Touching the jar of medicinal liquor hidden in the ancient tomb will trigger rumors and nonsense related to the marketing account.

Logically fine.

The contradiction lies in the content of the two messages.

The previous general news is: the ancients soaked wine with rare and exotic beasts to strengthen the body and prolong life;

The latter is that the function of messy soaking wine is not to strengthen the body, but to beautify.

If it takes effect sequentially, the previous message will be negated by the subsequent one, and the truth will disappear.

But at the moment, none of them have taken effect.

On one side, he was sealed in the material grid by Yu Xian, and on the other side, he was still talking nonsense.

What happens when they contradict each other at the same time?

There is no such thing as first-come, first-served, so there is no covering.

"Little brother, these two doors are too broken, do you have one over there?"

Brother Dadao didn't know that there was a marketing account, and he was trying to find a safe enough place to avoid danger.

"Oh, I'll take a look somewhere else."

Yu Xian hurriedly answered, and the jump marketing number in his mind was almost finished.

When the material grid is full, it must be directly real.

Thinking that it would be true anyway, and it didn't matter what the ancients did in wine, Yu Xian moved his mind to liberate the material grid.

The two pieces of content take effect at the same time, and the two titles of the system interface collide violently, and then crack, scatter, and disappear.

[It's a pity that the content cancels out, and nothing is real]

"It's a pity what it's called, it's a great thing."

Although the ancients may really have a situation of soaking wine for aphrodisiac and soaking for beauty, the marketing account is pure nonsense, but this offset gave Yu Xian a new idea.

Save the content of the marketing account that you don't want to take effect, and find a way to try to offset it.

"Brother Dadao, I can do it here."

Don't forget to look for a suitable room at hand, Yu Xian said hello, and found that there were different things in the system interface.

Two entries: lost, bones

All come from the previous content, "lost" refers to the magic and "bones" refers to the stuff that bubbles in wine.

With these two entries, the player can edit the content that is not in effect and replace it with an existing one.

"Tsk, it would have been nice to come earlier."

If Yu Xian had this technique at the beginning, he directly replaced the "Tyrannosaurus Rex" in the devil frog news with "bones", and turned the devil frog into a bone-eating creature in the Cretaceous period, and its combat effectiveness plummeted, and the impact on that period was greatly reduced, at least it would not have exploded directly in Yu Xian's paper, and the change might still be used.

I can't make such a thing as a "lost devil frog".

"Okay, the little brother can find this room."

After confirming that the door panel was fine, he inserted a knife into the crack of the door and cut off the anti-corrosion hardwood door latch behind it.

There were still all kinds of pots and jars in the room, and the two of them didn't bother to check it, so they pushed the door halfway open.

If you're in danger later, go into this room to avoid being tracked by zombies or the like.

At the intersection of the roads, Brother Dadao threw a ball of rags out of his pocket.

It was part of the clothes that had been changed earlier, and he kept it on it, and it was full of sweat and the bad smell of not bathing, used to lure zombies and other monsters chasing people.

Smack

The cloth group landed, Brother Dadao and Yu Xian looked at each other, regardless of whether they had brought something out or not, and then turned their heads and ran away.

Enter the room, close the door, and plug in the deadbolt that is half short.

Obviously, it was just a short run, but Yu Xian was panting quite badly because of nervousness.

Brother Dadao's breathing was much steady, quietly leaning against the door and listening to the movement outside.

"Shhh

"Huh?"

Finding that his companion's expression was wrong, Yu Xian forcibly controlled the rhythm of his breathing, and also leaned sideways and put his ear on the door panel.

Squeak, squeak, squeak...

Some sharp hard object dragged across the surface of the floor tiles, moving in this direction one step at a time.

It can be seen that Brother Dadao is also a little nervous, waving his hand to let Yu Xian stop sticking to the door, and hurriedly close himself in the room.

I don't know if the other party's perceptual sensitivity can detect a living person through the door, anyway, just in case.

Hide by the side of the wine jar with as silent and fast movements as possible, and Yu Xian doesn't care if he makes more movements, for fear of touching the fragile porcelain and tiles and making a noise.

Creak...

The sound of hard objects rubbing against the floor tiles is very close, and even if it is not close to the door, it can still be heard clearly.

Yu Xian was curious about what was outside the door, but he couldn't ask at this time, and his mind was full of thoughts.

According to common sense, normal bipedal walking and dragging things will make people think of zombies and zombies.

As for why there is a sharp grinding sound, it is estimated to come from the nails.

Some movies and TV shows that the nails of zombies' hands and feet are long, pointed, and curved, which may be the sound effect when walking.

I don't know what Brother Dadao thinks, he just clutches the folding knife opened by the head of the garden, and is always on guard against the danger of breaking in.

The sound of grinding approached the door, and the two held their breath.

Yu Xian's heartbeat was extremely violent, just like playing the Jingyun drum at a critical moment.

Excessive tension is easy to make mistakes, and Yu Xian clicks on the dragon map through his mind.

Do something else to distract from overly focused attention.

Honk~

The dragon hunting atlas was opened, and only the page where the Odd Pterodactyl was located had a pattern, like a corresponding fossil stick figure, and the completeness was written next to it.

In addition, the corresponding point marker starts to jump.

If there are no dinosaur fossils in the limit range, the line will disappear quickly.

At this point, the angular triangle remains pulsating with the tip pointing slightly downward, indicating the presence of dinosaur fossils deeper in the burial area.

It's too difficult...

Yu Xian secretly smiled bitterly in his heart.

Other pangolins came into the cemetery to steal artifacts, and we went inside to get fossils.

Ridicule is ridicule, this time I really can't go down and take out the dinosaur fossils, and it is a problem to get out of this most shallow cemetery alive.

The sound was very close to the door, and there was a tendency to move a little farther away.

The situation is still not optimistic, Yu Xian observed before, there is still a long section of the branch road extending backwards, and the zombies have been wandering on this road, and we will never be able to get out.

His arm was gently poked, and Yu Xian turned his head, and Brother Dadao was writing words on the dust on the ground with his fingertips: take turns to rest.

It's hard to say when the danger outside will be eliminated, and all that can be done is to wait.

Taking turns to sleep is a pretty rational choice, and squatting in a corner is just a waste of energy.

Yu Xian grinned and put on a somewhat embarrassed smile, wanting to say how he could sleep at this time.

How can I sleep at my age?

There is no need to write, Brother Dadao glanced at Yu Xian's expression, and knew that it was a somewhat difficult state.

The fingertips continued to swipe, and new words were drawn on the dust: you will know when you close your eyes

According to Brother Dadao, Yu Xian carefully lay down with his backpack.

At the beginning of closing the eyes, the heart was still pounding, and soon a monstrous feeling of exhaustion hit and pulled all the spirits into the abyss.

Brother Dadao looked at Yu Xian, who was in a dream, and thought of his deceased brother, who was also superb at that time, but he looked quite immature because of his lack of experience.

Soon, he was detached from his memories and turned off his flashlight at its lowest brightness.

Outside...

There was one more sound of shuffling rubbing against the masonry.