Chapter 902

In fact, it wasn't just them who were shocked; the moment they saw the bridge deck catch fire, the barrage started discussing it crazily.

【Are you saying this isn't the legendary Naihe Bridge?】

【Your imagination is really rich enough. Naihe Bridge? Are you trying to say you can see the Sansheng Stone ahead too!】

【Don't talk nonsense. I'm serious; otherwise, why would the bridge deck suddenly catch fire?】

【Hmm, hmm, and this kind of fire didn't spread to the bridge deck, but only to the person.】

【Abnormal events must have demons; use the eyes of modern people to look at these inexplicable things.】

【That's right, don't over-interpret it. Isn't Mr. Zhang still here?】

Someone said before that this was the entrance to the underworld, so now some people guessed that this was the Naihe Bridge.

If you take a single guess, it seems it only proves their imagination is too rich and they think too much.

However, inexplicably combining the two, it sounds like it could be the case!

But Zhang Lin knew that these guesses were nothing more than their over-imagination; what underworld, what Naihe Bridge, were all nonsense.

The next moment, Zhang Lin said, "The problem is very simple. The bridge deck was coated with a large amount of white phosphorus. Haven't you noticed? Some members of the second archaeological team have already started rubbing their shoulders; this proves that the temperature here is very low."

"From the reaction of the river water, you can see that the demonic wind has been suppressed, the imaginary space has changed to another state, and the temperature has decreased accordingly. Do you know why?"

"It's to prevent the white phosphorus from catching fire prematurely, and this white phosphorus was mixed with other substances, which led to the fact that as long as someone touches the bridge board, or a corresponding medium walks over the bridge board, the white phosphorus will catch fire, and it won't burn downward, but upward, so the bridge body can always be preserved."

Hearing such an explanation, everyone felt a sudden sense of enlightenment.

In fact, they thought they should have thought of this long ago; after all, most of the people here have experienced nine years of compulsory education, and in their impression, the word "will-o'-the-wisp" has appeared in textbooks.

It's not to convey these strange and supernatural things, but to explain the existence of white phosphorus through the method of will-o'-the-wisps in chemistry textbooks.

This situation generally exists in rural areas; it's this situation that everyone regarded as will-o'-the-wisps, but it's precisely a scientific phenomenon.

Naturally, there are those who understand and those who are ignorant of any problem.

Even if most people already understand, there are still those who don't understand any chemical phenomena, or who don't know what white phosphorus is at all, in a dazed state.

【What is white phosphorus? Can someone explain it to me?】

【Damn, you must be a fish that slipped through the net of nine-year compulsory education, right? You don't even know this.】

【If you know, then say it! Damn!】

【Go search Baidu yourself!!!】

【Sigh—to put it simply, it's a chemical substance with a very low ignition point; it can burn even at natural temperatures.】

【There's such a thing?】

Such barrages were not in the minority; everyone was speechless, and there was no way to explain it to them anymore.

Just like what that person said before, go search Baidu yourself.

Right now, in the second archaeological team, after Yang Lusi heard the explanation about white phosphorus, she naturally believed it firmly.

She immediately picked up a stone and threw it at the bridge Xu Lang had walked on just now without hesitation; just like skipping stones, the stone rose and fell on the broken bridge and flew more than ten meters away.

And between each rise and fall, sparks would constantly pop out.

Wang Kaixuan scratched his head helplessly when he saw this scene and said, "It's fortunate that Mr. Zhang is here; otherwise, the road ahead would truly be impassable."

Hu Bayi narrowed his eyes at this time and said immediately, "Not necessarily, right? I'm not questioning Mr. Zhang's ability; perhaps we can rely on this method to walk the road ahead."

Right now, Hu Bayi's guess was very clear, and it came from the stone Yang Lusi threw out.

Since it was said that one path was correct, then surely among these, after throwing a stone, one wouldn't trigger any sparks, and at this time, Hu Bayi, thinking of this, had already started to be eager to try!

He indeed didn't question Zhang Lin's ability, but sometimes he was more obsessed with self-reliance than Yang Lusi.

Yang Lusi nodded with satisfaction when she saw Hu Bayi's reaction and didn't stop Hu Bayi from continuing the experiment.

Until he found stones and threw them out one by one; at first, there were eight suspension bridges at the connecting interface, and after testing them one by one, everyone was dazed.

The audience at the Crescent Hotel and those watching the live broadcast were also somewhat incredulous!

Because they felt that Yang Lusi had opened up a new conjecture for them, and this method should be effective.

But Zhang Lin smiled and said nothing as he watched this scene!

If the layout left by that person was really this simple, then he wouldn't need to explain anything.

After throwing stones at these eight suspension bridges, every stone could trigger corresponding sparks along the way.

And at this time, before Zhang Lin could explain anything, "expert" netizens jumped out in the barrage again.

【Truly ignorant, how could it be that simple?】

【What is this Hu Bayi thinking?!】

【I think the key is that it must still be related to the imaginary space; perhaps there is a ninth suspension bridge hidden in this.】

【This conjecture is interesting; after all, all the mechanisms of the Queen of Jingjue come from the imaginary space and are based on it.】

【This isn't his conjecture; this was told by Mr. Zhang before, okay.】

There were still smart people in the Crescent Hotel; after seeing these barrages, they hurriedly raised their hands and said, "Mr. Zhang, is it that the suspension bridges seen here aren't all of them, and there is a ninth suspension bridge hidden in the imaginary space?"

Hearing such a conjecture, Zhang Lin couldn't help but be stunned, then shook his head and smiled, "You really dare to think. Since I already said before that everything before your eyes is real,"

"Then there is no ninth suspension bridge!"

Sometimes you have to simplify complex problems, and sometimes you have to complicate simple problems.

There are different ways of doing things for different situations, and these people just happened to walk into a misunderstanding.

But Zhang Lin couldn't say too much. The person who asked the question in the Crescent Hotel after hearing Zhang Lin's explanation didn't have anything to say; after all, they were asking based on the conjectures of those netizens in the barrage.

However, those netizens who had been actively discussing this problem and associating it with the ninth suspension bridge chose to remain silent one after another.

A slap was nakedly delivered to their faces; they guessed wrong, and they were wrong to an outrageous degree!

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