Chapter 128 Nine-story Demon Tower
"Look, I've said so much, cough cough." Song Yaning coughed and hinted at Gu Qingyuan madly.
"What's the matter? Tuberculosis? If you have to, hurry up and say it. I have to apply for a place in rare species research later!" Gu Qingyuan said unhappily.
The two had been friends for many years and were used to making fun of each other.
Song Yanning is good in every way except that he is not very fluent in speaking. He has to be slow and always breaks up his sentences into two parts.
"Ahem!" Song Yanning was really choked this time. After hearing what Gu Qingyuan said, he said bluntly, "Brother Gu, when you lead the team to conduct field research, can you take me with you? I also want to see the caravans of the Song Dynasty."
"Okay!" Gu Qingyuan agreed readily. It was just a matter of plane ticket, and the school would reimburse it anyway.
He is now anxious to apply for a place in rare animal research, and was so focused on asking Bifang to catch the living strange fish that he almost forgot about this matter.
When new species are discovered, they normally need to be protected on site, and they should not be relocated unless necessary.
But there are always exceptions, and that is when it comes to scientific research.
The sky is big, the earth is big, and people are the greatest.
Many large laboratories have a certain number of quotas for rare animal research. As long as the creatures have great experimental value and are not really unable to continue to reproduce, studying one or two living creatures is completely allowed.
Just get permission.
As one of the masters of biological research in China, Gu Qingyuan is naturally qualified.
Besides, Tiktaalik lived so well in the underground river that it didn't seem like he couldn't reproduce, so he asked Bifang to capture it alive.
It is simply impossible that one missing would cause huge damage.
So, after telling Bifang all the information Song Yanning had said, Gu Qingyuan quickly went to apply for a place.
"Stay here and watch the live broadcast. Don't move. If anything happens, call me immediately and I'll bring you oranges when I come back."
"Okay, teacher." Wu Gang felt that this was a bit strange, but he nodded anyway. He watched quietly as the teacher pushed open the dormitory door and left, then he punched hard.
"Great, I can finally give a reward!"
Holding the mouse, Wu Gang skillfully opened the reward interface and gave out a few meatballs, feeling relaxed and refreshed.
Ever since he watched Bifang’s live broadcast, he has been feeling uncomfortable if he doesn’t give her tips, but he doesn’t want to seek treatment. What should he do?
In the cave.
“Is he from the Song Dynasty?”
Bifang held a torch and looked at the corpses on the ground with surprise in his eyes.
This was the third corpse he had found.
Before, he thought it would be some Xianbei people. As far as he knew, the most famous symbol of Qaidam should be a small country Tuyuhun, which was founded by the Xianbei Murong tribe and was also the country where the owner of the tomb of the real version of "Nine-story Demon Tower" lived.
So he didn't associate it with the people of the Song Dynasty at all.
[Damn, it has such a long history? ]
[This, this is an archaeological discovery. Lao Fang, you have made contributions to the country again! Wait, why did I say again? ]
[Fang Shen’s live broadcast is getting better and better, and he can even provide off-field assistance , awesome (broken voice)! ]
[Assistance from top professors from top universities, reliable! ]
[Caravan? Will there be antiques there? ]
[Damn, isn’t this rich? This is an antique from the Song Dynasty! Old Fang, when you become rich and powerful, don’t forget me! ]
【See it and you will get it! 】
【See it and get a bonus! 】
"Don't even think about it!" Bifang shook his head. "Does an antique ship really reach you? Why do you think the caravan came into this cave?"
Bifang looked at the dead body and made his own analysis.
"If they weren't in danger, would they have gone so deep and been trapped to death here? Since they were in danger, the possibility of them escaping with the bulk of the cargo is very small."
"I guess if these people are really businessmen, they probably encountered bandits in the desert and their goods were robbed. The rest of them had to enter this cave to escape."
Bifang continued to move forward in the cave holding a torch. The firelight cast his shadow on the rock wall. With the light, his speed increased by much more. Soon, he found a unique wall.
The stone wall was as bright as a mirror. Bifang put the torch close to it and found that there were white marks everywhere on the stone wall. Every five lines were hooked together, densely engraved all over the wall.
Bifang counted those white marks and became more and more frightened. He didn't know how these people calculated time before they died, but if each mark here represented one day, there would be no less than a hundred marks here!
Almost three months!
These people were trapped for three months before they died!
But they had persisted for three months, how did they die?
There is no shortage of water and food here. Is it suicide?
The fans couldn’t understand.
"Lack of salt and vitamins!"
"Especially without salt! Even if you eat meat to supplement sodium, it's not enough. Over time, people will feel weak and depressed. In this situation, it's easy to have thoughts of suicide."
Bifang looked serious. The situation was much worse than he had imagined. These people had persisted for three months and had not found a exit. What was the reason?
Is the exit blocked, or are you simply lost?
He looked at a corridor on the riverbank. The corridor was of unknown depth and led to an invisible end. He left a mark and Bifang entered the corridor.
Half an hour later, Bifang came to the river bank again and saw the marking stone under his feet, which was the starting point.
He just went in a big circle.
[I said we should take the fork on the left.]
【Why are you back again? 】
[I’m so panicked. I’m not sure I can get out, am I?]
[I think it’s hopeless… The people here have been searching for the exit for three months but still haven’t found it…]
[Has anyone ever counted how many forks there are? ]
【Three, four, two, probably this many. I just kept going left.】
"It's okay, just one more time."
Bifang was not discouraged. He had just been walking to the left and had figured out a route. This was how the cave was, so there was no rush.
Soon, most of the day passed.
In this cave without sunlight, Bifang could not judge the time and could only roughly estimate that it might be evening, or even later, dark.
Bifang was so tired from the day that he couldn't open his eyes. When he tried the last passage, finally, a different situation appeared.
At this moment, he came to a cave again. This was not an underground river, but a pond with an earthen slope in the middle. The water flow surrounded the slope like a moat.
But what is most eye-catching is not this beautiful picture, but the creatures on the slope!
Another Tiktaalik, and it’s huge!
Bifang slowed down his breathing so as not to disturb the strange fish that seemed to be sleeping. He retreated back to the corridor and pointed to the opposite side of the strange fish.
The fluorescent river emitted a faint glow, and with the help of the drone, the water friends were able to just barely see it.
There is a cave just opposite!
[Ah, are we going to kill monsters to pass the level? ]
[Is this the King of Tiktaalik? ]
[Strange, someone actually remembered this name]
[This is more than three meters, right? ]
[Catch this one, Lao Fang. If you catch it, I’ll reward you with a spaceship! ]
"It's too big. I can't carry it even if I catch it." Bifang flatly refused. Not to mention the danger, how could he carry away such a big and strange fish, which was heavier than any other fish?
And he is really tired now.
"Let's go back first and come back here tomorrow to have a look. Maybe this strange fish has gone away."