Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 234: Burial Place of Gods (I)
"I think they are close to the God's Burial Place. The video footage has been sent over. Have you seen it?" Yuan Zhisheng whispered. He opened a private channel to connect directly to Genji Heavy Industries. Lu Mingfei and he each occupied a corner of the central control room. With the help of noise-cancelling headphones, the outside sounds were completely blocked out. If they did not enter the dive channel, the two would not interfere with each other.
"I've seen it, it's truly a miracle." Tachibana Masamune sighed, "This is far beyond my expectations. I only know about the God's Burial Ground from ancient books, and I don't know what the God's burial ground should look like. With such a rich ecological environment, there is no doubt that something is nourishing the entire sea area, not an embryo, but the body of a God. Success is not far ahead. The God's Burial Ground will be completely wiped out from the world, and the Snake Eight Clan will not need to keep the remains of the God. No, those are not the remains of the God, they are the remains of the devil!"
"After we deal with the God's Burial Place, the next thing to deal with is the fierce ghosts. These days I have been thinking, we are mastering the greatest violence in order to live a peaceful life, right?" Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a few seconds and asked this seemingly completely irrelevant question.
"Do you have any doubts about your path, Chisheng?" asked Tachibana Masamune softly.
"I can't say I'm doubtful, but I'm not completely sure about our approach. Blowing up the God's Burial Ground and ending the Demonic Clan will shed a lot of blood, and after that we will become the absolute sole ruler of Japan. We use violence to exchange for such peace, but when we have the greatest violence, will we become the ones who should be wiped out?" Yuan Zhisheng said, "Dad, are you sure you want to do this?"
"I'm sure." Tachibana Masamune didn't hesitate at all. "I'm sure that if my decision is wrong, I will commit seppuku and you, Chisheng, will be my kaishakunin. But before the result comes, I hope you don't think too much. Even if this is a sin, it is a sin that I should bear. You have been a kind child since you were young. I know you just can't bear to see me lonely."
"How can the head of the Sheqi Eight Clan be lonely? There are many people around you, and they are proud to be scolded by you."
"A warrior does not feel less lonely just because hounds swarm around his horse. The only thing that can make a warrior less lonely is another warrior."
"But I am just a hound in front of your horse, Dad. My biggest wish is to leave you and go far away."
Yuan Zhisheng turned off the private channel and rejoined the diving team.
The Trieste was in good condition, the needles on the dashboard were jumping, and all the values were within reasonable ranges. It was cruising across the rift valley like a firefly illuminating the surroundings. The magma and seawater were constantly in contact and vaporized and exploded. Even in the Trieste, one could vaguely hear the muffled sound like spring thunder.
"Will there be any problems being so close to the lava river?" Lu Mingfei was a little worried. As a third-person perspective, she felt that the scar that was thousands of miles long was shocking.
"Don't worry, you all know my driving skills." Caesar was driving the Trieste. Although Chu Zihang had higher scores in engineering, when it came to driving, Chu Zihang was obviously not as good as Caesar. The young master of the Gattuso family had been learning about cars since he was a child, starting with supercars in his own territory.
"This has nothing to do with driving skills, okay? If you make a mistake once, the submersible will fall into the lava! Can this thing withstand the lava?" What Lu Mingfei actually wanted to say in her heart was, I know that you, Caesar, are invincible and you like life-threatening careers, but you can just do it by yourself and don't drag my senior brother into it!
"Have you ever seen me drive a supercar into a tree?" Caesar seemed very confident. "This thing feels like an old car when it's in operation. If I had problems at such a slow speed, I would have crashed into the guardrail on the highway and died."
Chu Zihang did not object to the close contact with the lava river. He was just sweating profusely. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept oozing out of his forehead and dripping onto Murasame. His butt seemed to be stuck to the seat.
