Chapter 163 Strange Organs, Unknown Chess
Chapter 163 Strange Organs, Unknown Chess
Immediately, someone in the archaeological team vomited on the spot.
But now is not the time to vomit, because the nail plate is constantly moving towards everyone.
It is estimated that in ten minutes or so, the bronze nails on the nail boards will be pierced on everyone's bodies.
"Damn it!" The officer and soldier punched the ground fiercely, venting his anger.
Professor Wen was the calmer one among the crowd. He said to the officers and soldiers: "Okay, don't vent. What happened to the grenade casualties just now?"
At this time, someone in the archaeological team said: "Xiao Zhou, Xiao Zhou, he is dying..."
I saw the young man who was debating "Getaway" with Professor Wen last second, a lot of blood flowed out of his abdomen, which was stained red.
When everyone hurried over to look at it, he couldn't catch his breath.
Seeing Professor Wen approaching, Xiao Zhou opened his mouth slightly.
But no sound came out of his mouth at all, only his constant ups and downs of panting could be heard.
Professor Wen held him firmly and nodded.
Only then did Xiao Zhou close his eyes in satisfaction.
Then the breath gradually weakened until it disappeared completely.
Everyone was silent for a while, and grief filled the hearts of each of the 28 people.
However, the sound of the machine ringing all around and the nail boards are constantly advancing let everyone know that this is not a sad moment.
We must get through this difficulty first!
After everyone was attacked by 701 mercenaries, somehow the camera was not damaged at all.
The audience in the live broadcast room was still excited about discovering these three murals one second, and saw the sneak attack of 701 mercenaries in the next second.
As the room was plunged into darkness, there was not enough light.
The live broadcast screen was also dark, and the audience in the live broadcast room didn't know what happened.
"What's going on, does anyone know? Why is the live broadcast room black?"
Fuck, it's this group of 701 mercenaries again, actually engaging in a sneak attack!"
"The archaeological team didn't hurt anyone, please, I don't want to see anyone die."
"Just now I heard the sound of the mechanism starting. Could it be that Professor Wen and the others touched the mechanism?"
"What's the situation, do you want to call for support?"
At this time, the screen in the live broadcast room suddenly lit up.
It turned out that the officers and soldiers asked the officers and soldiers to take out the large spotlights they carried with them.
The large illuminating lamp is a large lighting device, as tall as two people, and the wattage of the light bulb it uses is dozens of times that of a household light bulb. Even in a deep cave, it can illuminate the surroundings extremely clearly.
This is a lighting tool that the archaeological team must bring to the tomb. After the archaeological team came to the sunken ship, they also considered the lighting of the sunken ship, so they brought this big guy down.
As soon as the large illuminating lamp was turned on, the whole room was instantly illuminated like daylight, which was many times brighter than the previous bronze lamp.
The audience in the live broadcast room could see clearly the environment of the archaeologists at once.
"Fuck, why are there so many nail plates around the archaeological team at dawn?"
"Is this the trap those mercenaries said?"
"The bronze nails on this nail board are so sharp, and they are still shining coldly.
"What? Has there been any casualties in the archaeological team?"
"What should I do now? The nailboard is still moving slowly!"
The audience in the live broadcast room were anxious and worried for the archaeological team.
The archaeological team is also very anxious now, not knowing what to do.
Someone said: "Professor Wen, what should we do now, if this continues, we will all die here!"
Before Professor Wen could say anything, the officer took out his pistol and stood in front of everyone.
"Let me come, I'll see if I can break these pegboards!"
The bullet is loaded and just about to shoot.
Professor Wen stepped forward quickly, stopped him from shooting, and said, "Don't shoot, these pegboards are too close to us, and these pegboards are made of bronze, if you shoot rashly, it will ricochet. hurt ourselves!"
"Then what should we do?! You can't wait to die here, can you?" the officer and soldier asked anxiously.
Professor Wen took a long breath and paced back and forth [forcing himself to calm down.
"Be sure to calm down. Since the nail board is slowly approaching us instead of nailing us directly, it means that this is definitely not a deadly trap. There must be some kind of mechanism nearby that can break this trap.
Everyone calmed down after hearing his analysis, thinking about it one after another.
That's right, if this is a fatal game, then the nail board will fall directly, why is it so slow, giving everyone more than ten minutes?
Could it be that these ten minutes are reserved for everyone to write suicide notes?
Sure enough, someone in the crowd noticed something strange.
"Professor Wen, look here, there is a chessboard here!"
Everyone's spirits were shocked, and they hurried over.
The position of the chessboard is not somewhere, but the place where the square wooden pillar sank.
I saw that the square wooden pillar sank most of it immediately after the mechanism was activated.
At that time, no one approached it, causing the mechanism to go crazy again.
Looking at it now, this is the place to solve the surrounding nail plate and the nail plate on the top of the head!
After the wooden pillar sank, only a little bit was left, which happened to be a short platform for the archaeological team.
There are five chessboards placed on this platform, arranged in five rows.
Each chessboard is different, and chess pieces are also different.
Some are square, some are round, some are big, and some are low.
However, the chess pieces are all black, tightly attached to the chessboard.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all saw doubts in each other's eyes.
Because none of them recognized these chessboards.
"What kind of chess are these? Why haven't I seen them before? Have you seen them?"
Some people in the crowd raised questions.
Many people shook their heads, only Professor Wen pondered: "I only recognize three of these chessboards, and I haven't seen the other two."
Professor Wen pointed to the three sets of chessboards on the wooden platform and said: "The chess pieces on the top are squares are called Liubo, and the one on the lower left that is similar to it is called Saixi. It's called Grid Five, and I haven't seen the other two chessboards before."
"Liu Bo", "Sai Xi", "Ge Wu"?
This is the first time everyone has heard of these chess games. In everyone's impression, there are only two kinds of chess games in ancient times, "Go" and "Xiangqi".
For a while, everyone was in trouble.
Don't even know chess, how to break the game?
"Professor Wen, can you play these chess?"
Professor Wen shook his head and gave a wry smile: "I just accidentally learned about their gameplay in a few ancient books, but how to solve these chess games is just darkened.
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