Chapter 406: A chanism 1500 Years Ahead of Its Ti! A Global Revelation! (1)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“What the f*ck…?”
“I’m at a complete loss for words!” “Such an ingenious contraption!”
Undoubtedly.
The eerie clatter of chains emanated from the wall, signaling the launch of countless arrows.
Yet, in the possession of the Swallowtail Hoe, Luo Feng held a shield against death.
With expert skill and agility, Luo Feng swung the hoe, a bulwark against the onslaught.
This outrageous act, typically relegated to the realm of fantastical TV dramas, was brought to life once more by Luo Feng’s deft maneuvers.
Curiously, no matter how outlandish an event, its recurrence tends to breed familiarity.
Indeed, this was impressive, but it bore no traces of the supernatural. “I’m puzzled. How was this chanism conceived?”
“Indeed! Such a rciless contraption! Hasn’t the host already circumvented the gravity sensor?”
“It’s astonishing that the ancients could design a gravity sensor. Wouldn’t a footprint sensor be rather peculiar?”
“Look closer! There’s a minuscule depression in the floor tile. Could it be that it detects pressure, more pressure indicating a foot’s presence?”
“That’s a plausible hypothesis. What other purpose would a small depression serve?
Observing this, Luo Feng too scrutinized the depression. It was only about a milliter deep, an elongated ellipse in shape.
It resembled the impression left by a heavy foot on a floor of fresh cent.
Could the ancients…? Possess such unprecedented wisdom? What was their secret?
“If I ca across this in modern tis, I wouldn’t bat an eyelid. Even if it were from the Republican era, I would find it believable. But from the era of the Three Kingdoms? “How did they devise this?”
“It’s utterly perplexing!”
“In truth, ancient people were capable too. It’s a form of shape sensor, akin to an electrical matrix!”
“But surely, the ancients couldn’t have been that advanced, could they?”
“What are you implying? I can’t grasp it!”
“It denotes a shape sensor that can be crafted without resorting to advanced technology!”
“No matter the explanation, Boss Cao is truly incredible!”
Regaining his composure swiftly, Luo Feng proceeded with his exploration. This ti, he tapped not only the floor tiles but also inspected the patterns beneath each of them.
Initially, he believed that with added caution, he could navigate smoothly.
But he now learned that the caution he placed had to be amplified ten thousand fold.
While the pace was marginally slowed, safety was greatly augnted.
After approximately an hour of careful progress, the pair had only managed to traverse half of the tomb passage. The journey was painstakingly slow. Before long, Luo Feng spotted more objects further down the passage.
Around twenty ters ahead, a bronze tripod stood.
“A bronze tripod?” Gu Santong’s eyes glittered. After all, no archaeologist could resist the allure of bronze tripods. “There must be sothing concealed within the bronze tripod!”
Luo Feng conjectured, not hastily approaching the bronze tripod, but persisting in his cautious exploration.
After roughly twenty minutes. They covered the twenty-ter stretch.
However, Luo Feng was taken aback. In this twenty-ter area, not a single trap was present. Neither above, nor below, nor on the walls.
“Is it filled with gold?” Gu Santong examined the bronze tripod ticulously. Indeed, it housed a considerable amount of gold.
“Heh, is Boss Cao testing us? Who would dare to touch the gold at this juncture? There must be traps lurking!”
As for the items within, Luo Feng did not act rashly. Instead, he continued to probe the surroundings, tapping each floor tile around the bronze tripod.
“It shattered?”
When Luo Feng tapped a floor tile, it crumbled almost instantly.
He crouched to inspect the broken tile. It was, in fact, a remarkably thin hollow brick.
Truly, the level of craftsmanship was exceptional.
“Are these all hollow bricks?”
Thud, thud, thud.
Luo Feng tapped the floor tiles surrounding the bronze tripod once again.
Each one crumbled under his touch.
Spikes lay beneath.
“With such masterful craftsmanship, why not create art instead of traps?” Stepping on the fragile hollow tiles was akin to stepping on soft tofu.
Luo Feng felt as if he was committing a cri by tapping them.
Nonetheless, for three ters straight, all were hollow tiles.
Solid. Solid. Solid.
Then hollow again?
Was this a mind ga?
Lulling one into a sense of security, only to confront them with more hollow tiles?
Luo Feng tapped ticulously, seeking patterns. A misstep onto a hollow spot would result in impalent.
“Finally, we’ve surpassed the bronze tripod challenge!”
Ignoring the gold within the bronze tripod, Luo Feng declared, continuing his cautious advancent.
In fact, Luo Feng contemplated that the bronze tripod trap, had it been placed at the very front of the tomb passage, might have been more potent. Just as this thought flitted through his mind, Luo Feng faltered.
He stepped onto a tile, causing it to sink.
Having navigated past a trap, he assud the next would be at least a ter away. But who would have guessed…
The traps were now densely packed?
Those crafting the traps, after all, had to perfect them, ticulously crafting each.
Typically, traps were set at intervals.
Yet, these traps were less than a ter apart, an unnerving density.
Clang, clang, clang.
All Luo Feng could perceive was a series of muffled clangs echoing around him.
What ensued made Luo Feng’s eyes widen in disbelief.
Crossbow bolts, half a ter long, erupted from the walls.
“Duck quickly!”
Being further back, Gu Santong was not at risk. He rely shouted out of instinct.
His warning, however, was superfluous.
The Swallowtail Hoe in Luo Feng’s grip seed to gain a thousand pounds of weight.
It drove Luo Feng’s hand downward, compelling him into an imdiate prone position..
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