It was the early morning of the second day after arriving in Rome.
The consultant wakes up from sleep, which is different from Tianyi's laziness and indulgence. As long as conditions permit, the consultant treats his body as piously as if he worships it in a temple.
He gets up when the sun rises and doesn't stay up late if he can. He controls his sleep time to about seven hours to ensure high-quality and effective sleep. He also eats regularly and does various check-ups on himself regularly.
This is a very ironic phenomenon. A person with mental and personality abnormalities tries his best to ensure that his body functions normally.
After cleaning up, he walked out of the room. Sure enough, two knights of the Iron Discipline were standing guard at the door in high spirits. When the consultant came out, they didn't say anything, but just looked at him coldly.
The consultant shrugged and led the two followers to the door of the gunsmith's room. Naturally, there were two more on guard there.
I knocked on the gunsmith's door, but after half a minute there was still no response. The consultant sighed, put the fingers of both hands together, pressed them on the door panel, and knocked rhythmically. He seemed to be humming softly, but you couldn't tell anything by just listening to him tapping on the door panel. .
In short, after knocking like this for two or three minutes, the gunsmith, who was sleepy and wearing a pair of underpants, opened the door: "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing? Get up and do some work." the consultant replied.
"What time is it?" the gunsmith complained, "the chickens haven't risen yet."
"Is there a chicken in your room?" the consultant asked.
"I have it in my gut," the gunsmith replied.
"Then you go and invite the chicken in your intestines into the toilet now, say good morning to it, and get ready to go." After speaking, the consultant turned away and headed towards Anshui's room.
Five seconds after knocking on the door, the door opened. "John DeSoto" was wearing a different set of clean clothes from yesterday, and he didn't look tired. "Are you going to leave?"
The consultant knew that this guy didn't need sleep, so he didn't find it strange. He just said, "Go to the gunsmith's room to supervise him. I suspect he will fall asleep and continue to sleep."
An Shui responded: "Okay." After that, he left.
It wasn't long before the advisor heard the gunsmith's grumblings rising again.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the door of the hotel. The consultant had already finished breakfast. He had no intention of leaving time for the gunsmith to eat, and directly led the two of them into the special car prepared for them by Steel Discipline.
A flag officer named Suisside was waiting for the three of them in the car. He was also the person in charge of the scene at the airport yesterday. He will basically be responsible for the prevention work against members of the reverse cross this time. Because about half a year ago, Suisside had a head-on experience with members of the Anti-Cross in Venice. Although it was a relatively failed operation, the responsibility did not lie with him. Later, the Inspector General of the Holy City, Camo Botterini, took the blame alone. Suisside's response at the time was very appropriate and was recognized by the chief pastor, and he was reused within the organization.
The drive was not long, and the consultant did not take the initiative to talk to the Iron Discipline people. Not long after, they arrived at one of Rome's landmark buildings, the Colosseum.
This place and its surrounding areas have long been cordoned off by the Iron Law. As soon as you get out of the car, you can notice that the streets near the Colosseum are covered with a thin layer of dust. There are certainly no sandstorms in Rome, so this dust indicates that there is some kind of need to break ground. Big construction is going on around here.
When you walk into the Colosseum, the first thing you notice is that the circular gladiatorial stage in the middle is gone, replaced by a huge pit. Around the pit, scaffolding and simple lifts have been built for a long time. There is still a certain amount of space on the edge of the arena. There are clearly traces of large tracks and tires on the ground. It can be seen that vehicles such as cranes and bulldozers have been here. Worked.
Outside the Colosseum, up to the front row of the auditorium, the buildings in this space were also cleared. The column decorations in the ancient Athenian architectural style were demolished, and a "big hole" was opened in the wall on the west side of the Colosseum. , as the passage in and out of engineering facilities.
"It's broken down like this..." The consultant took out a handkerchief from his pocket, covered his mouth and nose, walked slowly to the edge of the pit, and looked down: "There should have been many spaces and tunnels directly below the arena, where livestock and horns were stored. Fighters, props, even Naraku (a stage lifting device) and water channels. You are..."
