Any rational person would know that it was absurd to use the historical point of view before the emergence of the Colossal World to explain a civilization relic hidden deep in the subspace.
However, in this situation, the two knowledgeable Chinese scholars were affected by the inertia of the education they had received in the past and could not recognize this point, causing them to argue until their faces turned red.
"Professor Song, no matter how I think about it, I still feel that this wooden house can't be a building from the Iron Age." Walking to the front of the wooden house, the round-faced young man continued to carefully observe the overall structure and insisted.
The thin middle-aged man next to him waved his hand. "Alright, Worker Zheng, we're now in a situation where both sides say that they're right, so it's too early to jump to conclusions. Let's go into the house to see if there are any other clues.
I hope that there's nothing inside. "
As they spoke, the two of them walked half a circle around the house and came to the side of the wooden house with a door.
The skinny middle-aged man did not rashly push the door open. Instead, he took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on. He even held his breath as he carefully touched the door made of logs. A hint of joy appeared on his face. "It's not decayed. It's well preserved."
"It must be the wood. Otherwise, it's impossible for there to be no signs of oxidation even in a vacuum environment," the round-faced young man said excitedly.
"It's very likely. Looks like we'll have to take samples and bring them back for analysis." The skinny middle-aged man nodded and exerted a little force on his arm to push the door. To his surprise, he saw the wooden door slowly open silently.
There was no sun in the sky of the mystic realm, but there were clouds that emitted gentle light. When the light shone into the dark wooden room through the open wooden door, it was as if the room had suddenly lost all its warmth and became gloomy and cold.
The furnishings in the house could not be seen clearly, but they could vaguely see the ceiling and the four walls of the room covered with mud that was constantly oozing water droplets.
The thousands of water droplets slowly slid down along the green moss that looked like a ghost's face, looking indescribably eerie and terrifying. The round-faced young man gulped and stuttered, "T-This is … Professor Song, this is …"
"Don't be nervous, Worker Zheng. This could be a deliberate imitation of the cave's living environment." Feeling the chill that seeped into his bones, the skinny middle-aged man composed himself. "Let's go in and take a look." He mustered his courage and walked into the wooden house.
When their eyes gradually adapted to the dark environment, they found that not only the walls and ceiling, but even the floor of the wooden house was covered with a thick layer of wet mud. The hundreds of meters of indoor space looked like a small swamp.
On the other side of the swamp, there was a stone platform about four to five feet tall, covered with tattered brocade. It was the only ornament in the empty wooden house.
"Altar, Professor Song. That should be an altar, right? So, this is a God Temple. A pity, it would appear that the God Statue has disappeared," the round-faced young man said, pointing at the altar. For a moment, he had forgotten his fear.
"Primitive worship doesn't necessarily have a God Statue. It could be some kind of natural phenomenon …" The skinny middle-aged man replied excitedly, "Forget it, let's stop guessing. We'll know once we go take a look."
The ground was muddy and difficult to walk on. It was just a distance of more than ten meters, but it was difficult for them to walk. The two of them finally arrived at the altar and turned on the cold flashlight to shine on it. They found out that the altar was not covered with brocade but a tattered leather drawing that was sewn together by pieces of colored leather with a radius of seven to eight feet.
"World map, this is a map. Professor Song, this is a map drawn on leather, right?" With the help of a small light source, the round-faced young man observed the leather on the altar in a daze. More than ten minutes later, he rubbed his tired eyes and shouted excitedly.
"This is indeed a map, Worker Zheng. Not only that, it's a world map, a map of the supernatural realm," the skinny middle-aged man said with certainty, "It seems like everything here has nothing to do with the Chinese civilization at all. No wonder it can't be categorized using the history of Earth's civilization.
However, no matter what, this secret realm is a major discovery and it's very valuable. Moreover, it's found in the Amazon jungle. Perhaps it really has something to do with the world's gate. "
"That's right, Professor. We've really made the right choice to go on this trip. Hehe, hehe …" The round-faced young man could not help but laugh out loud as he thought of the bright future.
At this moment, he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder. Subsequently, a slightly creepy male voice came from behind him, "You guys are wrong. This secret realm is indeed a Chinese civilization relic."
This unexpected voice made the two Chinese scientists who were in high spirits freeze right away. After being stunned for a long time, they suppressed their uneasiness and turned their heads slowly. They shone their flashlight and at the same time, they saw a face with a thick beard smiling at the corner of his mouth.
"Professor Fu, I … Didn't I ask you to assist Professor Liu to identify … identify the type of the rock foundation of the island and its formation age? Why are you here?
