I responded, then moved the kettle back, pulled out the dagger, and cheered up and walked into the passage.

Glowing stones are also inlaid on the walls on both sides of the passage. This thing is better than electric lights, so there is no need to worry about power outages.

Bishi had already walked to a place more than ten meters away. When he heard me follow in, he looked back at me, but did not stop waiting for me.

Except for the corpse that was trampled by her, the other bones were well preserved, at least the skulls were all intact and there was no damage on them.

Bishi heard Hesu say that the undersea civilization was destroyed by war, but now it doesn’t look like it. Of course, their weapons of war cannot be ruled out. It is a kind of thing that kills people without leaving any trace.

The mummy we just saw was intact and maintained its actions before death. It was neither shot nor blown to death.

Their death time is the same, and I don't think it will die of illness.

I walked along the place where Bishi stepped on. It was safer. Bishi turned around and laughed at me, and said that I had become less courageous.

I don't care what she said. I don't want something to happen. It's not that I'm afraid of death, but that I'm afraid that something will happen to me. No one brings water to Chen Qinghan and the others.

I've seen similar mentality in many movies, and they call it a sense of responsibility.

To be honest, this idea has never appeared in my head for thousands of years, but no tomb robbers expect me to find water for them.

"Hey, Sister Zongzi, please bring me a pot of water, I love you~" He was afraid he couldn't think of such an absurd request.

And I lacked the initiative, and I seemed to have never asked them: "I go to the outside of the tomb to pick up rags, do I have to bring water and rice?"

"In the end, I've got stuck from outside, tsk!" Bi Shi in front suddenly said.

She kicked the door a few times, and the same metal door stuck from the outside, and Bi Shi waved at me: "Try it with your knife."

The knife that Lu Xiaodao lent me was still on his body. His knife cuts iron like mud and penetrates it out of the crack of the door, perhaps cutting the door bar outside.

Bi Shi pressed the door outward with his shoulders. I held the knife and scratched it up and down the crack of the door. The cut was cut to something, but the door panel was too thick, and the knife was a dart, and it was not long enough, so I couldn't cut the door bar completely.

"Leave the rest to me." Bi Shi said, taking a few steps back and rushing forward.

I hurriedly hid aside, afraid that something would fall in.

But after the door was knocked open, only Bishi hit something because of inertia, making a muffled bang.

I seemed to forgot to tell her that there was only a little connected part left in the door bar, so I didn’t need to be as strong as I could…

"Puff...pah..."

I heard her spit and quickly walked out, and saw her upper body piercing into a pile of sacks.

The sack was decayed and contained sea sand. Bishi should have eaten a bite of sand, pulled her upper body back, and kept spitting out.

The wall made of sandbags just collapsed by her, revealing a gap.

"Isn't this a bunker?" I have watched many old war movies, and the soldiers inside will pile up sandbags as bunkers.

There is a distance between the sandbag and the door, and it is not as high as the door, so it should not be used to seal the door.

"Look at this." Bi Shi finally stopped spitting and found something white from under the sandbag that was knocked apart.

Its material is very similar to the door, with a silver-white metal shell, but some are transparent and contain dark blue liquid. Very little, not enough for me to take a sip.

"Do you think it looks like it..." Bi Shi raised his eyebrows and looked at me.

"Shui Gun?" I answered her words very cooperatively.

"Let's try!" Bi Shi pointed the 'muzzle' at the sandbag beside him, and hooked the 'trigger' with his index finger.

I dodged back into the door, heard her scolding "coward", and then a bang, and then her cough came.

I looked out and saw that her head and face were covered with sand. The pile of sandbags she was aiming at was hit with a large pit of nearly one meter deep and two meters in diameter.

"Thank you for your courage to practice. Now we know that they are not fighting a civil war." I applauded Bishi.

"This thing is not big, it's quite powerful." Bi Shi slapped the sand on his head and put the palm-sized "water gun" into his pocket.

"Be careful of the fire, you can dismember yourself~" I kindly reminded.

"There is no water, what kind of fire will go away with empty guns?" Bi Shi said with a white look, "Who do you think they can fight with? Pipi shrimp? Kelp spirit?" Bi Shi mentioned war, his eyes were bright and his gossip soul was burning in his eyes.

"The gun is there, there is no bone, the bunker is not destroyed, cough... it is not destroyed before you rush out, I guess, the enemies they encounter, and they are not on the same level."

"Who is better than our clan and the other party?"

"It's hard to say."

"Tsk, have you forgotten my clan's motto? Oh, yes, you forgot."

"Fight the world invincible."

"That's right!"

"Second second~"

We criticized each other and walked outside the bunker. There was a bridge ahead, and we happened to be standing at the bridgehead.

The silver-white metal bridge is about fifteen meters wide and cannot be measured in length. It must be more than one thousand meters. There are buildings connected to the other end of the bridge. There seems to be buildings further away, but the distance is too far to see clearly.

The lighting equipment here is the kind of luminous stone, but only if there is a building, there is a luminous stone, and if there is no building, it is darker.

The bridge is full of glowing stones on both sides, the bridge deck is as bright as a mirror, and it is as spotless as a shell boat.

If shell ships are mass-produced, water-repellent beads and dust-repellent beads should be common parts for undersea people. Undersea people rely on them to greatly reduce the workload for cleaners.

The metal bridge still looked strong. Bishi and I walked onto the bridge. There were large and small vehicles parked on the bridge, and it could be said to be cars, but these big conchs and big shells had no wheels.

Bishi drilled in and wanted to see how they moved, but after seeing a few, they didn't let them move at all.

"That blue liquid can definitely be used as fuel. Have you seen it? It's the fuel tank. Damn, they should be activated with fingerprints or palm prints." Bishi pointed to a place inside the conch and kicked it again.

I glanced at it and there was indeed a transparent jar in the conch shell containing blue liquid.

But the liquid in this jar is much lighter in color, not as deep as that in the gun.

The liquid in the gun is powerful, maybe it was diluted when used as traffic fuel, or they are simply different things.

Bishi was very disappointed that he could not drive forward. The bridge was very long and we walked for half an hour before we reached the other end.

There was a car accident on the bridge, and it was a series of collisions, which was very similar to the scenes in some disaster films.

In order to escape something, people drove to the bridge, but they had a car accident in a hurry. They had no time and had to abandon their car and run away.
Chapter completed!