In the center of the room, there was a mysterious red egg.
Above the egg, there seemed to be some strange patterns.
"What kind of egg is this?"
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang stood at the entrance of the room, their eyes drawn to the red egg.
The egg's shell shone with a peculiar light, seemingly containing some powerful force.
Besides this egg, the room appeared exceptionally empty, with only some ancient patterns carved on the walls, as if telling a certain legend.
"I've never seen an egg like this," Luo Chen said softly, his eyes carefully examining the patterns on the egg shell.
Qing Shuang nodded slightly, responding softly, "Yes, the material and aura of this egg are very special. I feel it might be closely related to these ruins."
The two slowly walked into the room, carefully observing the egg.
Luo Chen noticed that the patterns on the egg shell seemed to have some connection with the designs on the room's walls, and he began to try to decipher these designs.
