Dark Water's body completely turned black, looking like solidified tar. Its body size did not return to the size of a pocket human, but maintained the height of John's modern human. The most amazing thing is that its head has begun to recover.

The head that was just blown by a bullet should be empty above the neck, but now, the black mucus is squirming and growing, the outline of a chin has been completed, and about one third of the volume below the nose has basically been reorganized and regenerated.

The gunsmith raised the bone gun and was about to make up for the other party a few more times, but then he thought about it and put the gun down again.

Before, dark water took out an object from the esophagus, which showed that there were no important and deadly organs inside his body, and it was proved from the side that he had the ability to heal himself, so the gunsmith chose to attack the head. But at this moment, his head was beaten into a mess and could regenerate, which means that his vital point must not be on the head.

The gunsmith's eyes scanned the "corpse" of Dark Water five or six times from top to bottom, from left to right, from front to back. When he began to feel that he was a little perverted, he thought of changing his thinking.

Assuming that dark water is similar to the liquid metal robot in a certain movie, then according to the law of conservation of mass, the spilled black mucus should flow back, gather and form, and turn into the head of dark water again. In that way, this thing should only take one minute to recover. Therefore, the self-healing of dark water obviously depends on other forms.

"Listen to what he said before, he should be a biological rather than a mechanical one... He will not be hungry, tired, and may not need to breathe, and he may not have a heartbeat." The gunsmith murmured in a low voice, guessing the principle of self-healing in dark water.

Human wound healing generally depends on cell proliferation and differentiation, repair and shaping. In today's world, the empire's top medical methods, even large-scale physical trauma throughout the body can be restored in at least about 70 hours as long as it is combined with advanced equipment and stem cell auxiliary treatment. However, this method is very expensive and requires a certain amount of pain. Even aristocrats rarely try it easily.

But the self-healing ability of Danshui is far superior to any treatment method known to the gunsmith. He does not have to use any instrument or chemical, and can even grow his head if it is blown off by his own secretions. Is this guy without a brain? It's impossible, his brain grows in his butt? Not so?

The gunsmith fired another shot, this time it hit the heart, but Dark Water's chest exploded. You can see two machetes wrapped in black mucus inside its body. Only a very shallow bullet mark was left on the floor under Dark Water, which was the same mark when the bullet that blasted through Dark Water's head hit the distant wall. This shows that Dark Water's body has triggered the power change of the Bone Gun bullet. The explosion did not occur because it was not hard enough, but it was very tough.

The rebirth of the dark water's head was not affected by this shot at all, and his chest began to heal itself, and his recovery speed was similar to that of the head. Although it was slow, the sun set and the moon went up the mountain without interruption.

The bone gun can hold up to ten bullets, and the gunsmith is probably futile to hit the rest on Dark Water. Perhaps the life form of Dark Water is really far beyond humans, just as the science in this ruins goes beyond the scope of the gunsmith's understanding.

He still doesn't understand the reason why he will lose his physiological needs when he stays here; the previous space transfer technology also puzzled him, and he also made a space transfer device, but that kind of transfer requires a certain amount of preparation time and can only transmit all objects in a certain carrier indiscriminately. This is only done by him using the mysterious technology provided by Tianyi as the basis. However, the transfer in the ruins can be started at the moment of starting up, selectively transmitting internal objects so that the carrier itself is not affected.

Thinking about the space flips that I encountered on the river before, and the unknown magnetic fields that could cause mechanical instruments to fail, and the eternal core in his pocket, the gunsmith felt more and more that the science of this civilization was too dangerous, so dangerous that it was a threat to the entire planet. It should not be discovered by anyone here, and this guy from the dark water should be buried underground for a long time.

The gunsmith turned around and stopped caring about the dark water for the time being. Anyway, at this speed, he might not be able to get up in half a day. The gunsmith would continue to explore the remains and see if there were any ways to stop the place from operating again.

Unexpectedly, as he had just taken a few steps, the light around him suddenly darkened. The most obvious one was the sun and moon symbol on the dome mural. The gunsmith froze in place, licked his tongue, looked around for a few more times, and tried to walk forward two more steps. Now, the room was almost pitch black, with only a few blue lights remaining around him. This scene felt like a singer held a concert in a venue that could accommodate 30,000 people. As a result, when the lights were turned off, he found that there was less than one audience with a glow stick, and he sat very dispersed.

The gunsmith looked forward, kept her posture, and took a few steps back, as if she wanted to pretend that she had done nothing just now, but she didn't expect that this move would really restore the light in the giant room a little.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he turned around and rushed towards the statue, and the green light around him became brighter and brighter. When the gunsmith rushed to the statue, took out the eternal core from his pocket, stretched his hand forward, and everything returned to normal.

A smile appeared on the corner of the gunsmith's mouth. He knew that the Eternal Core was the driving force of this entire ruin. Originally, the dark water was hidden in the underground world in some form, but one day, the Eternal Core was damaged for some reason and became like this now. So the dark water was awakened by a device, or he was awake. Who knows, anyway, in this place without physiological needs, God knows whether he cares about the flow of time, God knows why he has no mental breakdown, God knows whether he has the spirit...

In short, dark water uses the remaining energy of the eternal core to make the relics rise, or in other words, some parts of the relics rise and operate, intervene in the outside world, and try to communicate with the world thousands of years later to see if there is any way to solve its own problems. But dark water never expected that the place where science and technology civilization once flourished, but now it is a wild place. The nearest group of civilized people may be a group of K fans, and if they encounter these drug lords, they have to search for at least dozens of kilometers.

