As soon as he returned to Jiegao, Gao Shang went straight into his office, opened the door to the inner-floor research room, and began to dismantle this extremely precious sand eagle pistol on the laboratory bench that had not had to fall into dust for a long time.

As he dismantled the pistol step by step into fine parts, he became more and more shocked. The structure and structure of this pistol were really different from the earth guns he had seen before.

The guns that Gao Shang had contacted on Earth were just the batch of guns seized by the Borderless Superpower Research Organization when he was in the Dokor Mountains.

Although that type of gun is much more powerful than this Sand Eagle pistol, its structure and workmanship are very simple. Noble only needs to put your hands on the handle to know all the information about the weapon. Even if you create a gun that is exactly the same as that, it is no problem.

However, even though the sand eagle pistol in front of him had been dismantled into pieces of tiny parts, it still seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil in front of Gao Shang, making Gao Shang unable to see through some of the structures inside. It was by no means the technology belonging to the earth, nor was it the technology of the source world mastered by Gao Shang.

This made Gao Shang a little puzzled. He didn't believe that this Sand Eagle pistol produced in Minonan could have reached a technological level far beyond the source world. If this were the case, the overall technology of the earth would not be so behind.

However, even if Gao Shang didn't believe it, this strange pistol had really been presented to him. Gao Shang knew that no matter how long he had studied it, it would be difficult for him to imitate a fake that was exactly the same as this gun.

Just as Gao Shang scratched his head and was distressed, Wuming's gloomy and cold voice suddenly came from his mind: "President Gao, why are you sad?"

"Senior Wuming, you're here just in time!" Gao Shang was happy and secretly cursed himself for being confused - why did he forget such a living fossil that is well-versed in history? I'm afraid only the two encyclopedias Wuming and Longhao can know about it, "Come and help me see what techniques and technology this gun was made with my knowledge reserves? Why can't I see through him at all with my knowledge reserves?"

Wuming narrowed his eyes and stared at the pistol on the table for a long time, as if he was about to stare it out of a hole. After a long time, he sighed heavily and shook his head helplessly: "Sorry, Commander Gao, this... I don't know much."

This shocked Gao Shang. In his mind, Wuming has always been a master of all-round world knowledge, knowing astronomy, geography, and understanding the past and the present. Where did the pistol given to him come from? Even Wuming didn't know anything about it?

Wuming showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and he said unnaturally: "The technique of this gun is undoubtedly from our source world. But it belongs to that kind of ancient technique that is very distant... Its era is probably much longer than mine."

"What?" Gao Shang's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at the pistol on the table in disbelief, full of looking at a monster.

As a peerless master who is even older than the four great immortal emperors, Wuming has at least been recuperating in the Source World for more than ten thousand years. If the era of the technological techniques of this gun is really longer than Wuming's age, it may have moved thousands of years ago.

The source world at that time was still the ancient times when iron ox plowed. The technology people mastered was similar to the Qin and Han dynasties of the Donghua Empire. How could such advanced gun killing weapons appear?

After saying this, Wuming kept silent and knew nothing about the technology of the gun.

This made Gao Shang really troubled. He didn't expect that the gun given to him by Zhongxia had such a big background and that even Wuming knew nothing, so he naturally could not know.

"Hahaha, master, why are you crying?"

Just as Gao Shang and Wuming stared at each other, a burst of hearty laughter came from behind him again. Gao Shang was happy and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He turned his head and looked at the man who stood behind them with some complexity.

The man was wearing white robe and white boots, with a beautiful and delicate face that looked like a girl in the painting. He wore a sword under his ribs and a folding fan with a pure white fan in his hand. He was undoubtedly the dragon.

Gao Shang was surprised because he knew that Long Hao was only stronger than Wuming's cultivation level. Even if he was just a matter of cultivation level, Long Hao might be better than Wuming. If anyone in this world could know the problem that he and Wuming didn't understand, then it would probably be Long Hao.

