It's easy to leave fingerprints on the pale metal, so I picked out a few small boxes nearby and looked at them, and sure enough, I found fingerprints on the handles of three boxes.

"Lei Feng, what is this?" Antique Sang Rou said, her fingers already gripping the handle of a small box, and before I could stop it, she lifted the lid.

I only heard a click, very similar to the sound effect of a camera, the lid of the box was opened by her, and a white mist came out of it, and the antique Sang Rou exclaimed: "What ice!" ”

The white mist may be a liquid substance produced by the contact between the cryogenic gas and the air at room temperature, but the temperature of this thing is probably quite low if it can make the antique Sang Rou let go of his hand and take a step back.

I walked over and looked inside the box, and I saw a baby curled up in the box, the baby in a sleeping position in the mother's body, wrapped in transparent ice.

I wasn't really sure if the transparent substance was ice, because I reached up and tried it, and it was much cooler than ice, so it was no wonder that the antique Sanrou was frozen backwards.

"Yes, yes, it's a baby, God!"

"Are you a materialist of faith?"

"That's not the point, Miss Lei, who was so cruel to put the baby in a box?"

"That's a good question."

I turned around and walked over to the other boxes, pulled the lid open, pulled the fourth one and stopped, because it was enough to make sure that there was a frozen baby in each of the boxes without having to open all the boxes.

Antique Sang Rou carefully counted the large cubes that had been piled up, counted the horizontal and vertical numbers, multiplied them, and came to the conclusion that each large cube was made up of 8,100 babies.

There are three large cubes, plus two unfinished ones, and there are almost 30,000 babies, a number that is enough to leave a mark in any historical document.

But there seems to have never been a record in the history of mankind in which tens of thousands of babies disappeared at the same time, and there have been massacres of infants.

"Oh NONONO—" Antique Sanorou suddenly shouted, and I saw her look flustered and thought something was wrong, and hurried back to her.

She stared at the baby in the box, the transparent 'ice' in the box had evaporated, and I was even more convinced that it wasn't ice, it was evaporating too fast.

The cold material volatilized, and the baby was exposed to the air, which was the reason for the antique Sang Rou screaming, the baby opened his eyes, and his pure blue eyes looked at us blankly for a few seconds, and then closed them again, and the breathing that had just recovered was completely stopped, and the small body shriveled up, and in a blink of an eye, it became a dry corpse.

I quickly ran back to the open box and covered them all, but unfortunately most of the insulation material still volatilized, and the baby woke up, but fortunately did not stop breathing immediately.

How long they lived, I can't guarantee, and soon there was a baby's grunt in the box, babbling as if talking, followed by a slight thump, presumably kicking the box with his foot.

Antique Sang Rou was very remorseful, said sorry to the small box, and then looked at me helplessly: "I killed him, what now?" ”

She looked at the clattering boxes, as if hesitating to open them, and I shook my head at her, "Let them keep the status quo." ”

"Hey! What if you suffocate them to death? I just killed a baby! ”

"Die in a moment or die right away, which do you choose?"

"I ......"

"These boxes are very strange, with the current level of science and technology, without the control of precision instruments, it is simply impossible to achieve a natural recovery of frozen living people."

"You're implying that these boxes weren't made by humans?"

"No, I didn't say it's not human, maybe it's- forget it, that mustache and his men aren't here, there should be some other outlet for this." I swallowed the word 'ability' that slipped to my lips, and now she couldn't understand it.

"We go out and get help, find a doctor, or report it to local officials, and we should find a way to save these children."

"Calm down, Miss Sang, no matter who you call, they will open the box and check it, do you think the local government has the ability to use modern medical methods to save these children?"

She and I knew the level of medical care in 1902, and even with Merlin and Mi Jiale's healing abilities, they might not be able to save them.

If it's possible, it's more reliable to transport it back and let the medical maniac try it, and the antique Sang Rou was speechless when I asked.

I don't want to waste any more time, the source stone mine and this weird square cave are so close together, there must be some kind of connection between them.

"I'm sorry, I forgot, you haven't found your friend yet, I haven't found my father yet."

