I wrapped my gas filament around the small stone fish and followed it into the keyhole. It's not a living thing, and my abilities can't detect mistakes.

There must be some other reason for its movement, perhaps driven by forces I don't know.

The normal key is unlocked by the jagged, and it is played in the trap, like playing a maze game.

Only one route was correct, the small stone fish automatically ran the whole course, and there were no changes to the underwater fortress.

But the island on the surface of the sea changed, I surfaced upward, and when I returned to the island, I was wrapped in bubbles and dived, I didn't need a wetsuit, and there was no trace of water on my body when I got ashore.

On the ground of the island, there is a large protruding stone plate, the stone plate has ten square stone blocks horizontally and vertically, each stone block is engraved with the number 0-9, the stones are embedded in the plate, each piece is about half a meter square, this should not be pressed by hand, people need to stand on it, and only by standing on the corresponding number of stones in the correct order, the gate will open.

"There is a real password......

If a stone can move, there must be a gap, and even if it is as thin as a human hair, my qi can get into it.

If you have a special ability, who still studies the password, just go directly to the inside of the mechanism and see which one is correct.

This mechanism is still a mechanism designed by ancient people, there is no circuit, computer board, but it has 1 billion combinations, if you try them one by one, you have to try until the year of the monkey.

In addition, there is a control mechanism inside the combination lock, and if you enter it incorrectly, the door will be closed permanently.

The boat stopped on the shore, and I sat down in front of the stone pan, not the fastest, but the most stable, slowly looking for the right number.

It took me almost an hour to figure out all the connections behind the numbers and step on the different number stones in order.

The last number of stones sank, the stone disk shook slightly, I quickly jumped down, the stone disk sank down, I saw that there was no other danger, so I jumped up again, and sank with it.

It was like an elevator, all the way down, about the bottom of the fortress under the sea, into a dark and empty space.

There are no flashlights in this world, and there is no ventilation underneath, and I don't dare to use torches, stay in bubbles of air, and take out ore lamps to shine around.

Glowing stones are not hard to find, but the lighting range is too small.

The ore lamp in my hand can only illuminate the steps under my feet.

I stepped down the stone pan and walked up the steps under the stone pan, and before I came in, I had probed that there were no other living people around the island.

With the faint light of the ground, I began to explore the underground space.

There are indeed a lot of things piled up underneath, all covered with tarpaulin, neatly stacked in a row, row by row, like an express distribution center.

I walked down a row of piles, from one end to the other, and measured the length.

Then count how many rows there are and how far apart they are from each other.

"Huh?" When I felt the floor shake slightly under my feet, I was startled and thought this place was going to collapse.

But it only shook slightly, and did not continue to shake, but suddenly lit up with a faint green light around it.

I've been keeping an eye out for activity around me, and the ability never stops detecting, so it can't be a living thing.

I approached the glowing wall, and upon closer inspection, I realized that it was a wall made of glowing stones.

The entire wall glows with glowing stones from floor to ceiling, instantly illuminating the entire underground space.

They don't shine as clearly as electric lights, but the outlines of everything can be seen clearly.

I casually lifted the oilcloth piled up beside me, and under the cloth were stone boxes packed together.

This thing can't be moved by one person, and two people can barely carry it.

Open the lid of the stone box, there is a layer of oilcloth inside, which has been treated with antiseptic and insect protection, and then uncover the inner layer of oilcloth, and I was stunned when I saw the contents inside.

The stone chest contained not gold and silver jewelry, but a box of candles.

I opened the boxes next to each other in turn, and they contained laundry detergent, soap, and toilet paper......

What's even more amazing is that these things have been stored under the sea for a long time, and they have not expired and deteriorated, just like new!

I walked to the next row of boxes and opened only the first box in each row.

The gold, silver and jewelry were nowhere to be seen, and they were full of daily necessities.

From simple wardrobes, folding beds, camping tents, and outdoor stoves.

As small as needles and threads, thumbtacks, pins, let's put it this way, everything you have in a department store, it's all there.

Ham sausage, instant noodles, eight-treasure porridge, small pickles......

They can't belong to the people of this world, obviously this crooked-mouthed dragon king, he should be a traverser like me.

But I'm a soul wearer, and he may be wearing it, and he brought so many supplies with him.

Many things here are 'alien technology' when taken outside, and they can't be used without electricity, and being seen by others will arouse suspicion.

However, it is very dangerous to say that it was made by himself, and it is said that it was taken from the treasure of the Dragon King, and the pot of black technology will only be detained on the Dragon King.

The descendants of the dragon king are almost gone, and if you want to ask him for these techniques, you can only go underground and ask him in person.

