The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 531 Picking Up Trash

The seven people came to the scenic spot, bought tourist tickets, and entered the desert.

Looking around, the sky and the earth are filled with yellow sand, desolate and majestic. There are many triangular towers on the horizon, mysterious and ancient.

The distance to walk to the Triangle Tower is quite long, and walking in the desert is not only very hot, but also very resistant. The most important thing is that everyone must meet the status of tourists, so everyone chooses to ride a camel like other tourists.

The vendor who rented camels was a middle-aged man named Amo.

He is of medium build, with deep features, red and black skin, thick and thick beard. He is wearing a linen robe and a white hat on his head. He is quite enthusiastic.

He had four adult camels on hand, just enough for seven people.

The gray male is a big man, riding a camel and walking in the front.

Douhu and Dr. Jia ride one, Gao Yang and Qingling ride one, Jiuhan and Manshe ride one.

Amo held the rope in front, connected the four camels in a line, and walked towards the triangular tower.

Amo also acted as a tour guide, introducing the Triangular Tower.

Its base is a regular triangle or square, and some are regular polygons. The sides are made up of multiple triangular or trapezoidal faces connected, and the top is small and pointed.

Triangular towers are made of huge stones and are modern buildings up to forty stories high. The center of mass is close to the base. The higher the level, the less materials are used. This can effectively resist natural disasters. It is said that even a knife is difficult to insert. , which shows the wisdom of the ancient people of Nigeria.

As for the purpose of the triangular towers, most of them are tombs of ancient Nigerian rulers and dignitaries, and their bodies will be mummified.

The ancient rulers of Nigeria believed that they were the sons of the Supreme God in the human world. The completeness of the preservation of their bodies after death determined whether they could successfully return to the Supreme God.

Gao Yang listened to Amo telling these histories and legends very proudly, and couldn't help but sigh: If he knew that these things were forged by Cang Dao, and that this world actually only has a lifespan of 100 years, his outlook on life would probably collapse.

Qing Ling sat in front of the camel, with her back against Gao Yang's chest. There were some bumps along the way, and the hair under the headscarf flew to Gao Yang's nose from time to time, carrying a faint fragrance.

Amo, who was leading the way, started talking about the wild history of Pharaoh and Queen Marie.

Qing Ling was not interested in this. She leaned forward and gently pulled the reins in her hands. The camel that was moving forward immediately stopped and raised its long neck.

Qing Ling stretched out her left hand and touched the camel's furry head.

The camel makes a sound of "hum hum hum", which is honest and cute.

Satisfied, Qing Ling loosened the reins and patted the camel's neck. The camel slowly lowered its head and continued on its way.

Gao Yang smiled and asked softly: "Qing Ling?"

Qing Ling didn't reply, which was regarded as acquiescence. She turned to look at Gao Yang behind her: "It's so good."

"Yes, camels are very gentle." Gao Yang said.

Qing Ling took out her mobile phone and handed it to Gao Yang: "Let's take a photo with the camel. The camel should also be included in the photo."

Gao Yang was a little helpless, but felt that this was very suitable for his status as a tourist. He took the phone, turned half sideways, and raised the phone towards the back: "Look back."

Qing Ling turned around and made a V-sign towards the camera with a bright smile.

"Crack."

Half of Gao Yang's face, Qing Ling's whole face and half body, as well as the back of the camel's head, as well as the desert and the triangular tower in the distance, are all in the frame.

"Dr. Jia!"

Seeing that there were no other tourists nearby, the gray male couldn't bear it anymore and shouted in his native language: "What the hell is this beast?!"

Amo, who was leading the way, didn't respond. It seemed that he didn't understand. Even if he did, he was probably a lost beast.

Dr. Jia was taking pictures with his mobile phone and had long forgotten about it.

He didn't take it seriously and said casually: "The battlefield."

"It's over." The gray male on the camel slapped his face: "He's not clear-headed again."

"I'm sober now. It's because you don't have enough IQ." Dr. Jia took back his phone and answered him seriously.Hui Xiong was not angry, "Tell me again, what is a beast?"

"The battlefield." Dr. Jia repeated.

"It's over, my IQ is not enough anymore." Jiuhan laughed at himself.

