Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 557 Not scientific, but very eloquent (before filling)
In this underground space, several young people moved forward anxiously.

Everyone is in awe of this kind of secret that involves the past. For the mixed race, they are used to finding wealth from the gaps in history, and the more amazing the hidden truth, the greater the wealth it will bring.

But hidden in the wealth is a dragon that chooses people to devour. Every year, several executives of the executive department are devoured by the dragon. Therefore, this unknown basement makes Lu Mingfei and the others extremely vigilant.

In this underground space, black eagles and anti-swastikas can be seen everywhere. It is hard to imagine how fanatical and free the people here were back then, and they painted these walls with the NC logo on every floor.

The underground space is not large, but it is very empty. Maybe it was once crowded with people or equipment, but now it is empty, so empty that it makes people feel a little flustered.

The place where the few people came down was at the edge of a hall, facing a thick wall. Only by going around the stairs that descended could they see a passage extending into the depths.

The passage was like a bloody mouth, staring at the four of them, but Lu Mingfei took the lead and walked into the passage bravely.

The air was filled with the smell of dust and water mist, but the ground was wet and cold. Lu Mingfei had already begun to regret his rash action. He should have waited for Chu Zihang and Kaiser to act together.

click!
The flash flashed in the basement, Lu Mingfei's shoulders trembled a few times, and he turned around in horror, just in time to see Fingel holding up his mobile phone to take pictures of the patterns on the wall.

"You scared me to death, don't use the flash here, okay?"

"Sorry, sorry." Fingel put away the phone with a smile, and said indifferently: "I'm curious, I've never seen such a thing before."

Lu Mingfei looked at Fingel in surprise, if he hadn't said it himself, he would have almost forgotten that his roommate is still a German.

"Then does your family know what happened back then?" Elizabeth turned around and asked.

"Sorry Miss School Manager, my family is not a mixed-race family like yours, they are all ordinary, except me."

Elizabeth curled her lips, and said a little unconvinced: "You obviously have Feng in your name."

Fingel's full name is Fingel von Frings, and the von in the middle is a symbol of German nobility. Fingel did not evade this, but nodded and said: "My ancestors were just Junker landlords in a small place. How could you know this kind of secret, if you want me to say that Miss School Manager, you should think about the records in your own family."

Elizabeth sighed. She had just taken charge of the family not long ago, and she was an art student before. How could she understand such historical stories? She didn't even know who captured Berlin back then.

"Don't talk about that, let's keep going." Lu Mingfei stopped the conversation of several people and walked forward. There were closed doors on both sides of the corridor. Lu Mingfei tentatively held the dusty door. doorknob, and pushed open the door.

The light of the flashlight came in, and there were several bunk beds inside. It seemed that this place should be some kind of dormitory-like place.

"Strange, how come there are beds here." Fingel at the end of the line asked while rubbing his chin.

"Why do you say it?"

"Look, there is a perfect manor up there, but these guys sacrificed the opportunity to sleep on a soft bed and come here to sleep on a hard bed. They really don't know how to enjoy it."

Fingel shook his head and stated his opinion, obviously complaining about what the former owner did here.

"Perhaps there is something very important here, which is worth waiting for them day and night." Elizabeth obviously has different opinions on this. She has seen the fanatical scientific researchers in the family, and they wish they could spend 24 hours a day in the laboratory and sleep on hard beds. It's all a benefit.

Lu Mingfei closed the door in front of him, took a few steps forward, and opened another room. A cloud of dust spread over the surface, and the light of the flashlight shone inside. Lu Mingfei saw some old glass bottles and experimental instruments.

This is a laboratory.

Lu Mingfei stepped into it, and the floor of the house was covered with a layer of black dust, like coal shavings, and he quickly understood what it was.

That's charcoal.

A completely carbonized branch was placed on the experimental table, as if it had been cut by something, and the section was very neat.

The instruments are scattered on the table. Unlike the clean and tidy hall, the environment here is extremely dirty. From the arrangement of the objects on the table, we can also get a glimpse of the chaos during the evacuation.

"You should be able to find experiment logs and the like here." Lu Mingfei surveyed the surrounding environment, opened cabinets full of black ash, and looked for possible experiment logs.

"Well, let me do it, you don't understand German." Fingel moved his shoulders and began to rummage in the surrounding cabinets.

Elizabeth also volunteered enthusiastically, "I know German, so I'm here to help."

Lu Mingfei shrugged and stepped back, using a flashlight as an aid, watching the two busy in the laboratory with Ling. Coupled with the gloomy surroundings, it felt a bit like an escape room.

"Let me see, what's in this bottle... Pervitin, is this some kind of alchemy experiment?" Elizabeth picked up a small metal bottle and asked curiously.

"Nervous stimulants, addictive, not a good thing." Fingel said to the ignorant Elizabeth Cope, and then took out a few pieces of paper under the cabinet of the laboratory table, with some words written on the paper, the color Turning yellow, Fingel carefully picked up the paper, and called Lu Mingfei and the two next to him to come over.

"Look, there seems to be something written on this piece of paper, experiment record—78." Fingel put the paper on the laboratory table, and slid his fingers across the records above. The records on the paper were meticulous and the words were arranged neatly.

Lu Mingfei looked over and found that the record below was replaced by a few horizontal lines, probably because the experiment record was not satisfactory, so he discarded this part.

Fingel slid his fingers, and the words in the diary fragments were quite obscure, with many proper nouns, and the translation was staggering: "The ductal cells of target No. 00-23 were sampled and observed, and the cell walls were well preserved. Afterwards, the position of its nucleus can be seen...compared with normal carbonized plant vessel cells...observation image...experimental conclusion..."

Fingel's hand stopped, and after a few words of the conclusion of the experiment, he scribbled to vent his anger. Judging from the wrinkled marks on the paper, the recorder was not in a calm mood at the time, but he smoothed the paper in the end , place this piece of paper under the lab bench.

"What's the situation, why is it gone later?"

"The mentality is broken, because this is not scientific at all," Fingel explained, as the only biological dog among the few people sitting: "The cells of normal wood will not be so complete after carbonization, unless..."

"Yanling Rhine," Ling Ling, who was standing beside Lu Mingfei, said, pointing to the carbonized dead branches on the table, "The Rhine will draw out the moisture from the substances in the domain, this is the residue after the Rhine exploded."

(End of this chapter)