Chapter 860
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"It's useless. The top is made of metal. The thickness of the rock is beyond your imagination. You can't break it." Amelia was relieved as she saw that Dudian's attack was ineffective. She said in a casual tone.
Dean frowned. Amelia wasn't wrong. It would be difficult to break the metal wall with his current strength unless he attacked the same place day after day. But it would take too long and he wouldn't be able to hold on. Even if he used the ice claws that were embedded in the golden meatballs he wouldn't be able to create any effect. After all, the thickness of the metal was almost completely ineffective. The hardness of the metal was beyond his knowledge of most of the metals.
Even chromium, which was known as the strongest metal, might not have such hardness. Moreover, chromium was silver-white but the metal in front of him was golden. The inner layer was dark red. He didn't know the characteristics of such a metal. But he thought that it might be an alien spaceship so he could understand it. It was most likely a metal from an alien planet.
"I don't think it's for load-bearing, right?" Dean let go of the sword and jumped down from the rock wall. He landed in front of Amelia. His beast-like figure exuded a ferocious aura. He calmly looked down at Amelia. There was a trace of fear in her eyes: "You have lived here for generations. How do you deal with the excrement?"
"Excrement?" Amelia was startled. She didn't expect Dudian to say such a dirty thing. It was even more embarrassing for a man to say it to a woman. But she thought that her body was exposed to Dudian's eyes. She didn't want to hide it anymore. She said in a sarcastic tone: "Have you been hungry for too long? How can you be interested in this thing?"
"Outside your tribe, when I first came here, I didn't smell any stink of excrement along the way. Logically speaking, with the number of people living here, the amount of excrement produced every day should be astonishing. Accumulating every day, accumulating year after year, it should have piled up into a mountain and the stench should have spread for miles. But in fact, it didn't. There was a trace of interest in Dean's eyes: "Can you tell me where these things went?"
Amelie was surprised. She understood why Dean would mention such a dirty thing. Although it was dirty but it was a vital issue. It could lead to the secret of their tribe. Her heart sank again. Dean couldn't break the metal wall and basically had reached a dead end. But she felt that he had other means.
"I don't know. I'm a goddess so I'm not interested in these things. If you are interested then you can ask the villagers to contribute something to you." Amelie looked at Dudian.
Dean stared at her eyes for a moment. He turned around and came to the front of the Aragami. He lifted his sharp limbs and continued to cut the rock wall next to the Aragami's remains.
Amelia frowned as she looked at Dudian's back. There was an ominous premonition in her heart.
"Do you know how the hunters track down the monsters?" Dean didn't look back as he talked to Amelie: "The feces and footprints left by the monsters are the most valuable clues for the hunters to track them. That's why you haven't dumped the feces out for generations. I didn't smell any human feces when I was outside. I don't think the space here can hold the feces. So you should have a special way to deal with the feces or a special channel to transfer the feces far away so that the monsters don't smell the feces."
Amelie's heart was getting colder as she listened to Dean's words. She felt that her limbs were getting cold.
"If there is such a channel then that's where we can escape." Dean said: "In addition to the feces channel there should be an air purification channel and other channels."
He didn't regard this primitive village as a primitive tribe after seeing the laser cannons. After all, the place where the great priest lived was full of high-tech equipment.
Amelie bit her lips: "Even if there is such a channel, do you want to climb out from a channel full of feces?"
"Why not if I can survive?" Dean said: "But don't worry. I'm not looking for this channel."
Amelie clenched her fingers. She felt a burst of suffocation and powerlessness. She thought that she would force Dean into a desperate situation again. She didn't expect that Dean would find a new way out and hope. It seemed that he would never face any difficulties.
After a moment, Dean chiseled to the deepest part of the rock wall next to the Aragami. With a 'ding' sound, a metal rock wall was exposed. He chiseled away all the rocks around the metal rock wall. He found that the metal rock wall was oval in shape. It was connected to the top of the golden wall. It was obviously unrealistic to dig a tunnel from the depths of the channel to leave the village.
Dean was not surprised. He just frowned and continued to dig the earth. This time he changed the direction of digging deeper into the ground.
He continued to dig along the metal rock wall. After digging out thirty to forty meters of soil, he chiseled out a metal plate. It was very smooth.
"So that's how it is …" Dean looked at the metal plate in the depths of the ground and finally understood. There was a trace of shock in his eyes. He had a lot of speculations in his mind from the various signs of the village. It should be known that in the abyss, there would be countless monsters who could survive for hundreds of years. The protection from the outside was far from enough. After all, there were many monsters who could drill into the ground and even inhabit the rocks. If there was no corresponding protection, these monsters would become the number one enemy that would destroy the village. This metal plate buried in the ground responded to his speculation.
The entire village was contained in a metal ball.
Or …
The entire village was in the alien spaceship that he had previously guessed!
The reason why he thought so was that in addition to what he saw in front of him, there was also the fact that the great priest had asked him for the map. She was going to lead the clan to migrate. This made him come up with such an inference. After all, even if the great priest was stupid, she should know how dangerous it was to migrate on foot. The probability of annihilation was almost 100%. But she still insisted on asking for the map. There were only two possibilities. The first was that they had to migrate or they would be destroyed. The second was that they had to migrate and at the same time they had a special migration method that wouldn't lead to the extinction of the clan.
Now that he thought about it, if they were living in the alien spaceship, then the migration was likely to be on the spaceship. In this way, the risk would be much smaller.
"If this is the spaceship then the control room is the place where the great priest lives?" Dean recalled the things that he had seen in the metal cabin. The decoration was relatively luxurious. It didn't feel like the control center of the spaceship. If it wasn't the control room then the control room should be in another secret place. Perhaps only the great priest or the goddess knew about it.
But most of the time the great priest was needed to open the spaceship.
He thought so because the great priest didn't hysterically rescue Amelia after she was taken hostage by him. She didn't panic either. At most she was sad. If the goddess was the key to open the spaceship then Amelia's life was related to the safety of the entire clan.
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