The sun was so dazzling, Su Huilan covered her forehead with her hand, and looked up to see Petru bend over and shout at them, but his eyes were only at Mrs. Larry.

Then, there was a thumping sound from the freeboard deck tunnel, and then Boris's loud voice: "Hey, Petru, we need help!"

"Come!" Petru hurried over.

Su Huilan smiled and said to Mrs. Larry: "Madam, this guy really cares about you."

"Others are not bad." Mrs. Larry said.

Alice pursed her lips for a moment, and finally couldn't help but say: "Madam, the red beard said he wants to marry you."

"Don't talk nonsense," said the lady.

"It's true, he told me personally." Alice said, "he said you are the most respectable woman he has ever seen, and he has fallen in love with you since the first day he saw you."

Mrs. Larry's face was still her usual serious expression, and she couldn't see any change, but Su Huilan keenly felt an unusual light flash in her eyes, like lightning in the depths of clouds.

After many days of getting along, Su Huilan learned more about Mrs. Larry. This female scientist who is known for being serious is not difficult to get along with. She has a kind heart and a noble soul, but I don’t know why, she always has a stern face, showing a face that is difficult to get close to. And that is by no means her true nature. Su Huilan always felt that Mrs. Larry was hiding some secrets in her heart, so she put on a disguise, not showing her true colors. Judging from her reluctance to mention her husband, Mr. Jaeger, there may be some sadness in the past! But Su Huilan felt that it was not that simple.

Alice carefully observed the changes in her face for a while, and then cautiously said, "Madam, I also think that the Petru people are not bad. Although they are pirates, they are forced to be helpless, right? He also said that he would be yours. Follower, go with you everywhere for archeology! I think... Yeah... Mr. Jaeger... has been... so long, you can think about..."

A loud bang interrupted Alice's words, and a door panel under the freeboard was pushed open, fell directly and fell into the lake. A folded gangway was pushed out.

The ship’s gangway is automatically controlled by the retractor, but now there is no energy on the boat, the circuit is blocked, the pneumatic device naturally fails, the gangway will be locked, and the manual device and the connecting shaft after so many years, even if they can be used, I’m afraid It's not easy to open.

However, I don’t know how Ivan and the others did it. They not only pushed out the gangway, but also opened the three-fold fold. Ivan climbed out of the cabin and pulled on the hinge of the gangway, while Boris and Petru checked the joint between the two locks, for fear that the locks would break. Ivan’s feet slammed two feet on the open gangway. The gangway that had been pushed out of the hatch and traversed flattened out. The lower end fell down and was pulled by the hinge. It became a boat against the side of the ship. Ladder with an elevation angle of 40° in an oblique direction parallel to the ship.

"Petro, try to see if the manual wheel of the retractor can be used. You need to adjust the height." Ivan said while climbing back to the freeboard channel along the hinge.

Petru got in, and there was a creaking sound after a while, and then the gangway was lowered to the surface of the water little by little.

Anderson rowed the boat to the side of the gangway, Su Huilan stood up first, tried it and found it was no problem, stretched out her hand and said, "You can go up now, madam."

She and Mrs. Larry got on first, Anderson and Alice followed closely, and the group all got on the deck.

Aoki and Situ were still on the deck, holding on to the railing of the ship's side, looking towards the lakeshore in the distance. They were doing the same thing, giving instructions to the wild men on the shore to bring torches.

Aoki's consciousness crossed the lake and passed on to the savage of the Sanchi tribe a need for fire. He did not feel that distance hindered this kind of conscious command. He knew that the movement of consciousness in the mental field was different from the three-dimensional space-time, which was more like a subconscious communication in a dream. In dreams, no matter how large the space is extended, the dreamer's subconsciousness is everywhere, because that is the world you created yourself.

The boundary of the dream is the limit that your mental power can reach.

The ebony rod made some wonderful connections between his mental power and the mental power field on the island, which expanded his spiritual boundary. Within this range, there are no obstacles to the transmission of consciousness.

However, it seemed to be in a dream no matter what.

The wild men on the shore of the lake pushed two wooden rafts into the water, and some people stood on the rafts with a large number of wooden sticks and sailed towards the big ship.

Aoki knew that what they were holding in their arms was a torch made of something similar to rosin, and a torch could burn for a long time.

When the savage's bamboo raft approached the ship, the gangway had been erected, and Mrs. Larry and his party had already boarded the ship.

Several savages looked suspicious, and walked up the horrible behemoth anxiously along the gangway.

With lighting objects, people re-enter the bridge. When passing the command room, Situ's guess about time was confirmed by Mrs. Larry. The wife is a major in archaeology and has a more say in the situation of the corpse.

"I don't know if it's less than a thousand years, it's at least 500 years, but it's still a bit strange..."

The wife carefully checked the skin and hair of the mummy ~lightnovelpub.net~ Due to the professionalism of an archaeologist, her actions did not destroy the integrity of the corpse and clothing at all.

"People should die naturally. They died peacefully. They were about 60 to 80 years old. Sorry, this range is a bit large, but to be precise, you need to enter the laboratory. Such corpses can only be found in very dry desert areas. It is impossible to form on a sea ship. If, according to Mr. Stone, they enter a still space, it is very dry, like a desert, I don’t know how long the fresh water of a warship will last, and the food on the ship. , But how can we not let them live comfortably to the death of old age, right?"

Mrs. Larry's thoughts were clear, and she immediately pointed out the problem. Situ's static space-time theory solves the problem of time and space disorder, but it can't explain all of it.

There was no one in the upper deck of the bridge except for the Colonel Halsey sitting outside the command room. They continued to walk to the lower cabin, and the space became narrow and cramped. Especially when there were no electric lights and ventilation facilities, the light brought by the torches was not enough to illuminate all the passages, and instead left shaking shadows in front of people.

I have been to the soldier’s rest cabin, which is the dormitory. Aoki found that the space here was not small, the aisles and beds were larger than expected.

"The American soldier's life is really cool, even the bed is a bit wider than the one on our ship."

Boris complained, but the scene he saw next made him shut up immediately, and he couldn't say a word.

On each bed lay a soldier, dressed in a neat uniform, lying upright. The torch shone on their faces, just like Halsey outside, the faces of shriveled zombies.

This is like a mummy concentration camp. 8)

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