Chapter 336: Inside the Air-raid Shelter
The door of the air-raid shelter seemed to be broken open by some kind of brute force, squeezing and deforming it beyond recognition.
Xia Chao tried to bend the door with force and found that the material of the door was extremely strong. Even though he had practiced the "Dragon-Tiger Arhat Power", he was unable to bend it at all.
"It should be some kind of mixed steel." Xia Chao knew that on the human side, there were tools for four- and five-star contracted beasts that were made of special steel. They were rare and expensive.
Rich people also like to use this special steel to make armor and weapons for their contracted beasts.
"It's stronger than you think. The ultimate material you made can withstand the attack of a five-star monster, that is, a Spiritualization Stage monster. This door is stronger than that one. Only a six-star monster can break it with its full-strength attack."
"This is a lost craft." Jiang Li could tell at a glance what craftsmanship was used to make this door, which involved technology that was not currently available in the Lingxi world.
According to the current rate of development, it may take thousands of years to develop.
"Then this..."
"Is this a building from the future?" Qiushi entered the air-raid shelter and found that although the building was very old, the level of technology seemed to be much more advanced than it is now.
"Could it be that humans in the future built an air-raid shelter that can travel through time and space, and traveled to the present?" Qiushi's imagination ran wild.
"..." Bai Xueling was speechless. The ignorant are truly fearless.
Do you know how much energy it takes to allow an object of this size to travel through time?
Do you know what level of technology is needed to travel through time and space, and what level of understanding of the laws of time is required?
I'm afraid Ji Zhi can only do this after breaking through to the Tribulation Stage.
"Guess again."
Jiang Li didn't mind them guessing a few more times. He wiped the wall and judging from the degree of wear and tear, it was two thousand years old.
The air-raid shelter was pitch black, and Jiang Li snapped his fingers, and a rootless fire extended from the door to the end.
Two rows of small fireballs were like soldiers, illuminating the surroundings and allowing visitors to see the truth.
Xiaoqing turned back into a small dragon as thick as a thumb, wrapped itself around Xia Chao's neck, and looked around curiously.
The air-raid shelter had also been attacked, and the walls were deformed. There were some sci-fi guns scattered around, and there was a skeletal arm on the handle of the gun.
Xia Chao imagined a scene: the door of the air-raid shelter was knocked open by an extremely powerful monster, and the humans hiding inside attacked with weapons, but the guns were useless against the monster.
The monster rampaged and swallowed the man in the cave in one gulp, leaving only half an arm and a gun outside. The monster was not interested.
"Is this a building built by humans in the past?" Xia Chao made a bold guess after thinking for a moment.
Xia Chao and Qiu Shi are both good students who listen attentively in class, never get distracted, take notes seriously, and always rank among the top in every exam.
They learned history very well.
Xia Chao and Qiu Shi knew that the Lingxi world had a recorded and verified history of two thousand years. Before that, there were no documents, only vague, confusing and contradictory legends.
For example, legend has it that there are people who tamed beasts and became immortals, and that the earliest humans were also able to practice cultivation. There is also a legend that the history of the human race is far more than two thousand years old, and that the level of technology of humans two thousand years ago was far more advanced than it is today.
It is not known whether taming beasts to become immortal is true or not, but the immortal world does exist. It is not known whether the human race could practice it in the beginning, but Xia Chao can indeed practice it now. The appearance of Jiang Li makes these illusory legends convincing.
Xia Chao suspected that the last legend was also true.
The history of the human race is more than two thousand years old, and there was an even more glorious past before that.
"In the past? But now it is the 2,000th year of the Lingxi calendar, and it is written on the door that it is the 4,200th year of the Lingxi calendar." Qiushi was puzzled.
"Then where did our 2,000-year-old 'Lingxi Calendar' come from?"
Xia Chao stumped Qiushi with his question. Yes, he kept saying how many years Lingxi had passed, how many years Lingxi had passed.
But why is it called Lingxi Calendar? It can't be made up randomly, there must be a reason.
Is it a certain sentence, a certain story, or... before the first year of the Lingxi calendar, there was an era that used the Lingxi calendar?
The original Lingxi calendar era was destroyed, and those who survived inherited the original names and started anew.
The more Qiushi thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
"This was built by your ancestors." Jiang Li gave an affirmative answer.
Xia Chao and Qiu Shi felt that there was something wrong with using the word "ancestors".
Speaking of their ancestors, the two thought of the ancient people who wore coarse cloth and lived in the farming era.
But judging by the technological content of the air-raid shelters, I'm afraid they were the ancients.
The technological level of our ancestors was much higher than theirs.
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If you go further inside, you can see some relatively complete bones. The bones are hard and have a jade-like texture. They have not changed in more than two thousand years.
Xia Chao always felt that the corpse looked familiar, and then he suddenly realized what was going on.
"My bones are similar to this ancestor's." Xia Chao remembered that when he was training with the devil for three months, he was often pierced by the spirit sword. When he pulled out the spirit sword, he inevitably saw the bones.
My bones also have a jade texture.
"Your ancestors?" The bone-winged white tiger interrupted, making its presence felt.
"My bones were normal color before I started practicing," Xia Chao emphasized.
"He is not Xia Chao's ancestor. The changes in Xia Chao's bones were caused by practicing the Changqing Gong. He was also a cultivator when he was alive. He should have practiced a technique similar to the Changqing Gong, and his realm was higher than yours. He should be in the Nascent Soul stage."
Qiushi widened his eyes, a little surprised. It turned out that the legend was true. The human race in the past was not an auxiliary leveling tool for the contracted beasts, and it could be cultivated.
"You can fire a shot to see the power." Jiang Li picked up a gun from the ground.
After two thousand years, the gun became fragile and many parts became unusable due to the baptism of time. Jiang Li reinforced and repaired it.
Xia Chao pulled the trigger, but nothing happened.
"Missed?"
Jiang Li smiled and said, "Inject spiritual energy while pulling the trigger."
Xia Chao did as he was told. With a bang, a gunshot rang out and the spiritual energy condensed into a bullet that was fired. The power of the bullet was greater than any gun Xia Chao had ever seen.
Bai Xueling also picked up a gun with great interest. After studying it, she commented: "The design is very innovative and it is indeed specially designed for cultivators. Unfortunately, the power is not satisfactory. It is better to use the spiritual treasure directly."
Xia Chao also discovered that the power of a gun is indeed greater than that of a gun powered by gunpowder, but that's all. After practicing the "Dragon-Tiger Arhat Power", a punch he threw was stronger than a spiritual bullet.
However, this also shows that the original Lingxi world was a world of cultivators, trying to combine spiritual energy with technology. However, something unknown happened later, the history was lost, the cultivation methods were lost, the technology regressed, and the events of two thousand years ago were completely wiped out, and everything started from scratch.
Eventually they came to a wall with a long mural carved on it, annotated with messy writing.
The wall is hard, and anyone who can leave marks on it must be a cultivator at least in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
"This is the history of the Lingxi world, the history of the Lingxi era of 4,200 years."
(End of this chapter)