A Panda's Martial Arts

"Uh, that's not true. In fact, it can't hold that much."

Panda scratched his head, he didn't know how to explain to the bald head, but after thinking about it, he gave up, this kind of thing doesn't need to be explained.

But is there really any ancient weapon making technology in this phone?

This aroused the panda's curiosity, after all, he had also heard about the feat of those wild beasts using plasma cannons to open the city alone——

He didn't remember anyone who created such a sci-fi thing in the era he lived in.

Obviously, after he was imprisoned, the human civilization in the outside world has advanced the technological level to an unimaginable level in a long time.

Plasma cannons, giant underground shelters, and even the fusion reactor that maintains the entire shelter... Humans are not useless in this long time.

Then this is what he must understand. After all, weapons are built to be used. He doesn't want to be covered in a plasma cannon while eating one day.

Only after he clearly understands the operation mode of this thing, can he know how to evade or defend, just like the more skilled a chef is, the less likely he will be cut by a kitchen knife. Only when he truly understands these dangerous things, will they become Not that dangerous.

It's just that after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anything related to weapon manufacturing.

"Are you sure it contains the thing you said?"

Holding the mobile phone and turning it half a point, the panda is almost numb.

It’s not that there is a problem with the use of mobile phones. Although this gadget is obviously an export version sold to Indians, at least the English interface does not hinder the panda’s use too much——

It's just that the content inside looks a little bit problematic.Where did the weaponry come from in this mobile phone? Except for the yellow map, it was still a yellow map.

"Look at this, is this the weapon manufacturing you said?"

"This is a trap left by the ancients and a test for future generations."

Folding his hands together and closing his eyes tightly, the bald young man didn't dare to look at those blood-pumping scenes.

"It's like the woman named ump45 in the picture, and the woman named DRS-50 just now. Through the information in another ancient classic, we already know that their names refer to a certain submachine gun and a certain weapon respectively. It is obvious that the ancients before the catastrophe hid their wisdom in these pictures. This is obviously a necessary means for the ancients to prevent aliens from stealing core technology.

With these pictures as a cover, even if those beasts break through the ruins and get these ancient classics, they can only see the mating scene and be confused, and they can't get the real experience left by the ancients at all. "

"Uh..." Panda always felt that this bald donkey was cursing, but he had no proof.

Chapter Seventeen: The Legacy of Civilization

Translation work has been slow.

It was mainly because of the preparatory work in the early stage. It took Panda at least half a day for the bald youth to reluctantly accept the cruel fact that "yellow pictures are yellow pictures".

But no matter how good the panda's side is, the bald young man who has formed an established concept still does not give up.

"Even if the pictures about the guns are wrong, then the pictures about the ships must be right?"

Pointing at the scantily clad women on the phone screen, the bald young man argues.

"The elders of the monastery have deciphered that these are stories depicting ancient humans using huge war machines to fight against the enemies in the ocean. For example, the youngest one is a destroyer with the least clothes..."

"No! There is no such thing!"

Seeing that the bald youth was about to fall into the abyss of crime, Panda quickly stopped him.

"There is no such thing! It's all fake! It's all painted!"

"what?"

The bald young man hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the picture on the screen.

"Even Keqing and Ganyu... Could it be that the angels are also fake? Mastema is also fake? Isn't the daily life of ancient human beings depicted on them?"

"Fake, it's all fake."

Shaking his head, Panda was about to throw the phone aside, but it turned out that the most precious phone in the shelter really didn't have anything in it, except for the yellow map, which was still a yellow map.

Even this can be offered up by the shelter as a treasure, these people are too...

"Ok?"

Panda, who was about to throw away his phone, suddenly saw a folder hidden in the depths.

"Hagen Shooter, Uncle Cannon violently blasted in?"

The panda's eyes were attracted.

"It's interesting..."

"Ah, is there any need to look at this?"

The bald young man's face was gloomy.

"It looks like a pornographic picture, just like those things, it's all fake, it's all made up to deceive people..."

"No, it's not that kind of thing."

While talking, Panda clicked on the folder and opened the video inside.

On the screen, a steel chariot painted black was galloping on the outskirts of the city, and all the obstacles in front of it were crushed to pieces by the hard tracks, and after a beautiful tail flick, the raised barrel instantly locked. The target was killed, and only a loud noise was heard, and the unfinished building used as the target in the distance was blown up into the sky.

