"It should be." Ye Qing nodded.
Jiang Yan was startled, "If I'm not mistaken, the decay of dead animal bodies produces alkali. But now, in the extreme cold weather, the entire snowfield is like a natural refrigerator.
If there is no external force acting, the dead bodies can be preserved for hundreds of years without any change.
Not to mention, to produce a strong alkali or acid, probably a chemical reaction is needed, right?"
"That's true, but now the anti-scientific phenomena we've encountered are not just one or two." Song Qian said, smashing a crystal with a trench tool, then carefully scooped a small piece, took off his scarf, and sniffed it, "No smell, but a bit pungent, not very obvious."
"Then the snow wolf fur Ye Qing brought into the house yesterday also seems fine, how do you explain that?" Jiang Yan turned her head towards the metal house and frowned.
