Zhang Ming pushed hard for a while, but the door didn't move at all. After thinking about it carefully, he gave up using brute force.
"It looks like a fallout shelter. The door is so thick that it can be used to defend against nuclear bombs."
The method of using the Ax of the Abyss to chop down the door is really stupid and laborious.
He couldn't help but joke: "Little secretary, how about I send you in? You help me open the door from the inside. Shimama used to do this job, but now it is paralyzed from exhaustion, and I'm afraid it won't be able to do it."
Xiao Gourd was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Zhang Ming to be so thick-skinned. He couldn't help but said quietly: "It's okay for you to throw me in." But let me state in advance that I have very little strength and can only pick up objects of about 50 kilograms. And I don’t have the ability of ‘Eye of Time and Space’. I like bright places, but my vision is not good in such a place...]
"seriously?"
[Okay, human, to be honest, I'm a little afraid of dark environments, please...please don't throw me away! 】
"Haha, if you tell the truth earlier, you won't be embarrassed."
Master Shimama sat up in shock while dying of illness in her backpack, trembling slightly: "Are you too focused on sex and not on friends? You should throw her out to temper her courage!"
"How about you, Master Shimama, come?"
The smelly stone closed its mouth. It was really tired, otherwise it would have to volunteer.
Zhang Ming's eyes flashed red, and he instantly saw the internal structure of the door clearly. He pondered it in his mind for a while, but it was not too complicated.
The simpler and cruder things are, the less likely they are to be damaged. This is true no matter which civilization it is placed in.
Then he took a deep breath, stretched out a hand, and reached into a discontinuous point in space.
This hand passed directly through the thick door and entered the room.
Zhang Ming swallowed, grabbed a valve-shaped object, and twisted it a few times.
However, in the next moment, something cold and sticky stuck to the hand he had passed through.
This feeling is not too wonderful, as if it is being slowly rubbed by a piece of cold asphalt - maybe this monster is also wondering why an arm of intelligent life suddenly appears on its own territory.
Can it be eaten?
Zhang Ming noticed that the monster was licking the flesh on his arm with its tongue, rolled his eyes, and activated the "Stone Skin Gland" ability.
"Hey, buddy, you can't bite me now that I've turned into stone, right?"
As a result, in the next moment, a row of sharp teeth bit his right arm with great force, like the crushing force of a 10,000-ton hydraulic press. It bit through the protective clothing produced in the human laboratory in an instant!
The sharp teeth came into contact with the petrified skin, making a sharp "gurgle" sound.
The shadow beast in the dark environment is extremely powerful and its bite force is amazing.
Zhang Ming bared his teeth, resisting the excruciating pain, and cursed in his heart: "You like to bite rocks, don't you? I will burst your belly with rocks after I go in!"
The bright golden light bloomed instantly, briefly scaring the opponent away, but it also stirred up a hornet's nest, and more shadowy things were gathering towards this side.
He seizes the time and twists the valve hard several times. After finally twisting it to the end, he pulls his arm back from the spatial discontinuity point.
Hundreds of tooth marks appeared on the petrified arm, which were densely packed and emitted black energy under the sunlight.
This decaying smell was like sulfuric acid, and it actually corroded some of the surrounding metal doors.
What's more, deep in his heart, he once again had that weird feeling that was similar to "disreality" and somewhat pleasant.
On the contrary, the exposure to the sun made him feel a sense of loss.
Under the influence of the blood coagulation regeneration constitution and King Kong, the black gas gradually dissipated after about a minute, and the wound was basically restored.
Zhang Ming frowned. The black energy seemed to have strong contagious power and unique psychological temptation. If left unchecked, it would seem to turn him into a "shadow beast".
But if treated with light in time, if the pollution is not serious, it can return to normal.
With a hard push, the metal door was pushed open.
The sound of "rumbling" spread far and wide in this silent continent.
As the sunlight shone into the room, the monster that was hiding inside suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Ming's pupils dilated and he saw a very strange corridor. From the walls to the floor to the ceiling, there were actually shiny mirrors!
Even if there is only a little sunlight that penetrates, it will be reflected by many mirrors and the corridor will be illuminated brightly.
He soon realized that this was a special defense mechanism. The reason why the civilization abandoned the surface was because the surface could not develop this special defense mechanism.
It's just a pity that even after all the hard work and preparations, the shadow beast finally broke through the defense line.
"I belong to the Yanjiao clan and have a long golden name. Are there any living creatures in your area?"
