Origin of Mars

Chapter 43 Wooden Box (Two in One)

Country M, Rhodes Valley, Arizona, Rods Farm.

A man wearing a beret casually threw a cigarette butt in front of him, and immediately twirled it back and forth with his feet, then walked to a dilapidated stable, looked around habitually, bent over and lifted the cigarette under the stable. hay--

Below the hay is a plank connected to a passage.

The man grasped the railing skillfully, and his figure gradually disappeared into the passage.

"Peter, you're late again."

Until the man jumped down the passage, a tall man who was drinking red wine at the table suddenly spoke slowly.

Then he turned around, his face was a little red, obviously he had drunk a lot.

"There's something wrong with the wheels. There's rubbish all over the road in this damn place."

The man named Pete complained, took off his coat, and hung it on a delicate hanger studded with amber.

If Serena had been there, she would have recognized that the tall man who was tasting wine was the one who had given her the strange business card.

The editor-in-chief of Planet Film and Television Group, Depp Andrey.

This film and television group owns many well-known film IPs in country M, and its annual box office ranks first.

As the editor-in-chief, Depp naturally earns a lot of money, with countless villas and luxury cars under his name.

And he would appear in the basement of this run-down farm, which in itself is an unscientific thing.

"Then let's get started."

Depp put down his wine glass, wiped his mouth, and walked towards the inner room.

Pete also hurriedly followed.

In fact, the extended basement is nothing like the farm above.

Handmade wool carpets, exquisite chandeliers hanging high, various famous wines on the bookshelves, and paintings by famous artists.

In the center of these famous paintings hanging on the wall, there are four silver-white English symbols.

AORC.

"Long time no see, Pete."

Sitting on the sofa was an elegant blond woman. She slightly raised her glass to Pete who came in with Depp, showing a charming smile.

"Ms. Cross, good evening."

Pete nodded at her with a flat tone and no superfluous expressions, which made the graceful woman named Klos show a hint of displeasure.

But as an actress, she quickly concealed this subtle emotion.

Cross Ball, a well-known actress under the Star Film and Television Group, is sexy and beautiful.

There are often rumors of an affair between her and Depp in the media, although Kloss has always denied it.

But her appearance in this basement also seems to verify the authenticity of these scandals.

A man with curly hair was sitting on the small stool on the left. He was flipping through an old book without even raising his head.

"It's just the four of us today, the 76-year-old Robert Wine, just woke up."

Depp put a bottle of wine on the table, clapped his hands, and eased the awkward atmosphere: "Okay, everyone, let's wait patiently for the arrival of zero, there are still 20 seconds?"

He immediately looked at his watch, and the delicate hour hand was beating lightly, announcing the arrival of a new day.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1"

Depp looked at his watch and read the numbers one by one until a clock in the house rang, announcing the arrival of a new day.

Everyone looked at the clock, its hour hand pointed to twelve midnight, and it was striking.

But nothing happened, a brand new record player with vinyl records sizzling, and the wine reflecting the ambiguous lights.

Everything is still so beautiful.

"We are still safe, thank my Lord."

Depp broke the silence first, drew a strange symbol on his chest, folded his hands together and said something silently, and then sat down next to Cross.

"So, the Lord's prophecy is false?"

The curly-haired man sitting on the stool suddenly raised his eyes, "Today is exactly the date predicted, but... nothing happened."

"Not necessarily, maybe it's just that we didn't see it." Depp filled everyone's wine glasses, "Do you still remember the previous meeting held in the Hexagon?"

"I remember you were there."

Cross, who was on the side, sipped his wine.

"Yes, I attended the meeting on behalf of the group. As a film and television screenwriter and responsible director, it is amazing. Originally, in terms of the scope of our group's involvement, I was not qualified to participate in this meeting." Depp shook his glass and looked up. Drank it down, "But if they invite me."

"What is the specific content of the meeting?"

The curly-haired man was aroused by Depp's words, and suddenly asked.

His name is Rye Wolf, and he is the director of a research center called IDDI Pharmaceutical Group.

He has extraordinary curiosity and awe of unknown things, and always likes to study some anti-evolution theory, or topics such as doomsday judgment.

This is why Rai joined AORC.

"Describes some grand pictures of the future about space, about the universe, about the future of humanity and some...policy stuff, but in my opinion, it's all fucking fart."

Depp took another sip of his drink and started waving his arms.

"you're drunk."

Cross, who was on the side, quickly took out a tissue and wiped the corner of Depp's mouth.

"I also met the editor-in-chief of Cosmic Science, Serena, she is so beautiful, you should all know her."

Depp pushed Klos's hand away impatiently, his eyes were slightly blurred, reflecting the light.

"He was really drunk and very happy."

Pete's expression was a little gloating.

"Yes, because after that meeting, I felt something different. Maybe the end of the world we predicted was not just the literal meaning."

Depp unbuttoned his shirt and lay down on the back of the sofa.

"What is the end of the world? Meteorite landing? Species extinction? Don't be funny, the planet under our feet may not need us at all."

"You finally understand this."

Rai glanced at him with admiration, and said seriously: "The extinction of human beings will only make Blue Star return to its original appearance, the building will gradually lose its support and collapse, vines will cover the cross-sea bridge, and all factories will be destroyed. Shut down, the atmosphere will regenerate, and all the trash plastic will decompose over tens of millions of years."

Rai closed the book in his hand, "What a day it will be!"

"So the Lord has warned us."

Depp suddenly got up, walked to the wall, and pressed down hard on a certain area on the wall!
With a sound, the wall began to disassemble and crack at both ends, revealing a rather large laboratory.

The laboratory is well-equipped with everything that one expects to find, and it is a bit unreal when it is connected with the elegant and luxurious wool carpet.

