The demolition of the Pyramid was complete.
The instant sunlight shone into the sinkhole, a sound like a roar came from within.
Then a cloud of black smoke billowed out.
A quick analysis identified it as spores released by an unknown fungus.
Without a doubt, vast numbers of light-averse mushrooms grew underground.
There was already a great deal of water at the bottom of the sinkhole. Heated by the sunlight, moisture rose and mingled with the black spores, making it difficult for sunlight to reach the bottom.
These mushrooms had evolved a mechanism to protect themselves.
"Are we going down?" Tingyun asked uneasily, looking into the deep pit below, where black smoke churned.
"The truth is down there," Chu Mu said softly. "We just don't know how much of it lies buried."
"A-Mu, I won't let you go down there," Kafka said seriously. "Silver Wolf and I can go."
Silver Wolf: "..."
Chu Mu said leisurely,
"Has it occurred to you that the robots might have remote video feeds?"
Hearing this, Kafka smiled without the slightest trace of embarrassment.
"Then I can rest easy. I'll leave everything to our little Silver Wolf."
"Tch." Silver Wolf snorted and began remotely controlling a squad of robots, sending them into the pit.
There were 230 levels of caverns within the pit.
The first five levels had been under the earlier chieftain's control. The caverns excavated here were relatively spacious, roughly two meters across, enough for people to walk upright.
Since the people here could reach the surface, their skin was relatively dark.
Farther down, the residents below the fifth level had no access to sunlight, so their skin was lighter.
However, the natives here were naturally brown-skinned. Even their lighter skin was still a pale brown, as determined by their genes.
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