Everyone Survives In The Fog

Sure enough!

Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows, as if he had already guessed the answer.

Others also looked thoughtful.

The old village chief and others were not familiar with this eighth-level shelter inherited from ancient times. They knew nothing about it except that it was under the sea.

To back up why they're here, there's something all level eight shelters have - the core!

The thick cloth and linen clothes were stunned for a moment and asked: "What is that?"

The old woman in black was stunned for a moment: "How do I know? This thing doesn't belong to you!"

"You don't know what you're here to rob?"

"Don't you know it if you grab it?"

"..."

The corners of Qi Yuan's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he felt like he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

The rest of the people behind him also couldn't help laughing. These little old men and old ladies were really cute and silly.

The people behind the man in coarse linen clothes were also speechless, looking at the group of old men in black as if they were fools.

They can now believe that the two parties are indeed not the same group.

Otherwise, the IQ gap is indeed quite large, and it is definitely not the result of the same mother.

The man in coarse linen clothes turned his head helplessly, looked at Qi Yuan and asked: "Let's see, even in this situation, are you also looking for the core of the eighth-level shelter?"

However, the old woman in black was still unwilling to accept it and said: "How could you not know the core of the eighth-level shelter? How could something related to the survival of the eighth-level shelter not be handed down?"

The man in coarse linen clothes had a strange look on his face. He looked at her as if she were a fool. He couldn't help but say, "Are you out of your mind? You said it's about the survival of the shelter. Why don't you see if the shelter still exists?" "

"this……"

The old woman in black was suddenly speechless, and her withered face turned red.

At this time, the old village chief, who was lying on the ground and seriously injured, forced himself to sit up and said helpfully: "Even if the shelter is destroyed, that thing will still exist!"

"Why?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Just as the old village chief was about to speak, a large amount of blood coughed out of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

Qi Yuan frowned, walked over directly, covered the old village chief with his left hand, and at the same time activated the "Water Clear Spring Spirit Pattern" in his hand.

In an instant, the rich life energy combined with the water flow slowly covered the old village chief's body. His injuries were visibly restored, and his breath gradually stabilized.

"What a magical method!"

Opposite me, the man in coarse linen clothes couldn't help but admire him.

When the old village chief recovered last time, he sighed deeply and said: "At the level of an eighth-level shelter, the shelter itself will exist forever, let alone its core! So even if the shelter is destroyed , the core must still exist!”

Qi Yuan and others looked at each other, and the men in coarse linen clothes also looked at each other.

Qi Yuan frowned, thinking in his mind: Is there really an eighth-level shelter core? If it really exists, then there is indeed a need to fight for it!

The old village chief obviously knew that his side had no chance of winning, so he did not hide it. He looked at the man in coarse cloth and linen and said:

"If the core of an eighth-level shelter is handed down, your ancestors will definitely leave it to you! As long as you can possess it, you can re-establish an eighth-level shelter. However... it should be very difficult. I don't know much about the specific situation. .”

The man in coarse linen clothes showed a puzzled expression, and seemed to have some self-doubt: "Do we really have it?"

But at this moment, a young man standing behind the coarse linen clothes suddenly frowned.

He opened his mouth and said, "Brother Yan, there seems to be a record of this in the original classics. I remember I saw it."

"Really?!"

Everyone looked over immediately, and the look in their eyes became a little different.

Qi Yuan's eyes also became suspicious at this moment!

Build an eighth-level shelter! A powerful shelter that can last forever regardless of time!

That is also the possibility of transcending the extraordinary!

If it really exists, do you want to grab it or not?

There seems to be no need to think about this question at all. Living in a foggy world, what is the core of everything?

Sanctuary and strength!

Even if it is full of danger, we must fight for it with all our strength.

But what he said next broke everyone's illusions.

The young man said: "It seems to be said in the classics that our place is not the real headquarters of the eighth-level shelter. This should be just a ruins that was moved later, right?"

The young man was not very sure and said ambiguously.

However, the old village chief became excited: "How is it possible? It has been written on the leather paper that this is the site of the shelter!"

"What leather paper?"

The old village chief looked in disbelief. He quickly took out the ancient leather paper from his pocket, staggered over and said, "See for yourself, it has been translated!"

The old village chief was extremely excited. He had been planning a plan for thousands of years, trying to occupy the magpie's nest and successfully build an eighth-level shelter for their time.

As a result, the success fell short in the end? Who can be willing?

The man in coarse linen clothes looked down and exclaimed: "It is indeed our writing!"

The old village chief became even more excited and said loudly: "Look, it is recorded above that [in the deep sea of ​​the North, the Devil's Abyss moved a shelter here, built an eight-level shelter, and turned it into a floating island on the seabed!] After decades of exploration, we , based on the words you left behind, the above content has been deciphered."

The man in coarse linen clothes took the leather paper and after examining it carefully, his expression became ferocious.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he said, "You seem... the translation is backwards!"

"What? How is that possible?"

While the two were talking, Qi Yuan also came over and looked up at the leather paper.

The originally tense atmosphere seemed to have eased a lot now.

Although still vigilant, it did not stop Qi Yuan and others from approaching.

Qi Yuan saw that under the ancient Niubizi text, there was another text marked, which was obviously a translation.

At this time, the man in coarse linen pointed to the text and said: "Our language generally uses inverted sentences. Although you have translated every word, you should read it backwards!"

"???" The old village chief looked confused and didn't react for a while.

The man in coarse linen clothes is the text above, saying word by word: "Build a floating island on the seabed here to protect the people, but later moved to the deep sea devil abyss in the north and moved here. There are untouchable things in the abyss. , can resist foreign enemies, but it is also extremely dangerous!"

After reading it, the man in coarse linen clothes looked at the old village chief as if he were a fool.

"This...this...this is not a level eight shelter? How is this possible!"

The man in coarse linen clothes explained: "Actually, it doesn't matter. According to what the leather paper said, it should be to resist foreign enemies, so the main body was moved there. This is actually half an eighth-level shelter."