"That's the one we just took."
"There is another one... the concave hole on the fourth floor!"
indeed.
When she said that, Xia Yibing suddenly remembered that the concave hole was where the mimicking monster came in from.
That is definitely not a good thing. If you only block the top but leave the bottom open, that thing may come in from there at any time.
"We have to go inside." Hitzfeld said firmly, "The air here is enough for us to last for a long time... When I distributed the notes earlier, I also left one for Eugenie. If he is smart, the longer we hold out, the greater our chances of success."
Xia Yibing understood what she meant and knew that she was going in to find a way to check the situation on the fourth floor.
If the door to the fourth floor is open, check the alcove.
If the hole is also open, you either have to find a way to close it, or retreat to the passage above the first floor and close the circular door of the passage.
But that's not the point.
The point is-
"You passed notes to men without telling me?"
"Ok?"
Hitzfeld didn't react, and the next moment, she felt her waist and hands being held tightly.
"Of course I didn't mean that!" She explained nervously, "I just... I've analyzed that no matter what advanced technology was used when the dragon tomb was built, it can still operate underground for so long. It needs energy to do this!"
"and then."
Xia Yibing lowered her head, and her breath almost sprayed on her face.
"And then, absorbing energy out of thin air is also very exaggerated... So I think there should be a power station inside the dragon tomb..."
Hitzfeld's voice trailed off.
Damn, her face seemed to be getting hot again.
But she still persisted in struggling: "This power station can't store too much electricity...it can't last that long...but it can definitely find other ways to generate electricity...including looking for thermal energy...and what the ancestors of the hot spring dragons mentioned...um...looking for water sources...using hydroelectric power..."
"But now it is in Kerge, and Kerge has several large power plants. If it wants enough energy, there is no need to look for other places..."
"So it's moving now... I think it's definitely going to go..."
"If Eugenie is smart enough..."
She explained it as clearly as she could.
But the woman didn't seem to want to let her go and kept approaching.
Hitzfeld felt that he was mentally prepared.
She felt her body being brought down and her ankles being lifted up.
Then the next moment, it seemed as if something wrapped around her left foot.
?
He looked up in astonishment and saw the woman looking down at her feet, moving her hands... piercing a piece of leather.
Is this...shoes?
She made shoes for me this way?
All of a sudden, Hitzfeld felt that it was not just his feet that were wrapped, and the slightest bit of resentment he had towards the woman completely disappeared.
Chapter 121 Qualitative Change
In the passage on the first floor of the Dragon Tomb, Xia Yibing was concentrating on making shoes for the girl.
The raw material is her leather windbreaker, which is of no use now, so it would be better to cut off the long hem and let it make the most of its remaining value.
Xia Yibing used the leather - the side facing inwards - to press against the girl's feet, trying to wrap it as completely as possible. She made sure to leave a gap in the front, and then used the rope on the windbreaker to tie it tightly around the girl's ankles.
After tying up the left foot, she did the same with the right foot. During the whole process, Hitzfeld remained motionless and let her do it, with a flickering look in his eyes when he looked at her.
"Alright." Pretending to pinch the arch of the foot twice, pretending to confirm whether the leather fits the foot, Xia Yibing coughed, "Get up and walk around. Although this leather is a summer style, the hem is not thin at all. It should be more durable than straw sandals."
Hitzfeld really stood up and took a few steps.
The leather had no hard sole, so it was definitely not as comfortable as the worst straw sandals. But the softness of being wrapped still made her slightly stunned. It was not until the woman pulled her back that she realized that there was a sharp diamond lying where she was about to step.
They are now in the treasure pile.
It wasn't that exaggerated, it wasn't an ocean of treasure, and it certainly wasn't as big as Uncle Scrooge's super vault. But she estimated that it was at least a few dozen times the size of that vault, and it was spread out on the ground, glittering with gold.
"Aisun?" Xia Yibing was still recalling the feeling just now, and her tone sounded a little absent-minded. "Are you in a daze? What's wrong?"
"No." Hitzfeld raised his eyebrows and looked at her slowly. "I was just wondering, if we need to seal the tomb, will we be trapped inside and buried with Kyle?"
This scared Xia Yibing.
Especially after careful consideration, she found that this was not alarmist, but something that could really happen.
Because that monster - regardless of whether he eventually intends to fulfill his agreement with Russell and govern the country well, his current primary goal is to obtain the Dragon Tomb.
Including gold coins, gems, golden statues, thousands of armors and weapons, dragon saddles... and the most important "new mimicry method".
In fact, Xia Yibing has always had a guess that she suspected that all these things on the first three layers existed for the new mimicry method.
Because of these wealth and treasures, if you carefully trace them, the part that can be directly identified as "money" may be able to shock the not-so-wealthy residents of the West.
After all, she had worked as a secret police for so many years, and sometimes she would lead a team to deal with the confiscation of aristocratic properties. According to what she had seen and heard in the past, there were so many nobles and businessmen who could have the same wealth that Sarah couldn't count them on her hands.
This is just what’s on the surface.
Therefore, the truly valuable items should actually be the armor and weapons, which are things that cannot be bought with money. If you take money to the blacksmith shop to place an order, the blacksmith will turn around and report it to the police. These controlled items... are not something that ordinary civilians are qualified to touch.