I took out a pen and notebook and counted the types and quantities of materials.

The boxes in which they were were packed were made of stone, and they were all carried out backwards, but there was no ship to carry them.

A small number of times of transport, long time, too eye-catching.

Transported in large quantities and few times, the ancient ships certainly did not work.

I pondered changing the contents to a lightweight wooden box.

But there are no ready-made wooden boxes, and they need to go back or buy them or make them now.

I was worrying about how to get the supplies back when I suddenly felt a throbbing pain in my chest.

That's where the quadrangular mirror 'hangs', what is the quad mirror doing?

It seemed to summon something, and after a dozen seconds, something flew out of the cargo pile.

It flew straight at me, as if it had a tracking device, and I couldn't avoid it until it landed on my head!

The air shield didn't stop it, it stuck to the door of my head, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, the same way the square mirror disappeared.

"Hiss~" Dizziness hit, I stumbled under my feet, and I held on to the pile next to me to stabilize my figure.

That thing was so fast just now that I didn't see what it was.

What if it's a parasite?

I've seen a lot of old movies in the wasteland era, and I've been very impressed by the strange beasts and parasites of the deep sea.

However, within a few seconds, a mechanical voice sounded in my head, what a binding... Confirm?

Confirm?

The user has been confirmed and bound successfully!

"Hello? That's my question! I shouted into the air, but no one answered me.

I just had a memory crammed into my head.

In other words, it is the user instructions.

"It turned out to be storage." I've only seen this thing in China, but I've never seen it in reality.

This crooked mouth dragon king may not be from the same world as me.

After reading the manual, I knew that the entire underground space was his storage space, controlled by the brain, which could be released for everyone to see, or put away, only he could see it.

What flies into my brain is the connection between space and my brain.

I think it's the key to space, that is, it has more functions than ordinary keys.

"Can you put it away and take it away?" I'm not used to communicating with my mind with my mind, and I don't consciously say what comes to mind.

- Yes.

It's mostly a smart product like AI, which answers questions in its database, and if it can't answer questions, it will remain silent.

I decided to take the space away and start a business by collecting it first, so that I could only see it for myself.

"What's your name?"

- Kennels.

I almost burst out laughing, trying to say that the previous user had chosen a random name.

"Okay kennel, put the space away, just me can see it."

- Roger.

Huge spaces disappeared into thin air, and the fortress that had lost its support sank, sinking with the islands on the sea.

The fort flooded, lost its balance and fell to the bottom of the sea, and it didn't take long for the sea to return to normal, and it was no longer apparent that there was once a small island here.

Only my dive boat is still floating on the surface.

It is protected by 'bubbles' and is unaffected.

The storage warehouse felt like entering another dimension, a space that belonged to my mind.

I searched around again with my abilities, and found no living people, so I returned to the dive boat and headed for Treasure Island.

The treasure does have a code, and the person who claims to be a descendant of the Dragon King may indeed be his descendant.

But he probably didn't know what was in the treasure.

The storage space key of the crooked mouth dragon king has a sense of the quad mirror, and it seems to listen to the instructions of the quad mirror.

I went into the space for a long time, and the keys didn't respond.

The quadrangular mirror was in motion, and it suddenly appeared and burrowed into my mind.

I don't understand how it works.

The descendants of the dragon king only mentioned the password, not the space.

Whether he has reservations, or whether he doesn't know, I think remains to be verified.

- Do you have a message, do you want to check it?

The kennel suddenly popped up and startled me.

Maybe the people in the world of the crooked mouth dragon king are used to getting along with smart products in this way, but I haven't gotten used to it yet.

"Yes." I calmed my heart before answering.

- Hello stranger, I have left this world when you receive this letter.

No matter what rumors you hear, please believe that you are not my descendants.

Our civilization is heading for destruction, and the human body has long been irreversibly alienated.

We have lost the ability to reproduce, and the use of cloning is only a temporary solution.

Therefore, I came to this world, selected the best boys, girls, and children, and returned to our world to continue the flame of civilization.

Providence, perhaps...... The plan failed.

I had to stay in this world, and I lived a lot longer than the people in this world.

The children who picked me called me father, I raised them, and they didn't know the truth.

- Good luck, stranger!

The content of the message is very long, and it has exceeded the category of 'letter', and it should be regarded as the autobiography of the crooked mouth dragon king.

He has no one to confide in in this world, and only he knows his secrets.

Before he died, he wrote a message, just wanting to confide, regardless of whether the person receiving it could understand it or not.

Anyway, I understand, he is a traverser like me, the difference is that I was traversed, and he came on his own initiative.

His original world had this technology, but it was nothing more than a one-way ticket.