In the end of the ice age, I hoarded tens of billions of supplies

"His use of the description 'woman' indicates that his mental state had already been affected at that time."

Yang Xinxin analyzed calmly, "These kinds of multi-source hallucinations are usually caused by the superposition of strong radiation or mental energy fields."

“Look, the high-radiation energy minerals found around their bodies explain this.”

Yang Xinxin pointed around and said that through the tactical goggles, a great many energy ores could indeed be detected.

Energy and radiation coexist; the more energy a ore has, the more radiation it naturally contains.

The technology that Zhang Yi's team now possesses surpasses that of Elon Freeman's team twenty years ago, representing at least thousands of years of technological advancement.

Therefore, many things that seemed bizarre at the time now have a scientific basis.

"So, the monsters they saw and the missing hand might all be hallucinations?"

Zhang Yi closed the record board. "I know what you want to say."

"But the problem is—"

He pointed to the rows of corpses that had been scared to death, saying, "It's not normal for a hallucination to scare a group of trained scientists and volunteers like this."

"Not to mention Freeman was quite excited."

"If a person is excited when facing a death crisis, he is either really crazy or he knows what's next."

Yang Xinxin asked curiously, "Do you suspect he knows some secrets about Mars?"

"He is a member of the Pupil Organization."

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes. "The Pupil Organization is best at intelligence gathering. Twenty years ago, things weren't as chaotic as they are now. For someone who is the wealthiest and closest to power in the world, what he knows is unimaginable to ordinary people."

“If he didn’t know there was something beneath Mars, he wouldn’t have rushed here, abandoning everything he had on Earth, almost gambling everything.”

"But I don't think he's crazy!"

"So now the question is, where is he?"

Yang Xinxin asked the crucial question.

“We saw so many bodies, but we didn’t see Elon Freeman.”

"Either he was really killed by the Martians, leaving not even bones behind."

“Either,” Zhang Yi said slowly, “he’s alive.”

"Alive?"

Fatty Xu's eyes widened. "He's been down there for twenty years, how could he still be alive?"

“I didn’t say he was alive down there.”

Zhang Yi looked deep into the Martian crust, "Perhaps he was taken away."

"The underground civilization on Mars, or the women and monsters that you explorers have seen, may all be essentially the same thing."

"If he's taken away, he becomes a crucial element that we need to figure out."

"We came to Mars to mine minerals,"

Zhang Yi paused for a moment, then said, "But looking at it now, we might also need to take a look at what this planet is hiding. After all, the truly valuable resources we want to obtain are most likely in the ruins of that ancient civilization."

"If Elon Freeman, an ordinary person, dares to do something, there's no reason why I, Zhang Yi, wouldn't dare to do it!"

"Keep digging."

Zhang Yi's tone became firm again.

"Find the well they dug back then."

"Let's see where their so-called gates to hell actually lead."

Yang Xinxin offered a word of advice: "Strong radiation areas can easily cause ordinary people to experience collective hallucinations. If our people are affected, they might also do similar foolish things."

"Then let the mechanical legion go down first."

Zhang Yi immediately made arrangements, "Let's look around from outside first."

"As long as they don't exhibit any unusual behavior, we know that this thing is only targeting intelligent beings with thoughts."

"If even they become abnormal, then it means that it is some kind of physical substance that attacks everything indiscriminately. Then we can try a different approach."

Ling remained silent.

She only added a casual remark after Zhang Yi finished speaking.

"There is indeed a space underground on Mars."

Zhang Yi's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked curiously, "What is that?"

"Perhaps it is... something similar to the Heavenly Palace."

Ling's gaze fell on that red land, as if looking at another world through tens of thousands of meters of rock strata.

"Some civilizations that want to break free from the framework of the Creator must escape the material world."

"Self-isolation is inevitable, in order to cut off all contact with the outside world. Therefore, they refuse to have any contact with the outside world."

"So what that astronaut named Stitch said wasn't entirely wrong."

"If you want to enter the world of Martian civilization, you will inevitably be targeted."

"For you, that's hell."

Zhang Yi was convinced that the answer lay hidden beneath the shell of this red planet.

He said to the crowd, "Let's go back into my shadow first! I'll have to handle the rest of the exploration myself!"

Mechanical exploration is too slow; it's much faster to use space travel directly.

The group entered the shadows. Zhang Yi was on high alert, unleashing all his abilities. Then, he opened a dimensional gate and swooped down towards the ground!

He drove himself into the ground like an invisible nail.

Bands of basalt slant past before my eyes, ancient alluvial deposits sweep past like turning pages of a book on the side, and igneous glass shimmers with a cold light under the lamp.

Ten kilometers, twenty kilometers, fifty kilometers... to depths of hundreds of thousands of meters, there is only silent darkness and the occasional hot wind from the Earth's core brushing against your face.

However, Zhang Yi searched for a long time but found nothing.

No ruins were found, no Martian cities were discovered, and not even any door-like structures were found.

"What's going on? If there really is a super civilization underground on Mars, there shouldn't be no trace of it."

Zhang Yi frowned and muttered, "Could it be that Elon Freeman's coordinates are wrong?"

"That's unlikely. If they encountered strange events here, it means they had contact with Martian civilization. How could there be... absolutely no trace of them?"

Ling floated quietly beside him, her silver eyelashes drooping, as if listening to a melody that no one else could hear.

She looked up, her gaze as calm as a mirror: "They are indeed here, yet they are not. Because the place they are in is not the 'space' you understand."

Zhang Yi raised an eyebrow, and in an instant he thought of the Heavenly Palace and the Dragon Clan's secret realm.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but ask, "You mean, folded space?"

Ling nodded, her eyes cold: "A very advanced civilization. They layer the world into many layers, like a layer of fog. You can find the door to that space now, but the method of finding the door is too sloppy."

She looked at Zhang Yi and said, "As a spatial ability user, you should be more sensitive to spatial fluctuations."

"No matter how space is folded, there will always be traces. Just like transparent tape, it may seem to have no gaps, but there will always be a tiny gap when it is rolled up, which can be opened from it."