My air thread wrapped around the little stone fish and followed it into the keyhole. It's not a living thing, and my powers can't detect errors.
There must be some other reason why it can move, maybe it's driven by a force I don't know about.
Ordinary keys are unlocked through zigzags, which are like playing a maze game through the mechanism.
There is only one correct route. The little stone fish completes the route automatically, without any changes in the underwater fortress.
But there was a change on the island on the sea. I surfaced upwards and returned to the island. I was wrapped in bubbles and diving without a diving suit. There was no trace of water on my body after landing.
A large protruding stone plate appeared on the ground of the island. There were ten square stones horizontally and vertically on the stone plate. Each stone stone was engraved with the numbers 0-9. The stones were embedded in the plate. Each stone was about half a meter square. , this should not be pressed by hand, someone needs to stand on it, and the door will open only if you stand on the corresponding numbered stones in the correct order.
"There really is a password..."
If the stone can move, there must be a gap. Even if it is as thin as a hair, my air thread can get through.
If there is a superpower, who needs to study the code? Just go directly into the agency and see which piece is correct.
This mechanism is still a mechanism designed by ancient people. It has no circuits or computer boards, but it has 1 billion combinations. If you just try them one by one, you will be able to try them for as long as the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.
Moreover, there is a control mechanism inside the code lock. If you enter the wrong code, the door will be permanently closed.
The boat stopped at the shore, and I sat in front of the stone plate. I didn't want to be the fastest, but the most stable, and slowly searched for the correct number.
It took me nearly 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, and the stone plate shook slightly. I jumped down quickly, and the stone plate sank. Seeing that there was no other danger, I jumped on again and sank with it.
It was like an elevator, going all the way down, approximately to the bottom of the underwater fortress, and entering a dark and empty space.
There is no flashlight in this world, and there is no air underneath. I dare not use a torch, so I stay in the air bubble and take out the ore lamp to shine around.
Luminous stones are not difficult to find, but the lighting range is too small.
The mineral lamp in my hand can only illuminate the steps under my feet.
I stepped off the stone plate and walked up the steps under the stone plate. I checked before I came in. There was no other living person around the island.
With the faint light, I began to explore the underground space.
There was indeed a lot of stuff piled underneath, all covered with oilcloth and neatly stacked in rows, one row next to the other, like a courier distribution center.
I first walked along a row of goods piles, from one end to the other, and measured the length.
Then count how many rows there are and the distance between rows.
"Huh?" When I felt the floor beneath my feet shaking slightly, I was startled, thinking that this place was going to collapse.
But it only shook slightly and did not continue to shake, but a faint green light suddenly lit up around it.
I have been paying attention to whether there is any activity around me, and the supernatural power has never stopped detecting, so these green lights cannot be emitted by living things.
I walked closer to the luminous wall, and after taking a closer look, I realized that it was a wall made of luminous stones.
The entire wall glows with luminous stones from floor to ceiling, instantly illuminating the entire underground space.
Although they were not as clear as electric lights, the outlines of everything could be seen clearly.
I casually lifted up the oilcloth on the pile of goods next to me. Under the cloth were stone boxes piled together one after another.
One person can't move this thing, but two people can barely lift it.
When I opened the lid of the stone box, there was a layer of oilcloth inside, which had been treated to prevent corrosion and insects. When I opened the inner layer of oilcloth, I was stunned to see what was inside.
The stone box contains not gold and silver jewelry, but a box of candles.
I opened several boxes next to each other in turn, which contained washing powder, soap, 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 or deteriorated, and are just like new!
I walked to the next row of boxes and opened only the first box in each row.
There was no gold, silver or jewelry to be seen, it was all daily necessities.
It ranges from simple wardrobes, folding beds, camping tents, and outdoor stoves.
It's as small as needles, thread, thumbtacks, and safety pins. Let's put it this way, it's all the stuff you can find in department stores.
Ham sausage, instant noodles, eight-treasure porridge, pickles...
They cannot belong to people in this world. Obviously, this crooked-mouthed dragon king should be a time traveler like me.
But I am soul-wearing, and he may be wearing it, and he came here with so many supplies.
Many things here are "alien technology" when taken outside. They cannot be used without electricity, and if others see them, they will arouse suspicion.
However, it is very dangerous to say that it was made by myself. If it is said that it was taken from the Dragon King's treasure, the blame of black technology will only be placed on the Dragon King.
The descendants of the Dragon King are almost gone. If you want to ask him for these technologies, you can only go underground and ask him personally.
I took out a pen and notebook and counted and recorded the types and quantities of supplies.
