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The new excavation was beyond everyone's expectations. What was revealed behind the door was not a tomb chamber and a coffin, but a long and gloomy corridor.
This is not a so-called cemetery at all, this is the entrance to the underground palace.
This discovery is so exciting, especially the neatly arranged lampstands in the corridor that can hold torches, which shows that this underground palace was really used and that there was oxygen circulating in the underground palace.
At this time, experts from all walks of life are no longer obsessed with the ancient monuments on the ground. What they are thinking about is the scenery deep in the underground palace. The underground palace is bottomless and every fork in the road seems to have no end.
Professionals in protective clothing soon began the first exploration in groups. Real-time images were gradually transmitted back to the headquarters on the ground, easily attracting all the scientific researchers gathered there.
This of course also includes students from colleges and universities.
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There are a total of twenty medical rooms in the base, but they are all under the control of one command center. The wounded will be treated separately according to the severity of their injuries, and those who suffer from heatstroke are considered to have minor injuries.
Qian Ting deftly opened the double-layer curtain that was extremely airtight, then took off her coat and the silk scarf that was wrapped around her head and face.
"I saw the corridor of the underground palace and took a photo!" Qian Ting was very excited. She couldn't wait to share her joy. She was so excited that she couldn't suppress it. "It's very smooth! The corridor was completely repaired by humans. There are curled patterns carved on the edges of the walls. It's not recorded in any ruins. Maybe this time we really witnessed the discovery of a new civilization!"
The people in the tent held their breath and listened to Qian Ting's words. Someone couldn't help but ask, "New Civilization! Did you see the underground palace?"
Qian Ting also knew this person, he was a student from another university, so she puffed out her chest proudly: "I followed our professor to help and saw the real-time transmission!"
Envious voices were heard in the medical tent. Qian Ting happily walked to the beds of his juniors. As expected, he saw Su Yun sitting quietly in a chair beside the bed.
The young man lowered his head and flipped through the electronic documents in his hand. He wore a baseball cap pulled low on his head, covering most of his face.
Su Yun doesn't like to make eye contact with others. He is always like this in public.
Qian Ting had never met a child with autism, but to be honest, among all the students, Su Yun was the most pitiful. When she first met Su Yun, she was a little hesitant.
After getting to know him better, I found out that he is very well-behaved. Unlike the other three noisy interns, he is simply a little angel.
Qian Ting walked to the bedside: "How do you feel?"
Except for Su Yun, all the interns this time were knocked down by heatstroke. Heatstroke is a compulsory course in this relic archaeology. All students who come here for the first time have to fall down once. Even Qian Ting, who has been through many battles, felt a little dizzy.
Junior sister Zheng Yuting was the first to be knocked down, and now she has recovered the best. She held her book in her hands and looked at the senior sister longingly: "I feel good! I can go down again in a moment! Have you explored the corridor in the underground palace?"
"The progress was there when I left. Old Wu is still with the professor. When you are ready, you can take turns to help the professor. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Su Yun, go as soon as you have rested." Qian Ting patted the junior's shoulder encouragingly, "Yuting, are you still reading your book?"
Zheng Yuting closed the Seven Daughters of Eve in her hand and nodded: "I only brought this one, it's really interesting - all humans have the same ancestors, and the new civilization in this relic may be the same!"
The central theme of Zheng Yuting's popular science books is anthropology. It divides the ancestors of mankind into seven women, naming these mothers and compiling their deeds.
"That will have to wait until we find the remains and determine the age and DNA," Qian Ting said with a smile. "I hope that analyzing the bloodline can help us determine the name of this civilization. And once the age and race are determined, it will also be easier to find related records in other documents."
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Su Yun wrapped himself up again and strode out of the medical tent.
He found two professors in the crowded dispatch center. Like everyone else, they were staring at the screen intently and occasionally uttering sighs.
Su Yun lowered the brim of his hat, walked quickly behind them, and whispered, "Teacher Bai, Teacher Qi."
Professor Bai smiled with relief when he saw it was him: "You didn't get heatstroke? Okay, follow me and remember to take more notes. Don't waste this learning opportunity."
Su Yun nodded and followed the old man obediently.
Wu Juan followed behind Professor Qi and, like Qian Ting, patted Su Yun on the shoulder.
No one would care about the two students coming in and out. At this time, the dispatch center had completely attracted the attention of the underground palace. All people, regardless of nationality, age or gender, gathered in front of the screens. They excitedly discussed every symbol belonging to the ancient civilization, and small arguments would break out from time to time.
