Tomb raiding live stream: Starting as the mute Zhang

The unusual change above the pool instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The pale golden specks of light resembled fireflies rising from the depths of the pool.

It hovers above the water's surface, gradually outlining a constantly flickering, slowly blinking eye pattern.

These eyes are made up of points of light.

The outline is somewhat similar to the eye symbols in the previous stone carvings and projections, yet it is also completely different.

It is more agile.

It even carries a certain indescribable "emotion".

A cold, scrutinizing gaze, as if observing every living thing in the hall.

The strange, sweet fragrance in the air seemed to have become a little stronger.

It also carried a faint, indescribable scent.

It makes one's heart flutter for no reason.

The camera on the suspended live-streaming sphere immediately turned to the area above the pool.

Capture this magical and bizarre scene.

The screen was instantly flooded with comments of astonishment and caution:

Eyes are popping out of the water!

Live?

What kind of mechanism is this?

What a weird feeling!

It's watching us!

"Holy crap!"

Fatty Wang was startled by this sudden change.

He suddenly jumped backward, away from the edge of the pool.

"Has this water come to life?!"

Wu Xie, Huo Xiuxiu, and Xie Yuchen immediately put down the bone plates they were holding.

He looked warily at the pool.

Zhang Qiling and "Zhang Qiling" moved their positions almost the instant the light spot's eye formed.

They stood on the left and right, subtly protecting Wu Xie and the others behind them.

His gaze was fixed sharply on the floating eye of light.

Wang Cen, who was tied up in the corner, also witnessed this scene.

It struggled and made "woo-woo" sounds.

His eyes held both fear and a morbid excitement.

"What... is going on?"

Huo Xiuxiu held the instrument, trying to detect the energy reaction of those light spots.

However, the instrument readings were very erratic, fluctuating wildly and unable to stabilize.

"It's some kind of residual energy field that has been activated."

Xie Yuchen made his judgment.

They both looked at Zhang Qiling and "Zhang Qiling".

"Is it dangerous?"

Zhang Qiling remained silent.

He simply shook his head slightly, indicating that he did not sense any direct intention to attack at the moment.

But his fingers were already pressed on the hilt of the black gold ancient sword behind him.

Zhang Qiling stared at the point of light.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the masked corpse on the white jade bed.

And the black short staff held in the corpse's hand.

He frowned slightly, as if he had sensed some kind of connection.

Just then.

The pupil of the eye, composed of dots of light, suddenly lit up.

A faint, almost imperceptible pale golden ray of light.

It shot out from the pupil.

It wasn't aimed at anyone.

Instead, it meanders through the air as if it were alive.

It landed precisely on the seven-colored gemstone at the top of the black short staff on the stone bed—the "Myriad Stones".

The instant light touches the gemstone—

"Buzz..."

A deep, resonant sound emanated from the short staff.

No, it's not entirely a short staff.

It was as if the entire white jade bed, and even the whole hall, trembled slightly.

Followed by.

Under the astonished gaze of everyone.

That was originally just a "Myriad Images Stone" with a slowly flowing seven-colored halo.

It suddenly burst forth with a bright yet gentle light!

Light is not constant.

Instead, it flows, combines, and changes rapidly inside the gemstone.

It seemed as if endless scenes were unfolding in an instant.

The birth of stars, the evolution of mountains and rivers, the withering and flourishing of plants, the cycle of life...

It seems to encompass all things in the world.

Yet it vanishes in a flash, so fast that no detail can be grasped.

at the same time.

The short staff itself, with its dark shaft, was also illuminated by dark gold, complex and mysterious patterns.

It complements the brilliance of the gemstone.

The entire hall was illuminated by this sudden burst of light.

The glowing beads seemed to be drawn in as well, their light becoming brighter and more stable.

The fragrance in the air suddenly became richer and clearer.

It even carries a strange feeling of soothing the soul and enlightening the mind.

"Is it...activated?"

Wu Xie murmured, stunned by the sight.

"wrong."

"Zhang Qiling" suddenly spoke.

Pointing to the point of light in the eye.

"It's activating the short staff."

"These eyes are... a switch, or a guide."

It seemed to confirm his words.

