God Simulator Chapter 563

  Chapter 563 Yes yes yes

  The official start of work was on the second day.

  Everyone put on the uniform of the committee, that is, the blue jacket that Lu Yao saw Song Shiyi wearing before.

  Lu Yao and Isabel were also given a set, and each wore it.

   This is not ordinary clothing, but work equipment made by the logistics department of the committee, which is specially used for operations in the wild and in unknown environments. It is officially called [Signal Clothes].

  The signal suit itself is very thin, and its biggest role is to keep the wearer able to communicate instantly through the clothes. As long as they are in the same world and are not subject to specific interference or damage, they can contact each other.

  He zipped it up, fastened the Velcro cuffs, and saw the panels of the dress before his eyes.

  [Signal Clothes]: A special coat that covers the whole body. After equipped, you will get [Signal Transceiver LV1] and [Translation LV1].

   Health: 230/230

   Mana: 460/460

   Defense +1

  【Signal Transceiver LV1】: Communicate with each other by sending and receiving specific signals.

  [Translation LV1]: Can complete basic barrier-free communication.

  Lu Yao touched the jacket which was between plastic and hemp.

  Unfortunately, due to the very different environment and natural rules, it is difficult for ordinary props in the virtual universe to take effect in the real universe, and only fire props can be used universally.

   Otherwise, it would be much more convenient to equip these equipments on a large scale.

  Led by Ding Hanzhen, a team of seven in total, including Song Shiyi, Ming Zai, Wei Yingxue, Bai Xin, Lu Yao, and Isabel, left the Stove King's Niche and came to the open space outside the Xiji Palace.

  Hongzhen is staying at the Stove King's altar in the base camp because of shift changes.

   "Xiao Song, you operate [Green Finch Tree]. Make sure that each [Green Finch Coin] is at a different height to avoid interference with each other. Complete one group of collections in one hour."

   "Yes." Song Shiyi took the order.

   "Xiao Wei, pay attention to the rotation of [Xiangfeng Tongwu], and record the time when different copper crows sing."

"knew."

  At this time, Wei Yingxue, who had entered the working mode, had switched to Lian Zhen Xingjun. She yawned and touched the "Solomon Seal Star" on her neck.

   "Bai Xin still pays attention to the surrounding area."

"is teacher."

  The young apostles take the lead.

  Finally, Ding Hanzhen looked at Lu Yao: "Xiao Huang, just follow me."

   Lu Yao agreed.

  Ding Hanzhen grabbed something that looked like a painting scroll out of thin air, and after pulling it apart, there was a miniature sand table inside. A lot of sand is inside, forming a small miniature West Pole Palace.

   "This is [Sand in Painting]. In ancient times, there were sand tables for painting sand and rice. Qin Shihuang arranged a sea of ​​water and milky way in the mausoleum, and the camera instilled it. It can be regarded as a proportional world model."

  The old man told him: "Other people's work will eventually gather here, and use sand-in-picture to simulate the real scene."

   "Look, this Xiji Palace is a typical primitive architectural style. There is a bird totem outside. This is a very common early worship, and it is very common in the primitive relics along the Yellow River and the Yangtze River."

   "The ancient buildings are divided into two forms: nests and caves. Here is a dry-wall building, which is based on the evolution of nesting."

  He flicked lightly with both hands, and the Xiji Palace on the sand table kept getting bigger and bigger until it was the size of a car.

  The old man pointed to the steps under the Xiji Palace.

  "Dry-wall buildings generally use erected wooden or bamboo piles to form an underframe above the ground. There is a suspended floor supported by large and small beams on the underframe, on which bamboo, wood, thatch, etc. are used to build houses."

   "This kind of building lived on the top and raised livestock on the bottom. Even the palace that was used as the leader at that time had the same structure, but it was bigger, stronger and showed class status, that is, these stairs."

  Under Ding Hanzhen's explanation, Lu Yao really noticed that there is an overhead space under the bottom of the Xiji Palace.

   "Mr. Zao, does this mean that the construction time is after the nest?"

   "Yes, it is from these details that we can deduce the age when it was manufactured."

  The old man nodded: "Mythical spectacle is an objective phenomenon of power, but its external structure and shape are closely related to the era and tendency of the producer itself."

   "But there is actually a contradiction here."

Ding Hanzhen gestured habitually: "Nesting tribes or ethnic groups usually live in the south where the climate is relatively humid. According to the description, the country of the West Pole should be in the west, or Kunlun is located in Haojing, the royal city of the Western Zhou Dynasty. To the west, that is to say, to the west of Xi'an, is Kunlun or the passage to enter Kunlun.”

"According to the geographical environment, it should be dominated by cave dwellings, and then slowly evolved. But here it doesn't make sense. Huaren claims to be from the Far West, but this West Pole Palace, which represents Huaren's palace, is also from the south. The early dry-wall buildings... Hehe, interesting, interesting."

   "Xiao Huang, what do you think?"

  What do I think?

  Lu Yao was a little at a loss.

  He started from clues: "The Xiji Palace should have been built by people living in the south, and it may have fallen into the hands of Huaren later."

   "I think so too."

  The old man talks about inspection and archaeology with great interest, and he can't stop talking.

  Lu Yao could hear his head buzzing.

  It seems that I am indeed a little allergic to high-concentration knowledge exposure.

