"Is it too thin here? Will it collapse if you step on it?"
Yun Tuan looked at it for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to make a gesture.
Visual inspection shows that the thickness of the soil between this cavity and the road is less than half a meter. Wouldn't it mean that if you step on it a little harder, you will fall in?
"I asked someone to try it with a rock drill, but it couldn't be drilled through. I still can't figure out what the ingredients are."
Jing Yu sighed softly, helplessness filling his brows.
Yun Tuan raised his eyes and caught a glimpse, feeling a little dazed - in his memory, Jing Yu had never shown such an uncertain and irritable expression, as if he was rushing to meet a deadline.
It's like I suddenly returned to my college days, when my classmates were worried about their grades, project application, and thesis.
However, a student like Jing Yu would probably finish his credits early and start his own business.
"Is it...an object from outer space?" Yun Tuan chuckled, "The UFO has occupied the Earth."
"It's not impossible. In this case, we won't be able to measure the specific ingredients."
Jing Yu nodded, raised his hand, and drank the coffee like water.
Yun Tuan looked miserable and couldn't help but frown, "Well, if there is a tomb here, I can try to find the entrance, or ask for help from the old gentleman from last time. He is better than me."
"Old Zhao... he had a heart attack when we were entering the dungeon and could not be rescued."
Jing Yu raised his head slightly, with a hint of regret in his eyes.
"Ah?"
Yun Tuan subconsciously grabbed the corner of the table and found a support point.
So suddenly...
The old man who was connected to her past, the energetic old man holding the corn snake, is no longer alive?
"However, I was originally going to take you to that valley. We can leave after the follow-up consultation is over in two days."
Jing Yu concealed too many emotions, as if he just stated an insignificant fact.
"Oh, okay..."
The clouds responded, and a strong sense of powerlessness surged in my heart.
It seems that they can't change anything, they are just pushed along by the existing messy clues.
Knock knock knock.
"Enter."
Jinghe entered the room holding a sun-bathed quilt, "I have a rumor here, it's like a horror movie, do you want to hear it?"
Yun Tuan found a stool and sat down, "What's the news?"
"I heard people say that the first group of infected people who smiled can already make normal expressions." Jing He put down the quilt and hooked his hands into the shape of sharp claws.
"Then it won't be possible to tell the difference from now on..." Yun Tuan's eyes widened.
"Yes, I don't know if they are friends or foes at all, but the newly converted people still smile, and this feature is quite stable. Now it seems that after two or three years of smiling, those people can make normal expressions.
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The more Jing He spoke, the softer his voice became. He had no confidence.
"It's like...a rejection reaction? After those conscious bodies first acquire a body, they will have symptoms of maladaptation. The specific manifestation is smiling all the time. After a few years, the consciousness adapts to the body and can no longer smile.
?"
Yun Tuan said, suddenly thinking of An Yuan's fiancé.
In total, it’s been almost two years. Does that person no longer have “rejection reaction”?
You have to find time to observe it.
"Whether they laugh or not has nothing to do with us. Those who attack us these days are both."
Jing Yu stared at the screen, his tone calm and calm.
"Well, probably everyone has their own way of living."
Yun Tuan also lay down in front of the computer, trying to find other useful information.
"Hey, you two are too calm and boring." Jing He lay on the quilt, buried his face in it, and rolled around.
Jing Yu said expressionlessly: "Let's go watch a movie in the evening."