And you … You recommended yourself to join the relic exploration team. Don't tell me that you don't even know a little bit of archaeological knowledge? How can you … How can you touch others behind their back and make noise when they're working!
Doing this at the site of a relic is the biggest taboo in archaeology. Do you know that this … this can sometimes kill people? Do you know that!? " After recognizing who the person behind him was, the skinny middle-aged man's pale face flushed red right away. He was flustered and exasperated as he stammered incoherently.
"Professor Fu, what are you doing? W-When did you come behind us? What the hell? Ptui, ptui! Why is there no sound at all? T-This is really scary!" The round-faced young man also shouted angrily.
The archaeological sites were nothing more than tombs, relics of civilization, and sunken ships. All of them were the resting places of the dead, so it was easy to provoke incredible and unexplainable disasters. For this reason, archaeologists in any country had a common rule to abide by when they were working, which was to never joke or fight with each other. It was not without reason that the Chinese scientists were angry.
However, the person standing behind them did not show any apology at all. With the same smile, he said, "Professor Song, Engineer Zheng, I've been following behind you all the time. It's just that you haven't noticed it yet."
"Professor Fu, why are you following us instead of working with Professor Liu?" Looking at the smiling face of the person behind him that was flickering under the flashlight, the skinny middle-aged man's heart suddenly tightened inexplicably as he blurted out.
"Because I'm not interested in the age and type of rocks on this island under our feet at all. The only thing that can attract my attention in this secret realm is this wooden house," Zhang Lisheng answered faintly and walked up to the high platform. He walked up to the high platform and extended his hand to stroke the leather on the platform. "And indeed, this place did not disappoint me."
"Professor Fu, what are you doing? This is a precious cultural relic! How can you touch it directly with your hands? The sweat on your hands will corrode …" The round-faced young man, who had a slower reaction, did not notice the abnormality of the expedition's' foreign aid 'so he shouted loudly. When he was about to stop Zhang Lisheng from touching it, the skinny middle-aged man by the side pulled his sleeve.
"Researcher Lee, Researcher He, are you there? Researcher Lee, Researcher He, are you there?" After that, the skinny middle-aged man first called out to the true disciples of the Chinese sect who were responsible for his safety.
When he saw that there was no response, his face turned a little pale. Forcing a smile, he asked, "Professor Fu, do you know where the comrades from the Religious Affairs Bureau, who entered the house with us, who are the superpower users, have gone?"
"One of them is a Taoist disciple while the other is a Buddhist monk. How could they break into such a holy land of witchcraft?" Zhang Lisheng grabbed the leather on the high platform and gently lifted it up with an irrepressible joy on his face.
At the same time, he said casually, "That's why I killed them as soon as I entered the door.
That's right, Professor Song, do you know what I'm holding in my hand? "
Upon hearing Zhang Lisheng's words, an indescribable chill rose from the bottom of the skinny middle-aged man's heart, causing him to open his mouth and let out two extremely hoarse 'Ah! Ah!' before he could no longer make any sound.
At this time, the round-faced young man beside the middle-aged man also noticed the abnormality. Gulping, he said with a pale face, "D-Killed! You've killed them! Professor Fu, y-you're joking, right? It's not good for you to make such a joke in such a place."
Zhang Lisheng ignored the two Chinese scientists' horrified expression and answered his own question, "What I'm holding is the skin shed by the great god who created human beings in ancient Chinese mythology and legend, Nuwa. It's also her Kingdom of God.
If I'm not mistaken, there's still something hidden under this' tablecloth 'made of shed skin … "When he reached here, he pulled the leather on the high platform and forcefully lifted it up.
A huge force lifted the scales that were spread on the high platform that was hundreds of meters long, revealing an unimaginably huge incomplete corpse that was covered.
The corpse lay sprawled on the mud, with silky hair draped over the head. The left half of the face had charred bones while the right half retained a beautiful and serene look. The incomplete arms were under the head, and there were countless wounds that vaguely revealed the skeleton on the chest and abdomen that were riddled with holes. Further down, there was a long snake body with a scarred tail.
"The remains of the Great Goddess Nuwa! The remains of the Great Goddess Nuwa who died to mend the sky!" When Zhang Lisheng saw the corpse's appearance, he knew that his prediction had come true. Finally, he shouted in ecstasy.
As his shout echoed in the wooden house, Zhang Lisheng's body began to expand slowly. Both of his feet closed to form a slender snake tail. His delicate skin gradually changed color and hardened into irregular scales that were a mixture of red, yellow, and blue.
The hair on his head and chin fell down. Then, mountains, earth, and oceans began to appear on his body that was nearly 200 centimeters long and was cut according to the golden ratio. After more than ten seconds, he transformed from a human into a demon.
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