Chapter 3437 Strong Acid

The reason why many adventurers choose to go to tombs as tomb robbers is mainly because of the numerous wealth as burial objects.

I believe that the owner of the tomb must also be able to think of this.

Now that you can think of it, as a switch for a trap, there must be many expensive items built into it.

These items may not be as valuable as adamantine and mithril, enchanted equipment, and magic equipment, but their value must not be too low, at least the kind that would make adventurers jealous.

But can ordinary jewelry really make adventurers jealous?

I'm very skeptical.

After holding my chin and thinking for a while, I asked the expert, "According to your understanding of the mausoleum, what kind of specification does this mausoleum belong to, and what is the identity of the owner of the tomb?"

Experts thought for a while and said that the specifications of this ancient tomb belonged to the royal family of a certain country during the melee period, and the identity of the owner of the tomb was most likely the legitimate son who was qualified to inherit the throne.

"Since he is the legitimate son, I believe that the monarch of the country does not want tomb robbers to disturb his peace in the future. If this is the case, the trap should be filled with more expensive items. But why is it so filled? Are these ordinary jewelry?"

The expert thought for a while and said: "Maybe the legitimate son was not loved by the then monarch and died unexpectedly, so he was buried in the most ordinary way."

"But, since he is the legitimate son that he doesn't like, why is he buried in such a big mausoleum?" I puzzled: "It stands to reason that the more disliked he is, the simpler he should be buried in a mausoleum." The right one."

"Perhaps this is a royal standard."

The expert thought for a moment and replied: "Some monarchs, even though their country is small and their strength is very weak, prefer to indulge in extravagance and pursue vanity. Even the size of their mausoleum must be more exaggerated than that of other countries."

After thinking about it, I think it makes sense.

The country is obviously small, but yet extravagant. Such monarchs are not only found in the Zephyr Continent, but also on the Blue Planet.

Walking along the tomb passage and avoiding some dangerous obstacles, we soon arrived at one of the main tomb chambers.

Yes, there is more than one main tomb chamber in this mausoleum, and according to expert analysis, each main tomb chamber in this mausoleum has its own significance. Of course, this meaning does not stop at confusing the public, but also hides some of the tomb owners. Things I loved during my lifetime.

I also asked the experts about the age of the owner of this tomb.

Experts speculate that the tomb owner is about 16 to 17 years old.

What would a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy like?

Akahavi once said that when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, he liked a picture of a lady very much, and he even wanted to study it dozens of times every day.

The Elf Queen once said that when she was sixteen or seventeen years old, she liked a kind of wooden doll, which was not only exquisite but also out of print.

Analita once said that when she was sixteen or seventeen years old, she was unfortunately attacked by Akahawi and her brain was damaged. She probably liked whatever three or four-year-old children liked.

Little Princess Analetta once said that she was sorry for being sixteen or seventeen years old, but to this day, she is not yet sixteen years old. It would be better to say that she is still several years shy of sixteen years old.

Back to business.

Most of the favorite things of sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys or girls are items that look very delicate and mysterious, but the value of such items is definitely not very high.

Thinking of this, I immediately lost interest.

Simmons Locke glanced at me and asked doubtfully: "Feeling bored?"

"Not really," I shook my head and said, "I just heard from experts that the items stored in these tomb chambers are most likely the favorite items of the tomb owner, and the tomb owner is only sixteen or seventeen years old. Do you remember sixteen or seventeen?" What was your favorite thing when you were young?”

Simmons Locke thought for a while and said: "When I was sixteen or seventeen years old, my favorite thing was probably a sword given to me by my father."

"Then may I ask, Your Majesty, what is the quality of that sword?"

"Quality? It's just average. It's just an ordinary high-grade stainless steel weapon."

"How much is that fine steel weapon worth?"

"Ten gold coins," Simmons Locke said, "this also includes the signboard produced by the master, otherwise it will only be a few dozen silver coins at most."

"Really, Your Majesty?" I said dejectedly: "Even if you were sixteen or seventeen years old, your favorite thing was just an ordinary sword made of high-grade stainless steel. If you prefer it to yourself and others, do you think the tomb owner would be buried with him?" Is the product going to be something expensive?"

"Well, in that case, it probably won't be something expensive." Simmons Locke nodded thoughtfully. Then, he frowned and said, "I'm talking about Xiao Yi."

"What?"

"Have you forgotten the purpose of our trip to the tomb?"

"Purpose?" I asked while looking into Simmons Locke's eyes, "Isn't it tomb robbing?"

"Do you think our Simmons family is short of money?"

"There should be no shortage." I thought for a while and then added: "But recently, aren't you participating in the national war?"

"Who told you that national wars must cost money?" Simmons Locke smiled and shook his head, saying: "Not every national war requires the country's own funds."

"What do you mean?" I asked puzzledly with my eyes filled with questions.

"If this national war was initiated by me, I would naturally have to bear the cost of the national war. However, this national war was not initiated by me, but by Carter Horton. I was only an ally, It’s just to assist him in fighting, no help but no money.”

"It's enough to be a human being," I said, "Those are precious human resources!"

"There are many adventurers with limited talents and average strength, but there are even more adventurers who want to take advantage of opportunities." Simmons Locke said lightly: "Since they are unwilling to farm monsters in dungeons and go to the battlefield to practice, it is also A good choice, if they can survive, I can slightly improve the status of their guild."

"Where are those who died in the battle?" I asked curiously.

"Grant pensions."

"oh."

I nodded, as expected.

The experts quickly found a secret compartment hidden in the wall and opened it.

After opening the secret grid, one of the experts with sharp eyesight and quick hands immediately pulled his companions away.

Then there were a few soft popping sounds, and bursts of white smokey liquid spurted out and scattered on the ground.

There was a soft chissing sound, and a small piece of the floor was corroded away.

"This is..." I sniffed the strange smell wafting in the air, frowned, and said, "Strong acid?"

Several of the experts took a few deep breaths in shock, and then one of them nodded and said: "It is a strong acid, and it is extremely corrosive and can be stored for a long time."