Subconsciously, he felt that the patterns on the wall were some sort of mural, perhaps bearing some sort of omen, but it didn't seem to be the case.
The patterns had a mechanical arrangement, not depicting or describing anything.
When his beam illuminated the groove, the pad in the groove reflected some light, dazzling Yu Liang's eyes.
Metal?
Yu Liang looked surprised and couldn't help going forward to touch it, from the touch confirmed that it was indeed metal.
This was the first time he had encountered a metal-made object, though it was only a small piece, and the pads at the top and bottom did not have the same color. One end was silver and the other was reddish-brown.
He studied for a while, then leaned forward into the groove to examine the finer patterns inside the groove.
"Snap——"
With a crisp sound, Yu Liang felt his skull being struck by something. He got alarmed and reached up to knock off the thing that had fallen on his head.
