Chapter 568:

I brought a flamethrower with me. He tied it firmly inside the shell so that it would not move or accidentally open with changes in gravity. He clung to the hockey stick on the wall again. Lua stood in the center, directing handicrafts.
He floated in the air again, and then found himself standing on the ceiling of the room. The girl released a considerable amount of lifting elements at the end of that, and now the black powder on the other end of the central tube was dragging them away from the center of the earth at an extremely fast speed.
Li Huai estimates that it is more than 600 miles from the inner surface to the neutral zone, where the red material of the earth is neither rock nor metal, glowing with hot heat under extremely high pressure or forming a pool of fire like a lake of fire.
It may be the constant energy that is a hundred miles thick, and their dinghy passed through it fast. Even so, when the glow disappeared, he was still panting in the warm room, and then he swung up and down on the floor again, Roa checked the speed of the projectile in flight, and the boat slowly climbed to it. He saw it in the room for the first time.
The first thing he noticed was that there was no roar. The Jana drifted aside slowly and let it rest on the ground. Gazing from the open door, Li Bai saw the same familiar red walls and floors and the black openings of the shafts. But the reverberating roar of the huge organ disappeared. He knew that the air traveled largely through the upper shaft that was now open. Their way up is obvious. He turned to the girl.
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If my numbers are correct, it will be about 1,300 miles to here. How did you get up before? "
Pointing to the passage Jana, the other tour has been hidden. She said: "We crossed that road and walked the Jana River with us. We walked up a large crack for many miles, but not a straight road; we had to proceed carefully until another shaft led to the distance. It leads to the shaft. It is sealed."
"Didn't the gangster find it?"
"Oh, yes," Loa said, "They must know the existence of the crack, but they don't know where the crack is going. Its air is not good-an inhabited gas; one cannot breathe and survive. But in us We’re safe from the little ones. They can’t use them; it’s too big. Besides, only the pastor has come down. They have the lake of fire and they did terrible things there. They didn’t know the shaft was starting from below."
"Okay." Li Huai said, closing the door.
Lua protested: "But I want to go out to collect more Oro. If we return, we may need more."
"We will never need it," Li Badi said softly. "From the moment we left Gore, we only have twenty-four hours to live. We must move on and be fast."
Hey, unable to calculate the time, Li Huai can only guess the time elapsed when their boat quickly rises in the dark. He wondered if he could hear them occasionally high-pitched screams, which were caused by their metal guides touching the glass wall.
Then, at the end, Jana who was driving slowly, as she pulled her light, would therefore shine through the window. Li Huai must restrain himself so as not to walk around in the small room like a caged animal, while precious time has passed. Since the enemy is nearby, he has nothing to ask for. He can only move on until the end of the shaft, to the world at the end of the shaft, and then try to break into the hall, where he hopes to find--. His urgency prompted him to overestimate the past time. Their journey was faster than he knew.
Loa said suspiciously: "I may have passed." "I may have gone too far." Then she interrupted herself and jumped to the control.
They drifted back slowly. Loa said, "It's different now." "The air rises faster than before." As she slowly pushed Na up and down, she stared at the window, trying to balance it in the strong updraft.
Air enters the shell through a small opening, and the harsh Tom Lee has noticed. He wants to know the air. Near the neutral zone, it was dense, but he didn't care too much about pressure-it was confusing.
He reasoned: "Rock pressure and air pressure." "They are two different things. If the rock flows, any air it captures will be squeezed into liquid. But it won't flow-the red solid is solid; So the air pressure is just the weight of the air column itself. "But that should be huge. "
He can only conclude that the reduction in pressure comes from the strange antigravity, that is, the repulsive force from the center of the earth. Perhaps it tends to dissipate these molecules, make them farther apart, prevent them from squeezing together, and cause a thousand small impacts at the previous impact point.
Their Zana swayed softly, as if the smooth airflow was disturbed and drifted sideways. Finally, Roa stared from the window, bounced back and moved the lever. Beneath them is the impact of the soft cushion of the shell, anchoring itself to the hard rock.
Larson opened the door and found, hey, they were in another huge cave. The Jana lay a few feet from the edge of the shaft. They get out carefully, but even without weight, it has a slight negative buoyancy.
"More powerful than," said with a smile. The name is already familiar to him.
The two lifted up the gown and raised it twenty feet, and then Li Huai realized that it was unnecessary.
He said: "We will never use it again." "If I guess right, it will be here as long as a rock; otherwise, we will never know the difference."
He suddenly took out the flamethrower from the car in a hurry. "Hurry up, dear," he told Loa. "God knows when the ending will come. Hurry up and show me the way."
Luo Ya knew that every step of the route led them into a winding maze, and Li Huai was amazed by her sense of direction. She was shining with light from time to time-a substance on the hollow end of the small metal rod absorbed the light energy of the central sun. Know how it works. Even the lights in the mountain rooms are taken out from time to time and exposed to the sun, so that they regain their luminous life. He has seen similar phenomena on Earth. However, in most cases, Roja fixed the small metal cap in place at the end of the torch, and they carefully walked through the darkness.
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Sometimes there will be a red voice. When they hid in a narrow branch crack, the crack suddenly died, and a group of red warriors hurried through the passage they had just left. Larson returned to their hiding place, standing tense and prepared, holding weapons until the last enemy was gone.
Always thinking of the past time, he was always crazy-until the end, the narrow passage they followed did not cut across another big runway, faintly shining from the lights in the distance.
With the first rays of light, here comes, this is a strange change. There was some fear in his heart. Fear of flying minutes. Worried that Roja might get lost in this tortuous maze. Now, suddenly, he became carefree and full of absurd joy. It doesn't matter that they are dying, but what is it then? Roja chose death. He will see that when it comes to her, it will be quick and painless. As for him, if he died, he could cancel the ruler of this enemy race....
So when he leaned over and said softly, "The light-it was shot from-the meeting room," answered almost happily. "I must give it to you-of course you know all the back alleys." Then he cautiously stuck his head into the dim corridor.
The scope is very wide. He saw where the small passage opposite them was advancing. But light-light! To his left was a room a hundred steps away, brightly lit. Above it, a gleaming light stretched out a low wall-a gold wall. In that conference room, he had faced all the brutal and terrible, and faced--.
Listened. Everyone remained silent. Loya whispered, "This is how Fi-El came to the meeting room. But when he comes, or I don’t know how often I see him."
Dean pressed her into a narrow place with his hands. "Wait here!" he said, giving her a flamethrower. "I have an idea!" He walked gently into the wide aisle, and stepped on his feet without noise, moving towards the bright room.
It is empty. After crossing the obstacles, there was no red figure, and no whistling sound echoed like he had heard before. The throne where Philip Al once sat is here. The priests are standing here. Along the wall, there are boxes.
There were twenty of them, each eight feet long, and they stood on the three walls of the part of the room protected by obstacles. No two of them are the same. They are all strangely carved and inlaid with jewelry.
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