This was a serious mistake, because few people had reached the bottom of the Abyss, and the equipment department did not have much information to check. They mistakenly thought that it would be a low-temperature environment, so the combat uniforms were equipped with a warming function. But now the water temperature outside is actually as high as 200 degrees. If the Trieste continues to approach the lava river, it will be higher. This is already the limit. Because they have to search the seabed, they can't be too far away, otherwise the light source is not bright enough and they will miss possible traces.
"Lu Mingfei, can you turn off the camera in the cabin?" Caesar suddenly made a strange suggestion.
"Why? I am your backup! What else can I do if I don't look after you?" Lu Mingfei didn't understand.
"Our situation is almost like being in a sauna. The temperature outside is very high. If we continue like this, we will become a human barbecue." Caesar looked at Chu Zihang. He knew that the next words were . "We have to take off our combat uniforms, including our underwear. To be honest, this piece of cloth is like sitting on a squashed toad, and it's been heated."
"Boss, you don't have to describe it so fresh and refined... I know what you mean." Lu Mingfei covered her face silently. The next scene might be a little inappropriate for young girls. Although she can no longer be said to be a young girl, she is still an innocent girl now. She has no intention of knowing Chu Zihang's size in advance...
The Trieste unilaterally cut off the cabin image to the central control room, otherwise Yuan Zhisheng and Lu Mingfei would have seen two naked strong men, but the Trieste's sound monitoring equipment was not cut off, so everyone could continue to communicate.
The high-definition noise-cancelling headset allowed Lu Mingfei to hear the rustling sound very clearly... It was the feeling of the combat uniform sliding across the biceps. She could even imagine the sweat condensing into small streams and flowing down from the gaps between Chu Zihang's muscles. The liquid made every part of Chu Zihang's body look bright and shiny as if it were painted with oil, just like the gym advertisements that always showed off the muscular upper body of a hunk.
Boys have many preferences when they fantasize about girls. Some like the neck, some like to look at the chest, some like the legs, and some like the ankles and wrists. But girls imagine that boys can't escape a warm hug most of the time. They like to be held in a strong embrace. No matter how shy or how surprised they are, they can't escape the shackles of love. The big hairy hands take off their clothes one by one...
With a snap, Lu Mingfei slapped herself hard, shocking Yuan Zhisheng to look at her in surprise, thinking that Cassel's lunatic finally became crazy? Of course, he didn't know that Lu Mingfei was stimulated by those damn sounds and had wild thoughts. Some people always think that innocent girls are shy, but they don't know that when girls are really wild, men have nothing to do with them. The tacky waist, chest and legs are just the ones that girls don't even bother to look at.
Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, cleared the dirty thoughts from her mind, and continued to stare at every area on the surveillance screen, trying to get herself back on track with a serious attitude.
Suddenly her eyes lit up: "There's something standing up there!"
Caesar almost jumped up at this sentence and rushed over to check the camera. He clearly remembered that he had turned off all the video footage of the cabin.
"It's... a tower!" Lu Mingfei's voice continued.
Chu Zihang and Caesar looked up at the same time. The tight combat uniforms were not that easy to take off. Even with the help of each other, they still had no time to take off their pants. But now they both forgot to lift their legs out of their pants because they both saw the tower that Lu Mingfei mentioned.
It was a typical hexagonal square tower structure, somewhat similar to the stupas of Buddhist temples, but its outer layer was completely smooth, without any religious decoration. There were only sharp spikes extending from the top of the tower for several meters, as if it had been cast in one piece using some special technology, with no visible seams or traces of the building materials themselves.
No one spoke. Caesar just accelerated the Trieste's progress, because the scene was clear as day. They all knew that they had found what they wanted. All they felt was shock and ecstasy. The tower looked like it had stood here for countless periods of history, but its appearance remained absolutely clean and pure. The long-term corrosion of seawater did not leave the tower with even a trace of collapse. There was only one thing that could do this, and that was the alchemy of the dragon clan!