Depp walked to a safe, entered the password, twisted the valve, put on gloves, and took out a small delicate wooden box of vermilion.

"The thing I just received today is what the archaeological team found out when they were excavating the architectural ruins. There is actually a huge cavity 300 meters underground. This wooden box is placed on a stone shelf. It is a miracle. .”

Depp blushed slightly, and gently placed the small wooden box in a sterile container, admiring.

Except for Klos, Pete and Rye immediately sat closer and looked at the small wooden box carefully, as if they were observing some rare treasure.

"Look at its surface."

Depp sounded a reminder.

Rye took out the miniature magnifying glass that he carried with him, took the rubber gloves from Pete, and put his hands firmly close to the surface of the small wooden box.

"It's a miniature mural carved on wood, with an incredible level of craftsmanship."

Rai's eyes were close to the magnifying glass, and he murmured, "Each wooden surface has a different mural, and these murals are very similar to the divine scriptures that the Lord taught us!"

The magnification factor of his magnifying glass is not enough to see every detail of this mural, which must rely on professional equipment.

Just when Rai was about to speak, Depp suddenly pulled out a corkscrew.

"Are you crazy?! We have to decipher these murals on the wooden surface first. The age of this wooden box may reach thousands of years! We have to find out who carved these murals 1000 years ago!"

Rai shouted quickly, and Pete on the side hurriedly grabbed Depp's hand:
"Alcoholism is not a good habit, I will remind him in the future."

"These rich people always have these bad habits."

Ray shook his head.

Depp has his own professional research team, they should have scanned and analyzed the wooden box as soon as they received it.

The data should all be in the computer.

"I'll go to the lab to have a look."

Seeing Pete stop Depp, Rai got up and walked to the laboratory in the wall.

As a member of AORC, Rai himself possesses such a high level of scientific research literacy, so he often immerses himself in this laboratory.

Skillfully turning on the main control computer and opening the folder, Rai saw a file information that was pinned to the top, and the update date happened to be yesterday.

Rai frowned, and quickly clicked on the file, and what came into view were three-dimensional models of wooden strip structures.

This is a strange trap box, the internal structure is completely different from the trap box in Rai's impression.

After checking back and forth, I found a bright red note at the bottom of this document:
The structure is abnormal and cannot be disassembled normally.

Next is a picture of the core of the wooden box.

It is a sphere, which is close to each layer of wood at a perfect angle. Rye approaches the screen, slides down the page, and there is still a red note:
The core is an unknown material, which seems to be active, waiting for further analysis.

There was a note at the bottom of each information page, and the sensitive color made him feel uneasy.

After going through all the materials, Rai still didn't get the information he wanted.

Just as he was about to leave the table, Pete's exclamation suddenly came from behind him.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, Rai's heart trembled suddenly for some reason.

He turned his head to look, and it turned out that Depp, who looked drunk, smashed open the small wooden box with a corkscrew.

The scarlet pieces scattered all over the place and fell into the dense wool blanket.

Pete and Cross stood aside and watched this scene blankly, but neither of them reacted.

"Damn!"

Rai cursed secretly, and hurried out of the laboratory.

"My revered Lord, I offer the best to you, my faith, my thoughts."

Depp lay on the sofa with his head up, still muttering, and lost the corkscrew in his hand.

Rye looked at the broken small wooden box with regret, and the dark sphere was also revealed under the light. When he got closer, he found that its surface was lined with layers of dense spikes.

"what is this?"

Glancing at Cross who was comforting Depp, Pete looked back and forth at the palm-sized sphere and asked.

"I don't know, maybe"

Just as Rai was about to say something, he suddenly heard some slight chirping sounds.

"what sound?"

"There's gas coming out of the gap, something coming out, at the bottom of this sphere."

Pete casually pointed to the bottom of the sphere: "It may be some kind of coating, oxidation has occurred."

When the lights in the basement were brightly lit, several 407 helicopters were flying over the valley with strong winds, and the projection of the helicopters under the moonlight was quickly passing through the grass and trees.

"In visual distance, sir, it's consistent with the satellite image, it's an abandoned farm."

The pilot's voice in the lead rang over the radio.

"Follow the plan and play it safe."

The man named Bell squeezed the walkie-talkie tightly. He was the captain of the operation team.

The commando team of eight had been temporarily ordered to surround the remote farm.

"It's probably another hiding place."

Before setting off, Bell said this to his team members.

The abrupt and violent lights from all around shone straight into the farm.

Sparse barbed wire encloses more than 100 acres of land. Except for the weeds all over the ground, this abandoned farm cannot see any decent plants, barns, garages, and even an old-fashioned stable. As the height of the helicopter descends, The weeds are lodging and twitching everywhere, and the tiles are crackling.

"Didn't see anyone, sir!"

"Go down first, pay attention to cooperation!"

Bell yelled out of habit.

The helicopter stopped at a height of 15 meters, and the commandos quickly descended along the descent rope and landed one after another.

The infrared rays aimed at all the buildings instantly, and the eight-member team had completely surrounded the farm in a few seconds.

"Start searching!!"

Bell took a step forward slowly, and shouted sideways.

They were temporarily ordered without any equipment, but their absolute confidence kept the soles of each soldier's feet still steady.

Every corner has been turned upside down, and apart from disgusting cobwebs and rags, there is nothing of note to be seen on this farm.

"Sir, something is wrong here!!"

A member of the team squatted halfway beside the stable, suddenly lowered his head and smelled it, and the extremely hot and stench instantly poured into his lungs.

"cough cough"

Saliva mixed with blood spewed out, Bell rushed over immediately, asked another team member to support him, his eyes were sharp, he held his breath, he touched it with his hand, and suddenly opened the wooden board hidden under the thatch!

An extremely strong foul-smelling gas rushed out like a fountain!

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