"It's really rough without a physical body, better to have one. In the cha world, without a body, you can't do anything. Can't just upload consciousness into a cha..."
With this anticipation, Lin Li began to explore along the canyon relying on himself.
The discoveries during the exploration continually validated Lin Li's suspicions.
——Lin Li gradually found a large number of cha wreckages, varied in form, with a few places piled up like mountains.
In so wreckages, Lin Li could even find structures and parts similar to his own combat cha.
Corroded, weathered, buried in silt, covered by peculiar suspected fungi or crystals that glimr with a strange light in the sun, this was the fate of these cha wreckages.
From the degree of erosion, the span of ti they have fallen here should be large, with so having been here for a long ti, while others seed like they just fell a few days ago.
"Strange."
Lin Li stood atop a cha wreckage, frowning as he looked down.
Up until now, Lin Li hadn't seen a single living creature.
It's not unusual in an environnt like this for there to be no living things. These chas don't seem like they landed voluntarily but rather fell here, which would be enough to kill, but strangely, Lin Li hadn't found a single skeleton.
The cockpits of these chas were mostly open, with a few still closed.
But regardless of the type, even for those chas that seed to have fallen not long ago, when Lin Li stepped forward to check, aside from the completely discolored, deteriorated, foul sli similar to that of his own cha, there were no skeletons.
Even those chas whose cockpits seed unopened due to failure should've had no chance for pilots to escape, it was the sa.
"So is 'Remote Cockpit' a standard in this world? Everyone can just work from ho?"
"Or does this place count as a research site, too dangerous, so the default is to send 'Unmanned chas' down for exploration?"
Lin Li hypothesized but couldn't verify.
Ti flew by during the exploration.
Aside from finding new cha wreckages, Lin Li didn't find anything else worth ntioning.
Did not see anyone, nor triggered any tasks.
Limited by the equipnt he brought, this exploration was not very efficient, and he could only prepare for the next ti to return for exploration.
Standing on a cha wreckage, Lin Li put his backpack and other objects on the ground——planning to leave them in this world, he then turned on a survival night light and alarm he brought.
Turned both on, and in the dark canyon, there was a lasting glow, alongside a continuous beeping sound.
Lin Li hoped to attract sothing during his absence, as this was better than nothing.
After finishing all this, Lin Li disappeared into the canyon bottom.
Bathroom.
Lin Li checked himself, finding he had brought back quite a lot of dark mud. The substance he collected from the wall which had faint fluorescent suspected fungi, however, was not brought back.
Looks like it indeed was a living thing.
...
Monday.
This week's refresh chance was naturally spent on the already unavailable "Celestial Being's Certification".
Refreshed a treatnt pill "Feather Recovery Pill".
[Feather Recovery Pill: Can heal all recent physical defects and origin damage injuries, reviving the dead, flesh from bones.]
More expensive than the "Life-extending Pill", priced at 150 system currency per pill, limited to 1 purchase per day.
The healing type pills will eventually be useful in the future, however, since the price is not low, Lin Li did not purchase it in advance.
He would wait to buy when needed.
Lin Li arrived at school.
"According to legend, actually Cao Zhi wasn't able to compose a poem in seven steps; it was 'seven not' steps — 'not' aning no."
At that ti, Cao Pi saw Cao Zhi sobbing in front of him, noticed that every ti he swung his long spear, Cao Zhi would cry "no," so in a mont of inspiration, he asked:
"Brother, I heard Xie Lingyun say that 'there's only one stone of talent in the world, and Cao Zhi occupies eight-tenths,' can you compose a poem within my seven swings?"
"If you can compose a poem before I say 'no' seven tis, I'll spare you and stop buying your canal land, otherwise, I'll make you sell it forever."
Cao Zhi felt deeply saddened that siblings had co to such a point, thus recited the classic 'Seven Not Poem': "Cooking beans to make soup, filtering to create juice. The vine burns below the pot, beans weep inside the stew. Originated from the sa root, why press so harshly?"
In this, 'root' refers to Cao Cao's root, 'press' being a loanword, I needn't say which one."
"The canal literature is still chasing ."
"Then I can't help but ask, why did Cao Zhi retain his history as a beggar..."
"Enough of the legends, breakfast is here." Lin Li smiled carrying breakfast in front of everyone.
"Lin Li, I've only had five als for the whole December, consider how pitiful I am, let have today's breakfast on you."
Zhou Baowei, upon receiving his hearty breakfast, dreaded still having to pay Lin Li, feeling totally uncomfortable, so he pleaded in a low manner.
"Stop it Bao Wei, it's only the second today, did you eat five als just yesterday?" Lin Li raised an eyebrow.
"Spent the whole day at ho yesterday, what's wrong with eating a bit more?" Zhou Baowei nodded.
"Amazing, if it were you that so were hunting down back then, when Lu Zhishen demanded three pounds of lean at, the Western Stifle would have known it was trouble, wouldn't need a golden soft bone." Lin Li shook his head, "Buying you breakfast is harming you, so, this breakfast, I'd rather buy for a dog."
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