"Don't think too much and do what we can."

There was an exit directly opposite the entrance, and because of the large cube blocking it, we didn't notice it in the first place.

"May I take the liberty of asking a question?"

"Ask."

"Your blood seems to be useful to the monsters in the passages, are you a descendant of some powerful race?" She deliberated on her words, her eyes showing caution and a hint of anticipation.

I glanced at her and asked inexplicably, "What powerful race?" ”

She hesitated, cleared her throat and said, "Ahem, yes, the magic kind." ”

I instantly thought of a series of magical blockbusters, where the protagonist can drive away evil spirits and knock out opponents with a swing of a small stick.

"You want to ask if I'm a witch?"

"Oh no, cough~ maybe, or something like that... You understand, I'm sorry, I know it's very rude to ask like that, and if you don't want to answer, I can understand that. ”

"No, I'm not a witch, you can see the reaction of the mustache, he originally wanted to use your blood, but it turned out that mine is just as easy to use, maybe it has something to do with the birth of the eight characters, the birth of the eight characters, have you heard of it?"

"Of course, my God, maybe we were born on the same day, the same month, and the same face - twin sisters?!" The more she spoke, the more shocked she became, and she had a brain-pounding association, "I'm an orphan, I was only eight months old when I was sent to the nursery, we might really be—"

"No, I assure you, absolutely not."

"I was born on March 6, 1880, and my father said, 'It was a sting, what about you?'

"Well, I'm March 9th, 1881." I made up a date so I couldn't tell her that she was actually a full 120 years older than me.

Antique Sang Rou's face suddenly collapsed, her expression was very disappointed, and I couldn't help but comfort: "Don't be like this, at least we look the same, this is a kind of fate." ”

"You're right, we'll be friends."

Hearing her say this, I can't help but feel a little stunned, from here, we are two people from different time and space, and we will never have a chance to see each other again.

As we stepped into another passage, we suddenly heard gunshots, which were obviously not made by old-fashioned firecrackers, and there were others here!

"Is it your father?" I looked at the antique Sanglu.

"No way, how could there be such a weapon in my father's ranks."

"It's possible, didn't you say it, your father is here to find the tomb of the Great Khan, and it's normal to bring some heavy weapons to defend yourself."

"My father was a geologist!"

"OK, but who stipulates that geologists can't bring weapons for self-defense, hurry up, maybe he and Bazi Hu got into a fight."

There were no monster statues in the passage, and the two of us ran straight in the direction where the gunshots were coming from, and just as we were about to run out of the passage, we heard voices outside.

Someone shouted 'help me', someone shouted back in English, I didn't feel right, and quickly grabbed the antique Sang Rou who was going to move on.

"Be careful, they don't seem to be fighting people." After all, my movements were a step slower, my fingertips only grabbed the corner of the antique Sang Rou's clothes, she ran too hard and too fast, I didn't hold it, let her rush out of the passage.

Then I caught a glimpse of a white shadow flashing in front of me, and then I heard the antique Sang Rou scream, and before I could react, she disappeared outside the passage.

And I was suddenly pushed back into the passage by the blast of the airwaves, apparently someone wanted to blow up the exit of the passage, but unfortunately it was useless, the passage was made of all-metal, and the explosion only deformed the edge of the exit of the passage a little.

My ears were ringing, my head was dizzy, my eyes were all double shadows, and it took me a while to recover, and I got up from the ground and walked back to the exit against the wall.

The air was still scorching, and I looked out of the exit, which was also a square cavern with an assembly line equipment-like counter.

Someone had picked up the clutter on the worktop, apparently trying to climb it as a ladder, and I looked up the clutter pile and saw an exit in the middle of the ceiling.

It turns out that the exit of this cave is open on it, what kind of cave is this?

There were two corpses under the console, which had been scratched and fleshed like bloody men, and they had no gunshot wounds, which showed that my previous guess was correct, and the person who fired the gun was not fighting an enemy who was also human.

And there were no weapons on the two corpses, so someone must have escaped with weapons, and I looked at the exit on the zenith, and there was a black hole inside, and there was no sound at all.