Archeology comes true: Go crazy, and say that the game was compiled

Everyone believed what Chen Pingan said, so they followed Chen Pingan's pace and walked forward step by step.

It wasn't until they walked for a long time and saw the scene in front of them clearly that everyone understood what Chen Ping'an meant.

"Oh my god... these are... glass?!"

Yes, they came to the end of the passage.

At the end, standing in front of them is a closed glass wall.

Through the transparent glass, they could clearly see the azure sea water outside the glass, which was azure and shimmering, reflected in this tomb passage.

The blue light they saw before was undoubtedly the sea water.

"There is actually glass in this ancient tomb of the Qin Dynasty..."

Professor Wang murmured.

"Glass was called colored glaze in ancient times. Although we don't know the exact time of its appearance, the technology of making colored glaze in ancient times was very rough, and most of them were colored. It was impossible to make such transparent glass as meticulously as modern times."

"But now, these colored glazes are almost indistinguishable from the current crafted glass!"

"This... this is a major archaeological discovery!"

What Professor Wang said is correct. The audience in the live broadcast room is also quite familiar with this aspect of knowledge. Seeing this, they couldn't help but marvel.

"I never imagined that the Qin Dynasty thousands of years ago would have such a craft of glass. I remember that the last archaeological discovery was that Liuli was brought from the Western Regions during the Han Dynasty."

"Yes, but more importantly...these are exactly the same as in "Tomb Raider Diary"!"

"As expected of Chen Tianshi, I give a good review for the restoration!"

"..."

"Ta Ta Ta Ta..."

Chen Ping moved forward slowly, standing in front of the transparent glass, the blue sea light was reflected on his face, and beyond the glass was the sea water that was constantly being broken.

"Xiao Chen, is this the end of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum?"

"How should we go next?"

Professor Zhang walked up to Chen Ping'an, and they didn't know what to do now.

Normally, there should be a tomb or other traps behind the passage, but what they see now is glass and the deep sea. Although it looks beautiful, what they need is not this at all!

They wondered if they had gone the wrong way.

Seeing Professor Zhang like this, Chen Ping guessed what was going on in his mind, and said with a smile:

"Not going the wrong way!"

"The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang keeps drifting along the underground river, like a huge submarine ship, and we are now moving forward on the ship."

"We'll just have to wait."

"Still waiting? Wait until the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor arrives at another constellation?" Professor Zhang asked.

Chen Pingan nodded, and told the others to wait in place.

While waiting, also resting at the same time.

Just replenishing the food, everyone in the archaeological team is not hungry at this time, they just sit in front of the glass and watch the underwater scene outside.

"Looking at the situation, the thickness of this glass is not low, and it can be placed in such a deep sea."

"It's still hard to believe that in the Qin Dynasty, there was already such a technology that could create such an imperial mausoleum and make such glass that is comparable to modern technology."

"That is, you must know that those alchemists in ancient times loved to tinker with alchemy, and many people pursued alchemy and chemistry. They may have created this kind of glass smelting process."

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Chapter 130 An Island-Like Mountain, Giant Star

The tomb passage is made of transparent glass, the blue sea water flows outside, and the water light shines into the tomb passage, rendering a piece of blue.

The archaeological team asked the professors and scholars to choose a place, sit in front of the glass, and look at the spectacular scene outside.

Chen Pingan also found a place to sit on the ground. The little fox got out of his backpack at some point and jumped onto his shoulder, blinking a pair of big emerald green eyes, also staring at the seascape beyond the glass.

Chen Pingan couldn't help turning his head, and looked at the little fox on his shoulder. The little fox looked serious, but it was really cute.

"By the way, little fox, shall I give you a name?"

Chen Pingan suddenly had an idea and asked.

Since the little fox chooses to follow him, he naturally has to give him a name, can he always be called Little Fox, Little Fox?

Chen Pingan had obtained the skill of animal language before, allowing him to communicate with animal creatures. At this time, the language he used was animal language.

Hearing this, the little fox turned his head in a daze, blinked its big eyes, and said:

"Woooo~ (Wow, wow, I want a nice name!)"

"nice name……"

Chen Ping put his hand on his chin, lowered his head and thought.

"I want to choose a nice name, what name should I choose?"

"Little fox, do you have any name you want?"

After thinking for a long time, Chen Pingan decided to ask the little fox.

The little fox also imitated Chen Pingan's appearance, stretched out his little paws to support his head, his little face was serious for a while, and he put on an expression of thinking hard.

Then his eyes lit up, (￣▽￣)/ said:

"Hmph~ (Yes, yes, yes.)"

"Hmph~ (Poop shoveler, what do you think of the name 'Ari'?)"

Ah... Ali?

Chen Ping'an immediately (▼ヘ▼#):

"Are you kidding me, little fox, don't take such a weird name!!"

Little Fox (〝▼皮▼): "Woo~ (But I like this name very much!)"

Chen Ping'an (╬￣盘￣)=○: "That won't work either, this name is too strange!"

With Chen Pingan strangling the back of his neck, the little fox suddenly (╥╯^╰╥), just like a discouraged ball.

Weakly opened his mouth, and hummed not to be outdone:

"Hey, hey, hey~ (Can Daji do it? I like this name too!)"

Chen Pingan (▼ヘ▼#): "This name is also very strange! Where did you hear these strange names??"

Little Fox o(▼皮▼メ;)o: "Humph ~ (You don't care where I heard it, or else my name is Tu Shan...)"

"duang—"

o (╥﹏╥) o

"Woo~ (You don't talk about martial arts!)"

Chen Pingan (￣ー￣):

"I don't know where you come from so many strange names, isn't it good to understand?"

"It's Dabai!"

When the little fox heard the words, he stretched out his little paws in dissatisfaction, and said:

"Woo~ (Stupid poop shoveler, who wants to understand the name?)"

"Woooo~ (It's too ordinary! It's not suitable for such a cute, beautiful, charming, gentle, kind, generous... fox like me!!!)"

Chen Pingan: "(???)"

What does such a long list of words mean?

See for yourself, do these words match you?

"If you don't agree, you have to agree, I will tell you! (▼へ▼メ)"

Unable to resist, Chen Pingan forcibly gave the little fox the name 'Dabai'.

"Smile, little fox, isn't the name Dabai nice?"

Little Fox: "Convex ('0?) Convex"

Does the name sound good to you?

Chen Pingan and the little fox are fighting here.

But at this moment, someone beside him exclaimed.

"Look ahead!"

The one who made the sound was a thin man, who was pointing forward with his hand.

Through the front glass, you can see a pitch-black mountain that is getting closer and closer in front of you.

At the same time, standing in the tomb passage, you can also feel a faint sense of weightlessness... Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum is slowly climbing.

"Is that mountain another constellation?"

Professor Zhang stood up abruptly, looking at the dark mountains in the distance.

"Of course." Chen Pingan also looked at it: "Because of the location of the stars, there is a high probability that the place where the mountain is located is a geomantic treasure, and there should be other tombs in it."

"The next constellation is... the Giant Gate!"

About three to five minutes later.

"Boom--"

The tomb passage, which was originally submerged underwater, slowly surfaced.

The surrounding wind is sunny and sunny, and the sun hangs high in the sky.

"It's already morning, and we've been in it all night."

"That's right, we entered the Mausoleum of the First Emperor yesterday evening, and it should be eleven o'clock the next morning."