Before the consultant finished asking, Suisside said: "Just dig it all out and dump it. It's no different from soil."
"Haha... Should I observe a moment of silence for this masterpiece and miracle of ancient architectural art?" the consultant laughed.
"It's nothing more than an abandoned building site, recording the history of blood and tears of the oppressed people under the slavery system. Every stone seems to be engraved with the cruel and crazy faces of a group of ignorant people, and every handful of soil is soaked with slaves and beasts. Blood." Lodovico's voice sounded, Dasher followed him, and Vanessa came too, with a lollipop stuffed in her mouth as always.
"There are many such non-functional buildings in the world. They have no value other than commemorative and symbolic significance. Even if they are not used to dig out treasures, I don't think they have much preservation value." Lodovico continued.
The advisor smiled and said: "Being in an organization based on 'faith', I admire the Holy Land Overseer for having such pragmatic values. If your grand leader attempts to build a giant statue of himself in the future, I hope you can go up and slap him twice in the mouth, and then spit in his face."
Lodovico snorted coldly: "Okay, I wonder what the three experts think of this situation?"
"It seems that those large construction vehicles are no longer in use, and the excavated soil has no idea where to go. That means that your excavation has stopped for some time." The gunsmith squatted by the pit, his eyes seemed to Can penetrate the darkness and see what's underneath: "The depth is about a hundred meters. The bottom of the pit... or in other words, the top of the ruins is a pyramid structure. If nothing else, it really is that..." He stood up, He looked back at Dark Water.
Darkwater's tone and behavior at this time are basically based on the late explorer John who was devoured by him. Since the people of Steel Command do not know John personally, Darkwater does not need to disguise himself very well, even if he behaves like his usual self , as long as he maintains the appearance of an ordinary human being, the other party will think that this person is a little indifferent at most.
"The pyramid tip is only the uppermost part of the ruins. The space below is usually very huge and may not be connected physically. There may be several or dozens of such spires of different depths in the Roman city, and some extend only It is as big as a football field, and some of the bottom parts are so big that it is unimaginable, and the area at the bottom may be wider than the entire territory of the Vatican," Anshui said.
"What relic is this? Have you ever encountered it? Mr. John." Lodovico asked.
"Based on the existing documents and historical research results on the earth, this kind of ruins should be attributed to the Olmec civilization in Central America. I can say that I have done some research on this aspect." Anshui replied. In fact, he also He was just trying to fool these laymen. He chose to use the memory in John's mind to explain this part of his knowledge.
This was originally the civilization he lived in, but it was misinterpreted by humans many years later. If Anshui were to explain it using the actual situation he had grasped, it would have taken him a month. Their race's technology, culture, economy, social system, etc. are all so different from the concept of human society that it can't be described in a few words. Back in the South American jungle, when he pretended to be John and talked to the gunsmith, he only used Olmec rhetoric to excuse him.
"Oh! Is it the prehistoric civilization of the Mexicans?" Dasher asked with gleaming eyes. This guy with a curly beard had already attracted the attention of the three of them. His appearance was so Mexican and his complexion was so... Authentic, but this guy's accent is very strange. He doesn't seem to speak Spanish at all, but he deliberately adds a very nondescript Spanish accent to his English...
"Please give me some peace of mind..." Lodovico interrupted Dasher, looking a little embarrassed, and cleared his throat and said: "The problem is, the ancient civilizations in Central America also had pyramids? Isn't that exclusive to the Egyptians? Is that so? And..." He looked obviously suspicious: "Why are the treasures of the Templar Knights in the fourteenth century related to an ancient civilization far away on the other side of the earth, and are buried in this ruins."
The consultant continued: "As for the question of the pyramids, even if you look for archaeologists all over the world, no one can answer you. Maybe you can get an insightful answer by going to the alien research club of a certain university. As for why the treasure is It will be in this ruins. I wanted to tell you yesterday, but you seemed to think it was nonsense and just dig it out. It doesn't matter how it was buried, so I don't bother to explain it to you now."
