The mascot of the wishing shop is a cat.

Chapter 361 These photos are...

Because the entire room was designed as the main screen, the photo appeared exceptionally large when it was opened.

Therefore, this photo occupies a large area, making its presence impossible to ignore.

"Holy crap, this...this is a photo of Philip?!"

Lingye's gaze was naturally drawn to it, and when he saw what was in the photo, he couldn't help but scream in surprise.

Lingye's voice was filled with shock and disbelief. His eyes widened as if he had seen something utterly incredible.

He leaned forward slightly, as if wanting to examine the photograph more closely to make sure his eyes weren't deceiving him.

At the same time, Ling Ye's gaze quickly turned to Lin Xiyue, hoping to get some confirmation from her to prove that he was not hallucinating.

Lin Xiyue also stared at the photo, but her expression was completely different from Ling Ye's.

Lin Xiyue frowned slightly as she carefully examined the details in the photo, as if she were deep in thought.

"Hmm...it is indeed a photograph, but I don't think it's a photograph of Fei Bo."

After a while, she spoke slowly.

Although her tone was somewhat hesitant, it revealed a well-considered judgment.

"Then whose could this be?"

Ling Ye frowned slightly and asked with a suspicious look on her face.

"Hmm... I'm not quite sure yet, let's look at the others first."

Lin Xiyue stared at the photo, pondering to herself, but said nothing aloud.

Although she had some guesses about the boy's identity, the photo was backlit, and part of the boy's face was obscured by shadows, making it impossible for her to see clearly. Therefore, she dared not make any conclusions.

"Okay, let's look at the other photos first."

Ling Ye's voice rang in Lin Xiyue's ears, and she nodded slightly in agreement with Ling Ye's suggestion.

After receiving Ling Ye's consent, Lin Xiyue felt a little relieved. She took a deep breath to calm herself down and then extended her energy tentacles without hesitation.

The tentacle, like a nimble snake, glided lightly and swiftly toward the button for the next page.

Lin Xiyue moved gently and cautiously, her energy tentacles easily reaching the button for the next page.

Then, with a soft "whoosh," the button dented slightly upon her touch, and the next page appeared before her eyes.

Then, the next photograph, like a mysterious scroll slowly being unveiled by an invisible hand, was gradually revealed to Lin Xiyue and Ling Ye.

This photo is significantly larger in scope than the previous one, as if it were an extension and expansion of the previous photo.

The previous photo was a solo shot of the boy, with the surrounding scenery appearing somewhat blurry, as if the background was deliberately blurred to highlight the person in the picture, or rather, to emphasize the boy from another race.

This photo, however, is different. It has a wider field of view, showing not only the alien boy but also some of his surroundings.

Therefore, the scene presented in the second photo is simply breathtaking; it can be described as a panoramic view.

This photograph, displayed in extremely high resolution, reveals a mysterious and spectacular scene: the alien boy from the previous photo is standing in a place resembling an altar.

The place was filled with regularly undulating stones, which stood silently behind the boy like sleeping giants.

These stones interlock to form a structure that resembles a throne, as if it were a throne tailor-made for this foreign youth.

Upon closer inspection, these stones will reveal that they are not ordinary stones, but rather stones that have undergone meticulous processing.

Each stone is engraved with dense lines and foreign scripts, which intertwine to form an extremely complex pattern.

These patterns must be some kind of complex magic array, the complexity of which is beyond imagination.

Lin Xiyue stared wide-eyed, trying to see the full picture of these magic arrays, but unfortunately the lines and characters were too complex for her to fully understand.

She could only make out a small part of it, and even that small part made her feel dizzy.

Below the boy in the picture are layers upon layers of steps, one after another, spreading downwards like a pyramid.

On these enormous steps, countless alien races knelt in dense rows. Their figures intertwined, creating an astonishing sight.

These alien races varied in size, some tall and mighty, others short and wiry, but without exception, they all belonged to at least the category of medium-sized alien races.

Because their physical structure is largely similar to that of humans, but they exhibit unique characteristics in some details.

Some alien races have limbs that are slightly different from humans, appearing longer or thicker; others have peculiar structures on their heads or faces, such as extra horns, or the position or shape of their eyes.

However, these alien races are not entirely unfamiliar in appearance. Most of their physical characteristics still resemble humans, with only a small portion of their limbs or organs exhibiting forms that appear rather strange to humans.

Even more striking is that in a small area closest to the boy, the kneeling aliens are almost indistinguishable from humans.

Without close observation, it's difficult to distinguish them from humans in photographs. These alien races' appearances, clothing, and mannerisms are remarkably similar to humans, as if they were part of the human race itself.

"hiss--"

"Is this... is this the sacrificial ceremony being performed by the alien race? And is the person in the very center the chief priest?"

Lingye gasped, staring in astonishment at the photograph before her, muttering to herself in disbelief.

His voice revealed an indescribable shock, after all, if these were indeed scenes of alien sacrifices, then they would be very precious records for humanity.

Lingye's gaze was fixed on the photograph, as if trying to see through the thin paper to uncover the secrets hidden within.

However, both the alien in the photo and the person he believed to be the chief priest appeared blurry and elusive.

Lin Xiyue stood beside Ling Ye, equally drawn to the photograph.

She remained silent, gazing intently at the person in the center of the photograph, as if she could sense a familiar shadow in him.

Time ticked by, and Lin Xiyue remained silent, her lips slightly pursed, revealing her inner tension and unease.

A few minutes later, Lin Xiyue finally broke the silence.

She took a deep breath, then gently clicked the mouse to switch to the next photo.

The image on the screen changed instantly, but Lin Xiyue's mind remained focused on the previous photo, as if she was still thinking about something.

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