pjbooks Chapter 344 The Heavenly Pavilion!
Chapter 344 The Heavenly Pavilion!
"sit."
Zhang Yan pointed to a relatively intact iron chair in the corner of the core area.
Without any ceremony, Guan Xing placed the handwritten copy on the control panel beside him and took out a palm-sized portable projector from his tactical bag.
The white tiger guards the entrance to the corridor.
The Black Scorpion has been retrieved into Zhang Yan's system space.
The purified low-temperature fluctuations still remain in the underground core layer, and fragments of energy-conducting devices are scattered on the ground.
It will take some time for Qin Xiao's men to take over the work outside, so Zhang Yan isn't in a hurry to leave.
He is now more concerned about Guantiange.
Three hundred years of archives.
An incomplete arrival from eight hundred years ago.
And there's the "Heart of the Creator" drawn on the first page of that handwritten book.
If these things are real, they are worth far more than a B+ level contamination node.
Turn on the projector to stargaze.
A gray-white light curtain unfolded between the two.
The above are not videos, but rather a series of hand-drawn diagrams, scans, geomagnetic wave curves, and photographs from different eras.
Zhang Yan reads very quickly.
He doesn't need explanations for every page of the stargazing chart.
The system is scanning synchronously, and the Tiangong Heart is also slightly warm.
"The earliest records of the ruins from Guantian Pavilion can be traced back three hundred years," Guanxing said. "But the data we received is even earlier than three hundred years ago."
Zhang Yan looked at the light screen: "Was this left behind by the people eight hundred years ago?"
"right."
The stargazer placed his finger on a curve.
"The arrival of the Ruins is not a random event; it has a high-dimensional cycle. However, the intervals in real time are not fixed. The shortest interval is three hundred years, and the longest is tens of thousands of years."
Zhang Yan raised his eyes: "It depends on the integrity of the seal."
"right."
There was no surprise in the stargazing.
She now tacitly accepts that Zhang Yan knows a lot of things.
"The deeper the seal, the slower the resurgence of the Ruins in higher dimensions. The one 30,000 years ago used the complete Four Spirits and the complete Heart of Heavenly Craftsmanship, which is why it remained dormant for 30,000 years."
Zhang Yan remained silent.
This matches what Xuanwu saw in his memories.
The complete Four Spirits.
The complete heart of divine craftsmanship.
The City of Heavenly Crafts has fallen.
The cost was so great that the entire Mohist civilization was completely disrupted.
He quickly put this information into his existing framework.
Guantiange is not making up a story.
At least in the general direction, it aligns.
Continue switching files while observing the stars.
A yellowish image appeared on the screen.
The image depicts a valley with seven concentric circles at the bottom, each containing a long needle-shaped structure in the center.
There are also many rune annotations next to it.
"The one eight hundred years ago was not a complete arrival."
Guan Xing said, "At that time, the seal from 30,000 years ago had already developed cracks, and a part of the original body was discovered. However, the Four Spirits no longer existed, and the Heart of Heavenly Craftsmanship was shattered and scattered, so no one could recreate the seal."
Zhang Yan asked, "So you used a celestial anchor?"
Guan Xing nodded.
"The Sky Anchor is not a sealer, it is a delayer."
She zoomed in on the picture.
"It uses specific minerals to create a local time delay field, trapping the part of the original body that was discovered in the ruins in a region where time is extremely slow."
"In reality, a year may pass, but only a few minutes may have passed inside the anchor point."
Zhang Yan stared at the seven rings.
His first reaction wasn't surprise.
It is an assessment.
Time delay field.
If it can be superimposed on the Azure Dragon's spatial folding module, could it serve as a backup insurance for the sealing battle?
When the Four Spirits Seal fails, use the Sky-Gazing Anchor to hold back the Ruins' main body.
Even if it only buys him a few hours, it will be enough for Zhang Yan to rebuild the second seal.
This line of thinking is very important.
"How long did it last?" Zhang Yan asked.
"About sixty years."
The stargazer lowered his voice a little.
"Finally, the Ruins shrank on its own and retreated into the depths of the rift. The records left by the generation of the Observatory say that it didn't win, but rather that it felt there was no point in continuing the fight."
Zhang Yan looked at her.
"cost."
"Thirty-seven people."
The stargazing pauses for half a second.
"They all perished."
The core layer fell silent for a moment.
Zhang Yan offered no comment.
For him, this cost is not a story, but a reference point.
Thirty-seven members of the Guantian Pavilion were sacrificed for sixty years of delay.
This demonstrates that the celestial anchor is effective.
This also shows that this thing is extremely dangerous.
"Does the Sky-Gazing Anchor still exist?"
He shook his head as he gazed at the stars.
"We used it all up last time. The array core completely collapsed, and the remaining fragments were contaminated and burned."
Zhang Yan looked at the projection: "Manufacturing method?"
"have."
The stargazer answered quickly.
"We are short of materials."
Zhang Yan had already guessed it.
As the stargazer swiped his finger, a line of text appeared on the projection.
Wind-breathing Jade.
Zhang Yan went over the name in his mind.
strangeness.
The system did not immediately display the matching results.
This actually indicates that it is not a conventional mineral.
