Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

on the earth.

Vincent was also stunned when he received Mark's message.

His reaction was the same as Commander Louis's. He directly called in a group of psychologists to determine whether there was anything wrong with Mark's mental state.

After learning that Mark was not crazy, when Vincent saw this information again, astonishment and disbelief still appeared on his dark face.

"What did you say? Rosen knows magic? He also said there might be alien graves on Mars? They even decided to do some archaeological research?"

Teddy jumped up from his chair in shock, and then asked, "Are you kidding?"

"Of course I didn't." Vincent said seriously: "I have asked a psychologist to analyze it, and they said that Mark doesn't seem to have any psychological problems."

"So this could all be true?" Teddy said, "No wonder Rosen suddenly appeared on Mars. It turns out he knows magic. That makes sense."

"Should we report this to the China National Space Administration?" Vincent asked. "After all, when they supported our Apollo booster, both parties signed an agreement and we agreed to share information."

"I can't tell them..." Teddy subconsciously wanted to refuse, but then he changed his mind and said, "Forget it, let's tell them. I'm going to call Guo Ming later and ask him if there is magic in China."

The next day.

After careful consideration all night, Mark finally decided to follow Rosen to see the alien's tomb.

"Rosen, I know that this is a bit presumptuous, but two people are always stronger than one. With me by your side, I might be able to help you a little when you need it."

Mark finished his speech without stopping, and then paused for a moment before saying, "Okay, I admit that I was just being polite. My real thought was that I just wanted to go and open my eyes."

"If I can return to Earth safely this time, I think I may never have the chance to come back again in this lifetime, so of course I hope to leave without any regrets."

"The reason why I became an astronaut was that I was curious about whether there were Martians on Mars. Now that I have the opportunity to answer my questions, what reason do I have not to go?" Mark said frankly.

Rosen looked at him and said, "Even if it costs your life, you're willing to do it?"

"Yes."

"No regrets?"

"Yes."

"Okay, then come with me." Rosen said and held his hand.

"Leaving now?!" Mark was shocked and asked repeatedly: "Don't we make some preparations, such as bringing some weapons or food? Isn't it far from here? Should we drive..."

Before he could finish the rest of his words, Rosen had already launched the attack.

"Delivery: LV5, you and your teammates can be delivered to any coordinate point within a meter radius centered on you at any time."

This is the result of Rosen's continuous improvement in proficiency over the past one hundred and forty to fifty days.

"Rosen, I feel a little dizzy...hiccups..." Mark had just landed on the ground, and before he could finish his words, he suddenly leaned over, lowered his head, and began to vomit wildly.

Don't forget, he is still wearing a space helmet, so nothing he vomits is wasted and everything stays inside.

Although he has been eating quite a vegetarian diet recently, mainly potatoes, and not much in quantity.

But after spitting it out, not only is the smell very heady, but the liquid stuck on the mask is even more disgusting.

Rosen didn't expect his reaction to be so big, and immediately said embarrassedly: "Blame me, blame me, come on, I'll take you back to change the helmet first and then come back."

"No..." Mark disappeared again with Rosen before he could finish his refusal.

This time Rosen did not use delivery, but teleportation.

"Teleportation: Level 6, can reach anywhere within a meter in an instant."

Compared to being thrown into a washing machine and spinning wildly, teleporting is naturally much more comfortable.

"Why wasn't the feeling just now like this?" Mark looked at the living cabin that appeared in front of him again. He forgot to marvel at the magic, but only cared about why the two experiences were so different.

"Because they are different magics." Rosen explained with a smile: "The previous one was used to transport personnel and supplies, while this one is used to carry people over long distances, so the experience is naturally different."

"I strongly request that you use this magic next time." Mark said as he entered the living cabin to wash his face, brush his teeth, and change his helmet.

About ten minutes later, he ran out quickly, stretched out his hand in front of Rosen and said, "You can go now."

Before he could finish his words, Rosen grabbed his hand and activated the teleportation again.

The maximum distance of a single teleport is 20 kilometers, and unlike delivery, there is no skill cooldown period, so Rosen can use it as much as possible.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

After the figures flashed dozens of times, the two of them appeared in front of a long and narrow valley.

"Where is this?" Mark asked curiously, looking at the unfamiliar environment in front of him.

"It's on a high ground in the southern hemisphere." Rosen said, "You can't find this place on NASA's Mars map because there are electronic devices that block satellite photography and also block all electronic signals from entering."

Rosen pointed to a large pit a few hundred meters ahead and said, "That's the wreckage of the Mars Face Rover. It broke into a place it shouldn't have, so it's finished."

"Can I go and see?" Mark asked.

"of course."

Rosen said, putting his hand on his shoulder, and a light flashed that only he could see.

The next moment, they appeared at the edge of the pit.

"Wow, this is amazing." Mark couldn't help but look enviously when he exclaimed repeatedly.

After all, Rosen hardly stopped during the previous teleportation, so Mark had no idea how far he had gone.

But it’s different now. It seemed hundreds of meters away before, but now it’s right in front of me in an instant. This feeling is really shocking and magical.

When he looked down into the pit, he found that although there were some remaining parts scattered on the ground, the main body of the Mars Face probe was not there.

"What happened? It broke?" Mark asked in surprise.

"No." Rosen shook his head and said, "In fact, it was demolished, or more accurately, it was eaten."

"Who did it?" Mark asked with a slightly trembling voice.

"Bugs in the tomb." Rosen looked into the distance and pointed forward, saying, "Just like the tombs in ancient Egypt were guarded by scarabs, it's the same here, but they are more dangerous."

As he spoke, he took out the aluminum alloy shield and a javelin he had bought earlier from the storage compartment.

“Mark, the danger ahead may be beyond your imagination. Do you still want to go in?”