Author's shaless statent:
Because I was drunk one day, I woke up the next day and found that I had deviated too far from the previous plot. I originally wanted to force it back on track, but a few days later, I found that the plot was too far from the main setting. That ant that there were so irreversible changes to the plot, which changed the main action line of the story. When the plot progressed yesterday, it was impossible to turn back to the main story line and adhere to the consistent spirit of prioritizing quality. So with todays update, Ill jump back to the main story line directly. People may not understand it, but that doesn't matter. You probably wouldnt have understood it anyways.
In addition, I would like to tell everyone that because of the limited ti and difficulty with editing the network serialization, the restart of this edition will definitely be revised into the second edition in the future. Old readers who are familiar with know that the first network serialization of my novels is very different from the second refined edition, and even the second edition can be different from the final version of the physical book. Even good poems need to be proofread, and good texts need to be edited. I hope everyone can continue to have fun while reading repeatedly.
Todays chapter is the beginning of the return to the main story line. So of the interrupted parts will be deleted directly, and so will have to be supplented with your own mind.
Heavy rain fell in the valley, finally dispersing the poisonous gas. We all ca out from the bunker, only to find that the air felt abnormally stuffy. There werent any birds in the woods, the wind blowing through the trees was missing, and everything looked a bit strange.
As we continued moving forward, Fatty kept talking nonstop, wondering why such a place hadnt been discovered until now. No matter where you went in the world, any so-called no-man's land" deep in the mountains and forests was all fake. Travelers and backpackers had walked through them thousands of tis. But this place was full of poisonous gas, so if so people ca here by mistake and died directly in the woods, then all kinds of rescue teams would co and it would make headlines a hundred tis over.
I was also puzzled by this matter. The only explanation I could co up with was that this place wasnt usually like this.
When we were in the west, Tamu-Tuo was called a city of rain because it would only appear when it rained. But that turned out to be utter nonsense. It didnt matter whether it rained or not, that thing was still there.
But all the mysteries should be solved today. This valley wasnt that big and Thunder City should definitely be here.
When we were in the bunker before, I saw countless bodies that belonged to the people who had listened to thunder in the past. People who seed able to hear the secrets in the thunder would eventually be driven by the strange desire to co here. But when they got here, they all died. Was this place a death trap? For example, God didnt want us to understand thunder, so he added a safety device in our brains. If anyone understood the secrets in the thunder, this device would be activated and people would automatically co here to die.
Then what about our group of people? We didn't understand the thunder, but still ca here to die. Did that an we were eagerly helping to test whether the trap worked? Were we like a warranty?
"Thunder City" was so mysterious that my heart beat wildly as I walked forward. I was especially afraid that there was nothing in the depths of the forest., but if there was sothing, what would it be? This excitent of the unknown made breathless.
We trudged through the woods for two hours and got soaked in the rain. Finally, I found that the trees in front of us had changed.
These trees were tilted at varying degrees as if they had been hit by sothing, but they werent broken.
As we passed through the area, I looked towards the middle of the forest first. There was a huge open space there that had a ten-ter-high mound of dirt piled on it. There were about six or seven of these mounds, and so sparse trees were growing on them.
"Grave mound?" Fatty murmured. "This This It's a big tomb. He looked at , "Mr. Nave, it looks very complete. This isnt Thunder City, this is Leigudun (1). Your Uncle Three wants us to inherit these graves." As he said that, he started to walk towards them.
I frowned. I had never seen such a complete mound of soil before. Based on how the trees were growing on the graves, these mounds must have been here for quite a few years. There was so much rain here that the soil shouldve been washed away, but these mounds were very complete.
Fatty hit the mound with a shovel and it made a loud noise. After digging for a bit, I saw that there was bronze inside.
"Whats this?" Fatty squatted down.
Black Glasses went over, "This is the top of a tower. There are many towers buried under here." As he looked up at the mountains around us, I glanced at Poker-Face and found that he was also looking at the mountains. Black Glasses looked at Poker-Face and then at , "There are words written here. Co and take a look. If it is what I think it is, then this place is really incredible."
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TN Notes:
(1) Thank God for Tiffany lol. She said: In 1978, archeologists found Marquis Yi of Zeng's tomb in Leigudun Community. A lot of artifacts were found (Wiki Link here). Fatty was making a joke because the lei in Leigudun is pronounced the sa as thunder (lei) in Chinese.
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Ok, so things have definitely taken a weird turn with the authors decision to just change things up. He didnt even re-write it like he did with the Southern Archives. And Fatty is magically out of the calling spring. I guess our imaginations are going to have to work overti for a bit lol
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