At this time, the gunsmith had already arrived at the nearest elevator: "I want to go down and take a look."
The consultant followed and gestured to Anshui to come over: "We are going down to investigate. If you want to send someone to keep an eye on it, come quickly."
Only then did Vanessa take the lollipop stick out of her mouth, but she had already chewed the candy and swallowed it. She had been silent since just now. In fact, she didn't want to take the candy out of her mouth, because here The air is not very good, and there will definitely be a lot of dust when you take it out.
"Suisside, let's go down with them." Vanessa didn't speak in a commanding tone, but she did seem to be giving orders, and Suisside really did it.
Lodovico said: "Big..." As soon as the word "Sir" was about to be spoken, Vanessa glared at him. He swallowed the words abruptly and could only say: "Only you and Suisside, no matter what. one… "
"Don't worry, these three guys won't fight with us yet. Besides, you can't find a dozen people to point weapons at them all the time." Vanessa took out a hair tie from her pocket and tied the red hair He smoothed it up and tied it into a ponytail, and got on the elevator with Suisside, the consultant, the gunsmith, and Anshui.
The standing area of the elevator is about the same size as an ordinary elevator. Vanessa came up last. The consultant was stunned and squeezed the others behind him, between Vanessa and a few others.
Vanessa smiled and said: "What are you doing? Are you afraid that I will be eaten?"
The consultant sneered: "Ha... If your ability is like 'kill with two strikes', I hope you will be merciful."
"Ah? You actually knew you were hit?" Vanessa said without hesitation: "I think you are at most a parallel-level ability user. How did you find out?"
"If I share the process and method of knowing everything with others, I will have to grow at least eight hands and four mouths to be busy." The consultant replied.
In fact, his answer was tantamount to no answer. He seemed to be showing off, but what he essentially meant was: I'm too lazy to explain to you, and I don't want to explain to you.
The five people descended slowly on the elevator. The surrounding soil had been reinforced with chemicals, so the vertical cylindrical structure would not collapse. The morning sun did not shine on the bottom of the pit a hundred meters deep, but The people above turned on a strong searchlight, illuminating the bottom of the pit very brightly.
When it reached the bottom, Vanessa no longer chatted with the consultant. She walked out first, not allowing others to have physical contact with her. This way, the consultant followed her out with confidence, and the others walked out of the elevator closely. .
There is still a lot of soil at the bottom of the pit. It does not look like a steeple with slopes on all sides. It should be that the soil was left deliberately during the excavation so that people could stand and walk after coming down.
A raised pyramid tip is exposed in the middle of the pit. It is a black metal material with very fine textures on it, which can be distinguished with the naked eye. You can feel that these textures are slightly concave inward. These are not arcs or irregular patterns, but geometric textures composed of straight lines and angles, laid on the metal surface like circuits. This seems to be different from the "ancient civilization" that people generally recognize, because the ancients seem to have studied literature, and the things they painted were often abstract, and most of the things left on the ruins are "paintings"; but this kind of circuit diagram in front of you looks like The texture seems to be the work of a group of ancient people who studied science. From today's perspective, it can only be confused.
An Shui squatted there, looking at these lines, stroking the metal surface with his hands, seeming to be thinking about something. The gunsmith was very straightforward and took out the improved and strengthened "bone gun" without hesitation. It seemed that he was going to use the old method from the jungle...
When Suisside saw him taking out the weapon, he immediately became nervous, but he also saw that the other party probably didn't want to fight, so he tentatively said: "If you are going to use that to attack the spire, I advise you to think twice. We have Tried it, with bad results.”
The gunsmith said: "Ah, I can probably guess what the situation is, but my gun is different."
"Wait a minute." An Shui suddenly said, "He's right, it's best not to be hard."
After hearing what Anshui said, the gunsmith put down the gun and said with some surprise: "What's wrong?"
"This place is different from the ruins we encountered last time. It uses another construction mechanism." Dark Water pondered.
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