After eating the fish soup, she jumped out of the window and flew to the ruins.
Although the wind blowing was still cold, it was no longer lifeless down there.
It seems that the animals have adapted to this severe cold.
The temperature has indeed risen.
From time to time, you will encounter animals wandering around looking for food, both herbivorous and carnivorous.
I didn't sleep well last night, and I used so much mana to help the elves build a sleigh, but it seemed that my physical strength was not affected much.
Could it be that her magic power has further improved?
After a while, she flew to the entrance of the ruins.
The elves who have already arrived there are moving things inside.
Elleras saw her coming and came up to her: "My father is waiting inside."
Then go in, she followed Elleras and walked through the passage.
Thurnhill was reading next to a burning brazier.
She walked over and said, "I still have time to read at this time."
"It's not an idle book."
Thurnhill handed the book to her and stretched out his hand to warm himself by the fire.
She took it and saw that it was a book about ruined spaceships.
She flipped through it and felt something was different: "I have never seen this book before."
"I found it when I was sorting things out."
Thurnhill said mockingly: "Perhaps I knew it existed a long time ago and had to take it out.
This book is very old and is an only copy.
I really don't know what he is hiding it, and he doesn't understand it.
Word."
"Tell me, what's written on it?"
She could understand that in addition to the earlier map of the internal structure, there was a lot of added content, and the book was much thicker than the original one.
"It records how to enter and how to operate the spacecraft, very detailed."
Thernhill looked sideways at her: "I really want to go in."
"Yes.
Go in and have a look."
Curiosity is something every creature has, and it is based on past experience.
She felt that there was such a big guy here.
What should be done.
Currently, her life is more comfortable than before, so she must find something to do, otherwise hardship will come to her.
"Then let's go."
Thurnhill stood up.
She stood up and followed Thernhill to the side.
She looked around and said, "Just go like this and don't call other elves."
"No, if there is an accident, I will be the one to die.
And with you here, why are you afraid?"
Thurnhill said deliberately: "Are you afraid?"
She smiled calmly: "Okay.
Then the two of us will go."
She knew in her heart that Thurnhill was Baobao's own son.
When we reached the cave, there was no road ahead, only rocks.
Thurnhill faced the rock wall and looked at the book again: "We're here, it should be here."
Looking at the dark rock, she reached out and touched it.
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The stone is very cold, and when you touch it with your hands, the dust accumulated over the years falls away.
But she still touched the rock wall carefully.
Finally, he clapped his hands: "Either there is no mechanism, a secret passage; or it is too delicate, with no gaps at all."
Thurnhill pursed her thin lips slightly, looked at the book and began to read.
The words spoken have no actual connection, just like various characters and syllables thrown together at random.
So she comes with her own translator.
His words were not translated and transmitted to the ears.
After reaching the cerebral cortex, the words were still read aloud.
If the guess is correct.
It should be a spell.
As I said before, the spaceship has an enchantment.
A bright light appeared on the rock wall, a dim reddish light, like two circles of different sizes, and inside the circles were complicated patterns and words.
As Thernhill read the voice, it gradually changed. cold.
"Salima...
Akuru..."
Thernhill continued to read the spell written in the book.
When he finished reading the last word, he pulled out a small knife and cut his finger.
Dark red blood immediately emerged from the wound, and he flicked the blood onto the strange luminous graphics that appeared out of thin air on the rock wall.
The two of them waited nervously, but it took a while. . .
Nothing happened, and the strange circular shapes on the cliff were gone.
The rock wall was still a rock wall.
She smiled bitterly: "Do your ancestors like to joke?"
"It should be right."
Thernhill held the book in one hand and stood there reading the words on the book: "I read every word of the spell correctly.
The blood of the descendants of the Elf King must be used to open the final lock.
I am a direct descendant, The purest bloodline.”
The somewhat embarrassing situation at this time made her feel funny.
She turned her head and asked seriously: "I must be a direct descendant of the elves.
There is no such thing as cheating."
Thernhill thought for a moment: "Definitely not.
The elves believe in monogamy and hate all infidelity.
According to the family tree, I am the seventh generation."