"There are only records of it deep in the mountains somewhere on the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau," Guan Xing said. "The last reliable record is from two hundred years ago. After that, there was a gap. Guantiange has searched several times, but without success."
Zhang Yan took out his phone and sent a message directly to Nie Qingcheng.
"Check the wind-blown jade. The Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau may be related to the Sky-Observing Anchor."
After sending the message, he added another sentence.
"Don't rush, wait until you wake up."
After sending the message, he put his phone back in his palm.
He knew she would most likely wake up.
But what needs to be said still needs to be said.
Guan Xing watched his actions without asking any questions.
Zhang Yan looked up: "Continue."
Switch to the next set of files for stargazing.
This is a diagram of the pollution evolution.
From low-level pollution sources to the host, then to the anchor of consciousness, and finally to the descending rift.
Each stage is documented.
Zhang Yan became increasingly silent as he looked at the screen.
It's not because I'm afraid.
It is because the things that Guantiange has accumulated over the past three hundred years have indeed made up for its biggest shortcoming.
He can fight.
It can purify.
It can manufacture mechs.
But what he lacks is the long-term behavioral pattern of the ruins.
Guantiange happens to have it.
Zhang Yan quickly redefined the role of this organization in his mind.
Not a golden thigh.
It is an information database.
Cooperation is possible, but complete trust is not.
In particular, the other party is obsessed with the Heart of the Gods.
"How much do you know about the patterns of consciousness anchors?" Zhang Yan asked.
Guan Xing glanced at him.
"Anchor points are not usually randomly placed. The market will place them in three types of locations."
Three lines appeared on the light screen.
High-pressure population zone.
Groundwater system.
The area where the old seal echoes.
Zhang Yan's eyes turned slightly cold.
Jinghai.
Shanghai.
Relics of the East China Sea.
Everything matches up.
"The anchor point itself is not a weapon," said Guan Xing. "It's more like a coordinate. Once activated, the Ruins can use it to quickly recover contaminated energy and also leave a way out on the real level."
Zhang Yan asked, "How do we cut off our escape route?"
"Destroying the anchor point is just the most drastic method," said Guan Xing. "If you can use it in reverse, redirecting the ruins' escape route to the empty shell, it will misjudge."
Zhang Yan thought of eight hundred years ago.
"Empty shell".
"right."
Guan Xing pushed the handwritten copy in front of him.
"This is the key to what happened eight hundred years ago. The celestial anchor held the main body in place, while the empty shell anchor misled the retreat route. Only when both things happened simultaneously could it hold on for sixty years."
Zhang Yan flipped through a few pages.
He couldn't understand the runes above, but the system was already analyzing them.
Progress is very slow.
This shows that this thing is indeed ancient and is not a modern engineering language.
"What do you want?" Zhang Yan closed the handwritten copy.
Guan Xing sat up a little straighter.
"Participate in the sealing."
Zhang Yan looked at her: "How can I participate?"
"Provide all files, provide instructions on how to manufacture the sky-observation anchor, assist in locating the anchor point, and clear residual frequency bands."
Guan Xing speaks slowly.
"Once the seal is complete, the Sky-Gazing Pavilion will be allowed to record the entire process up close."
The white tiger's mechanical eye lit up.
Zhang Yan did not agree immediately.
Record the seal up close.
This statement sounds reasonable.
But from another perspective, it means getting up close to the Four Spirits, the Heart of Heavenly Craftsmanship, and the true form of the Void.
The risks are considerable.
He knew very well that an organization like Guantiange, which had survived for three hundred years, could not have relied solely on ideals.
While stargazing is credible, it does not mean that the entire Observatory is credible.
"Recording is fine," Zhang Yan said, "but I have command over the sealing battle and on-site authority. Your people must accept my coordinate assignments before entering the battlefield. If anyone approaches the Heart of Heavenly Craftsmanship, the White Tiger will strike first."
Guan Xing did not hesitate.
"Can."
"Give me the file first."
"Can."
"Give me the method for making the Sky-Gazing Anchor first."
"Can."
Zhang Yan glanced at her for two seconds.
"You agreed too quickly."
Guan Xing lowered his head and turned off the projector.
"Because we can't afford to wait."
She placed an encrypted storage device on the table.
"The precursor wave of the Ruins has arrived at least four months ahead of the Sky-Gazing Pavilion's prediction. The faster you act, the higher our chances of survival."
Zhang Yan picked up the memory and started a system scan.
Pollution-free.
No remote data return module.
He accepted it.
"The cooperation is established."
Guan Xing stretched out his hand.
Zhang Yan glanced at it and grasped it.
Her hands were cold.
When I loosened my grip, I paused stargazing.
She looked at the groove in Zhang Yan's palm, her voice lowering by half an octave.
"There's one more thing."
Zhang Yan looked at her.
Guan Xing said, "Did you know that among that group of people from 30,000 years ago, one person actually survived?"
Zhang Yan's fingers paused slightly.
"This part is not in Xuanwu's memory."
"Because it had already entered a deep dormancy at that time," Guan Xing said. "There is another version in the Guantiange fragments."
Zhang Yan did not urge him.
Guan Xing looked up at him.
"That person's face looks about 80% like yours."