"I don't know, but boss Zhou Lin looks very excited. Has he thought of a countermeasure?"
"He must have, otherwise why would he be so happy? I'm getting excited too. Will we see something amazing later?"
"Maybe, we just have to wait and see. I even ordered a calligraphy brush just like the boss's. Even if I can't be exactly the same, I'll at least be similar in spirit."
"You're such a fanboy, you'd do anything."
...
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin walked to the side of the large tree. The vines began to attack him one by one, and their speed was incredibly fast, as if they wanted to pierce Zhou Lin.
"To all viewers and professors, let's make a bet. Do you think I can solve this?"
Zhou Lin looked at the professors and students opposite him, his heart itching. It had been a long time since he had received any money, and money was more practical now.
Everyone was clearly speechless to the extreme. This was not the time to be making bets. You just want money, is this a bet?
But given Huo Qi's previous experience, who would bet with Zhou Lin? Wouldn't that be walking into a trap?
In the end, everyone just lay there, not saying a word.
Zhou Lin felt the atmosphere was a bit strange and knew what was going on. But did they think they could get away with it by staying silent?
"How about this, I'll perform a special skill for you all? If you have money, support me with it. If not, even one or two thousand yuan won't be too little. The most important thing is that you can all survive."
Zhou Lin's words made everyone's hearts skip a beat.
It seemed like they had to give money whether they wanted to or not.
The people from Sakura Country were even more miserable at this moment.
One or two thousand yuan? Even watching a performance wouldn't cost that much in Great Xia currency. And this was a threat. Was he implying he wouldn't save them if they didn't pay?
"Next, please watch carefully."
Zhou Lin placed his hand on the tree, which would take more than ten people to encircle. Then, he exerted force with his fingers.
"Ah..."
Zhou Lin shouted, and the nine-headed serpent cypress was slightly pulled up by Zhou Lin.
The mercenaries, students, and professors lying on the ground all thought of three words—
Lu Zhishen?
The netizens in the live broadcast room began to boil.
"Holy crap, that's a fake uprooting of the willow tree from the TV show. This is the real version, and this tree is much larger than a willow..."
"I'm not dreaming, this is real, this is real, ah... it looks so handsome."
"This is my boss, my one and only boss. He looks the most handsome and the most awesome no matter how you look at him."
"Wow, what a man, truly a man."
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin exerted force again and successfully pulled out the nine-headed serpent cypress.
Everyone watched, dumbfounded. There were still a bunch of vines wrapped around it.
Zhou Lin placed the tree in his hand on the ground, then took out a large dragon-shaped pair of shears. He was now slowly cutting off the vines.
He also trimmed the trunk on the side.
As the people lying on the ground watched the scene before them, they were all astonished. If Professor Zhou Lin's skills were impressive, then these shears were the most impressive.
"What kind of shears are these? How can they deal with the vines so easily?"
The metaphysics professor felt that the world was truly magical.
Why were these shears like this?
What material were they made of?
"Are these vines afraid of Zhou Lin? Or is Zhou Lin the nemesis of this nine-headed serpent cypress?"
Huo Qi felt that Zhou Lin was the most terrifying person.
"Perhaps."
Everyone looked at Zhou Lin and nodded in agreement.
An hour later, Zhou Lin finally dealt with the nine-headed serpent cypress.
"This wood is at least a thousand years old. I'll use it to cook later. I'm starving."
Zhou Lin sat on the ground, talking and thinking about what to eat later.
These words were clearly heard by Huo Qi and the metaphysics professor.
The corners of their mouths twitched. Could anything cooked from this wood be edible?
It was irrigated with blood, and there were corpses hanging on it. Who could stand that?
"Those shears..."
Huo Qi looked at the shears, full of curiosity.
"My master gave them to me, and I modified them myself. They look really cool, don't they?"
Zhou Lin knew they were curious, so he handed them the shears.
At this moment, the equipment zoomed in for a close-up shot, making them look very imposing.
"What material is this?"
Huo Qi asked the metaphysics professor.
"This is profound iron."
"Profound iron."
Zuo Lin and the metaphysics professor said in unison.
"Hmm? Profound iron?"
Huo Qi was confused.
"This is profound iron. I once crafted a small item, but it absolutely didn't have this capability. If I had something like this, I'd be amazing."
Zuo Lin also said regretfully.
"This thing is not good in your hands, but in Zhou Lin's hands, it's a good thing."
Huo Qi felt that this item would not be able to reach its full potential in anyone else's hands but Zhou Lin's.
Everyone thought this made sense.
In the live broadcast room.
"Damn, as expected of an awesome person. This is too cool. How was it made? Whose shears are this imposing?"
"I can't believe it, who would have thought this would be the outcome? Who can handle this?"
"This thing is just a pair of shears, what's so amazing about it?"
"You Great Xia people just like to pretend to be mysterious. We in Sakura Country also have profound iron."
"You do have it, but what's the use? In the end, you can't do anything? You're just watching the boss show off. If you're so capable, why haven't we seen your professors make a move?"
"If they had it, would they end up like this? And be messed up by these vines? You're all just people who talk without consequences."
...
In the dean's conference room.
"These shears... I've seen this pattern somewhere before."
Professor Hu frowned when he saw the item.
"How could you have seen it? Isn't that a joke?"
Professor Wen found it impossible.
"Why is it impossible? I once studied weapons, and I saw these shears while studying weapons."
"These are Imperial Spirit Shears. I saw them once. This item was forged by a highly enlightened monk using his soul. This item is a heroic spirit."
Professor Hu continued.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can a heroic spirit be contained within this?"
The professor beside him did not understand.
"This is voluntary. These heroic spirits are willing to be trapped within."