Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng controlled the armored puppet and walked in the corridor.

As he walked, he had a feeling that this escape point was dug out from the mountain!

It is not in the story of Peach Blossom Spring, where you can see a valley of Peach Blossoms through a narrow passage.

It would be hard for Wen Rensheng to believe that such a large project could have been done hundreds of years ago without the use of mysterious power.

Those big projects in the past, whether it was the emperor's tomb or the Great Wall canal, were actually not as difficult as the seemingly nameless Tibetan soldier cave in front of us.

From the solid rock, dig out a living area of ​​unknown depth and size, and ensure that it does not collapse and ensure good ventilation... Even if modern machinery is used, it is a hugely expensive project.

With this feeling, Wen Rensheng walked a little more carefully.

Although the armored puppet is not afraid of death, it cannot deliberately seek death.

When Kankan came to a corner, the half-baked old man suddenly said: "Everyone stop."

The others immediately became vigilant, miner's lamps, flashlights, and horse lanterns illuminated the surroundings.

"Be careful where you step!" Mr. Ma, a half-century old man, reminded.

Everyone then looked at their feet, and saw that their feet were very ordinary, ordinary rocks, polished extremely smooth.

But if you look carefully, you can find that a small section of stone surface in front of them has a slightly different texture from the section under their feet, and they cannot be seamlessly connected together.

"There must be a mechanism, Mr. Ma is really astute!"

"It is estimated that there are vicious traps such as flaps and nail pits below."

Everyone flattered.

The half-century old man stroked his beard with great satisfaction.

However, the scar-faced man didn't make a sound, and kept his eyes on Wen Rensheng's armored puppet.

Instead, the armored puppet looked towards the top of the corridor.

He looked over subconsciously, and when he saw it, he was shocked and his legs went limp!

When I spoke just now, rows of nail boards appeared on the top of the originally empty corridor, covering everyone in it.

Although for safety reasons, the crowd spread out from front to back when walking, basically there was only one person at 5 meters, but they still couldn't avoid it.

Of course, they arranged for manpower to monitor the surrounding areas, and would not let go of a suspicious place.

The scar-faced man can be sure that these organs did not exist just now, they can only appear just now. If they existed long ago, someone must have reminded them in advance.

At this time, someone did remind:

"Be careful, everyone, there is danger above your head!"

"Run!" Someone looked up, panicked immediately, and fled in a hurry.

"Don't move around, stay in the corner, you will die faster if you run around!" The half-century old man quickly untied a shield from his back and shouted.

However, his words were useless at all. Many people never expected that such an indiscriminate blow would come up!

Wen Rensheng was thousands of miles away, and when he saw this scene, his heart trembled, as if a zombie suddenly appeared behind him while playing a game...

But that's all.

But among the treasure hunters in the middle, many of them were not just scared, but scared to shit!

And when those people were scrambling to escape, the nail boards that had not moved at all suddenly fell down one after another.

In panic, some people leaned against the wall and shot, hitting the nail boards falling from the top of their heads one after another!

No matter how ruthless the trap was, it was something hundreds of years ago after all, and it couldn't fight against modern firearms. Big holes were punched out immediately, and sawdust flew around.

However, the half-century old man raised the shield to cover his head, shrank in the corner of the wall, and shouted: "Don't shoot indiscriminately!"

Before the words fell, "bang" a ricochet hit the stone wall, ejected out, and hit the back of a certain escaper.

The escapee, eyes wide open, fell to the street, seemingly in complete disbelief of such an easy death.

"Idiot!" The half-century old man was slammed into the shield by a board, and then formed a triangular space to protect himself.

"This kind of fool dares to come to treasure hunting to make a fortune? Do you really think you can pick up gold casually?" The old man muttered, looking at the situation around him.

Many people were wailing, and some of them, like him, either used shields or simply relied on protective clothing to resist the fall of the nail plate.

But many more people were smashed down by the board, and their life and death were unknown, with blood all over the ground.

"NND, this is a joke, so many people have failed in such a small test," the half-baked old man laughed angrily, "Are you here to hunt for treasure, or to seek death?"

The strong mercenary woman was also safe and sound. She was leaning against the stone wall with her shoulders against the board, but she was unharmed.

She is covered with all kinds of protection, body armor, stab-proof clothing, bullet-proof helmet...

Seeing this, she sneered and said, "These idiots probably think it's a game of adventure and treasure hunting. How do you know that this is a life-threatening thing?"

The scar-faced man sighed, he was fine, a pair of protective gloves allowed him to resist the blow of the nail plate.

He looked up at the white-robed man in front of him, who was standing between a nail board with a big hole, which was obviously smashed by his punch.

It's just that I was too nervous and flustered just now, and my voice was mixed, so I didn't notice the process of the other party's great power.

But he could still see some silver-white armor from the opponent's slightly damaged robe.

This one was also fully prepared.

The armored puppet turned around and began to help those treasure hunters.

It was meticulously doing professional treatment work, and it didn't have the slightest dislike for the blood and wailing all over the ground.

Some people thought the other party was stupid before, but now they know that the other party is stupid, but they are very strong.

In fact, in history, those seemingly stupid people have achieved great success in the end, while seemingly smart and flexible people have failed one after another.

Because the latter cannot unite the strength of the majority, everyone knows, who will cooperate with a smart person who never wants to suffer for a long time?

That's fake smart, really stupid.

After someone was rescued from the nail board, he said with difficulty: "Thank you."

Some people had even worse thoughts in their hearts, such as whether the other party triggered this trap?

Just like some landmines, those who walk in the front are fine, but those who stay behind are blown to the sky.

The reason is very simple, the trigger mechanism is separated from the explosives to prevent the use of a small amount of cannon fodder for demining.

"I didn't expect the ancients hundreds of years ago to have such a powerful design." Thinking of this, someone couldn't help but sigh.

"Okay, the danger ahead must be greater, do you still want to move forward?" the half-hundred old man turned around and asked.

"Let's save the person first." The armored puppet said lightly.

The half-century old man and the scar-faced man looked at each other, and felt that this guy was a fool and a saint.

How many people here expect him to live well?

Everyone wished that he could be cannon fodder, so that they could get into the trap and die, so that no one could stop them from taking the treasure for themselves.

However, this guy still wants to save people now?

Is this what some pedantic scholars in ancient times advocated for repaying hatred with virtue?

It's really better to be famous than to see each other. After meeting, even they who are opposites feel aggrieved for each other...

Stupid guy, but they thought about it, this is also good, and they can use it at a critical moment.

Of course they would not know that Wen Rensheng didn't care about the deaths of these predators at all.

He just wants to show his flawless personality, bottom line and position to the inspectors... These people are ordinary citizens who should be treated before they show their evil deeds.

In this way, he can gain more trust and more resources, and it is best to open up the countless mysteries accumulated over the years to him.

That immortal person is the most prolific collector, but it is absolutely impossible to compare with a huge institution, just like the number of collectors in the previous life, no matter how abundant, cannot be compared with the collection of a country.

Although it seems hypocritical and scheming to do so... But he himself understands that he will always be an honest person with righteousness in his heart, has a bottom line, will not do evil, and is a simple good person.