I don't know how long it took, but the elevator finally stopped in an unknown space.
Song Ziyu followed Marcus out of the elevator.
The bright incandescent lights of the underground world are so bright that it makes your eyes feel swollen.
After passing through the corridor, the light stabilized, and Marcus said: "The bacteria were routinely disinfected when we passed through, so don't panic."
After passing through the disinfecting tunnel, a busy laboratory appeared in front of Song Ziyu.
Song Ziyu was very curious about what the people in the laboratory were doing, but he was very inexperienced and couldn't tell anything after looking at it for a long time.
Marcus didn't mean to explain. He didn't even bother these people and took Song Ziyu directly through the laboratory.
"Do you think those busy people in front are the core here?" Marcus asked inexplicably.
Song Ziyu nodded without knowing why.
Marcus said: "Then you are wrong. What you see next is the core of Monsanto's 150-year-old business."
After passing the laboratory, an alloy door appeared in front of the two of them.
Obviously, this is no longer a place that ordinary people can enter.
Marcus took out an ID card and swiped it, then checked his iris and fingerprints, and then entered a thirty-two-digit dynamic password.
After a series of complicated operations, the door to the laboratory finally opened.
What caught his eye was a series of murals with extremely strange styles.
The murals we are talking about at this time are real murals. They are not the kind of murals painted with brushes or oil paints, but... real paintings on rock walls.
These murals are so bizarre and disgusting to look at.
Song Ziyu looked forward intently from the beginning of the mural, but after looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't understand what was painted on it.
"Is this the core secret of Monsanto?"
Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask.
Marcus nodded.
"It's a bit ridiculous!" Song Ziyu said.
"That's because you are simple enough to find it ridiculous... If I told you that these murals were accurately estimated to be at least 40,000 years old through carbon testing, would you still despise it?"
Hearing this, Song Ziyu was in awe!
How long is the history of mankind?
Five thousand?
a thousand years?
Anyway, counting up to five thousand years, civilization has already broken down.
What kind of evolutionary journey did human beings go through five thousand years ago? Only in the ancient myths and stories passed down by rumors can we get a glimpse of the so-called truth.
So……
Facing this 40,000-year-old mural, Song Ziyu had a completely different mentality.
This mural may be an apocalypse from ancient human ancestors to modern people.
"What does this mural say?" Song Ziyu asked.
Marcus' finger mural begins: "Forty thousand years ago, there was a time when the world was dark."
"How do you know?" Song Ziyu asked curiously.
"Didn't you see that there is nothing on this mural?"
Marcus explained.
"Then just because it has nothing, you can be sure it's dark?"
Song Ziyu opened his eyes wide.
Marcus smiled mysteriously and said, "Sometimes, it takes patience and imagination to interpret what ancient humans left me."
Song Ziyu was completely speechless.
Is there any difference between this one and this one?
Marcus continued: "Actually, I can't say that there is nothing on this mural. I can only say that your eyes deceive you."
Song Ziyu's eyes opened even wider, but unfortunately he still couldn't see any "truth".
"This painting was once painted with a dark background using ink carbon. Unfortunately, as time went by, ink carbon could not retain its color like other mineral pigments, so it disappeared over time. But through sophisticated instruments, We can still find evidence of their existence," Marcus explained.
"Keep talking."
Song Ziyu decided not to interrupt, because interrupting was meaningless and he was not a master of leverage.
Marcus pointed to the second mural and said: "Because of the long period of darkness, perhaps because of some things that even the mural authors don't know, the world has quietly changed."
"The dead began to rise, the living were eaten by the dead..."
Marcus pointed to the third mural and continued: "Look at these people around the bonfire. They are praying or performing sacrifices."
"The ancients were really ignorant." Song Ziyu thought to herself, if prayer is useful, is there any need to go to work and drive screws?
Marcus chuckled and said: "You Yuxia people are different from us in the Lighthouse Country. You don't believe in ghosts or gods. You even had no king or father for a while... You should know that God exists! If you don't believe it, look at it. !」
As he spoke, Marcus pointed to the fourth mural.
On the mural, a sunflower with a smiling face appeared.
Good guy, the smiling face from 40,000 years ago is almost as good as the dog head on WeChat. There is a little bit of time in the funny face to give it the precipitation of time.
"Is this a magic horse thing?" Song Ziyu asked.
Marcus said: "We didn't know what it was, but we were willing to name it the Flower of the Sun."
"The flower of the sun appears, and the world has light."
Marcus pointed to the next mural.
On the mural is a person's back, which occupies the entire mural and looks very majestic.
For some reason, Song Ziyu always felt that this figure from behind seemed familiar.
But Song Ziyu smiled, what a joke, almost like a ghost.
Forty thousand years ago, it was impossible to reach relatives.
"The person in this mural was named Ancestor by my ancestors."
"He has human characteristics and is almost like the clothes of modern people. Look at his feet. Are they a pair of Nike Adidas style hiking shoes?" Marcus pointed at the mural and analyzed it lucidly. He felt a little bit like a cerebral thrombosis.
Hearing this, Song Ziyu angrily cursed: "Bullshit, it's obviously Hongxing Erke. Look, there's a dent here."
"This is the refraction phenomenon caused by the uneven stone..." Marcus argued.
"Even the eyes of a dead fish can't tell that this is refraction." Song Ziyu was speechless.
"Okay, this argument is boring, let's continue reading." Marcus pointed to the next mural and said: "The appearance of the ancestor saved mankind, and the corpses were wiped out."
"How did he do it!?" Song Ziyu looked at the mural and saw that it was full of sunflowers with dog heads and smiling faces.
Is this Dave Player’s Plants vs. Zombies?
Song Ziyu continued to look at the next mural, and saw that under the scolding of the ancestor, the mural was full of scenes of sunflowers fighting with corpses.
At this time, there is already a sun in the sky...
The sun is coming out!
Does this mean life is getting better?
At this point, the mural has ended.
But Song Ziyu still felt confused.
"Does your mural have anything to do with the vines I brought you?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Whether it is related or not, we still need to test the genetic sequence before we can say it." Marcus said, "But you should take a look at this."
Marcus suddenly opened a curtain next to the stone wall, revealing a typical Western realistic oil painting!
See this mural!
Song Ziyu just collapsed on the ground!
because!
What is painted in this oil painting...is exactly a "sunflower" with its teeth and claws dancing!
No, it's not a sunflower, it just looks like a sunflower.
But Song Ziyu has seen his true appearance...
In Wensong settlement!
In that dark space, that space full of hanged people...that terrifying mouth of the abyss.
If Song Ziyu still has reasons to quibble...
But the rising thorns and vines in the "Sunflower" oil painting made Song Ziyu instantly lose his ability to argue.
"Fuck you!" Even though Song Ziyu had a thousand words to say, he only managed to choke out a national curse.
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