"Does this wind need to howl so loud that nothing can be heard?"
"I don't know. It's hard to say. If it were me, I'd probably wouldn't be able to stop and would crash into the mountainside. What do you think?"
"No, you're not the only one thinking that. I'd think the same, because I'd quickly crash into the mountain. Isn't that a coincidence?"
...
Inside the dean's conference room.
"This Gu Diao's speed is no joke. It's actually on par with Zhou Lin's. I really underestimated it."
Professor Hu quickly looked at the data in his hands. The speed of a雕 (diao) wasn't this fast. Could it be because it was an ancient creature?
"雕 (diao) are inherently fast, but I think this one is more like it adapts to the person. If the person's speed is slow, theirs will slow down. If their speed is fast, theirs will speed up."
The dean looked at the situation nearby and said slowly.
"It's hard to say, but that's a possibility."
Professor Wen felt that it was indeed possible.
"Now we can only hope that Captain Bai and the others can finish preparing the drum quickly. But... is this drum very heavy? Why do Captain Bai and the others look so strange?"
"Yes, it looks like they're having a hard time carrying it, and three people are struggling."
"I saw Zhou Lin carrying it easily. That's right, with Zhou Lin's strength, even if all these people were combined, they might not be half as strong as Zhou Lin."
The other professors and experts were discussing amongst themselves.
Inside the tomb.
"Professor, what kind of drum is this? Why is it so heavy? I saw Professor Zhou Lin pick it up easily before."
One of the students was struggling to carry the drum, his face flushed red, and he could only speak with difficulty.
"That's Zhou Lin. His strength is definitely greater than yours. How can we compare to Zhou Lin? Even combined, we're not half as strong as him. Hurry up and place the drum properly, or Zhou Lin will be in great danger."
The metaphysics professor said as he exerted more force to move the drum.
The other mercenaries and students were all exerting their strength.
Seeing this, Lar gritted his teeth and stepped forward to help.
If he wanted to survive now, he could only cling to Zhou Lin's leg. Otherwise, he had no way out.
Facing Lar's help, the mercenaries and students were taken aback, then they understood. He wanted to survive.
Zhou Lin was running ahead, looking at the nearby mountain peaks. He also noticed that the mercenaries still needed some time.
Why not go up and take a look at this mountain? This was a scene from the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Such an opportunity was rare.
Wouldn't it be a pity not to see it?
Zhou Lin thought this and acted accordingly.
He turned and rushed directly towards the mountain peak.
But a few seconds later.
Zhou Lin stood at the summit of the mountain and saw that the other side of the peak was empty, with a dark abyss below.
He saw nothing.
Zhou Lin pondered for a moment.
This was not a real mountain peak. It was fake.
Could it be that—
These Gu Diaos were also fake? No wonder. He had wondered why there were so many Gu Diaos, which didn't seem like creatures from the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
"Heh, a bunch of fakes. I knew it. Even if an architect could truly build a heavenly palace, he's not an emperor, so how could he have such abilities?"
"He merely relied on his knowledge of Yijing (the Book of Changes) to create this illusory world. But I must admit, in ancient times, even a Daoist priest might not have been his match."
"Unfortunately, you encountered me, Zhou Lin."
Zhou Lin had stopped and turned to look at the Gu Diaos behind him. These Gu Diaos seemed not to understand Zhou Lin's words, but glared at him, as if seeing delicious food.
Just as these Gu Diaos charged towards Zhou Lin together, they saw Zhou Lin suddenly disappear from his spot. A hint of suspicion flashed in the Gu Diaos' cold eyes.
But it was only a slight suspicion, and then they began to search for Zhou Lin everywhere.
At this moment, Zhou Lin had, at some unknown time, arrived beside Guo Liang.
"Quick, quick, we need to hurry."
Zhou Lin easily lifted the drum with one hand and tossed it aside, neatly arranged in place, all ten meters away.
The mercenaries and students stared dumbfounded at the scene.
Well, people were different. They had put in all their effort, but he had just given a gentle toss, and it was done.
"You guys hurry and leave. If these things explode, they'll be much more powerful than grenades. Run quickly."
Zhou Lin waved his hand and shouted at the students.
However, the mercenaries couldn't leave for the moment. They needed to use the drum sound to lure them over.
"Strike."
Zhou Lin gave the order, and everyone picked up their drumsticks and began to beat the drums in front of them.
Upon hearing the drum sound, these Gu Diaos instinctively looked towards Zhou Lin. The drums were being beaten, and their hearts were now captivated by Zhou Lin's drums.
They charged directly towards the drums.
"Put down the drumsticks and retreat."
Zhou Lin put down his drumstick and hurried towards the archaeological team.
The mercenaries behind him followed closely, moving at their usual training speed towards the archaeological team.
In the live broadcast room.
"Oh my, I have nothing more to say. It's so exciting to watch. The previous drum explosion was so cool. Looking at it now, I might even have the chance to see thirty drums beat together."
"The boss's body is like Doraemon's pocket, he has everything. He looks so cool."
"I can't take it anymore. I want a drum too. I used to be a drummer, but this is the first time I've seen such a drum."
"This is the drum of my dreams. Please provide the link. I want one too."
"This is something only found in Taoism, right? Ordinary people probably won't have it easily. Let's accept reality. At most, we can have something similar, but not 100% identical."
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin watched as the students took out their jelly shields and protected the archaeological team and mercenaries.
Then came the drum sound.
"What number is this beat?"
Zhou Lin had been so focused on protecting them that he forgot to pay attention to the drumbeat.
"The last beat. When their drum sound fades, it will be the time of the explosion."
Captain Bai, with his professional instinct, subconsciously paid attention to the danger.
Dong!!!
The last drumbeat faded.