The box that contained them was made of stone. It would be difficult to move them all out, but there was no boat that could hold them.
A small amount of luck will last a long time and be too eye-catching.
For transporting large quantities in small quantities, ancient ships are definitely not suitable.
I thought about changing the contents into a box and into a lightweight wooden box.
But there are no ready-made wooden boxes. You need to go back or buy them now or make them now.
I was worrying about how to transport the supplies back when I suddenly felt a tight pain in my chest.
That's where the square mirror is 'hanging'. What is the square mirror doing?
It seemed to be summoning something. Ten seconds later, something flew out of the cargo pile.
It flew straight towards me, as if it was equipped with a tracking device. I couldn't avoid it no matter how hard I dodge, until it successfully stuck to my forehead!
The air shield failed to stop it, it stuck to my forehead and disappeared in the blink of an eye, just like the square mirror disappeared at the beginning.
"Hiss~" I felt dizzy and staggered, holding on to the pile of goods next to me to steady myself.
That thing was very fast just now, I didn't see what it was.
What if it’s a parasite?
I have watched many old movies in the wasteland era, and I was deeply impressed by the alien beasts and parasites of the deep sea.
However, within a few seconds, a mechanical voice sounded in my head, what binding...confirmation?
confirm?
The user has been confirmed and the binding is successful!
"Hello? That was a question!" I shouted into the air, but no one answered me.
I just had a memory shoved into my head.
In other words, it is the user instructions.
"It turns out to be a storage space." I've only seen this thing in the store, never in real life.
This crooked-mouthed dragon king may not be from the same world as me.
After reading the instructions, I knew that the entire underground space was his storage space. It was controlled by the brain and could be released to be seen by everyone, or put away so that only I could see it.
The things flying into my mind are the connection lines between space and brain.
I think it is a key to space, which has more functions than ordinary keys.
"Can you put it away and take it away?" I wasn't used to communicating with the things in my mind, so I couldn't help but say what I thought of.
--Yes.
That thing is probably an intelligent product such as AI. It will answer questions in its database. If it cannot answer a question, it will remain silent.
I decided to take the space away and collect it first, making it visible only to myself.
"May I have your name?"
--kennel.
I almost laughed out loud, thinking that the previous user's name was random enough.
"Okay kennel, close the space, only visible to me."
--receive.
The huge space disappeared into the seabed out of thin air, and the fortress that lost its support sank, taking the small islands on the sea with it.
The fortress was flooded, lost its balance and fell to the bottom of the sea. It didn't take long for the sea surface to return to normal, and it was no longer possible to see that there had been an island here.
Only my dive boat remained afloat.
It has 'bubble' protection and has not been affected.
The storage warehouse seems to have entered another level of space, a space that belongs to my mind.
I used my superpower to explore the surroundings again and found no living people, so I returned to the diving boat with peace of mind and sailed towards Treasure Island.
The treasure does have a password, and those who claim to be descendants of the Dragon King may really be his descendants.
But he may not have known what was in the treasure.
The key to the storage space of the Crooked Dragon King is connected to the Square Mirror, and it seems to listen to the Square Mirror's instructions.
I entered the space for a long time, but the key didn't respond.
When the square mirror started to work, it suddenly appeared and got into my brain.
I don't understand why.
The descendant of the Dragon King only mentioned the password, not the space.
Whether he has reservations or he doesn't know yet, I think it remains to be verified.
——You have a message, do you want to check it?
Doghouse suddenly said something, which startled me.
Maybe people in Waizui Dragon King's world are used to getting along with smart products in this way, but I'm not used to it yet.
"Yes." I calmed down my heartbeat before answering.
——Hello stranger, when you receive this letter, I will have left this world.
No matter what rumors you hear, please believe that you are not my descendant.
Our civilization is heading toward destruction, and human bodies have already undergone irreversible alienation.
We have lost the ability to reproduce and using cloning technology is only a temporary solution.
Therefore, I came to this world, selected the best boys and girls, and returned to our world to continue the fire of civilization.
Perhaps it was God's will...the plan failed.
I have to stay in this world, and my life span is much longer than the people in this world.
The chosen children who called me father and whom I raised did not know the truth.
- Good luck to you, stranger!
The content of the message was very long and exceeded the scope of a 'letter'. It should be regarded as the autobiography of the Crooked Dragon King.
He has no one to talk to in this world, and only he knows his secret.
Before he died, he wrote a message and just wanted to talk, regardless of whether the recipient could understand it or not.
Anyway, I understand. He is a time-traveler like me. The difference is that I was time-traveled and he came here on his own initiative.
His original world had this technology, but it was just a one-way ticket.
