Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

"What?"

After hearing Hou San's words, I almost jumped up. I quickly looked back, and sure enough, I saw that very familiar face.

It's that woman.

"you……"

I don't know what to say.

But looking behind her, luckily she was the only one, and the rest were missing.

The students of the two professors shrank aside in fear, trembling.

"You guys should leave quickly."

The woman seemed to have come to warn us.

"you……"

The professor adjusted his glasses at this time, and then carefully observed the woman crawling on the ground in front of him. She looked like a four-limbed reptile, especially the hair that was wrapped around her neck.

"What do you want to do?"

asked the professor.

"We just want to get back what belongs to us. Our tribe must get back what belongs to us. Don't worry, we will leave."

The woman was surprised, "But so far, I haven't found a map to leave."

"map?"

"What map?" asked the professor. "Maybe I can help you."

"It's no use."

She seemed a little disappointed, "Because humans have started to fight back, so we don't want to confront you head-on. You'd better leave."

Everything seems to be caused by humans.

The woman told me that she had been reminded of many things. She said that they are a very strange living creature, because for them, death means losing their memory. So when she woke up again, she lost all her memories, and she could only get them back slowly.

In their world, memory is the most precious thing, and everything else is external.

"Then you don't die? Real physical death!"

I asked.

"have no idea."

She just told us that once their consciousness disappears, the physical actions will stop abruptly, but their bodies will not change or decay until another consciousness appears on the original so-called corpse. , a new living body is born.

They will forget the last person's consciousness and have a new beginning.

"eternal life?"

Hou San muttered, "This is the legendary immortal body. Does it really exist?"

There are so many things in this world that we cannot know, but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist.

"So... do you know where your tribe is now?"

asked the professor.

"I know, but I don't know how to describe it in your language." The woman said, "Because we are lost."

What she meant by being lost was being unable to return to her own tribe.

"Zizzizi!"

A strange sound came from below.

The woman was slightly stunned.

"Let's go!"

The woman said this, turned around, and disappeared on the rooftop.

at night.

We sat on the rooftop, looking at the bright starry sky, in a daze.

The professor was looking through some notes for a while, and sketching for a while, as if he still had something to think about.

Those No. 3 creatures don't seem to pay attention to us anymore.

"map?"

the professor mused.

"Perhaps, it's just a tool that can help them return to their tribe, just like the aliens in the movie who need a tool to return to their own planet - a spaceship."

"Do you really think they are aliens?" Hou San held his chin in his hands.

A word to wake up the dreamer.

"Right."

The professor seemed to have a sense of enlightenment.

"tool?"

he laughed.

"If they can find that kind of tool directly from a map, then they can go back." The professor analyzed.

"What's the meaning?"

I don't understand what he said.

"What the teacher means is that the map itself is a tool to take them back."

"Isn't that incredible?"

Hou San was suspicious.

"Because, I checked the information and found that ancient tribes often used a specific tool to record things, especially important things. They would record them in daily necessities, like that porcelain, which they could use to ask for help. ”

The professor said, "Of course, they can also be used as a carrier to take them back."

But maybe they tried that thing, but it still couldn't bring them back. It's the porcelain vase that I tried every possible means to get back, but now it is estimated that it has traveled across the ocean and returned to the British Museum.

And the museum unless there is something that can be found about their tribe.

"What?"

We asked in unison.

"have no idea."

The professor sighed, "Maybe they're looking."

"ah!"

A sharp scream came from downstairs, almost piercing each of our eardrums.

"Go down and have a look."

We rushed directly to the place where the sound came from, which was on the third floor. There was actually a strange light blooming here, and among the collections on display, all the porcelains emitted a bright light.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Those people are laughing.

But at this time, it was obvious that they had noticed our presence.

Everyone was staring directly at us.