Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Zu Li smiled. "Don't worry, don't worry, it's all science, it's all science."

Wu Xie & Wang Pangzi: You, a cultivator, are lecturing us on science. This whole thing is unscientific, isn't it?

“Brother Zhang, your lines.” Su Li looked at Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling, focused on petting his cub: ...

I don't want to say so much, I'm so tired...

His dark eyes were fixed on Wu Xie. "Wu Sansheng told you about it."

"You told me that?" Wu Xie was bewildered. He was about to ask what you told him when suddenly the story his third uncle had told him about their archaeological team in the Xisha Islands came to mind.

"Brother, you mean...?"

Zhang Qiling nodded.

Fatty Wang stared speechlessly at the two of them, trying to answer their riddle. "What are you saying? Fatty, didn't you understand? Little Li, did you understand?"

Su Li nodded. "I understand."

Fatty Wang, who was originally looking for his comrades: ...

Are you three skinny guys ostracizing Fatty?

Wu Xie thought for a moment and then picked out some parts of the story Wu Sansheng had told him and told them to Fatty Wang.

To be honest, Wu Xie is quite good at storytelling. After all, the entire main storyline is based on Wu Xie's diary, and the Third Master's writing skills are beyond doubt.

Fatty Wang was speechless as he listened to the story, then grabbed Wu Xie's shoulder and shook him wildly.

"Little Innocent, you're so disloyal! You know so much but you didn't say anything. Are you locked up? If you had told us earlier, would we be stuck here like this?"

Wu Xie felt like his brain was being shaken to its core. He struggled to pry Wang Pangzi's hands off and slapped him in the process. "You fatso, are you trying to shake me to death?"

"What did Wu Sansheng say before he fell into a coma?" Zhang Qiling reminded him.

Wu Xie, who was rubbing his head, was taken aback. "What did you say? You said 'elevator'."

elevator?

What does it mean?

Zhang Qiling looked to Su Li for help, not wanting to say much since he had a mouth double.

Of course, in unavoidable circumstances, one has to say what needs to be said...

Su Li felt a chill run down her spine when she thought of the long monologue Zhang Qiling delivered here in the story.

He turned his gaze back to Zhang Qiling, saying, "Why don't you do it yourself? Don't you know all the lines by heart?"

Zhang Qiling lowered his head and stroked the baby without saying a word.

Su Li looked at the little corpse demon sitting obediently in Zhang Qiling's lap, being stroked by him, and said, "Give it back to me, I don't want you to stroke it anymore..."

Just as the two lazybones were exchanging glances, Wu Xie, who was still pondering the word "elevator," suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"I understand!"

Huh?

"Does Ali have paper and pen?" Wu Xie asked.

Zurich does indeed have it.

He took out a blank notebook and a ballpoint pen and handed them to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie quickly began scribbling and drawing in his notebook, and soon a simple and clear sketch appeared before everyone's eyes.

The notebook contains drawings of spaces resembling a three-story building, each space depicted with just a few strokes, showcasing completely different decorations.

There is a straight passageway in front of the second level of space.

Wu Xie then pointed to the second level of space and began to explain.

"For example, when we came out of the pool earlier, we were in this space."

He then pointed to the passageway.

"We came into the passageway from the second level of space."

"And at this time."

As Wu Xie finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and tore off the part with the space drawn on it, leaving only the pattern of the passageway in the notebook.

Wu Xie held the torn-off pattern and slowly moved it upwards.

"The room that was originally on the second floor has been moved to the upper or lower floor by a mechanism, so the space we enter again is no longer the original second floor space."

Su Li looked at Wu Xie with a mixture of confusion and awe.

Although Wu Xie's example differed somewhat from what Zhang Qiling was supposed to explain, it seemed much simpler and easier to understand. At least Wang Pangzi didn't need to explain it to him again before he understood it clearly.

"So that's how it is! Is it really that simple? I really thought I'd encountered a supernatural event!" Fatty Wang slapped his thigh and exclaimed.

As expected of someone who studied architecture, even without Brother Zhang's detailed explanation, Wu Xie could figure out the principles of this thing and express them clearly by spending a little more time on his own.

“That doesn’t make sense, Tianzhen. According to your logic, your third uncle didn’t enter the passageway at the time. Instead, he lay in the side chamber. In that case, no matter how it changed up and down, your third uncle wouldn’t have known, right?” Fatty Wang said.

"He clearly told you about the elevator," Su Li added online.

They were practically saying outright, "Your third uncle is lying to you."

Wu Xie, Wu Xie, was actually unable to refute it.

Wu Xiaogou is almost broken.

"Let's not think about that now. Let's think about how to get out of here." Seeing that Wu Xie was completely dejected, Fatty Wang couldn't bear it and changed the subject.

Tomb raiders typically have three routes to leave an ancient tomb.

First: Return the way they came. (Clearly, their original route was lost.)

Second: Find the escape route left by the workers who built the tomb. (Finding it in the sea wouldn't help.)

Third: Dig another tunnel to get out.

Wu Xie looked up at the solid roof of the treasure, and all he could see were rows of blue bricks. He sighed helplessly. Even with tools in hand, digging it out would be a huge undertaking.

"How about...wait...and come back?" Fatty Wang suggested, stroking his chin.

Wu Xie remained silent. "You really dare to dream of it turning back! Do you know how long it takes to turn once? Do you know how many layers it has? Is there enough oxygen for us to wait?"

Dejected, Fatty Wang listlessly picked up his flashlight and sat down on the steps near the passageway.

Zhang Qiling is addicted to masturbating.

Zurich watched Wu Xie's brainstorming session.

Wu Xie... is brainstorming...

Based on the data from their dive, they should not be far from the surface, probably only a dozen meters away.

To construct such a mechanism that allows the entire burial chamber to move up and down, this underwater tomb must have been built at a very high altitude.

Therefore, the highest point of this underwater tomb should not be too far from the sea level, and they could easily find the topmost burial chamber and dig it out directly.

They had also explored the surrounding area while searching for the entrance. The water in this area was not deep, and if they acted at the right time of low tide, they would definitely have a chance to get out safely.

Thinking of these things, Wu Xie stood up excitedly, just about to express his ideas.

"Huh? Huh? Huh? No, Tianzhen, come and see!" Fatty Wang suddenly jumped up, shining his flashlight directly into the passageway outside and exclaiming in surprise.

Bored, Su Li was the first to jump up and run to Fatty Wang's side.

Upon hearing the summons, Wu Xie put aside his thoughts and walked over, pulling Zhang Qiling along with him.

In front of the passageway, where there used to be a brick wall, a door appeared. The flashlight beam shone through the door, and a huge coffin made of Phoebe zhennan wood was placed in the very center.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang accepted the sudden appearance of a new tomb chamber quite well, after all, the lesson they had just learned from Teacher Wu hadn't been for nothing.

What interested them more was the material of the coffin.