Chapter 352: Relics (Part 1)_1

So, if it wasn't the Soviets, who made it?

Antarctica is no ordinary continent, it's hardly fit for human survival, so how could there be an obvious man-made stone door here?

These questions hit me smack in the face, leaving hardly any time to ponder.

"Boss... what... what is this?"

Wang Rui rushed up, stupefied as he stared at the massive stone door, blurting out, "This can't be a pyramid, can it?"

"A pyramid?"

Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh at his ignorant buddy.

"After you get back, you better brush up on your world history lessons. No questions, that's an order!"

Chen's words turned Wang Rui a shade paler.

Chen swept his hand over the stone door, feeling the uneven carvings on its surface. His eyes narrowed. Such detailed carving wasn't an easy feat, it required significant mental and physical efforts.

What could be hidden behind this stone door?