Now the gunsmith understood that taking the eternal core from the mouth of the statue would be equivalent to taking away the dry battery in the remote control, the folding space, magnetic field interference, and the protruding ruins all had to be scrapped. No wonder Dark Water had to lead him here to act again. If he chose to take the core out, he would take a lot of risks. He had no idea whether the creatures on the ground were friendly or hostile, weak or powerful. Judging from the rules of Dark Water's behavior, he would not make such a choice.

After he figured it out, he no longer hesitated, raised his bone gun and shot at the high dome. The metal on the wall of this giant chamber is the same as the spire dug before, so the air waves that exploded after the bullet hit the wall are still very strong.

This metal wall is very thick, but only one layer is broken. After it is broken, there is soil under the swamp outside. The silt and soil pour down like a waterfall, and a pile of soil is piled up in the huge room. Fortunately, the space here is huge enough and it will take a lot of time to be filled.

The hole on the dome is about half a meter in diameter and has a relatively regular shape, the same as when it was hit on the spire before. The reaction result of the bone gun bullet attacking the same material will not be too different. The silt poured into the hole did not expand, of course, this was also expected by the gunsmith. This metal is not stone wood and will not deform due to this pressure.

The dark water body and statue were soon buried. The gunsmith retreated to the wall and took the Eternal Core to illuminate it. The light of this thing was very weak, but fortunately, the light symbols on the surrounding walls and high places were not extinguished, so the place was not dark. The gunsmith had a good vision, and it was enough to have this little light. When the soil poured out a hill and stopped rising, but accelerated the drain around, the gunsmith rushed to the high point along the slope. He didn't care about the dirt and endured the disgusting smell in his mouth and nose. He stood as high as possible, and shot another shot into the hole on the top at a nearly vertical angle.

The gunsmith has done this kind of experiment before, that is, what are the effective defense methods for bone guns? One of the tests is to use objects with a density higher than water but lower than the trigger value to block the bullets of bone guns. For example, soil, its strength and toughness cannot cause the bullets fired from bone guns to undergo a qualitative change. So, as long as the soil reaches a sufficient thickness, it can be kept in this medium after the kinetic energy of the bone gun bullets is consumed?

Unfortunately, the experiment ended in failure. The bullet continued to penetrate substances similar to soil until its speed dropped to a low value, and its power still changed qualitatively. Their power was measured by the density of soil that had been crossed through multiple powers. So according to that data, this gun would explode like a rocket launcher to penetrate the target, but not immediately, but after a distance.

The gunsmith guessed that the ruins would not be too deep, otherwise the ground bulge he encountered before might evolve into crust cracks and other situations. He also speculated that these ruins were likely to be many separate individual buildings underground, otherwise there would be no need to use any transfer technology. It would be enough to build a door directly in two adjacent places.

He shot four guns vertically into the hole, each time apart for several seconds. Even though the falling soil kept hitting the gunsmith's body and flowing into his clothes, his hands remained motionless, as stable as a rock. The four bullets penetrated upwards with the exact same ballistic.

The gunsmith was not sure whether he could escape successfully by doing this, but he had to try it. After doing this, the ideal state should be that there is a large conical pit on the ground of the rainforest that is about the size of a swimming pool. The depth is about 30 meters, the bottom is sealed, and there is a layer of soil between more than ten meters and dozens of meters down, and the hole is further down.

Of course these are all assumptions. If the remains were really buried very deep, the gunsmith's bullet just created a hollow hole in cheese, which would soon be filled with the surrounding soil. He was located in a solid hole dozens of meters below the hollow hole, and he would be suffocated to death if he climbed up.

There was not much time left for him, and the huge room was about to be filled. Just as he was about to take a deep breath in this dusty environment to hold it in a long time, the mud poured from his head stopped.

When the gunsmith was stunned, a ray of light shot down. It was undoubtedly sunlight, the long-lost ultraviolet ray.

He was ecstatic and jumped up from the top of the mound, grabbed the round hole, and turned over. The landform outside was similar to the shape he expected, but the depth was more optimistic than he thought. The soil layer of more than ten meters did not exist, because the space in the giant room digested all the mud, and the gunsmith was crawling out at the bottom of a cone-shaped pit similar to a cone, about twenty meters above the ground.

I had just taken a breath of air outside, and my feet were trembling like an earthquake. Seeing that the path above my head was about to bury myself under this sudden change, the gunsmith was startled and rushed up like a monkey. In a few seconds, I escaped from the deep pit and returned to the ground.

Then, the ground hundreds of meters below his feet fell into the ground, and the deep pit that had just climbed out was also filled and disappeared. Afterwards, the gunsmith was still a little scared when he remembered this, but he soon understood that because the Eternal Core was brought out, the giant room completely lost its power and then sank.

"Hahahahahahahaha!" When everything came to peace, the gunsmith lay on the ground in a large shape, laughing to the sky, breathing the wet air in the rain forest. Now this unpleasant smell was so comfortable that he sniffed.

Two seconds later, his expression changed, but when he smelled his stomach roared a few times, a feeling of extreme fatigue rolled up like a tsunami, but he did not fall asleep, but a carp thrust up, got up and ran wildly, rushed into the woods, and unbuttoned his pants...
Chapter completed!