She suppressed a smile: "You are not too old, there are too many genetic faults, and the barrier cannot recognize it."
"Gene Fault" Thernhill's puzzled look is also so beautiful.
At this time, the arrogance has turned into a bit cute.
"Shedding blood for the elves, even though she didn't succeed, she still fulfilled her duty."
This made her even more happy: "Let me see the wound."
Although Thurnhill was a little annoyed and amused by her gloating, he still raised his finger.
She reached out and grabbed all of Thurnhill's fingers with her palm.
The seam of her fingers flashed with golden light in the darkness of the cave, and then she let go.
When Thurnhill looked at his finger again, the wound had disappeared, and it was still the same as before.
She had this ability and had saved Omrod before and connected the severed large blood vessels in his neck.
This kind of small wound, coupled with the further improvement of the ability, is simply a piece of cake.
Thurnhill raised his eyebrows: "Thank you" "You're welcome."
She responded casually.
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Looking at the still dark and dusty rock wall, he asked: "What should we do now?
Do you want me to dig a hole where we stepped?"
The entire bottom of the hole is the hull of the spacecraft.
Just dig a hole and you can get in, right?
"What's the use of digging it up?
Otherwise the spaceship will be damaged."
Thernhill sighed longly: "Or I'd better call Elleras over and see if his blood can open the barrier."
"He is the eighth generation.
If his blood cannot be opened, it will either prove that this barrier is nonsense, or..."
She suppressed a smile: "I'm sorry.
This possibility should not exist."
Either there was something wrong with the inheritance of their royal bloodline, and the child born to the queen was not the Elf King's. . .
Thurnhill was a little annoyed.
His voice became heavier: "It definitely doesn't exist.
Cheng, please don't..."
"Okay.
Okay, just kidding."
She suppressed her laughter and quickly changed the subject: "Look at what else is needed in the book besides spells and blood.
Is it written on the next page?"
Thurnhill turned the next page: "No more."
"Then what's going on?"
She looked at the cave wall: "Do you have to enter from here to enter the spaceship?
Is this mountain a spaceship?
You should enter directly from the hull."
"I don't know, anyway, that's what it says in the book."
Thurnhill closed the book and said, "I will burn this book to keep warm when I get back."
"Definitely..."
Suddenly the rock wall made a strange sound, and the totem that had just disappeared appeared again, even brighter.
The circle of the pattern suddenly enlarged, and then suddenly collapsed in the middle of the circle.
A black hole appears.
Thernhill looked at her, and she said: "It seems that it has been too long, and the barrier's function of identifying whether the blood is the descendant of the Elf King is a bit stuck."
Thurnhill breathed out: "At least the certificate is correct, and I am indeed a direct descendant.
There is no doubt about this."
"I said I was joking, I never doubted it.
The characteristics of the descendants of the Elf King are very obvious, and no other elves have them."
Thurnhill asked: "What characteristics?"
"She's as beautiful as a god."
She suppressed a smile, complimented a little, and comforted the somewhat angry beauty: "Okay.
How do you get in?"
In response to these words, Thernhill tilted his head slightly, and his originally pursed mouth turned upwards, seemingly accepting it.
He walked forward: "Follow me."
Dare not stay away from Thanhill.
She followed closely.
Walking to the rock wall, Thurnhill tried to stretch out his hand, but he didn't expect it.
The black hole was just an illusion, and Thurnhill's hand seemed to have passed through a black wall.
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Nothing can be seen with the hand inside.
Just see the exposed arms.
"It's very strange, just like the legendary space transfer."
Thernhill added: "It is said that the ancestors of the elves knew magic.
If they set up barriers in two places, they can directly travel from one place to the other."
She also stretched out her hand and tried it, but her hand was also submerged in the darkness and could not be seen: "I think it looks more like science and technology."
"Science and Technology" Thanhill was a little strange: "What kind of magic is it?
A higher level of black magic or light magic?"
"That's right."
She could only deal with it perfunctorily.
It would take time to explain, and it would be easier to say it was magic.
"Then let's go."
