Chapter 3438 Promise

One of the anti-theft methods of the mausoleum is to inject strong corrosive liquids such as strong acid into the hollow walls.

He bent down and reached out to grab the strong acid that was corroding the floor tiles.

"stop!"

Not far away, an expert shouted loudly: "This is strong acid. It will penetrate the metal and corrode your skin and flesh!"

Hearing this, I paused for a moment and turned my head: "Thank you."

Immediately, he stretched out his arm and rubbed it against the strong acid.

Amid the experts' exclamations, I slowly retracted my fingers and looked at the liquid on my fingers that exuded a strong pungent smell. I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

This thing is actually ineffective against my gauntlet.

The expert who had previously prevented me from touching strong acid approached me curiously and stared at my gauntlet, curiously.

"Excuse me, what material are your gauntlets made of?" He couldn't help but ask after looking at them for a long time.

"Meteor from the sky," I said.

This is what Master Dewey told me.

"May I ask, do you still have the materials now?" The expert looked forward to it and asked impatiently.

"This was not mine originally, it was given to me by my adoptive father."

"Excuse me, does your adoptive father still have such materials?"

"I don't know." I shook my head and said, "Maybe there is, maybe not, but I guess no matter how much money you pay, he won't sell it."

"Why?" The expert wondered: "Everything in this world has its own price. As long as the money is enough, you can get everything."

"Is this really true?" I curled my lips, not agreeing with this statement.

But in order to make him give up, I still took out the communication crystal, contacted Master Dewey, told him about the matter, and then asked him to talk to the expert directly.

After some theory, the expert handed the call crystal back to me in despair.

But he still refused to give up and wanted to trick me into taking away my pair of gauntlets on the pretext of contributing to the future of science, but I refused on the spot.

The expert's persistence allowed him to continue inking for a long time after being rejected by me. If Simmons Locke hadn't handed it over with a cold look, he would have been able to continue inking with me all day long.

When they continued to study how to open the secret compartment, Simmons Locke asked me: "Master Dewey really refuses to sell this?"

"No," I affirmed: "This kind of thing is very rare. Even in the entire Zephyr Continent, we may not be able to find more."

"Master Dewey is an outstanding scientist. I think he should be able to synthesize similar ores, right?"

"I don't know, but I guess it won't work," I said. "If it could be synthesized on a large scale, Master Dewey would have already sold it."

"That's right," Simmons Locke said, "He is a businessman after all."

"But even without the gauntlet"

Saying this, I slowly took off the gauntlet on my right hand and touched the strong acid with my fingers.

Instantly, a sharp pain came from my finger, but this feeling passed quickly, only for a moment, and then, only the burning sensation remained.

The strong acid that had just corroded away a thin layer of skin was instantly attacked by murderous intent, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely swallowed up by the black-red murderous intent.

The acid is gone and the skin is back to its original state.

Turning to look at Simmons Locke, I whispered: "So, acid is not terrible, is it?"

"You're right."

Simmons Locke also condensed the power of transformation, condensed the power of transformation into the tips of his fingers, and then lightly touched the strong acid.

Although the strong acid is overbearing and can corrode even the power of degeneration, the corrosion speed is very slow, mainly because the power of degeneration of Simmons Locke is like substance, and the power of degeneration belongs to the power of God. After reaching a certain level, your performance will be extremely extraordinary.

It seems that the power of awakening is also based on the power of transformation. After purification and correction, it has become a purer and more powerful special power.

After the son shouted, the strong acid was completely offset by the power of transformation. Simmons Locke retracted his finger and said lightly: "But these acids are also very powerful, and they can offset a lot of my power of transformation."

"It's open!"

At this moment, the expert's voice came from not far away.

Looking around, I saw a few experts using strange-looking clips to continuously pinch things out from each layer.

Soon, a wooden box was clamped out.

"What is this?" I asked curiously.

The leading expert analyzed it for a moment and said in a deep voice: "This should be one of the tomb owner's favorite things."

"Can you take it apart and take a look?" I asked curiously.

"As long as there is no fear of damage to the cultural relics inside."

Experts said.

"Of course I'm not afraid." I smiled and stretched out my hand to crush the wooden box shell.

After a few soft sounds, the wooden box opened, revealing an exquisite puppet.

"What is this?" I asked curiously.

"puppet."

Experts said.

"Nonsense! I know it too! Not only do I know that this is a puppet, but I also know that it is well made. By the way, can you say something more nutritious?"

"Archaeology is about rigor," the expert said seriously, "You can't just change it just because it doesn't suit your preferences."

"Okay, okay," I said helplessly, spreading my hands, not wanting to continue arguing with this stubborn guy.

"By the way, do you know what these puppets do?"

"I don't know." The expert shook his head and said, "I rarely encounter such cultural relics."

"But I always feel that this is no ordinary cultural relic. It is most likely a sacrifice used for some kind of ceremony."

"Yes," I said, "I remember that during the melee, many countries worked really hard to enjoy a prosperous world forever. They made up random things while reading ancient books, and held various weird rituals from time to time. In order to make the political power last forever."

"However, you have also seen that these monarchs who longed for an eternal dynasty probably performed the ceremony incorrectly. Not only did not one of them enjoy eternal prosperity, but they also contributed to many short-lived countries."

"The truth behind this is sad and deplorable."

"On this point, I completely agree with your idea." The expert said: "I don't think rituals are of any use. On the one hand, these things are too far away from us. On the other hand, many rituals are used by scammers to deceive. means."

But this can’t be said too absolutely.” I said, “Some of the rituals are indeed fake, but at the same time, some are also true. For example, someone once used the ritual of calling for wind and rain to drop sweet rain on the dry land. . "

"So, you suspect that this puppet is also a ritual sacrifice?" The expert looked at me and said solemnly: "But I can tell you responsibly that this is not a ritual sacrifice, it is just an ordinary of puppets.”

"Where's the evidence?" I asked.

"Because I didn't feel any magic fluctuations from this puppet, and the puppets used for rituals must have magic fluctuations!"

Experts swear by it.