   He said yes yes yes, his eyes turned to the side.

  The [Green Fu Tree] controlled by Song Shiyi is not so much a tree, but more like a folding antenna platform.

  The metal prop was pulled away by her little by little, and turned into a small metal Christmas tree, with many palm-sized green copper coins hanging on it.

  The copper coins were taken off by Song Shiyi, stacked and tightened by different models—just like tightening nuts with screws, they become different volumes.

  Song Shiyi threw these [green cockle coins] into the sky like throwing a frisbee, and the green cockle coins were suspended at different heights like small flying saucers, spinning slowly by themselves.

Ding Hanzhen told Lu Yao: "The Qingfu Tree uses these Qingfu coins to record all the surrounding environment on the Qingfu coins. The specific principle is more complicated. Do you know the recording and playback of black film? The mechanism is similar, except that the diaphragm is not used. driving the engraving knife, but a kind of close to special photosensitive printing..."

  Lu Yao heard a summary.

  Anyway, I am not a research and development personnel, so I don't need to figure out everything.

  He asked the other side.

  Ding Hanzhen also patiently explained it to him.

  The [Xiangfeng Copper Crow] used by Wei Yingxue looks like a fist-sized copper bird strung on a pole, which reminds Lu Yao of the kind of pole used to insert candied haws.

   This is a kind of wind measuring instrument that existed a long time ago, but in the virtual universe, this prop with the same name has more complicated abilities.

  It can record sound.

  All kinds of sounds will be recorded by each copper crow. Whenever the copper crow calls, it means that the collection is complete, and the sound reception effect is easily affected by noise.

  But Tongwu can capture many sounds that cannot be heard directly, and these sounds can be mutually verified with the image records of Qingfu coins.

  Lu Yaoxin said that the committee is still professional when it comes to projects.

  He asked Ding Hanzhen who was observing the sand table: "Mr. Zao, you said, this is the palace of the Huaren of the West Pole Kingdom. Then what is the identity of this Huaren?"

   "He may be a messenger."

  The old man stared at the crude dry-wall palace on the sand table: "From the point of view of behavior, Huaren made a special trip to find King Mu of Zhou to demonstrate the art of illusion."

   "Considering that he came from the country of the West Pole, and caused the follow-up Emperor Zhou to travel westward and reach Kunlun all the way, then he can basically be the messenger of Kunlun. His identity may be a **** or an apostle."

  Lu Yao followed the words: "That is to say, the Queen Mother of the West sent a Huaren to invite Zhou Tianzi to visit Kunlun?"

   "This possibility is not ruled out, but there is still a lack of strong evidence. According to chronological records, the person in charge of Kunlun at that time was indeed the Queen Mother of the West."

  Ding Hanzhen suddenly pointed to the sand table and said, "Xiao Huang, this Xiji Palace cannot be transformed and taken away by faith. Could it be that its owner is still there, or even inside?"

  Lu Yao couldn't help being taken aback.

   It may not be a good thing that the Huaren from the time of King Mu of Zhou are still in this West Pole Palace.

   While the two were discussing, suddenly a few strangers rushed over.

   Four men.

  The leader wears an iron helmet with a straight brim. He is about 30 years old, tall and has long legs. He wears a black close-fitting military uniform, riding boots, and a long knife tied to his belt. His appearance is not much different from that of modern soldiers.

  The two behind tied a person with a rope. Including the one who was tied up, all three were in the same black military uniform, but without a helmet.

  The leader walked over quickly and said, "Duke Gong, there is something wrong with Pang Li."

  Ding Hanzhen looked at the man who was **** beside him: "General Wei, what's wrong?"

   "He now..."

  The helmet officer seemed to be unable to speak for a while, so he drew his waist knife: "Look, Dugong."

  He stabbed into the bound soldier's body.

  The knife is very sharp, and it can penetrate once pierced. The tip of the knife sticks out from the back of the soldier named Pang Li.

   But not a single drop of blood came out of the military uniform, replaced by something sticky like glue.

  Lu Yao also looked a little confused.

   Immortal, or bloodless?

  Pang Li just looked down at the knife wound in astonishment: "I was injured, why doesn't it hurt at all..."

  The officer drew his sword back and cut off Pang Li's left arm. He picked up the amputated arm from the ground and handed it to Ding Hanzhen.

   "Governor."

  Lu Yao noticed that there was also no blood on the severed arm.

  The bones inside are actually composed of thin wood, bamboo and straw, but what should be muscles are filled with something similar to natural rubber latex, and these glues are flowing out from the gap.

  Pang Li, who had broken his arm, showed doubts on his face: "Why don't you feel pain, why is it like this?"

  Ding Hanzhen's face became serious.

  He whispered in his mouth: "The living person changes the body, and the dead person lives..."

  Lu Yao stared at Pang Li.

  Under the Curse of True Sight, he saw a strange name above the man's head.

  【Advocate people】.

  [Advocate LV22] Pang Li

   Health: 244/332

   Mana: 104/104

   Damage: 10

   Defense: 8

   Speed: 7

  【Symbiont】

  【Anonymous】

  The holder will not be able to be identified, and it is valid for gods below the main god.

  【advocate people】

  Special agent with an indistinguishable appearance and ego.

  (end of this chapter)

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