That's strange isn't it.
If the person who finally gets the treasure is powerful himself, he can use this large amount of money and equipment and weapons to quickly arm a large army.
Well... Of course, it is hard to say how powerful this "army" is. Because most of their equipment is cold weapons, they don't have much of an advantage when compared to modern armies.
But there is one last point that has not been mentioned - whether Kyle has taken into consideration the situation where a powerless person, a lone man, obtains the treasure.
If so, then Kyle might have expected that this money and equipment would be used to help him prosper and rise to power and overthrow this era.
In the age of airplanes and cannons, ordinary knight armor is of course useless, but she could not ignore those two thousand dragon saddles.
She suspected that Kyle hoped that the heir would obtain the new mimicry and pass it on to his followers.
A broken cavalry unit would certainly be easily overwhelmed by artillery fire, but if they could ride on dragons, they would be enough to threaten or even destroy any modern army.
She felt she was not exaggerating.
Think about Baal-Glarant... He accidentally discovered the mimicry array on the fourth floor of the Dragon Tomb, and then ate it, causing uncontrolled mimicry.
Is he that lucky?
There were so many stone tablets there, and it was expected that there was a formation diagram hidden under each one. How did he happen to choose a powerful fire dragon?
Of course, it is not ruled out that his luck is just that good, but Xia Yibing feels that instead of believing this, it is better to believe that the formation diagrams buried under all the stone tablets are the same.
So... this... if someone gets the dragon tomb, he can control money and equipment with one hand, and win people's hearts with the power granted by the new mimicry method with the other. The lost dragon riders will return and gather under his command, and this legendary army will be enough to break the balance of the continent.
It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Tarignan has a little ambition, Sarah has a little fear of the West, and the situation is stable without any major curses, they will definitely fight over this point.
We can't let the other side succeed.
Shaking her head, Xia Yibing seemed to want to get rid of that terrible future from her mind.
Because they didn't want it to succeed, they sealed the dragon's tomb.
Because the dragon tomb was sealed, he was trapped inside and died.
This equation holds true.
Ah… Of course Sarah couldn’t have been unaware of Russell’s betrayal, they would have sent someone.
But even if they deal with Russell and the monster, how long will it take?
Two months?
Or half a year?
There was nothing to eat or drink in this damn place. She estimated that it wouldn't take long after the tomb was sealed, maybe seven days.
They may not be able to hold on for seven days.
She held the lamp and walked in front with a worried look on her face.
"You'll probably die here with me," she heard Hitzfeld say behind her.
"Why, are you dissatisfied with this ending?"
Xia Yibing couldn't tell what she was referring to for a moment.
"If you're asking me if I'm willing to die with you, then I'm willing to die with you."
She answered casually.
"But why—why should we die?"
"Think about Mr. Glarant. Our situation won't be any worse than his. Even he was able to find a way to escape alive, but we haven't reached that point yet!"
"Do you want to find the mimicry array on the fourth floor and eat it?" Hitzfeld asked in a strange tone.
Xia Yibing didn't notice and nodded: "Yes, that is our last resort."
"Don't you think that there are some differences between us and Mr. Glarant besides the suffix?"
Xia Yibing was silent now.
She knew that the girl was talking about "identity".
Old Baal... Baal-Glarant was able to survive after eating the mimicry array, probably because he was a member of the Dragon Guard.
After all, they are outsiders. They are not dragon guards, nor are they nearly immortal monsters. It is hard to say whether they can successfully mimic the formation or explode into rotten meat after eating the formation diagram.
"And you're sure you want to turn into a dragon..."
The whisper came quietly into my ear.
"Think about what happened to old Baal... He lost all his memories of his human days. Without our help, he would have disappeared from this world as an evil species."
Xia Yibing had to admit that she was right.
Even if they were lucky enough not to die and survived with their memories preserved, the changes in their bodies would certainly be difficult to eliminate.
They will be locked up as experimental subjects, and that fate may not be much better than dying in battle.
"what do you want to say in the end?"
She was unhappy.
From the beginning till now, Aisuen has been saying that she wants to die... Is she so pessimistic about their future?
"nothing."
But Hitzfeld was just the opposite, with the corners of his lips curled up, looking like he was in a good mood.
"I'm just listing the worst possible scenarios for you."
"As for whether we want to die together, if you want to, I'm willing too."
Then she tiptoed past the dazed woman and walked to the front.
Xia Yibing definitely couldn't figure it out... Hitzfeld was very sure that no one could guess what she was thinking at this moment.
She and Xia have indeed decided to be together. From their initial ambiguous relationship to their current one, it is no exaggeration to say that they like each other.
But she still felt a little uncomfortable: the reason why Xia had a good impression of her was all because of that graffiti.
Of course, she really no longer cares about the reason - but the indifference in daily life and the indifference when in danger, whether she doesn't care about the other person dying for her, are two different kinds of indifference.
She didn't care about the former.
She cares about the latter.
But now she doesn't care.
She no longer worried about Xia Yibing and whether this woman was willing to die for her.
Because she doesn't care anymore, she cares more about her own willingness.