Thurnhill held the book in one hand and hooked her shoulder with the other, walking towards the darkness of the barrier.
She didn't move away because Thurnhill's movements were natural, without any pretense or distracting thoughts.
In this case, the closer the two people are, the greater the safety.
Under Thernhill's arms, they walked into the barrier together.
It was very dark inside the barrier.
After walking in, I only felt that the air inside was a bit turbid.
It was like walking into a house that had been dusty for a long time, with an indescribable damp and cold smell, and no sense of popularity at all.
She took a few more breaths to make sure there was no flammable gas, and was about to use her magic power to gather a ball of light, when there was already light in Thurnhill next to her.
A luminous pearl emits a faint blue-green fluorescence in Thurnhill's hand.
"Follow me."
Thernhill let go of her shoulder, holding the luminous pearl in one hand, borrowing this light, and looking at the book in the other hand: "If you are right, after entering the barrier, you can directly enter the main control room."
"What an advanced language, main control room."
She looked around, but the light of the night pearl was limited, and the surrounding scene could not be clearly seen, as if there was something there.
"It's written like this in the book."
Thernhill carefully reached forward with the hand holding the luminous pearl, trying to see clearly.
"I'll do it."
She simply used her magic power, and a light ball suddenly lit up from her palm and soared into the sky, immediately lighting up the entire environment.
When he saw everything inside clearly, Thurnhill was stunned for a while, and then hurriedly flipped through the book.
And she turned around and couldn't help but marvel.
It was the main control room, just like many spaceships.
It was surrounded by a black glass-like curtain wall.
It was unclear whether it was a display screen or an observation window that could see the outside.
Under the curtain wall is a circle of instruments, with several seats neatly installed in front of the instruments.
In a space of about forty to fifty square meters, there is a large seat in the center.
At a glance, you can tell that it should be the captain's seat.
Thurnhill found that what was written in the book could not explain everything in front of him, so he walked to the central position and tried to sit down.
A sound of "beep" startled both of them, but they quickly calmed down.
Then a voice was heard, speaking in a language that Cheng Qianxun couldn't understand.
After hearing this, Thurnhill asked: "Yes, I am a direct descendant."
After another string, Thurnhill said: "Then what can you do?
What can this spaceship do?"
She understood what this meant.
This was indeed a spaceship, and the ancestors of the elves had quite advanced technology.
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However, as the years go by, these technologies are not passed down, and fewer and fewer elves know how to use them.
In the end, all the elves inherited were brewing wine and forging swords and armor.
Why can't she understand what the spacecraft is saying?
This should be part of the established program that the spacecraft originally had.
The reason is simple.
Sound converted through electronics or any technology will return to its original form, and she can't understand it at all.
Therefore, she cannot understand the original language on mobile phones, telephones, and televisions.
And she can understand all the languages uttered by the living body.
Thurnhill seemed very excited.
Years of training have allowed him to control his emotions very well, but at this moment, his blue eyes shone like the Milky Way because of his excitement: "Then can this ship still fly?"
The voice that came from nowhere answered, but she couldn't understand it, so she could only ask again later.
"Okay, I understand."
Thurnhill stood up with a bit of frustration: "Let's go first."
She didn't ask in a hurry.
Since Thernhill said to leave first, then leave first.
An elf who has lived for thousands of years has always been very safe in doing things.
He will not think of anything and come back to make things messy.
With a move of her hand, she made the bright fireball floating in the air smaller and followed it.
Thurnhill took her hand and walked towards the place where she came in.
It turned out that the place they came in was a wall.
After Thurnhill said a spell, the wall suddenly turned into a barrier, and they walked out of the circular black.
In an instant, from the main control room of the spacecraft, I was back to where I was standing.
At this time, there were many elves standing in front, all waiting anxiously.
Elleras also waited eagerly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them coming out.
Thernhill let go of her hand and said gently: "It's okay, you continue to work.
Alelas, you also go to work first, Cheng and I have something to discuss."
If the king doesn't want to say anything, then don't ask.
Later, when the king wants to say something, he will naturally know.
So the elves turned around and left with a tacit understanding, going about their own business
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