At the same time, Gao Shang couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw Long Hao swaying. He clearly remembered that after the two of them killed the Earth Demon in the spiritual world yesterday, Long Hao seemed to have something unspeakable and was unwilling to follow him to meet Wuming, Liu Heng and others. However, now, he forgot his previous words and appeared in front of him and Wuming in a swagger. I really don't know what these first-class masters were thinking.

Looking at Long Hao who was gradually walking over, Wuming was stunned. Obviously, he was very familiar with the cultivation, strength and appearance of the person in front of him, but after thousands of years of sleep, his memory was a little rusted and he could not recall his identity for a while.

But Long Hao smiled brightly, clasped his fists and bowed, "Brother Brahma, can't even recognize me?"

Hearing the man called out his familiar old name, Wuming's face changed from the initial confusion to the sudden realization, and finally turned into a look of surprise. His always serious face actually showed a surprise smile for the first time, and said in disbelief: "Brother Long, is it really you?"

Seeing Long Hao and Wuming reunite with an old friend from other places, Gao Shang was even more convinced. There was definitely a wonderful past between these two people. When they finished what they were doing, they must let them tell themselves their stories.

The two smiled and patted each other on the shoulders, like a pair of brothers who had been reunited for a long time. Wuming's face had returned to normal, and although his tone had also changed back to his usual coldness, it could not hide the excitement and joy.

"Don't call my old name anymore, I'm just nameless now."

The dragon smiled undeniably, as if it had acquiesced to the feeling of desolation in Wuming's words: "Yes, it's been five thousand years, and you are no longer Brahma, and I am no longer the dragon roar."

The reminiscence between the two ended after Long Hao's words. The three of them almost turned their eyes to the parts of the pistol placed on the table.

"Brother Long is very knowledgeable. Do you know the origin of this gun? He is ignorant and has lived in the source world for thousands of years, but he doesn't even know a small earth gun. I feel ashamed."

Wuming's words could be vaguely heard of his self-blame and guilt. Long Hao didn't care about this, but just turned his focused eyes to the hull that was exposed after the Sand Eagle Pistol was dismantled into parts. His eyes were even more focused than Wuming, as if he had to stare the pile of parts out of the flowers before he could give up.

"Brother Wuming, this is no wonder you. The idea of ​​this gun was at least 5,000 years before you and me were born. Even our master may not know it."

When Gao Shang heard Long Hao's words, he couldn't help but be shocked. Could it be that Wuming and Long Hao were the first brothers from the same sect?

However, before he could continue to think a lot, Wuming's puzzled questions interrupted him: "In the source world 15,000 years ago, even the original technology of plowing oxen and drilling wells should be under development. How could he have a pistol?"

Long Hao smiled slightly and did not directly answer Wuming's question, but turned his eyes to Gao Shang with interest: "On the earth now, the mecha and cultivation techniques are still in a chaotic and hazy state, but why can Commander Gao sit under you and me to guard the situation, and also have a super combat mecha like Ascension One, which is the nameless brother?

The meaning of these words was very obscure. While Gao Shang was still thinking, Wuming suddenly realized it. He grew up and said in disbelief: "Are you saying... this gun brought by time travelers from other planes that were more advanced than our source world 15,000 years ago?"

After listening to Wuming's explanation, Gao Shang suddenly understood the implicit sound in Longhao's words, and subconsciously shook his head violently: "Impossible, there is no plane in the entire universe that is more advanced than our source world technology, and it is even more impossible for anyone to master the technology of cosmic plane shuttle 15,000 years ago!"

The dragon smiled faintly, no longer the usual hilarious look, with a little serious expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Although the mountains are high, there is still the sky above the mountains. Although the sea is deep, there is still the earth below the sea. There are thousands of planes in the entire universe. How can you ensure that our source world will always be the leader?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Gao Shang and Wuming both fell into deep silence. For a moment, the atmosphere seemed a little awkward and solemn.
Chapter completed!