Guo Liang felt that this might not be what he said.
"During our previous confrontation, this Hanba had Taoist magic on him. I felt it. Unfortunately, his Taoist heart was not stable. He used Taoist magic to tomb raid, and in the end, for money and fame, he ended up like this."
Zhou Lin glanced at the sarcophagus on the side, and finally said nothing, as if nothing had been obtained.
When everyone heard this, they felt that this guy had nothing to gain.
In the live broadcast room.
"Damn, these ancient people really have their ways. Even a sarcophagus is so elaborate. Can anyone who carves this thing have a chance to become a Hanba?"
"Don't even think about it. This thing might be very dangerous. I'm afraid we'll be cremated before we even become a Hanba."
"No, it's being cremated from the start. How can there be a chance to preserve the whole body? This thing might hinder feng shui."
"Damn, these things are all about principles."
...
Inside the tomb.
Samwell, who was looking at antiques on the side, was indignant and very jealous of things from Great Xia.
At this moment—
"Professor, Bailey's condition is not right. His teeth and nails haven't completely disappeared. Could the dosage be insufficient?"
Gale looked at Samwell and said with some concern.
"What nonsense are you talking about? The mercenary used the same dosage, how could it be insufficient? Even if it's insufficient, it's because Zhou Lin's potion is not enough."
Samwell refused to admit it, insisting that it was Zhou Lin's problem.
At this moment—
"Roar..."
Bailey was suddenly attacked by the corpse poison, and had completely turned into a black zombie. His eyes had also turned from white to green.
His sharp claws were now stabbing at the Great Xia mercenary.
Captain Bai had already been dissatisfied with the guys from Eagle Country. Now that one of them had turned into a zombie, his heart tightened with anger, and he raised his pistol and shot at Bailey.
Bailey, who had only been a zombie for less than a minute, was killed.
A hole appeared on his head, and black mucus oozed from it.
Finally, he fell to the ground.
"Bailey, Bailey?"
Samwell watched his subordinate die so tragically, his eyes red as he looked at Captain Bai.
"What are you doing?"
"Professor, I should be asking you, what are you doing?"
Before Captain Bai could speak, Zhou Lin interjected and questioned.
"Zhou Lin, don't go too far. Great Xia took fifty million from me first, and now you've killed our people. Is Great Xia going too far?"
Samwell looked at them displeased.
"Too far? I don't think so. This fifty million is what you should have given me. As for this Bailey... the potion I gave was sufficient. Our Great Xia people are fine, why are yours having problems?"
Zhou Lin sneered.
"Zhou Lin, you held something back, didn't you? Did you do it on purpose? You deliberately gave us a faulty potion."
Samwell decided to play the victim first and shouted loudly.
"Samwell, don't talk nonsense. Zhou Lin is not that kind of person. There must be some misunderstanding. Don't be anxious." Guo Liang said anxiously.
"Misunderstanding? Are you Great Xia people? Aren't people from our Eagle Country also people? Even if our attitude wasn't very good, we don't deserve to die, do we?"
Samwell shouted at Zhou Lin.
"Samwell, I'm giving you face because you were invited by Great Xia. You are now digging your heels in until you reach the Yellow River."
Zhou Lin suddenly flashed his body and stood beside Samwell. He took down Samwell's backpack and then took out a porcelain bottle from it, pouring out the potion inside.
At this moment, everyone understood.
Guo Liang and the metaphysics professor beside him were stunned.
They looked at Samwell in disbelief.
"Look carefully, I haven't left a single drop of potion. I gave it all to the Imam. You... Heh, you had ulterior motives and caused the death of your own people. Who can you blame?"
Zhou Lin's words made Samwell's face burn.
"Professor Samwell, how could you do such a thing? Great Xia invited you to help us. Your framing is truly shameful."
Guo Liang never expected this man to do such a thing.
"Professor Samwell, I need a reason now. You hid it yourself and then blamed me. Don't you owe me an explanation? You are deliberately framing me."
Zhou Lin looked at Samwell, who remained silent, and continued to press forward, pushing him into a corner.
"How could this be? Even if you don't like our professor, you shouldn't do this?"
"Exactly. Is this a professor? How can the things they do be so undignified?"
"Still a professor? No different from Inoshita of Sakura Country? It's truly embarrassing to the international community."
The students in the tomb saw this and began to discuss.
Samwell became nervous, unsure of how to come up with a countermeasure.
In the live broadcast room.
"Your Eagle Country is really something. You deliberately framed Great Xia. This is abominable."
"Exactly. Why are you like Sakura Country? It's truly disheartening."
"Have you said enough? Is this our fault? What has Great Xia done all along this journey? Can't our professor resist?"
"Resist? Are you resisting to research this potion? Your intentions are truly despicable. You are shameless."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Now our staff is dead like this, and Great Xia has to be responsible."
"People from Eagle Country, don't go too far, or I'll curse you to death, believe it or not?"
In the Dean's conference room.
Everyone in the conference room was stunned. They never expected Samwell to kill his own people for his own selfish desires. It was truly...
"This old man is so hateful. He even wanted to frame Zhou Lin. This shows hostility towards our Great Xia."
Professor Hu was so angry that he wished he could go up and beat him.
"This old man must have seen that Zhou Lin's medicine was effective and wanted to secretly hoard some for himself, but he didn't expect to harm his own people."
Professor Wen saw some clues.
"Let's see what he says now, how he explains this."
The Dean was also very angry, with a bit of schadenfreude.
Inside the tomb.
Samwell listened to the growing discussion, his heart tightening, and he became agitated. He then looked at the staff member behind him.
Gale looked at Samwell's appearance, his heart tightened, knowing that he needed a scapegoat.
In the end, it could only be himself.
"Professor..."
"I did it."