The light-pointed eye seemed to have consumed a lot of energy after emitting the light.

The light dimmed, and the outlines became somewhat blurry.

But it did not disappear.

It remained suspended there, quietly "watching" the short staff and the person next to it.

The light from the short staff lasted for about ten seconds.

It gradually weakened and returned to its previous slow, flowing state.

But upon closer inspection...

It can be observed that the circulation speed seems to have increased slightly.

The gemstones also seemed to have a slightly more lustrous sheen.

As the light from the short staff faded.

On the rock walls surrounding the hall, there were bone plates, tortoise shells, and other artifacts that were originally just quietly placed.

Some of them even faintly emitted an extremely faint halo.

Especially those bone plates engraved with special symbols.

The symbols above seemed to come alive, appearing and disappearing in the halo.

"Are all of these... connected?"

Huo Xiuxiu quickly walked to the nearest niche.

Looking at a glowing bone plate.

The symbols above were indeed changing and recombining on their own.

Although I couldn't understand it, I could feel the flow of information within it.

"It's an energy network."

Zhang Qiling suddenly spoke.

He walked to the center of the hall and looked around.

His gaze swept over the glowing bone plates, the luminous eyes in the pool, the short staff on the stone bed, and the glowing beads on the dome.

"This is a unified whole."

"The short staff is the core."

"The eyes in the pool are the trigger, or... part of the key."

"It is guiding energy, activating everything recorded here."

"What happens after it's activated?"

Fatty Wang asked.

"Is another rice dumpling going to pop up?"

"It's not an attack."

Zhang Qiling shook his head.

He walked up to a glowing bone plate.

Extend your finger and gently touch one of the glowing symbols above.

The instant fingertips touch.

The symbol's light shone slightly.

immediately.

A short, blurry, and fragmented image.

Accompanied by a large amount of chaotic information flow.

It rushed directly into Zhang Qiling's mind!

Zhang Qiling's body trembled slightly.

Retract your finger immediately.

He closed his eyes and concentrated for a moment before opening them.

A knowing glint flashed in his eyes.

"It's memory, or rather, record."

He looked at Zhang Qiling.

"You can see it if you touch something that glows."

Zhang Qiling heard this.

They also walked to another glowing bone plate.

Reach out and touch it.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand and nodded.

"It's experimental records, a lot of them."

"Failure, pain, and... direction."

Wu Xie, Huo Xiuxiu, and Xie Yuchen heard this.

They also tried touching the glowing bone plates or objects.

The touch from my fingertips was slightly warm.

Followed by.

A flood of chaotic, fragmented, and blurry images and information fragments then rushed into my mind.

Like a movie fast-forwarded.

It was like countless people whispering in my ear at the same time.

They saw dark red, vein-like roots spreading and growing within the flesh.

I saw twisted, tormented human figures struggling and wailing in the pool of blood.

Eventually, it turned into the kind of "zongzi" found in the caves outside.

I saw a huge, pulsating "cocoon".

And the tragic process of trying to merge with it, ultimately losing control and turning into a monster.

I also witnessed countless failures.

And a very few times, there were signs that seemed to be "successful".

The amalgamator gained immense power.

But his mind also seemed to become blurred and confused.

Ultimately, it leads to uncontrollable madness or self-destruction...

Most of the records are research on the "origin species".

The "source seed" appears to be a strange, foreign, living substance that yearns to merge with flesh and blood.

The ancients discovered it.

They attempt to use it to gain power, prolong life, or even achieve some kind of "evolution" or "transformation".

They tried countless methods.

Different bloodlines, different environments, different energy guidance, different methods of suppression...

But the vast majority of them ended in tragedy.

And the direction that all records ultimately point to.

They all seem to be emphasizing "control" and "balance".

How to use strong willpower or special "tokens".

To harness the power of the "Origin Seed".

Instead of being swallowed up or assimilated by it.

That "Source Heart Staff" and the "Myriad Manifestations Stone" at its top.

These are the prototypes of their most important "control terminal" and "stabilizer".

Several relatively clear records show this.

This masked ancient man lies on the stone bed.

He appears to be one of the original discoverers and the one who led the research.

