Release that Witch - Chapter 1077

[Chapter 1055 Shocking picture]

In addition to recalling Azima and Rosser, he also wrote down follow-up arrangements incidentally.

It is time-consuming and labor-intensive to achieve safe mining of uranium mines. It is not only necessary to formulate detailed operation procedures and set up monitoring nodes, but also to allow workers to have a certain understanding of the work they are doing and follow the rules meticulously. .

Facing the imminent threat of war, he naturally did not intend to follow the normal course.

The North Slope Mine is a good example.

Buy death row prisoners directly from Duke Quinn, and then stuff them all into the ruins, without salary and vacation, and without preparing protective measures for them.

As long as he promises to be released after ten years of service, he believes that those people will make the right choice between the gallows and a chance of life.

And the lords everywhere are probably happy to exchange the lives of these scum for an extra income.

In this way, the 100 or so soldiers of the exploration team only need to be responsible for supervision and security work, and the requirements for protection are greatly reduced.

Sean is undoubtedly the most suitable management candidate.

Finally, at the end of the secret letter, Roland also specifically explained that he asked the guards to inquire about the whereabouts of the “treasure” that people brought out from the ruins a hundred years ago.

After all, several suspicious points in the rumors really made him a little concerned.

This ethnic group that has not been recorded in history seems to have an inexplicable worship of radioactive elements. They use ore to burn bricks to build sacrificial temples, use it to torture the enemy, and even swallow the ore—— Those remains that glowed green in Akima’s eyes were proof.

Although it is not clear whether their demise is directly related to this worship, it should be a very appropriate name to call them Radiation Race.

Of course, the world is so big, it is not uncommon for any kind of civilization to emerge.

What is really strange is that whether it is going deep into the mining area or using ore to make bricks, it is impossible to cause the effect of “flesh and blood”.

Even if he lived in a mine and suffered long-term internal and external exposure to various types of decay radiation, the result was only a sharp increase in the risk of cancer. He could live to be eighty years old, but in the end he only lived to sixty-six.

After all, the efficiency of releasing nuclides by natural decay is too low.

The unlucky ghosts who died tragically in the rumors did not seem to have died of cancer or distortion complications, but rather were affected by strong radiation.

To satisfy the latter condition, the only way to achieve this is to make the high-purity nuclear material reach the critical level and generate a large amount of neutron flow and hard gamma rays in an instant. However, this situation is not like the level that the radioactive family can achieve.

Roland could not rule out that the rumor itself had distorted the facts, but more than one person should have known about the tragic situation of the villagers at that time. If it was true, the problem probably lay with those “treasures”.

Only in this way can the ruins take on the role of the execution altar—otherwise, every detainee can live for more than ten years before dying. If this altar is not built into a high-rise apartment building, it may not be able to accommodate so many people.

It’s a pity that hundreds of years have far exceeded Asha’s lookback period, and now it is almost impossible to fully understand what happened at that time, so Xiao En can only try his best.

He faintly felt that the truth behind the rumors might not be that simple.

…

After Honey took away the letter, Roland walked to the desk and carefully looked at the rubbings of the murals spread out one by one.

Although the distorted ink portrait is full of weird and absurd things, he can still recognize the general subject and object – the subject is mostly located in the center of the scroll, with large and delicate outlines, representing the person in charge of the ruins; the object is much smaller , filling every corner, and one can feel the pain and fear from their ferocious expressions.

This is probably the commonality of all intelligent life-always regard themselves as the protagonists in the historical records.

As Sean said, neither the subject nor the object has anything to do with known alien races such as devils, evil beasts, and submarine civilizations. Their shapes are really weird, and some of them are like matchsticks, and the limbs cannot be distinguished. and head and tail; while others are like wriggling protozoa, with all the internal organs hidden in the brain.

The content of the murals is not all related to the execution. Several rubbings describe the scene of the subject and the object fighting. They seem to be able to fly by the wind by inflating their bodies. Attack from both sides.

The towering defense line did not play any role, the city was turned into a sea of flames, and the subject was killed and routed.

As long as you can distinguish the respective positions of the characters, you can roughly understand the events described in these seemingly crazy records.

“Huh?” Roland’s eyes suddenly stopped on a picture.

“What’s wrong?” Nightingale noticed something strange in him.

“Do you feel that the scene in this rubbing seems to have been seen somewhere?” He walked to the picture scroll and squatted down. That was the last paragraph describing the war: countless matchsticks merged into one, as if wanting to fight to the death , but was still knocked down by the subject.

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sonicmtl.com converged into a huge lake, the surviving enemies fled to the seaside, and were all killed by the chasing subjects, and the corpses even built a small hill in the sea.

“Hmm…” Nightingale looked at it for a long time, “Except for using more ink, it seems to be the same as other blueprints?”

Well, combat ability and artistic appreciation are indeed incompatible.

Roland raised his forehead and said, “First, get me a map of the extreme south.”

“Understood.” The latter quickly dealt with it, and handed him a thick stack of maps, and at the same time handed him a piece of dried fish.

Roland bit the dried fish and kept moving his hands. After a while, he found a partial bird’s-eye view of Endless Cape.

At that time, in order to determine the location of Daqing Port, he asked Lightning and Maggie to draw a detailed map of this place, so he always left an impression on it.

When the two were put together, he suddenly felt a layer of goose bumps on his back, his body seemed to be electrified, and his fingertips felt numb.

The contour lines in the two pictures overlapped!

Although there are some discrepancies in the details, the trend of the dividing line between the continental edge and the vortex sea is basically the same, and the similarity is more than 80%!

Is this…a coincidence?

“Well, the place drawn on this picture is the extreme south?” Nightingale also noticed something was wrong, “Isn’t that where the sand people live?”

Roland didn’t answer, but quickly scanned the remaining scrolls.

When he saw the penultimate picture, the blood in his whole body seemed to freeze.

More than a dozen subjects gathered on a high platform, forming a large circle around each other, and an irregular polyhedron floating in the circle, with countless weird tentacles dancing on the surface, like the hair of a snake demon.

Sean had never seen this scene with his own eyes, so naturally he didn’t know what was shown in the painting.

But Roland knew.

It was clearly a “relic of the gods”.

[End of this Chapter]