To be honest, just judging from the appearance of the stone gate, it is difficult to remind Lin Feng of the place outside the treasure.

First of all, the sizes of nearly three meters high and four meters wide are more grand than any door Lin Feng encountered before.

In addition to the delicate texture and lifelike reliefs on the stone door, it can be seen that they have taken great effort to carve it.

You should know that the technical conditions in that era were no more than today.

Nowadays, all walks of life have already entered the intelligence. Even the sewer has dedicated probes to penetrate deep into the pipeline to detect blockages, not to mention those high-precision automation equipment that is enough to carve the Qingming Shanghetu on metal plates with strong hardness.

Thousands of years ago, before these advanced technologies were born, just a stone door of just a few meters in radius, it would take at least several years of effort by several craftsmen to carve it to the level Lin Feng saw.

Moreover, the animal skin that is tightly attached to the facade can be covered. Its function is to add another layer of safety to the closed stone door to isolate the air and keep the environment inside the door closed.

Through these two points, it can be reflected how much this ethnic group attached to the place behind this door at that time.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng became secretly excited.

After all, no matter how slim he was on the way, he was almost exhausted even if he could withstand this trip. So he was very eager to see something, then achieve a system task, and then handle the matter with Lao Zhang.

"It's a mule or a horse. When you open this door, it will be revealed!"

Lin Feng thought so.

However, the more you reach the last moment, the less you should not be careless. Therefore, before deciding to take action, you should still check all the resources you have in your hands.

So Lin Feng, in front of the camera, pulled the dirty marching backpack, then unzipped the zipper, and shaked the whole backpack upside down.

I saw a lot of messy things falling from the door of the bag, and a small pile was piled up on the ground.

Finally, Lin Feng saw that his backpack had been hollowed out, so he kept it aside. Then he squatted down and fiddled with the pair of things on the ground, preparing to check what else he had.

Lin Feng's movements were very fast. It took only about five minutes to complete a series of work to clear the whole bunch of messy things, check and classify them.

After taking stock of all the supplies, Lin Feng couldn't help but look a little ugly, because the actual situation is far worse than he thought.

In this environment, there are not many places where gadgets of all kinds of uses come in handy, and the most important thing is food and fresh water.

As for Tamsui, it has been no longer a problem since the underground river was discovered.

So the only problem is with the food.

In Lin Feng's impression, when he left the sand off-road vehicle and climbed over the circular deep groove alone, he was wearing enough high-energy compressed biscuits.

According to the normal consumption, the dry food is enough for him to eat for a week.

This was not originally a question that Lin Feng had to worry about.

However, the fact is that Lin Feng facilitated the things in his entire backpack, but only found only three packs of compressed biscuits. Even if he saved a little food, it was only enough for Lin Feng to have four meals.

Including Lin Feng's stomach has started to roar at this moment. If he eats part of it here, the rest will be barely enough for him to eat for a day.

Then the question is.

Although Lin Feng encountered various situations all the way, it seemed that time had not passed long.

But in fact, it has actually taken Lin Feng almost fifty hours to walk by the river from leaving the off-road vehicle camp to the present day.

So, if you open the stone gate on the other side of the stone bridge and then go straight to the destination Lin Feng wants to find, it's okay.

Lin Feng can easily complete the task and go home directly.

But if there are many crises inside and there is another accident, it is hard to say. If you delay one or half a day of effort inside, then Lin Feng will probably be hungry for a whole day on the way back.

But this is still a smooth return journey...

But this is not a problem for Lin Feng. The most fatal thing is... there is not much food left in the off-road vehicle camp!

Because Lin Feng was not sure how long it would take to hike deep into the desert at the beginning, he brought a week of dry food conservatively just in case.

Anyway, if the situation really does not allow it, he can choose to give up the task decisively and return temporarily to make plans.

The arrangements are always flexible, so I didn't think about it more.

The current situation is that Lin Feng, the second guy, actually lost the dry food! Lost! Lost! That is to say, even if he immediately returns to the off-road vehicle camp and wants to rely on the only dry food to rush out of the desert...

To be honest, he has no idea.

"Grass! Grass! My grass! When did it lose it??"

Lin Feng roared with an unusually ugly expression. As he said that, he waved the engineer shovel angrily and smashed it hard on the ground.

He heard several bangs and bangs, and he cut off a layer of ground with a shovel, and then he stopped unwillingly.

For a moment, Lin Feng felt an unprecedented sense of helplessness.

Even if it is snow-capped mountains, even if it is swamps, even if it is jungles, even if it is deserts.

Lin Feng persisted in any extreme environment, but he didn't expect that he, a hero, would have a crisis at dinner.

Coupled with the struggles along the way, Lin Feng felt very tired, and even a faint thought of "Forget it, give up" arises in his heart.

"It must have been lost when encountering a sandstorm. I was so panicked at that time. I completely ignored this. It's such a fucking trick!"

Lin Feng roughly recalled and concluded that he lost dry food while fleeing in the sandstorm.

"Forget it, it's over, and regret is useless. Think about it on the better side. If everything goes well, with the current food and plenty of fresh water, you will still have a chance to escape Takramakan."

Lin Feng cheered himself up, cheered up again, and then began to leave the rest of the useful things, and the useless things were still lost.

This way, you can get into battle lightly and save a little bit of physical strength.

After some choice, Lin Feng picked out what he thought he could use from a bunch of supplies.

A saber, an engineer shovel, a tactical flashlight and only two spare batteries left, three packs of compressed biscuits, two pots of fresh water, a roll of mountaineering ropes and locks with tensile resistance of two tons, several glow sticks, and the pistol that has been hiding on Lin Feng’s belt at the back waist...

After a while, Lin Feng put the picked things into his backpack and carried them behind him again.

"Damn it, I don't believe in this evil anymore. There is no place to keep me in history!"
Chapter completed!