I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

The storm continued to rage, and the boat struggled to navigate the sea. Inside the cabin, Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan toiled frantically, their eyes scanning the map, trying to find the best landing spot. The symbols and patterns on the map seemed to pulsate, each mark coming alive, telling an untold story.

Zhang Wanqing's fingers gently traced a distinctive mark on the map, a strong intuition welling up in her: this mark might be the key to a secret location. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her excitement. She knew this mark might be the key to uncovering the truth.

Fu Siyuan's eyes also fell on the mark, and there was a hint of curiosity in his voice: "This mark...I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Zhang Wanqing's heartbeat quickened, and she quickly asked, "Have you seen it? Where?"

Fu Siyuan took a deep breath, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. "During one of my research projects, I came across some ancient documents that mentioned a forgotten place that was said to hold an ancient secret."

A strong intuition surged in Zhang Wanqing's heart. She knew that this place might be the lair of the secret organization her father had mentioned. She stood up, her eyes filled with determination: "We must go there and uncover this secret."

The storm finally subsided, and the sea returned to calm. Zhang Wanqing, Fu Siyuan, and Li Wei stood on the deck, their gazes gazing into the distance across the shimmering water.

They finally succeeded in reaching the new island.

Zhang Wanqing's fingers gently brushed across the mysterious symbols on the metal sheet. She could feel the warmth of these ancient patterns under her fingertips, as if they contained some unawakened power.

Sunlight filtered through the treetops, dappling onto the altar and casting a golden outline on her profile. Her heartbeat quickened with every breath, for she knew this piece of metal might be the key to an unknown world.

Fu Siyuan stood beside her, his eyes also focused on the metal piece, with curiosity and wisdom flashing in his eyes.

He whispered, "I've seen similar symbols to these in my research. They appear to be an ancient code that may lead us to that hidden underground city."

Li Wei looked around warily, scanning the jungle to make sure there were no uninvited guests approaching. His voice was low and firm: "We must be careful. This place may be full of traps and surveillance."

Zhang Wanqing nodded, her eyes firm and resolute: "We have no way back, only forward."

They began to cautiously follow the clues on the metal sheet, heading deeper into the jungle. Each step felt incredibly heavy, as they knew that each step could trigger an unknown danger. The sunlight was gradually blocked by the dense canopy of trees, and the atmosphere in the jungle became increasingly oppressive.

Suddenly, Zhang Wanqing stopped, her eyes drawn to a patch of strange flowers in front of her. These flowers emitted a faint fluorescent light, and they looked particularly dazzling in the dim jungle.

She remembered her father mentioning these flowers, special plants that ancient civilizations used to mark important places.

"Look, these flowers." There was a hint of excitement in Zhang Wanqing's voice as she pointed to the glowing flowers.

Fu Siyuan and Li Wei approached quickly, their eyes also attracted by these strange flowers. Fu Siyuan squatted down and gently touched the petals of a flower, his brows furrowed, as if thinking about something.

"These flowers are the signposts guiding us forward." Zhang Wanqing's voice was firm, and she began to move forward in the direction of the flowers.

They followed the glowing flowers through the jungle until they reached a steep cliff. The cliff was covered in moss and vines, making it almost impossible to discern any path. However, on the side of the cliff, they found a crack, almost completely covered by vegetation, through which a faint light shone.

Li Wei stepped forward and pushed aside the vines, revealing a hidden entrance. He scanned the area to make sure there were no traps. Then, he turned back and nodded to Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan, signaling them to follow.

They carefully entered the crevice, revealing a narrow passage. Moss grew on the walls, and the air was filled with a damp, ancient scent. Their footsteps echoed through the passage, each echo like the echo of history.

As they went deeper into the passage, the light around them grew dimmer and dimmer, until they were plunged into complete darkness.

They turned on their flashlights, and beams of light flickered in the darkness, illuminating the path ahead. Their heartbeats were especially clear in the darkness, and every beat seemed to remind them that they were walking on an unknown path.

The passage finally came to an end, and they came to a huge underground space.

In the center of the space is a large pool, its surface as calm as a mirror, reflecting the faint light from above. Surrounding the pool is an open square, the ground of which is engraved with intricate patterns that coincide with the symbols on the metal plate.

Zhang Wanqing stood at the edge of the square, her eyes scanning the area. She could sense the power inherent in this space, an ancient and mysterious force. She took a deep breath, knowing they had found the hidden underground city.

Fu Siyuan and Li Wei stood beside her, their eyes equally stunned by the spectacular sight. Fu Siyuan's voice was filled with awe: "Here, here is the forgotten underground city."

Li Wei looked around warily. His voice was low and firm: "We have to be careful. There may be danger hidden here."

They began to explore along the edge of the square, looking for possible clues and secrets. As they went deeper, the secrets of this underground city were gradually revealed, but it also brought more mysteries and dangers.

Zhang Wanqing's footsteps echoed on the ancient stone slabs, and her gaze scanned the stone walls surrounding the square, searching for any hidden clues. The air was filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if every corner concealed an unknown secret. Her heartbeat was particularly clear in the silence, each beat a reminder that they were on an unknown road.

Fu Siyuan followed closely behind, his gaze wandering over the patterns and symbols on the stone wall, trying to decipher these ancient codes. His brow furrowed, his fingers gently touching the incisions on the stone wall, as if he could feel the warmth of the fingertips of those ancient craftsmen.

Li Wei looked around warily, his eyes searching every shadow to make sure there were no hidden dangers. He held a pistol tightly in his hand, ready to deal with any possible threats.

They arrived at the center of the square, where a huge pool stood. The surface was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the faint light from above. In the center of the pool was a strange stone sculpture, seemingly an ancient guardian deity, its eyes deep and hollow, as if it could see through people's hearts.

Zhang Wanqing approached the stone sculpture, her eyes drawn to a slab of stone held in its hands. The stone was engraved with intricate patterns that matched the symbols on the metal sheet. She carefully touched the stone, and suddenly, she felt a slight vibration.