Hold.
There were a total of five exploration teams this time, but they passed through hundreds of side roads. What was even more terrifying was that each side road was as neat as the main road. Even the ceiling was chiseled flat, and the reliefs on the walls were as clear and delicate as ever - all of this required a terrifying amount of engineering work, and it was hard to imagine what kind of magnificent civilization this underground palace belonged to.
The five exploration teams were all fully equipped archaeologists. They were not moving fast, and every inch of the corridor needed to be tested, recorded and marked.
But compared with normal archaeological activities, the exploration speed this time was already very fast, because the aisle was very flat and there were no obstacles at all.
[This is a complete maze. If this civilization has a king and a palace, then it can only be this underground palace!] The leader of one of the exploration teams excitedly said to the person on the other side of the screen, [I guess other teams can't explain their progress either. We don't know what is at the end of these corridors, but I think our team should be special.]
The captain's judgment was correct. Other teams had passed through the rooms in the underground palace. Although the rooms here were large and small, they were fully equipped and their functions could be seen at a glance. Most of them were outposts and transit stations.
Only this team did not pass through any transfer station along the way.
[There should be something big at the end of this road!] The captain encouraged the morale as he walked, [I bet we will see a body that can be identified!]
At this time, other teams had already started their return journey, and their passages overlapped with the roads they had taken before, so they decided to return to the starting point and organize the map.
A heated discussion broke out again outside the screen, and everyone's attention was focused on the team still walking on the one-way street. They were looking forward to and fearing what would be at the end of the road.
The two professors had long been attracted by this underground palace. They were discussing intensely, and Wu Juan was also listening carefully and attentively. Only Su Yun was doing two things at once. He was looking at the screen hanging high up, and at the same time observing everyone in the dispatch center.
A bald man suddenly walked to the contact point and said seriously into the phone: "Team Three! Please pay attention to your oxygen reserves at all times and please stay safe."
Although there is oxygen in the underground palace, the scientific expedition personnel still carry oxygen tanks and their protective clothing has been strictly inspected. After all, no one can say whether there are any invisible dangers in the underground palace, so it is never too cautious when making the first contact.
However, the bald man's good intentions probably wouldn't work, because the team finally reached the end of the road, and the narrow space belonging to the aisle here suddenly expanded, like a hallway behind a door.
Here, the team touched a huge and towering stone gate with relief carvings on it.
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Under the scorching sun, a group of people entered the scientific research camp. Their goal was very direct, which was the camp's dispatch center.
"This group of scientific researchers have probably already dug up the underground palace. They're really quick." The gentlemanly-dressed man sighed. "I don't know how this news got to everyone. They must have fanned the flames."
"Cromwell, you are also a scientific researcher now." His companion strode in front of him. He was a tall man, and he was also dressed in clothes that were convenient for movement. "Leave the negotiations to you, and I will go down when the time comes."
"Sometimes I really hate your tone." Cromwell complained in a low voice, "It wasn't me who transferred you away. Don't you think your anger is unreasonable, Osman?"
The two men spoke quickly and in low voices. The people accompanying them surrounded them and everyone remained silent.
They quickly arrived at the dispatch center, and were immediately released after the shorter man showed his credentials.
At this time, there was only one screen that was lit in the tent, and this large screen reflected the appearance of the underground palace truthfully. It was a scene like hell. Under the lights of the scientific expedition personnel, countless human corpses were piled up into mountains.
After a short silence, noisy voices rolled in the tent. Everyone wanted to visit this cemetery in person, and the trembling voice of the exploration team leader came out from the loudspeaker, which seemed a little vague: [Oh my God! This is hell! We found countless corpses here. It is initially estimated that there are people of all ages. Oh my God... They were all cut throat and beheaded...]
The man codenamed Cromwell's expression twisted slightly, and he lowered his voice: "They have already dug up the first altar. This is really troublesome. We have to hurry and get rid of the bottom."
His companion seemed in a daze and did not answer, so Cromwell turned and looked: "Osman?"
The tall man ignored him. His eyes were fixed on the corner on the other side of the tent, as sharp as a hawk spotting its prey.
It was not a unfamiliar figure. The tall and thin young man stood quietly behind the commander, with the brim of his hat pulled down low, as if he wanted to cover half of his face intentionally.
"What good luck." Osman said nonchalantly, "Maybe this is God's will."
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