Freeze the entire population, activate my Superman system?

When Ling Shuang returned to the ghoul camp, it was much quieter than usual.

Only a few elderly ghouls squatted by the embers of the campfire, watching him hurry past with their murky, dark red eyes.

Outside the central tent, Ying was already fully prepared to depart.

She changed into a set of dark black bone armor, with a long bone whip wrapped around her waist.

Seeing Ling Shuang approach, she simply nodded slightly without saying anything more.

Ulger and Heto stood not far behind the Oriole.

Ulger had almost broken in his new left arm, crossed his bone axe behind his back, and looked at Ling Shuang with only awe in his eyes.

Herto carried a huge animal skin bundle, which was bulging with dried meat.

Upon seeing Ling Shuang, Heto grinned and waved to her.

"Bringing so much dried meat? Do you think this is a spring outing?"

"Huh? What's a spring outing?"

"It's nothing, you're not going to try to curry favor with me later, are you?"

"No, I ate it myself, in case the ruins stay there for a long time."

Herto puffed out his cheeks and quickly shook his head.

"But if you want some, I can share it with you."

Ling Shuang sighed deeply and said no more.

After confirming that everyone had arrived, Yinghuan uttered two words briefly.

"Set off."

With a crisp crack as the bone whip exploded in the air, the camp gate was pushed open.

Two giant beetle beasts pulled the sleds slowly out, each sled piled high with fire crystal ore.

The four men boarded the lead sled, and the convoy slowly headed towards the depths of the northern wilderness.

The sled bounced across the ice field for nearly several hours.

The further north you go, the more precipitous the terrain becomes, with low ice ridges gradually being replaced by towering ice cliffs.

When the caravan finally stopped below a cliff, the Kisame clan's group was already waiting there.

Kisame Ooyuan stood at the very front, followed by Nolan.

They didn't have many fire crystals.

Most of it had already been robbed by Ying's team during their raid.

Yuan didn't say anything more, he just nodded to Ying, then turned and walked towards the cliff.

At the bottom of the cliff is an extremely hidden crack, no wider than two people walking side by side, which from the outside looks like an ordinary ice crevice.

This narrow natural crevice widens as you walk along it, and its top gradually rises.

The fire crystal ore was divided into small portions and carried on each person's back.

After walking for about half an hour, the ice crevice suddenly widened, revealing a huge underground cavern.

In the very center of the cave stands a stone gate that is twenty meters high, its surface carved with intricate reliefs.

On either side stands a severely weathered stone statue, which can be vaguely discerned as the image of a guard holding a trident.

At about the height of a person, there is a circular groove inlaid on the stone gate, with the right end shimmering slightly.

"The Gate of Relics"

Yuan stopped and looked up at the huge stone door, his voice echoing in the empty underground cavern.

"This is our Kisame clan's last chance."

I've embedded several fire crystals into the stone door; with each additional crystal, the brightness at the right end of the groove increases.

Indeed, there were many broken fire crystal fragments scattered on the ground in front of the stone gate.

The recessed area where the floor tiles were lifted should have been where the fire crystal mother ore that Yuan obtained was buried.

"You've tried it?" Ying looked coldly at Yuan.

"What if we put everything in and it won't open?"

"Our Ghost Shark clan's elders from the previous generation remember this site. Some clansmen once entered with a large number of fire crystals and came out having evolved to the fourth rank."

But then the site disappeared on the spot, and I only found it about two weeks ago.

Yuan did not evade the question; his voice was calm.

"If there really isn't one, then let's all run for our lives."

The inspectors can find our slave marks, but it will still take them some effort.

Ying didn't say anything more, but simply unloaded the fire crystal ore from her back and stuffed it one by one into the ring-shaped groove.

The others followed suit.

As the recesses fully illuminated, the stone door emitted a dull, deep resonance and slowly opened.

Dark red light veins spread across the ground, turning the entire underground cavity a dark red.

However, a huge energy net suddenly shot out from behind the stone gate, enveloping all of them.

When Ling Shuang opened her eyes, there was a flowing blue dome of light above her head.

The shadows of a school of fish could be faintly seen on the dome of light, swimming along in an almost imperceptible path.

He lay on a gray-white stone platform.

Ling Shuang sat up and looked around.

This is a huge circular stone chamber with a dome so high that the top is almost invisible.

You can also faintly smell a very faint scent, similar to a mixture of sea salt and algae.

The other five people have disappeared!

Ling Shuang quickly stood up, focusing all her attention on controlling the cyst cavity.

His biggest countermeasure right now is a super-burst of blood with three times the strength.

"Gurgle—Crack—Hiss—"

It was a language that Ling Shuang was all too familiar with.

Ghoul language.

"Genetic match rate of 99.17%, identified as an Atlantean."

Ling Shuang paused for a moment, her brows furrowing slightly.

Looking around, the stone chamber remained empty.

"Who are you? My name is Ling Shuang. Are you the guardian of the ruins? No offense intended."

The next second, the syllables and grammar used in that voice began to recombine at an extremely fast speed.

The voice had switched to Chinese!

The language model has been iterated and completed.

Sorry, the initial load only contains dialogue data collected from the periphery of the ruins, and the corpus is not complete.

The calibration has now been completed based on the results of our brainwave interaction.

"I am the Guardian Batica, the thirty-first artificial intelligence in the Atlantis Heritage Treasury."

Responsible for the energy supply of this trial world.

Ling Shuang paused for two seconds before asking, "Have you been keeping an eye on us?"

"Yes, a passive acoustic wave acquisition array is deployed around the stone gate."

All conversations among visitors at the entrance are automatically recorded and used for language model training. I've loaded the language used by your companion.

Ling Shuang looked at her, puzzled, and asked, "Where did Ying and Yuan go?"

"The other five visitors have been diverted to the outer area; their genetic makeup has deviated too much and they only meet the basic gift conditions."

Ling Shuang was startled.

Are they in danger?

"Area Two has no offensive defense mechanisms."

Batyka answered succinctly, "But they also don't have access to the core area."

In the past two thousand years, you have been the only one to have entered this place.

At this moment, the image of a mermaid girl wearing a colorful flower wreath materialized in the air and slowly "swam" towards Ling Shuang.

She raised her right hand, and a three-dimensional map formed by condensed light appeared in the air in front of Ling Shuang.

"Your direct genetic factors."

Its origins can be traced back to the direct lineage of Atlantis, numbered γ-9, dating back to 184 BC.

This bloodline constitutes the largest proportion of those who passed the first trial, and is the core genetic node for the continuation of civilization.