Jack interrupts the tour and takes Norton into the basement where the dark, dry environment needs to be kept in a dark, dry environment, with long wooden steps, like descending from the fifth floor to a mouth...

There is a lot of space inside, at least 10 meters high from floor to ceiling, the whole space is filled with a large number of strong potions, and there are a large number of corpse specimens on both sides of the corridor, although the specimens are quite rough but very well preserved, there are animal heads, whole beasts, limbs, and corpse specimens stuffed with stuffing look quite eerie in the light of oil lamps.

Although Jack's chin looked a little strange under the oil light, it did not prevent his innocence.

Jack: "Big brother, there's my secret base underground. I have a baby that I've had for a long time. Jack continued to run forward with his eldest brother.

"Are you a big brother again?" Norton didn't speak, and followed Jack closely, honestly, he wanted to see what the specimens here looked like now.

In the corner, Jack pushed open packets of desiccant, revealing an iron box.

Two pairs of eyes, one large and one small, rested on the lid of the box, and Norton lifted the oil lamp close to the box to make the light shine more clearly.

"It's alive inside, I started raising it as soon as I read and write."

Looking at the constantly squirming box, Norton suddenly felt that it was better not to open it, and just wanted to express his opinion, Jack directly lifted the lid.

"Why are they rats again, it's not a human face that's cleaner than the sewer, sixty centimeters bigger, and they're all about to be killed by the desiccant." With a frustrated look on his face, Norton dropped Jack, who was constantly provoking rats, and looked at the specimen.

A dried corpse with octopus whiskers from its chest to its face, a frog with a human face on its back, and a Lepi bear with an auxiliary torso... If these things were alive, they might have given Norton some excitement, and he walked to a large glass pillar filled with potions and stopped with a bored expression.

It was an entire dissected brain, and seeing that it was soaked in a plague-like bird's beak elixir, Norton pressed his face to the glass to observe the details.

There is a lot of flocculent floating in the liquid, and the baby soaked in it is the size of two Nortons, and a large number of finger-thick nerves in the bigger brain droop from the inside to the bottom of the jar, and if you don't look carefully, you still think this thing is still alive.

Rather than a full brain, it is more like it is made up of two brains spliced together, the larger one is cut open, and the smaller one is connected in the middle.

Norton suspects that all the specimens here were bought by charlatans, such as this brain, which may be a whale head taken by fishermen to fool the rich in exchange for money.

Come to think of it. Norton walked back to Jack's place and wanted to take him away from the unhealthy exhibit.

Jack was still playing with the mouse, and Norton lifted him with one hand, covered the box, and put it back in its place.

As they turned, Jack's leg seemed to hit a bulge, and the ground beneath their feet shifted to the right, revealing a secret passage that wasn't entirely made up of excavated dirt.

A salty, damp smell of the sea drifted into Norton's nose with the stench of decay, and he yawned with some irritation.

One big and one small looked at each other, and Norton: "Do you know that there is a secret passage here?"

Jack shook his head, obviously frightened by the secret passage, his red eyes holding back tears, his snot dripping, and the gills on his chin looked not ordinary grievances.

Norton quickly took off his coat and wiped away his tears, and snot: "Jack is an adult with rats, let's not tell Mom and Dad."

Jack clenched his fists and nodded, slowly stopping his tears.

"Big brother, should we go inside and explore?"

Norton shook his head, he was very afraid of something strange now, subspace was not the Frankfurt continent he was familiar with, although the ordinary "bad" demons and monsters could be easily purified and destroyed by him, but it was not ruled out that there was a "god" living in it.

Jack began to make a fuss, running around the storage room, nearly breaking Mr. Howell's specimens.

Looking at the rickety cabinets and bottles and jars, he had to nod his head and walk down behind him.

"Big brother! Let's not tell anyone about this, it's our secret! ”

His feet were on the dirt, soft to the touch, not like dirt but a little like meat, and Norton toe his toes to make sure it was an illusion before continuing to walk.

At the bottom, the road surface became flat, and since the feet were on the bluestone, there were rows of big-bellied mouse statues squatting on the low walls surrounding the two on both sides, which looked quite solemn through the faint oil lamps.

A subtle wave of spells came from the floor, and Norton pulled Jack up and quickly retreated, but nothing happened in the walled passage, only the echo of Norton's back-jump.

Lying down and touching the ground with your hands, it is an ancient magic rune! Norton felt weird, this wasn't a strange mystery chamber, there must be ghosts in it!

Norton picked up Jack and walked back, but a large stone slab blocked the two of them.

Concentrate the ether in his right hand and slam it on the slate, the slate does not move, not even a single crack, this can kill an elephant since the force can't push the bluestone slab.

Norton put Jack away: "Something called me, there's something in the way, we can't go back."

Jack figured out the situation, and the sensible didn't say anything.

"This slate is useless to use gravity miracles, and can only be broken through with brute force." Norton began to pray, pulling out most of the aether to strengthen himself, but he still didn't move even though he pushed or pulled the slate.

Somewhat depleted, he calmed down and touched the slate with his fingers from beginning to end. There's an ancient magic circle! And the word! Norton hurriedly recorded the information on his clothes.

Circles of ancient characters surround the stone tablets to form a magic circle, and magical inscriptions that are so subtle that they cannot be detected without attaching them to the skin protect the stone tablets.

"It's obscure, it's dirty, I can't recognize all of it." Norton was in a hurry, forgetting the conditions for the magic circle to erase, and wanted to use the subtle aether manipulation that he was not good at to destroy the inscription.

As soon as it was injected into the entire chamber, there was a mutation, and the inscription was destroyed by the indiscriminate aether, and a shriveled tentacle that had long lost its traces of life and was dripping with corpse oil reached out to Jack.

Norton was startled, and a thunder hammer in his right hand smashed into the tentacles, and the tentacles were blown to pieces by the thunder hammer, and the high temperature of the thunder hammer ignited the corpse oil, and the tentacles burned and ignited all the corpse oil hidden in the secret room.

The whole chamber was not as large as expected, it was not a secret passage that led to the location, but a hole paved with bluestone rings.

The solemn half-crouching mouse statue of Baoxiang surrounds the 3-meter-high mouse statue in the middle, forming a summoning array, and a large number of bones are scattered in the secret room, and I don't know how many sacrifice ceremonies have been held.