He seems to have found a relatively feasible way to balance the "Source Seed" using the "All-Seeing Stone" and his own bloodline.

But in the end, it seems that a huge price was paid.

I chose to rest here forever.

He used himself and the "Source Heart Staff" as the final "lock" and "record".

Waiting or on guard against something.

The information flooding into my mind was overwhelming and chaotic.

It is mixed with a large number of emotional fragments of pain, madness, and obsession.

Wu Xie, Huo Xiuxiu, and the others only interacted for a few seconds.

I felt a throbbing sensation in my head and a slight mental fog.

He quickly withdrew his hand, panting heavily.

"What...what are all these things...?"

Fatty Wang's face turned pale.

He bumped into a black jar.

Inside, there were countless struggling, shrunken human figures.

I almost threw up.

"It's the truth."

Xie Yuchen's complexion was also not good, but his eyes were clear.

"The origins of those things outside, and the secrets of this place, are all recorded in these things."

"They... are playing with fire and getting burned."

"So what do we do now?"

Huo Xiuxiu rubbed her temples.

"This information is too complex and carries a strong element of mental pollution; it cannot be exposed to for extended periods."

"But it seems that information can only be read by touching these glowing objects."

Zhang Qiling and "Zhang Qiling" also withdrew their hands.

They spend more time in contact with each other and access more information.

However, both of them were mentally strong and did not show much discomfort.

Zhang Qiling looked at the faint light in the pool, which seemed to disappear at any moment.

Then he looked at the short staff on the stone bed.

"Your eyes are starting to bleed."

"It guides energy, activates records, and seems... to be consuming itself as well."

"It's delivering a message, the final one."

Zhang Qiling concluded.

He walked to the stone bed and his gaze fell on the short staff.

"This staff is the key."

"It connects everything, and it also suppresses everything."

"Suppression?"

Wu Xie looked at the masked man lying quietly.

"Suppressing what? Could it be... suppressing the 'Source Seed' itself? Or is something even more dangerous sealed here?"

As if to answer his question.

The light spots above the pool are like eyes.

After flashing a few last times.

It finally dissipated completely.

It turned into specks of light, fell back into the pool, and disappeared.

On the stone bed.

The light from the "All-Seeing Stone" at the top of the black short staff had completely returned to its previous steady flow.

There have been no further changes.

Around the hall.

The light from those luminous bone plates and artifacts gradually dimmed.

It has been restored to its original state.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Only a richer, more lingering fragrance remains in the air.

And those chaotic fragments of memory that appeared in everyone's minds.

This proves that what happened just now was not an illusion.

"Is it over?"

Fatty Wang was still shaken.

"have no idea."

Zhang Qiling shook his head.

He walked to the edge of the pool and looked at the water, which had returned to calm and was now glowing with a pale blue luminescence.

"The eyes are gone, but the things are still there."

He was referring to the short staff on the stone bed.

And everything recorded in this hall.

Zhang Qiling stared silently at the short staff.

Then he looked at the masked corpse on the bed.

It seems like they are weighing the options.

Wang Cen was tied up in a corner.

It struggled even more fiercely, whimpering.

His eyes were fixed on the short staff, filled with endless longing.

Black Bear walked over and kicked him.

"Behave yourself! If you keep making a fuss, I'll throw you in the pool!"

Wang Cen immediately froze.

But his eyes remained fervent.

"Hey buddy, what should we do with this short staff?"

Wu Xie asked.

This thing is clearly the core of everything here.

However, it is also an extremely dangerous and unstable factor.

Taking it away might trigger unforeseen changes.

Not taking it? Are we just going to leave it here?

Zhang Qiling did not answer immediately.

He stretched out his hand, hovering it above the short staff, as if sensing something.

A moment later, he withdrew his hand and looked at "Zhang Qiling".

Zhang Qiling also made the same gesture.

Then he nodded.

"Very calm."

"The 'thing' inside is either asleep or being crushed."

"Touch, he might wake up."

The meaning is clear.

The short staff is currently stable.

But touching it might awaken what is sealed or suppressed inside.

Just then.

The corpse, wearing a gold mask, lay quietly in the room.

The hand holding the short cane.

It seemed... to move a finger very slightly.