For The Ten-Year Appointment, We, The Fans, Went To Changbai Mountain

Song Chen raised the bronze dragon talisman in his hand and pointed it at the central building in the distance.

I was surprised to find that the pattern on the surface of the bronze dragon talisman was quite similar to the outline of the building.

"Is it a coincidence? Or..."

However, seeing that the top of the building coincided with the bronze dragon talisman's eyes, Song Chen took the bronze dragon talisman back in his hand and held it tightly.

"Whether it's a coincidence or not, this is the only discovery."

Ever since, Chen started running towards the tallest building in the center of the ruined city.

While running, Song Chen's eyes observed the surrounding environment from time to time.

At this time, Song Chen was running along the central passage. On both sides of the road were buildings made of soil and rocks.

The main shape is square, with windows and doors in it.

But after an unknown amount of time of being abandoned, the windows and doors no longer have any coverings.

Song Chen could easily see all the conditions in the house [corroded and collapsed wooden objects, earthen bowls smashed on the ground, and the interiors of various houses covered with thick dust.

Observing all this, Song Chen remembered Professor Zhang's speculation.

The people of Ancient Loulan chose to migrate because the climate above ground became more and more severe. However, some people of Ancient Loulan did not choose to migrate, but chose to go underground to build underground cities.

But many years later, the underground river in the rock formation above collapsed, flooding the underground city and choosing to escape.

"But looking at the condition of the house, it doesn't seem to be what Professor Zhang said."

Song Chen, who was running with the ancient black gold sword in hand, had passed dozens of houses in a short period of time.

After his observation, although the outside and inside of the building looked like they had been eroded by water, the structure inside was not what Professor Zhang said about a panicked escape.

Instead, it's like packing things up slowly and then choosing to keep the useless things.

The main reason why Song Chen made such a conjecture was that he had not seen a single corpse along the way.

If Professor Zhang's speculation was true, even if most of the bones were washed away by the water, some of the bones should remain in the room.

Instead of being as clean as it is now.

Click!!

Song Chen, who was thinking about running, triggered the mechanism under his feet again. Song Chen raised his right foot and frowned slightly.

"The construction of these institutions is simply arbitrary, there are no rules at all."

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Several crossbow arrows were fired from the alleys on both sides, breaking through the sound of wind and stabbing towards the stagnant Rong Chen.

However, what was faster than them was the speed with which Song Chen swung the ancient black gold sword in his hand.

The ancient black gold sword turned into black sword light and flashed around Song Chen's body, breaking the incoming crossbow arrows directly at the waist.

After cutting off all the incoming crossbow arrows, Song Chen sighed helplessly.

"It's obviously useless, just doing these things, but if people from the Archaeological Bureau enter, there may be danger, right?"

He kicked away the broken crossbow arrow at his feet, and the wooden arrow body corroded by time shattered into wood chips.

Song Chen was about to move forward when his ears suddenly twitched.

A weak, high-frequency sound broke into Song Chen's ears.

And the distance to Song Chen is getting closer and closer.

"what!?"

Song Chen turned his head and looked behind him. A flash of purple occupied Song Chen's field of vision.

Phew!!

Bright red blood burst into the air.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

Three Archaeological Bureau detectors wearing thick diving suits fell out of the rushing water.

Just like Song Chen before, he fell heavily to the ground,

But unlike Song Chen, who was wearing a windproof suit, the three detectors wearing special thick diving suits only lay on the ground for a while.

After getting used to the slight concussion, I got up from the ground without any problems.

"Bah, you guys...bah..."

Professor Zhang’s questioning voice kept echoing in the headphones.

Because the headphones of the three of them were worn inside the helmets, they were not lost like Song Chen.

However, due to the depth and depth of the ground, the signal still began to have intermittent problems.

For this situation, the Archaeological Bureau has already thought of a solution.

The three detectors took out several special WiFi receivers from their backpacks and began to distribute them around.

After arranging it, the three people turned on the switch of the receiver.

Soon, in the base area on the ground, the picture that was originally dark due to the signal began to appear again.

"Professor, we have a picture! The signal receiver is set up!"

The deputy was the first to see the restored lake surface and quickly informed Professor Zhang who was contacting the three people underground.

Professor Zhang took the lead and nodded: "Yes, I understand."

Then he grabbed the headset and asked the three detectors: "Can you hear me now? If so, please answer."

"Yes, it's clear, Professor Zhang."

Listening to the detector's reply, Professor Zhang quickly grabbed the headset and asked.

"Very good, is Song Chen with you?"

"No sign of Director Song Chen was found, but there were traces of human figures on the ground where we landed.

Along with the detector's voice, Professor Zhang noticed that the picture on the screen changed.

The picture shows the traces of Song Chen falling to the ground, a very clear figure on the thick sand.

In response, Professor Zhang touched his face and sighed: "It looks like it hurts."

"But there is a message left by Director Song Chen on the ground."

"Quick! Let me take a look!"

Professor Zhang expressed anxiously that he wanted to see what Song Chen left behind. The detector led the camera and began to change the screen.

Watching Song Chen ask everyone from the Archaeological Bureau to detect the surroundings, the city is full of dangerous institutions, which is too dangerous for the people from the Archaeological Bureau.

Song Chen himself was the first to enter and detect the news internally, and would come out to meet with him when the time came.

"Why did he enter first by himself?"

Professor Zhang (Qian Qian Zhao) shook his head helplessly and gave instructions to the throne detection string.

"Then you'd better stay on the periphery and observe, and be careful not to trigger the mechanism."

"yes!"

Professor Zhang looked at the scene that started to move again, nervously clasping everything with his hands and sighed.

"Song Chen doesn't know what's going on now."

"Well!"

Blood was flowing down the scratched wound on his cheek. Feeling the heat on his face, Song Chen had no time to check the wounds on his face.

Because there is something more deadly at this time.

Seeing the purple light and shadow that occasionally appeared in his field of vision, Song Chen frowned tightly.

It was impossible to capture the purple figure with dynamic vision alone.

Song Chen, who was holding the ancient black gold sword, wiped the wounds on his face and wiped the blood from his fingers onto the ancient black gold sword.

"It looks like the next thing is going to be interesting. Are you the truth behind the demise of this place?".