"Great, it's a weapon demonstration video!"

Watching the smooth maneuvering of the steel chariot in the video, the panda felt much more at ease.

The eyes of the bald young man beside him were already straightened.

He had never seen this video, and in fact the elders of the monastery had never seen this—

If such valuable video data can be unearthed, it will definitely be published as a major breakthrough.

Obviously, whether it is him or the elders of the monastery, they have always regarded this kind of thing as a test left by the ancients before the catastrophe, to test whether they will give up the truth and pursue desire...

The co-authors have always been wrong in their judgment?Those pictures with proper titles are the test?Are these archives that look like yellow documents the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancients?

"No, this kind of thing still depends on the specific situation."

Panda doesn't know how to say this kind of thing. After all, it's too embarrassing to talk about surfing the Internet to a person who doesn't even know wifi.

But this was a wake-up call for pandas.

Looking at the signal display at the top of the screen, the panda knew that the mobile phone could not have a signal these days, and tried to call the emergency call, but the line couldn't be connected——

This proves that today's mobile network is basically completely paralyzed.The only thing that can get some information is the clock, but due to the lack of network proofreading, the clock on the mobile phone is still on November [-], [-].

"[-]?"

Panda frowned, but he remembered that the year when he was imprisoned was far from this year.

But here comes the question, what year was he imprisoned?

"Yo!"

Panda slapped his head, he really didn't remember this incident.He doesn't have the habit of looking at his watch all the time, so he doesn't care about such trivial matters.

But he didn't care too much about such insignificant things, and now he cared more about the key information he just got.

Obviously, after he was imprisoned, after the catastrophe that destroyed the world, at least human beings survived for a while.

They can also buy and sell mobile phones, do import and export trade, and even have the leisure to browse pornographic pictures on the Internet——

Of course, it is not ruled out that this is a situation where the original owner of the mobile phone self-guided under pressure, but Panda quickly overturned this idea, just because there are too many pornographic pictures in the mobile phone, even if he can guide it, he can't help it.

Very good, this is a good start, at least he probably made up the memory puzzle of the first few years of the catastrophe.

As for the rest, Panda believes he will find the answer in other mobile phones.

"There's nothing new in this."

Flicking through the phone again, the panda announced that the work was done.

"Put the other mobile phones here as well. I'll take a look at them all in the next few days. I'll let you know if there's any useful information. You have a way to back it up, right?"

"It's still there."

The bald youth nodded.

"Although it's a big guy made of electronic tubes, it doesn't have the exquisite technology of the ancients before the catastrophe, but it's no problem if it's just used to back up knowledge."

"That's good……"

Panda nodded, but found that Qianduoluo, who had been standing aside for a long time, quietly picked up the mobile phone he had just thrown aside.

"Hey? Big guy, what are you doing here?"

"I... I'll just take a look, take a look."

Qianduo Luo smiled very simple and honest.

"The steel chariot just now was quite interesting, and friends from our battle group should also want to see it."

"This……"

The panda scratched its head for a while.

"No, you are so old... Forget it, just pay attention to restraint."

"I did not mean that……"

Qianduoluo's face turned dark, he always felt that the panda must have misunderstood something.

But in this situation, it is better to be misunderstood than to be seen through.

Picking up the mobile phone with half the battery left, Qiandara hurriedly left the hut and returned to the shelter. It was not until he returned to his bedroom that Qianduoluo, who was slumped on the bed, was relieved.

Only then did Qianduoluo realize that his back was completely wet with cold sweat.

The ones who were communicating just now were mainly the panda and the bald donkey from the monastery. He was just watching from the sidelines, but it was precisely because of this that he was able to concentrate on catching the scaly claw that the panda occasionally leaked——

He's just not good at using his brain, but that doesn't mean he's an idiot. In fact, since the bald youth wanted to take all the storage devices he had unearthed in the shelter to the hut, he already felt that something was wrong.

The performance of the panda just now completely verified his guess.

Obviously in their hands, the ancient archives are like a heavenly book, but the panda reads them as easily as eating and drinking. The precious video materials that were not found in the monastery were dug out.

Then, there is only one truth.

"That panda came from before the catastrophe!"

When Gandhara found Charlemagne, he could hardly suppress the panic in his heart.

"Before the catastrophe! That era when human beings were still overwhelming all beings! How long has this old monster lived? Have I been seen through?"

"Is this kind of thing weird?"