It was not Si Fan's sudden slap in his head, but he was trying hard, because he had a killer weapon to use.

This killer weapon is the super high gravitational geological transformation instrument.

This thing can be said to have helped Si Fan a lot, but it was the first time he helped him solve this problem.

He cannot put pressure on the top, which will make the collapse worse. What should he do now? Of course, he is going to go down to see if he can solve some other problems.

Although it is called a geological transformation instrument, it seems that it always applies pressure to the underground and consolidates the ground, but in fact this thing can also broaden the cave and consolidate the surrounding walls.

In this current situation, as long as Si Fan goes down, he can try his best to widen the river channel and use the power of the system to make the surrounding walls solid.

More importantly, when the power spreads, the upward power will eventually have a certain amount of power to hold back the yellow sand.

This way the construction can be done.

In front of me was the whirlpool of the desert that seemed to be able to swallow everything. The cave was very deep and there was no way to see the situation below at a very far distance. Si Fan could only see the situation below through a mechanical camera, but if he wanted to continue, Si Fan didn't have much clue now.

But people always have ways. He saw the terminator in three directions constantly wrapping the ropes on his body and jumping down the ropes.

During this process, they all jumped directly in, but did not interfere with each other. The three directions adhered to the Terminator's usual style, all at the same distance, almost no difference, and the ground was quite solid.

Si Fan looked at these three directions and waved his hand to stop T800 from being awesome.

"Notify the Ultimate people that the traction ropes from these three directions are entangled in the middle to form a fixed aerial lifting platform. I want to go down in the center." Si Fan's order was very firm.

But the system denies it.

"The host, according to the calculations of this system, the probability of death failure in this operation is 3.75% and the probability of injury is 27.25%. It is not recommended that the host do such a physically harmful thing."

Listening to the system, Si Fan smiled.

"You are still the system after all. Since the probability of this thing killing me is so small, it is worth fighting. Anyway, if I don't succeed, I will be destined to be unable to live a good life. It will be too difficult to stand up again."

After saying that, he waved his hand and all the Terminators began to act. The Terminators above were completely different this time. When they rushed to the middle of the desert, they suddenly jumped, and then the three Terminators hugged each other as if they were connected together. Then they pulled out a rope from their bodies and tied them together, forming a vertical lifting platform, and then their rope fell directly down the bottom.

Looking at this situation, Si Fan was very strange. It was probably that the Terminator was not afraid of yellow sand burying under it, nor was he afraid of the impact of water flow. If he were an ordinary person, he would have died ten thousand times long ago.

Below this is the underground river.

It is also the river of life in the ancient Loulan Kingdom. It nurtured countless Loulan people back then, and also gave this ancient Silk Road a middle resting place.

Now, it seems that only Si Fan can have a glimmer of hope when he goes down here.

So Si Fan stood on the huge shelf close to his side in fear, and then looked at the ordinary locks and his face changed.

He is not particularly afraid of heights, but he still has a natural resistance to death and horror, especially in front of him, there is a vortex of death, but he has to accurately descend from the center, which is very difficult.

He brought all the equipment, which were several sets of sandproof clothes, and locked together with locks. Then he covered himself with a large tent, carrying an oxygen bucket, and putting an oxygen hood on his back. He prepared a sharp saber in his hand, then folded it up, waiting for the buckle to pop out at any time. In addition, there was a spare saber on the trouser legs.

After everything was in place, Si Fan kicked his legs and glided from the platform to the center of the downhill. This was the lowest position in all locations, so the zipline was very smooth, but unlike the Terminator who could still run wildly in the yellow sand, he directly cut to the center, where it was the lowest point, so he would not sway around.

After a few dozen seconds, Si Fan felt as if a year had passed, the entire tent was covered with a plastic frame around him. However, the frame was very elastic and guaranteed to not break and kill Si Fan, and could help share the yellow sand covering that he encountered at the first time.

When he reached the center position, the other locks automatically broke away and had been released by the Terminator. Only Si Fan in the center disappeared because of the pulling force around him, and instantly accelerated and descended downward.

The length and landing speed of the rope are calculated and are guaranteed not to be too fast.

But when the rope fell below the ground, Si Fan still felt the horror of death. A large amount of yellow sand fell on the tent, smashing him around, as if he was about to enter the yellow sand at any time. There was a lot of yellow sand and it was very heavy. If it weren't for the tent sharing, Si Fan would probably have turned into a pockmarked face, ensuring a face full of blood.

Even so, the tent was still constantly torn. Because the strength around him was uneven, he felt like he was a ball in the washing machine, constantly being twisted and twisted. The tent even had some twists and the rope was constantly being impacted. The rope could hardly bear Si Fan's weight.

The entire speed of the downward speed was very fast. When Si Fan suddenly felt a sudden pause under him, the tent became a pioneer who bears the impact weight. Then Si Fan felt that he had also photographed the top of the tent. Then he saw a crazy leak around him.

"Here." Si Fan said in his heart, and had already bounced out the sword in his hand, and he slashed at the tent next to him. Then a large area of ​​turbid yellow water hit his body. Si Fan quickly felt something around him constantly pressing down on him.

Only then did he feel that the rope was so important that the rope pulled him to fix it in this position, and then he felt as if something was pulling himself, and his position was also changing.

I don’t know how long it took, but the tent on his body had already been broken and floated to somewhere because of Si Fan. He couldn’t care whether he had environmental awareness or not. He could only feel that it was rising in the water. At this time, the oxygen tank on his body provided oxygen to Si Fan, and then the rope slowly pulled him to guide him.

After a long time, I felt a sudden slightness on my body, and then my whole body came out of the water.
Chapter completed!