The Trieste crossed an underwater ridge and they saw an ancient city like a picturesque scroll. The tall tower was just the tip of the iceberg. The entire city radiated outward with the tall tower as the center. Below the tower was a circular square with four spacious avenues extending out at 90 degrees. All the buildings were distributed symmetrically with the tall tower and the avenue as the central axis.
These buildings all retain features similar to those of high towers. The tops of the buildings are covered with dense spikes, like cast iron thorn bushes. The domes are the hip roofs of Chinese imperial architecture. Long metal chains are hung on the curved ridges, with black wind chimes hanging on the chains. These chains rise and fall silently in the ocean currents, and it is unknown how many years it has been since anyone knew about the silent music they played.
This kind of architectural technique has created a city that is so regular that it is eerie. In today's modern cities, although most of the buildings are of different heights and appearances, they are generally built with consideration given to the coordination with the surrounding area and the characteristics of the building itself.
In this dragon relic, the two words "silent rules" seem to be branded on the entire city. The huge circular plaza under the tall tower is obviously the meeting place of the dragon city. Then, in the buildings radiating outward from it, the closer to the tower, the taller they are, and they will not exceed the height of the tower. As they go outward, the buildings will become smaller and smaller, until they are hard to see from a distance, and finally they are as small as a model that only dwarfs can enter.
"Such a strong class mentality." Chu Zihang said softly.
"There are huge status differences among the dragons, and no one is allowed to overstep their boundaries." Caesar also nodded. This strict city did not convey a great feeling like grandeur or majesty, but a sense of oppression that was so heavy that it made people almost breathless. It seemed that just by looking at it here, one could know what this city looked like in the past. The dragons with high status had the right to enjoy the best positions. They could walk out of the house with a proud attitude and see the owner of the city in just a short distance. If anyone dared to overstep their boundaries, his body would be hung on the thorns on the buildings, and the black bloodstains that had dried up and could never be wiped off were the best proof.
This ancient city seems to have been carved out of rock by a god holding a giant axe, and then decorated with black iron, bronze, silver and gold. The lines that have survived to this day are simple yet sharp, and its aesthetics stand the test of time. However, no one who has seen it would have thought of living in such a place during its most prosperous era, because every part of it tells outsiders that this is not a city that humans can touch, it belongs to another race, and if you dare to touch it, it feels as if countless dragon spirits will rush out of it.
"Is this the dragon clan's city? Why do I feel like everyone living here is a human..." Lu Mingfei said.
She was right to think so. At first glance, the dragon city had a feeling of ancient Rome, and the size of the buildings was indeed like those used by the human aristocracy, but they became smaller as you went out, and in the end they seemed to be just models, making people wonder whether the place was a decoration or if there would really be such small creatures living in it.
"Just think about how Norton appeared," Caesar said.
"The huge size of the dragon race is a symbol of strength, but such a large body is actually not convenient. At a certain point, just moving a little can be like the collapse of the sky and the earth to other creatures. Maintaining energy consumption for a long time is also a problem. Even if they don't need to eat like most creatures, they will always consume what they need." Chu Zihang said, "So the dragon race will imitate the posture of humans. Although they look down on humans, it is undeniable that the human body is perfect, with a suitable body shape, and limbs that are more flexible and easy to use than most animals. The appearance probably also conforms to their aesthetic concept."
“Brother, when you talked about aesthetics… it sounded as if you had watched this period of history back then.” Lu Mingfei complained.
"These are all reasonable speculations based on what the hybrids have already discovered," Chu Zihang said. "The dragons in Western legends like gold, silver and treasures, and the violent impulse to destroy the world is in the dragon genes we know. It sounds like the two are completely unrelated. But in fact, this is completely reasonable, just like this dragon ruins. This is a city built by the dragons for themselves. To them, it is a work of art more valuable than gold and silver. Of course they care. But the dragons don't have that feeling towards other civilizations or creatures. It doesn't matter whether they are destroyed or not."
