By afternoon, the alien camp was a hive of activity.
The accompanying research team was small, but every member was exceptionally serious. They busied themselves photographing the camp and collecting the Yan Huo Tribe's belongings.
The researchers were most interested in the Yan Huo Tribe's architecture. After all, they had explored the Ruins for so long, and most of the buildings in this world had been constructed by the Ancient People. This was the first time they had encountered structures built by an alien race.
Thus, when the researchers saw the rows of collapsed stone towers, they sighed repeatedly.
Just then, an expert wearing a respirator stumbled out of the stone gate.
He came to the carbon mountain that Huo Dou had bitten into, removed his respirator, and drew a deep breath of fresh air.
Luo Yan, Li Meng, and Pulle emerged from the volcanic stone gate one after another and came to stand beside the expert.
Li Meng spoke up. "Doctor Liu, you said earlier that what was carved into the mountain wall was 'Jianmu'?"
The expert surnamed Liu nodded. "There's no mistake."
"You know about the Sanxingdui of Guanghan, right?"
"A Bronze Divine Tree was unearthed there."
"It had branches and leaves, flowers, fruit, birds, beasts, hanging dragons, divine bells, and so on. At the time, the experts unanimously believed that the prototype of this kind of divine tree might have been Jianmu."
"The things depicted in that enormous relief just now were very similar to that bronze artifact."
"So I concluded that the tree on the mountain wall was the legendary 'Jianmu.'"
Luo Yan knew a thing or two about Jianmu.
The Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Inner Classic of the Seas said: "Jianmu has a hundred-ren height and no branches. It has nine trunks, with