Force conversion, turning force field into electricity.
I don't have to program the door to unlock, just get the motor going.
"Grind..."
With a cloud of dust rising, the door slowly opened.
Gusheer, who was standing by, opened her eyes as wide as they could be:
"How did you do that?"
"Just think of it as fingerprint unlocking."
"This is a sacred temple that's tens of thousands of years old. How can it be unlocked with fingerprints?"
I just smiled. If I were to explain this, I wouldn't have any secrets left.
"Let's go! See what's inside!"
I successfully interrupted her and Gusheer walked in with me.
The walls are covered with murals.
These are what attract me the most now. I want to piece together the past experiences of the people of Shiyan.
"Is this the moon?"
In one mural, many people gathered together, holding hands, surrounding something like a stove.
Above the stove was a sphere that emitted a beam of light that shot directly towards the crescent moon in the sky.
“It should be!”
We came to the second picture, which was a picture of the sea with the words: The barrier was repaired and the sea was calm.
What does this mean? The beam of light just now was repairing... the moon, right?
Wait, they call the moon a barrier?
"What does it say?"
"Something was repaired, and the waves disappeared. That's roughly what it means."
"Could it be the moon?"
I couldn't answer her that.
"have no idea!"
The third picture shows nine spheres, and there is a tombstone on each sphere.
The text next to it reads: They can't come back, but their sacrifice is worth it, we protected our home.
"What about this?" Gusheer pointed at the words.
"They...deserve...a home."
When I said this, Gusheer only seemed to understand.
"If only we understood all of the lithic language. This is so confusing."
I thought to myself, go ahead and scratch it, I don’t have any.
Judging from these murals, they are repairing the moon.
The Shiyan people called the moon a barrier. They sent people to the nine planets to collect metals to repair the moon. In the end, none of their people came back.
We continued walking inside, and just as we entered a stone chamber, our feet suddenly began to shake.
Gusheer screamed "Ah!" and threw herself on me.
I was also shocked. What happened? An earthquake?
I grabbed Gusheer and hid under a wall. Dust kept falling, and I could only stretch out my hands to protect myself and her head.
When it calmed down, we looked at the door again and saw that it was blocked by yellow sand.
Gusheer's face turned pale: "What should we do? We are buried."
"Don't worry! There are people outside. If they find that we are buried here, they will definitely find a way to rescue us."
I looked inside the stone chamber and saw that it was full of broken things and machine parts were scattered all over the floor.
Damn! There isn't even a decent machine.
It's a bit not worth it to be buried for such a pile of junk.
The key point is that there are so many broken things on the ground that such a good door is sealed.
"Sir Zheng Yang! Is there another door over there?"
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