Daomu Biji Chapter 56: Volcano

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The two of us now, both in terms of equipment and ideas, should be said to be relatively complete. Of course, this completeness is only relative to the last operation Gulou.

First we need to determine a course of action. In fact, there is no need to determine it. There are only three possibilities:

It is obviously unreliable to follow that path and go back to the old path of Xiaohua and Panzi.

Or take the route that Fatty and I took last time, but since the kerosene in the air pressure chamber has burned out, we are not sure how long it will take to restore the kerosene, so we do not plan to choose this route. .

So, in the end, the only thing left for us is the most dangerous but relatively familiar road, which was our retreat last time.

In addition to the course of action, Fatty and I also had an in-depth discussion on the strong alkali mechanism of Nagulou.

The fat man’s role in discussing this kind of matter is mostly that of a troublemaker. I don’t have high hopes for him. In my opinion, it is impossible that this ancient building will not be corrupted at all after thousands of years, but we The last experience tells us that the strong alkali spraying ability is exactly like a new one, with no signs of damage at all, and it operates freely. But how can the Zhang family make the mechanism relatively permanent and effective?

The amount of strong alkali blown out by the mechanism must be very large every time. So, unless the ancient building itself has a very large reserve pool, this strong alkali must be a specialty of this mountain.

I suddenly remembered that I once told me that the top of this mountain is a strong alkali storage place. Rainwater can carry strong alkali through the path and drive away those Mitras. Then, the generation of strong alkali must be Something to do with that mountain top.

Those of us who study architecture still have some understanding of geographical structure. Thinking of this, an idea jumped into my mind.

I thought of the "jade veins" at the bottom of the lake, the "strong alkali" accumulated in large quantities on the top of the mountain, the "irregular" spray inside the ancient building, and the hard but "rare" water inside the mountain. Rocks", and even thought of the "backflow" phenomenon of nearby lakes.

Suddenly, my thoughts became clearer and clearer. Could it be that the tomb of the dead built by the Zhang family was built in an extinct volcano that had been silent for hundreds of thousands or even millions of years?

I told the fat man my thoughts, and the fat man thought for a long time, and then he still attributed the reason that he couldn’t understand to the fact that the country ignored the knowledge of his generation when he was growing up. educate.

Damn, don’t think about it, the perpetual motion body is not a materialistic point of view. No matter how good the mechanism design is, it will age one day. If you want the mechanism to never age, you need to rely on natural forces.

The dragon head stone sculptures we see are actually connected to the gaps in the veins or the gaps in the magma body. In this way, when high pressure is formed inside the volcano, the deep and strong alkali dust accumulated on the top of the mountain will fall off, and at the same time, the gas pressure will be used through the mechanism. Open the valve of the faucet stone carving to form a strong alkali spray and spray it into the interior of the ancient building.

After thinking about this link, I have to admire the designers of the ancient building. What an exquisite design this is. As early as thousands of years ago, our skilled craftsmen were already flexibly using the forces of nature.

The fat man still didn’t seem to understand what I was talking about. He was tinkering with his rabbit skins with one hand, but his eyes were looking at me as if he were listening to a book.

I explained it to him in general, and the fat man suddenly understood what I was thinking.

Since there are magma veins underground, and its instability is used to generate gas pressure and eject strong alkali, we can consider the gravity of the earth. If we enter the ancient building when the earth's gravity is the smallest, the underground air pressure at this time will be relatively Stable, then there will be less spray, and with less spray, our sustainable operation time will be much longer, and the chance of survival will be much greater.

I still clearly remember Fatty’s excited look as he stood in front of me.

We are located in the northern hemisphere of the earth, and it is now spring. Apart from the textbook knowledge that I have just eaten with my meals, I vaguely remember that it is noon time at this time and that this side of the earth is affected by External gravity is the lowest.

In other words, we need to accurately place the most difficult period of time when facing strong alkali at around 12 noon.

It was like a shot of stimulant, boosting our morale even though the team only had two people.

Actually, to be precise, I am the only one in this team. I have no intention of entering the ancient building with Fatty, because he is my brother.

Our goals are different, and the three floors I have more than his goals, I believe, will be more dangerous. Everything is unknown. I don’t know what will be there, and it will not be like the first five floors. I am familiar with the road, but I will never let the fat man lie in such danger.

In addition, there must be a huge secret behind what I do. That organization, that it, no matter what it is, the water is too deep and too turbid. Even my two wily third uncles retreated bravely. I Why bring the fat man in for thunder again?

I don’t plan to break up with the fat man after we go to the fifth floor, because I know that he will never let me go into danger alone without his knowledge, and I really can’t think of any way to survive on the fifth floor. On the fifth floor, I dropped the fat man and asked him to return to the cave to wait for me.

Then, the only way is for me to set out alone. For me, life and death matter. I also absolutely believe that even without me, Fatty can safely run back and forth between the cave and the fifth floor of the ancient building.

Night in the mountains always comes early, and the bonfire tonight is particularly strong. Fatty is very busy these days, and I, who is idle, deliberately picked up more firewood today.

I am holding in my hand the high-grade rice wine that Tobanai, a big man, bought along with the weak acid in the city. There are three large bamboo cans. I plan to drink half of the cans myself and feed the rest to the fat man. These rice wines, let alone put them in the fat man, Even if you put down a few donkeys, it won't be a problem.

The rice wine juice is sweet and the top is not easy to detect. I was thinking about my plan in my mind.