Chapter 38: Get there first? Preliminary exploration of the ruins!
Stopping, Sumo began to look around.
Following the path he came from, Sumo lay on the ground and felt an obvious ups and downs.
"If I guessed correctly, the place where I am should be a basin."
We were three kilometers away, looking at the road we came from. The distance had become blurry, and part of the scenery was hidden on the horizon.
Looking to the west, you can clearly feel that the slope of the terrain is rising.
After looking around carefully, Sumo found the location of the ruins.
"Is this...the place where the prehistoric ruins are?"
This is a terrain similar to that of a shelter.
There is also a small hill where the underground ruins are located. Due to the terrain, there is no complete drainage facility around the hill, resulting in the accumulation of large areas of water.
Of course, if there is no map mark and the existence of ruins, choosing this place as the foundation of the shelter, and adding pipes to dredge the water, will also be an excellent place to build a shelter.
"Woof woof woof!"
Oreo withdrew from a distance and asked his owner's opinion.
Due to more than a day of heavy rain, the water near the ruins was so deep that it was difficult for Oreo to wade through even if he was wearing a raincoat.
Seeing Oreo's fearful expression, Sumo said without hesitation:
"We must explore this shelter. This is the only treasure spot we know of near us. You wait for me here while I wait for the next person to come over."
"Woof?"
Oreo wagged his tail, not wanting to be separated from his owner.
He lowered his body and rubbed Oreo's dog head, and Somo comforted him:
"Don't worry, keep watch for the master outside. The acid rain inside is very scary. Once you touch it,"
"Hiss! Your hair will be gone!"
Oreo, who was still eager to try, was suddenly startled by Somo. His eyes revealed a feeling of fear, grievance and reluctance. He could only squat down and shake his big, supple tail.
Standing up, Somo took a deep breath, took out his raincoat from the storage space, and began to put it on.
The fluid raincoat did not hinder normal activities at all. After checking that there was no damage or leakage, Somo began to walk forward step by step, dripping with water.
At this time, we were still about two hundred meters away from where the hill was.
The water level has already reached the top of the feet.
To be cautious, Somo decided to walk around to the back of the hill and try to explore from a direction that was not prone to water accumulation.
The soil on the plains was not solid to begin with, but it turned into thin mud under the influence of rainwater.
Every time he stepped down, Somo's walking was very difficult.
Sometimes even the lower half of the leg gets stuck, and it takes a lot of effort to pull it out.
There was water flowing all the way, and we walked for about 20 minutes before we walked out about 150 meters.
As the terrain increases, the soil begins to become harder and the water gradually disappears.
However, the numerous footprints on the ground made Sumo feel nervous.
These footprints look very "fresh", and even after being washed away by heavy rain, the shape can still be seen clearly.
There are footprints that branch into two toes, and there are also entire footprints of cats.
Occasionally, a few hairs can be seen in the cracks in the soil.
Squatting on the ground, Somo carefully picked up the hair from the cracks in the ground and looked at it carefully.
"It does look like the fur of a cat. This flexibility is definitely not that of an ordinary animal."
With an uneasy heart, Sumo opened the game panel and clicked on the monster illustration for the second time today.
[No mutant beasts have been detected within a kilometer radius of the player]
【Today’s count 1/3】
"It's strange. Logically speaking, cats should have a very strong sense of territory. If they can come here, there is no reason to say that this is not their territory."
Cats use paw scratches and urine to mark the boundaries of their territories, and also to tell other animals when they pass by, so as to avoid conflicts due to accidental encounters.
After looking around, Sumo shook his head and found no nearby marking point.
"Is this blood?"
Touching the side of the hill, Sumo suddenly discovered a pool of blood that had been blended into the earth.
He lowered his head and smelled the ground. In addition to the fishy smell of soil after rainy days, he could smell a trace of blood.
And there was still a lot of hair near the blood stains.
as well as...
A place of bombardment.
"What is this? Damn it, was it blown up by a grenade?"
The further you go towards the side of the hill, the more traces of animals there are.
After walking around to the left, Sumo was shocked to find a scorched black mark on the ground.
The grass next to the trace is still green, but in the center of the trace there is no grass.
This place that was bombarded was extremely abnormal. Calculated based on the spread diameter of the explosion point in the center, it was only about 50cm.
Moreover, the ground was not blown up, which was very unreasonable for fixed-point blasting explosives or hand-thrown grenades.
A bad feeling came from Somo's heart.
I walked quickly back to the middle of the hill, along the highest point, and when I almost reached the end, I saw several more signs of bombardment.
And at the very front, a large, dark hole was blasted.
"???"
"Has someone already arrived first?"
He took out the flashlight from the storage space, turned on the light, and looked into the cave.
From the cave to the ground, it is about four meters high, which is similar to the height of the shelter. The buildings here give Somo a familiar feeling.
"Why do you feel such a strong sense of familiarity? Are you sure this is not a refuge for humans?"
If this were an RPG game, countless question marks would definitely float over Somo's head.
Go down and explore?
After a bold idea emerged from Sumo's mind, he suddenly became crazy.
Everything here is too strange. The inexplicable feline hair, several small-area bombardments at fixed points, and a design structure similar to that of a human refuge have all given this underground ruins a layer of mystery.
After opening the storage space and searching for a while, Sumo decided to use the most primitive method, weaving hemp rope.
It is more than four meters high. It is easy to jump down but difficult to get up.
Somo took out two units of plant fiber, sat in the hole, and began to weave hemp rope seriously.
After repeatedly winding several strands of tough plant fibers and moving them down, it only took Somo less than 20 minutes to weave a grass rope about three meters long.
Take out two units of iron blocks, place them on the ground, tie a section of hemp rope to the iron blocks, and a simple up and down device is completed.
At this moment, Sumo was extremely grateful that he had joined the DIY craft club in college.
Otherwise, this simple job would be really difficult for ordinary people to do.
After everything was cleaned up, Sumo tried to take out small stones and throw them around. After confirming that there were no traps, he began to explore the ruins for the first time.
I’ve seen a lot of tomb robbing in novels, but it’s quite difficult to actually do it.
Putting the flashlight in his mouth in embarrassment, Somo grabbed the rope and began to slide down.
The rough touch brought by the plant fibers greatly enhanced the friction when sliding down. Every time he slid down, Somo had to spend a lot of effort to catch it.
When there was only one meter left, the strength of Somo's hands dispersed, and his whole body naturally fell to the ground.
He had been holding his breath for a long time when he was exerting himself. As soon as he recovered, Somo was gasping for air.
But when he raised his head and looked ahead with the help of the flashlight's light, he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.
one person(×)
A skeleton(√)
Although he had just dealt with five gangsters last night, at this moment, when he looked at the skull that fell on the ground and looked at him crookedly.