"It literally means battlefield, position, you understand?" Dr. Jia said.

Gao Yang thought about it for a while, and he seemed to understand what Dr. Jia meant, but he still couldn't describe it accurately in words.

Soon, he thought of a more accurate description: "Chessboard, the beast is a chessboard!"

"Yes, this is a good analogy." Dr. Jia gave a thumbs up: "By analogy, Cang Dao and Mist are the chess players. We humans - mainly the awakened ones, are the chess pieces. As for the beasts, we are the entire chess board."

"Oh, I seem to understand." Hui Xiong suddenly realized it a second ago, and then frowned: "Wait! No, no, no, the beast should also be a chess piece!"

"No, the beast is a chessboard." Douhu smiled, he also figured it out.

"I irresponsibly guess that the birth of the beast is the product of the game between Mist and Cangdao." Dr. Jia glanced at Amo who was leading the way: "Have you ever played a game called "Garbage Picking 4"?"

Everyone looked at each other, no one had played.

"Well, that's how you understand it anyway. Cangdao and Mist are two big countries that fought and threw nuclear bombs at each other, causing global nuclear pollution. Beasts are the specific manifestation of environmental pollution."

"We awakened ones are the exploration team under Cang Dao. We are picking up garbage and struggling to survive in this harsh environment of nuclear pollution."

"I'll say it again." Dr. Jia emphasized: "The beast is not our enemy. It is more like a concrete manifestation of an irreversible harsh environment. If we awakened people survive in this harsh environment, we will definitely be polluted and harmed."

"That's why I say that beasts are not enemies, but battlefields. Among us humans, those who are not awakened are like the reserve army hiding in the underground base. Those who are awakened are the exploration teams who are responsible for picking up garbage and finding resources on the ground. But they must It will be contaminated by radiation, Cangdao randomly distributed radiation protection equipment to us, which is our talent."

"We cannot say that the radiation environment on the surface is our enemy, because the real enemy is the person who dropped the nuclear bomb - the fog. The current radiation environment is just a product of war. The beast is the radiation environment, the position, and the chessboard. Only we can explore The team is the chess piece sent by Cang Dao, but now, Cang Dao and Miwu seem to be playing chess with us."

Dr. Jia sighed: "I'm so tired. I can't speak more clearly."

Gao Yang had an idea: This guess is somewhat conceptually similar to his own.

Human nature, animal nature, and divinity.

Can it be applied forcefully like this: The war between divinities has led to the infinite proliferation of bestiality, and the remaining human nature is struggling in the swamp of bestiality...

Gao Yang's mind was a little confused and he forcibly stopped metaphysical thinking.

"Damn, I feel like I've been tricked." Hui Xiong frowned: "But, I seem to understand again."

Others seem to understand.

"Assuming that's what you said, what are the two big countries Cangdao and Mist doing between them?" Qing Ling listened very seriously. She had to report to her sister later. If it delays the business, her sister will never do it next time. Will let her out.

"Obviously, they are continuing to fight."

"Why are you fighting?" Manshe asked.

"Competing for territory, resources, right to speak, or maybe just enough to survive, who knows?"

Dr. Jia spread his hands, "Anyway, our living space is shrinking, which means that Cangdao still can't defeat the fog, and destruction is inevitable. It's just a matter of time."

"Didn't you come to the conclusion that this world only has a lifespan of 100 years? I estimate that when the time comes, this world will cease to exist and will be swallowed up by the fog. As for what the fog is, don't ask me. I am just a genius, not a god. "

Gray Xiong was a little annoyed: "You! How can you say such a terrible conclusion so easily!"

"First of all, the above is just my guess." Dr. Jia said, "Secondly, if the fog wins, it wins. No matter what, we are all part of the vast universe, but we will continue to exist in another form. If you can't defeat it, join in. , don’t be ashamed, open up the situation.”

"What nonsense!" Hui Xiong snorted, and for a moment he didn't know how to refute.

"Ha." Douhu took out a cigarette and lit it, "Philosophy is too vague. I'm just a layman, seizing the day."

"Ah, yes, yes!" Hui Xiong gave Douhu a thumbs up: "This is the real pattern!"

(End of this chapter)