"Haha, the metaphysics professor must be regretting it now, shouldn't have spoken to Zhou Lin, the big shot. Look at Professor Lin, he's so smart to choose to shut up,"
"Oh my god, I can't take it anymore. The big shot is so cute. I've seen people ask for money, but someone asking for money like this is truly adorable."
The netizens watching the scene couldn't stop laughing.
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin saw that the metaphysics professor had fallen silent and immediately felt that without Elder Tang, even asking for money would be difficult.
After walking down the stairs for half an hour, they suddenly saw a stone door.
Everyone's hearts leaped with joy upon seeing the stone door. They had finally gotten out and no longer had to walk down the stone steps.
Their legs were numb by now.
Approaching the stone door, they first noticed a large pit, and below the deep pit was a coffin. The surroundings were filled with stone carvings, each in a different posture.
There were all sorts of forms.
There were old people and children. These stone carvings were kneeling, standing, some respectful, some fearful, but they all had one focus: the coffin opposite them.
Everyone was shocked.
This deep pit was at least several thousand meters deep, with ravines around it. These statues were located within the ravines, which formed a shape, though its meaning was unclear.
At this moment, Elder Tang and Professor Lin also woke up, still unaware of why they had fainted.
"Elder Tang, you're awake. Perfect, take a look inside here."
Professor Lin looked at Elder Tang and spoke urgently.
Elder Tang quickly picked up his flashlight and tried to recall the previous events, but he couldn't remember anything.
Professor Lin recounted the events. Elder Tang and Captain Lin were horrified and filled with regret.
Fortunately, Zhou Lin hadn't listened to them and had cleared out those children. Otherwise, they would have caused a catastrophe. They truly couldn't bear the consequences.
"Are these burial attendants?"
The metaphysics professor didn't understand these things well, especially why these people had such expressions.
"These are not burial items. These people must have seen something terrifying. During the Jin Dynasty, although there were those buried alive, some wise rulers did not require such sacrifices,"
Elder Tang looked at the stone carvings and shook his head.
"Let's go down and take a look."
Professor Lin looked at the stone steps ahead and prepared to descend.
However, Zhou Lin sat to the side, resting his chin on his hands, contemplating life with a mournful expression.
He looked particularly resentful when he glanced at Elder Tang.
Professor Lin, seeing Zhou Lin's demeanor, finally explained the situation to Elder Tang, who twitched his lips.
This Zhou Lin's personality was still the same, truly valuing money over his life.
"Uh, Professor Zhou, after we get out, I'll apply for two hundred thousand for you, how about that?"
Elder Tang walked up to Zhou Lin and whispered.
"Oh, Elder Tang, we're colleagues, of course, it's fine. It's just going into a tomb, a small matter."
Zhou Lin quickly stood up, looking at Elder Tang righteously, and then cast a worried glance at him.
"Will you really give it to me once we're out?"
Elder Tang looked at him speechlessly and finally nodded.
Zhou Lin then took the lead, walking down the steps towards the deep pit.
The archaeological team members and mercenaries behind him watched Zhou Lin, finding it quite amusing.
The way he asked for money was truly exceptional.
Zhou Lin walked up to one of the statues and observed its lifelike expression.
However, Zhou Lin didn't linger and focused on the coffin. The coffin was entirely black, smooth to the touch, and felt faintly warm.
His palm felt a warmth.
Hmm?
Warm jade?
Who was the person in this coffin? A coffin made of jade even in death.
Zhou Lin paused, trying to recall the books he had seen before, but found no recollection.
Professor Lin and Elder Tang began studying the statues after observing the scene.
The mercenaries remained vigilant of their surroundings, while the other archaeological team members found the statues to be incredibly lifelike.
In the live broadcast room.
"Damn, I don't know if it's an illusion, but these statues look so realistic. Did they have such carving skills in the Jin Dynasty?"
"No way, their carving skills were already this amazing? And why do these statues have these expressions, and those expressions, happy and unhappy, fearful? What's the point of carving them like this?"
"That's a good question. You might be able to ask the big shot or the professors. Asking us is useless."
"I just think these things look so vivid."
"But it's really hard to say in this situation. Who knows if these are really statues?"
"Damn, if you keep saying that, I'm starting to find it terrifying."
"Me too."
In the院长's conference room.
Everyone watching the scene was already experiencing a sense of unease.
"The statues from the Jin Dynasty were not of this caliber. Even the carvings we saw on the murals before, no matter how exquisite, wouldn't have this level of craftsmanship. And the folds on their clothes, they look just like real ones,"
Professor Wen said calmly, looking at the statues.
"Is there a possibility that these are not statues?"
Professor Hu, given the eerie and terrifying nature of this tomb, felt it wasn't impossible.
"Then what are they? Are they all living people? How is that possible?"
Another expert looked at the big screen and found it even more unbelievable.
"It's not impossible. This tomb is full of mysteries. Who knows what can happen here? Perhaps, in the next moment, something terrifying will appear,"
The院长 said slowly, his gaze fixed on the large screen.
Inside the tomb.
Professor Lin and the metaphysics professor were looking at the statues, taking pictures, studying them, each busy with their own tasks.
Zhou Lin looked at the coffin and then glanced upwards, spotting a mirror. This mirror was made of skulls, with two corresponding skulls at the top and bottom.
These two skulls had eyes, one red, the other white.
These eyes looked like dead fish eyes, devoid of light and indifferent.
Zhou Lin looked at the mirror and felt a sense of familiarity, but couldn't recall it for a moment.