When Lan Mu returned to Mars, he found that Zhao Bu had already returned.
He nodded. Without him in the way, it was easier to do things.
"Even these man-made traces can barely be seen, let alone the cultural relics left behind."
Lan Mu searched underground for a long time and did not even find a fossil. If Mars really had a civilization, 15 million years was definitely not enough to erase everything.
"A large number of ironware should be ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Identification gas can't distinguish effective information from things in this form. I must find man-made objects that can be seen with human eyes. "
Time passed unknowingly, and Lan Mu finally found a piece of ironware completely mixed in between rocks.
To be precise, it was an alloy. Perhaps because it was effectively protected in the rocks, it was not completely worn away by time.
"Looks like a semicircular hat? Identify it. "
"Value 5, born 15 million years ago."
"It's a rocket fragment that the last inhabitants of the Draconic Continent exterminated the Mance civilization."
Lan Mu's mind raced. Although he did not know what the two forces represented, from the name of the Draconic Continent, he temporarily guessed that it was Earth.
"Maybe the Draconic Continent refers to Asia? So, their rocket technology is at least at the level of hitting from Earth to Mars. "
"In that case, this should be a fierce battle between two neighboring planets, like a war between two countries across the ocean on Earth."
"Two remnants in a row are from the Draconic Continent, but the Mance civilization left nothing behind. This means that in terms of material technology, their creations are much weaker. After 15 million years, all traces have been erased, but the weapons that the Draconic Continent used to kill them have been preserved."
Lan Mu's imagination was purely based on his imagination. In his imagination, it was a prehistoric battle where countless rockets pierced through the heavens and bombarded the land of Mars from outer space.
Because of the suppression of technology, all the buildings on the surface of Mars were destroyed, forcing them to live underground.
But in the end, they were still completely wiped out.
And Mars may have also changed its climate because of this war, becoming no longer suitable for living.
After thinking about it for a while, Lan Mu no longer cared about it. After all, there was nothing to prove it. Mars had already changed beyond recognition.
There was too little information left behind, and the city was blended into the ground, making it difficult to identify.
Lan Mu couldn't do anything about such ancient matters.
"Dragon Continent … I really care about this name! Why do I feel like … forget it … "
"There are still five minutes before the transformation. Nine Heavens is a pretty good transformation. Let's return to the Lord God's Space first."
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Lan Mu waited silently in the Lord God's Space for his transformation. Not long after, his body changed drastically.
He felt as if he had transformed into a qilin. He stretched out his four limbs and supported himself on the ground.
"Tiger's head, single horn, dog's ears, dragon's body, lion's tail, and qilin's feet. Its entire body is white, like a dog. "
In the blink of an eye, Lan Mu turned into a creature that looked like a dog but wasn't a dog, a dragon but wasn't a dragon, a tiger but wasn't a tiger, a lion but wasn't a lion, and a kirin but wasn't a kirin.
"What is this … eh?"
Lan Mu had just transformed. Normally, he would have to make a judgment based on his appearance and the information he already knew. But this time, he directly sensed the information and knew what he had changed into.
"The Harken!"
"So that's how it is. This is the first time I know who I am and what abilities I have as soon as I transform."
"The Harken can discern all things in the world, especially the hearts of people … This feeling is amazing. It's no ordinary sound, but a sound that contains infinite complex information."
Lan Mu couldn't describe this feeling. It was abnormally mysterious. If he had to forcefully describe it, he could only use an analogy to describe it.
The Harken probably had some kind of high-dimensional psychic talent.
When looking at three-dimensional objects from the fourth dimension, because three-dimensional objects were exposed to the fourth dimension at all levels, everything that was originally sealed and blocked was juxtaposed in parallel. This wasn't something that was' seen through '. Instead, everything was unfolded at the same time, and it was exposed to the outside world. This kind of unfolding was at all levels, and it contained an indescribable amount of information.
For example, a sealed container could first see the objects inside, and the insides of these objects could also be seen, including every section of it. In this juxtaposition of the infinite levels of exposure, infinite details were revealed.
If this was really the case for three-dimensional objects in the fourth dimension, it wasn't difficult to imagine the Harken's ability.
However, it wasn't looking, but listening.
Compared to the visual sea of information, listening was much more restricted. This was because light and sound couldn't be compared. The transmission of sound was restricted too much.
But even so, the sounds in the high-dimensional world still contained a considerable amount of information. As long as it was in the atmosphere, the Harken could identify everything.
The strength of the object, its psychological activities, its origin, what it had experienced, its composition, and detailed parameters.
Psychic listening in the high-dimensional world was a top-notch eavesdropping method.
"However … I can't hear the Lord God …"
Lan Mu quickly calmed down from his excitement and tried to listen to the Lord God, but it was to no avail.
Thinking that the Harken was only a transformation of the Nine Heavens, he knew that this ability couldn't detect information from things that were too strong.
In addition, the Harken's strength was only average. In a sense, the Nine-tailed Fox demon and the flood dragon could kill it.
"Its combat strength is equivalent to the Demon Beast Killer Ball … and it happens to be a white dog."
Lan Mu didn't care much. Combat strength wasn't important, and he liked the Harken's talent more.
The Harken was a psychic divine beast, and it was meaningless to count on its boundless magical power.
"That's right, Mars also has an atmosphere. Can I understand the ruins through the Harken?"
The Harken's ability was an advanced version of the appraisal gas, and the information it obtained was more detailed and extensive.
The appraisal gas had quite a lot of limitations. For example, the amount of information it provided was very deceptive, and many characteristics couldn't be shown.
Another example was the state of matter. Everything in the world was made up of basic materials. If the Nine Cauldrons were smelted into liquid copper, the appraisal gas wouldn't know that it used to be the Nine Cauldrons. The value was also very different, and the evaluation would be 'a pile of liquid copper.'
The Harken was different. As long as it listened long enough and received enough information, it could hear the origin of things.
At first, it was a pile of liquid copper. After listening carefully, it was a pile of liquid copper. After listening carefully, it was known that the Nine Cauldrons were smelted by Yu the Great with the Nine Cauldrons. After experiencing the vicissitudes of life, it was smelted into liquid copper.
In a certain classic, the Harken was able to distinguish the real Monkey King from the fake. He recognized the Six-Eared Macaque right away. Then, he continued to listen and found out that it was sent by Guanyin. Finally, he found out that the Tathagata was involved in this.
It could tell but didn't dare to say it. It knew too much.
Lan Mu asked the Creator to send him away and returned to Mars. This was his third time exploring the ruins.
Rather than exploring the ruins, it was better to explore the geology. He wanted to read the history of 15 million years ago from the geological information.
The Creator of the ruins didn't know, and neither did the Book of Time. Although the appraisal gas could see some clues, there were too few clues.
Now that the Harken was here, he should be able to understand, right?
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