"I don't have any ill intentions, I just happened to pass by here."
"If you encounter difficulties, do you need help?" He uttered a spiritual message and spread it along the mirror corridor to the interior of the continent.
It would be best if we could find a living person, and there would be no need to even explore.
It's just a pity that there was no response.
Zhang Ming took a deep breath and looked at the time. It was now two o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was gradually heading west, and the sunlight was still strong.
To be on the safe side, he would have to go back in about two hours.
There was nothing to explore in this corridor of pure mirrors. He thought that his ability to save his life was excellent, and he could go deeper.
Even deep down in his heart, he had a long-lost passion, and the charming unknown was like a mysterious veil under the moonlight, waiting for him to uncover it.
Maybe it's because the peaceful life has been too long and a little spiritual stimulation is needed.
"Oh, life is like this, what you can't get is the best."
After being mentally prepared, Zhang Ming picked up a special communicator that looked a bit like a leaf and put it on his ear.
This is a civilization communicator produced using the power of world consciousness, which can communicate across dimensions.
The principle is quite simple. As long as the Gaia consciousness of the earth separates a small split body, a communicator can be made.
It has little impact on Gaia's consciousness. Just like humans, it undergoes a slow metabolism.
Producing about 5 communicators every year does not have much impact. If you want more, you will have to spend "World Source".
But it is not difficult for those who can, but it is not difficult for those who are difficult. Today, there is only one person with high authority on the earth, Zhang Ming; if Zhang Ming dies, there will be no one here on earth.
In addition, using this kind of communication consumes the high-level energy of "the source of the world".
The call charge is calculated based on the distance of the call.
At the current distance, 10 days of communication time consumes about 1 point of World Source - although it is not too expensive, well, the snake people civilization volunteered to bear the cost and directly gave Zhang Ming 20 units of World Source!
After all, humans have a transcendent, so they definitely can't be stingy with the money.
"Hey, do you hear that?"
"I heard it, please give instructions!"
"I'm going to enter this mirror corridor now. It's dark inside. I don't know how long it is. The electromagnetic waves should be isolated. So I can only communicate through the current method."
"You can learn from this defense method that uses mirror reflection. Maybe you can use it in the future."
The operator in the headset said: "Mr. Zhang, why don't you come back first and explore tomorrow? We can make better special armor with a light compartment inside. This kind of armor should have good protective capabilities."
"It's okay. I have to be quarantined after I go back. I might as well explore more at once."
"It's the same with 'King Kong'. If I find something is wrong, I will come back."
"If I die in some incredible way, you can think of a solution on your own, or jump to other places." Zhang Ming laughed at himself and turned on the flashlight, "I will report to you through the earphones what I find. , the instruments in the backpack will also automatically send data, right?"
"Yes, please keep your headphones on."
Suddenly, the mirrors around the corridor reflected countless flashlights and countless mirror effects of himself.
This scene is quite terrifying.
Zhang Ming looked in the mirror, and inexplicably felt that the reflection of himself in the mirror, and the gourd following him, had a strange and eerie feeling.
The staff at the backstage felt numb after what he said, but they couldn't object. You've already given up and we're still trying to figure it out. We can only consider the worst option...
Zhang Ming took a deep breath, increased his concentration, and kept walking down. The sound of "ta-da-da" footsteps was particularly clear in this silent corridor.
It was getting darker and darker ahead, as if there was a layer of gray-black mist covering the surroundings, with only a flashlight emitting a faint light.
Zhang Ming activated the ability of "stoneskin glands" to turn himself into stone and reduce the hatred of monsters.
Suddenly, he sensed something.
"The temperature seems to have dropped a few degrees...is it because we are underground?"
The staff at the rear quickly recorded: [According to the instrument display, the surrounding temperature has dropped by 2.3 degrees, and the visibility in the netherworld has dropped significantly. The average person's vision can only see about 1-2 meters in the surrounding area. 】
[Theoretically, the temperature inside this continent will be the same as that of sea water. 】
After a while, the sunlight outside completely disappeared.
Zhang Ming smelled a rotten smell, which may be due to the lack of ventilation for a long time.
This air is sucked into the lungs and makes it uncomfortable.
So he took out a gas mask from his backpack and put it on his head.
Taking a few more steps forward, he heard a muffled cry, faint, gurgling, and a bit miserable.
I asked Hulu and Shimama, but neither of them heard anything.
(End of chapter)
