At first, Han Sen thought it was the man's clothes that shimmered. Maybe it was some kind of fluorescent clothes made of special materials. But soon, Han Sen was sure that it was not the clothes that were glowing, but the man himself.
After careful confirmation, Han Sen was shocked to find that it was not a person, or rather, not a living person. Although the man looked almost the same as a living person, the exposed face and hands had obviously lost their moisture. A living person could not have such a face and hands.
But it was different from a dead person or a skeleton. Although that person had lost all water and looked very strange, the skin and muscles on his body were still intact. His skin was still glowing, and he looked very strange. He didn't look like a mummy.
"Are you dead or alive? If you are alive, tell me." Han Sen was not sure whether the man was dead or alive.
Han Sen asked a few more times, but the man did not respond. Han Sen looked at his tattered clothes and thought to himself, "He looks like a dead man."
Han Sen was now curious about the dead man. He didn't know how he had died there, and his body didn't look normal either.
After looking around for a moment and making sure there was nothing unusual, Han Sen flapped his wings and carefully approached the man.
As he approached the dead man, he looked at him. His clothes looked very strange, completely different from modern clothes. Both the style and the texture of his clothes looked a bit like those of ancient times in movies and TV shows, when human beings had not yet broken out of the limitations of the planet.
However, Han Sen quickly rejected this ridiculous idea. In that era, human beings were not capable of surviving in the stars, nor did they have teleportation technology. It was impossible for human beings to enter God's Sanctuary.
"Maybe it was a guy with a special hobby." Han Sen thought to himself.
When he was four or five meters away from the body, Han Sen did not continue to approach. Instead, he moved a few times so that he could observe the dead man from all directions.
A lifelike dead man. Han Sen could only imagine the dead man in this way. Except for the body that looked completely dehydrated, the man was almost no different from a living person. But he did not look like a living person. The body looked like it was carved out of jade, emitting a strange fluorescent light.
Suddenly, Han Sen's eyes fell on the left hand of the dead man. There was something there that seemed to belong to the dead man.
The dead man was sitting on a stone platform that protruded two to three meters from the stone wall. He was sitting cross-legged and leaning against the stone wall. His hands were hanging down naturally, and on his left, there was something that looked like a scroll.
Han Sen was sure it was a dead man, and there was no danger around. After hesitating for a moment, he landed on the stone platform and reached out his hand to pick up the scroll.
The scroll looked like it was made of silk, but when he touched it carefully, it felt like it was made of leather. It was very strange.
Looking at the dead man, Han Sen opened the scroll. There were many small words on the scroll. The scroll was three feet long, and there were at least twenty or thirty thousand words.
Most of the words in the front of the scroll were embroidered with some kind of silk. There was a small part at the back that was written with some kind of liquid. Looking at the handwriting, it was completely different from the front. It should have been written by a different person.
Han Sen looked at it carefully, but he found that the words he could recognize were very limited. Many of the words seemed to be words that Han Sen could recognize, but when he looked closer, they were different. He was not sure if they were the words he knew.
"Is this an ancient language from the ancient planet?"
Han Sen thought to himself. The common language of the Alliance came from a certain country in the ancient planet, but it had been modified many times to become the common language of the Alliance today. The most ancient language was no longer used, and most people would not be able to recognize it.
However, in some calligraphy and other works of art, the ancient words could still be seen, and they were very similar to the ones in the scroll.
"This dead man is really strange."
Han Sen looked at the dead man carefully. He looked to be in his thirties or forties. Even if the body had lost its water, it looked a little strange. But it was still possible to see that when he was alive, he should have been a handsome man.
"Brother, you are dead anyway. Worldly possessions are useless. Why don't you do something good and help a living person like me?" Han Sen reached out and touched the dead man.
He was used to seeing life and death, so he did not avoid such things.
But when Han Sen touched the clothes of the dead man, the clothes that looked intact decayed into dust. When Han Sen pulled, the clothes suddenly turned into dust. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing left of the dead man.
"How did the clothes decay like this?"
Han Sen was stunned. He looked at the man again. The whole body was crystal clear like jade. Even if he was naked, it still gave people a feeling of holiness.
Han Sen looked at the man's body, and there was nothing left except for the scroll.
"I don't know who he is. This guy can't really be someone from ancient times, right?" Han Sen thought it was funny.
How could the technology of ancient times travel through space and come to this place? It was impossible.
Seeing that there was nothing left except the body, Han Sen summoned the cursed wolf dagger and cut a hole in the wall next to him.
He put the body in and blocked the hole with a stone.
Satisfied, he said, "I have ruined your clothes, so I will give you a place to hide.
As for the scroll, you are a dead man.
I will take it back and check it.
Maybe I can find out who you are.
If possible, I can also ask your family to come and collect your body."
After that, Han Sen looked around. This was the end of the cave. There was no other way out except for the bottomless hole.
Han Sen looked down at the big hole and tried to fly down. After flying a few thousand meters, he still couldn't see the bottom of the hole. Looking down at the dark hole, it was like the entrance to hell. Han Sen felt a chill run down his spine.
After hesitating, Han Sen did not think it was necessary to take such a risk. He turned around and flew out of the hole, returning to Devil Desert.