Faced with Zhou Lin's nonchalant attitude, Elder Tang felt his mind was insufficient, so…
These insects could be dealt with by these pieces of paper?
He might not have read much, but he couldn't be fooled like this!
"Professor Zhou, are you sure you can solve these things with just these pieces of paper?"
Captain Lin, standing nearby, looked at Zhou Lin with shock in his eyes.
Those were the things that would turn into ice cubes upon contact. Could they really be solved like this?
The people behind him didn't disbelieve Zhou Lin, but rather held a skeptical attitude. Who could accept such a method?
They felt as if they were dreaming.
In the live stream.
"Damn, I knew the boss was awesome, but I didn't expect him to be this awesome."
"Yeah, I only knew paper could be used to wipe butts, write, or make origami, but I've never heard of it being used to catch insects. I might be ignorant, but don't treat me like an idiot."
"Facing the boss, let's just be idiots. Anyway, as for what's in front of us, let alone knowing what it's called, I've never even heard of it. If you say you're not an idiot, what are you?"
"Oh, stop talking. We'll find out what the boss will research later. I believe in my boss."
…
In the dean's conference room.
They watched Zhou Lin meticulously cutting paper, so they should be able to trust him, right?
"If I didn't know Zhou Lin's personality and hadn't watched him the whole way here, I would think Zhou Lin was trying to trick me."
Professor Wen still felt Zhou Lin was deceiving people.
"We have to believe Zhou Lin. This kid's abilities are far greater than we imagine. There's nothing he can't do, only what we can't imagine."
Professor Hu heard this and felt a bit surprised, but not as much as before.
The dean and the other professors and experts, though silent, also began to feel anticipation.
They wondered what this guy was thinking, coming up with the idea of paper cutting.
At the tomb entrance.
Zhou Lin unhurriedly used his scissors to cut out the folded paper, arranging them on the ground.
He cut out fifty pieces of paper at once, all shaped like small birds.
But these birds had no eyes.
"Professor Zhou, these little birds don't have eyes. Can things without eyes see the way?"
One of the archaeological team members asked curiously as he looked at the paper cuttings.
"They can't have eyes yet. If they did, they would fly away."
Zhou Lin calmly put away the remaining paper and scissors, and then arranged the finished paper cuttings.
Professor of Metaphysics, Professor Lin, Elder Tang, and the others behind him heard Zhou Lin's words and exchanged knowing smiles, not out of mockery, but because they found it unbelievable.
"Don't believe me?"
Zhou Lin sensed the unusual atmosphere around him, his eyebrows slightly raised, then he glanced at the mercenary captain.
"Captain Lin, go stand in front."
Zhou Lin said with a light smile.
"Huh? I have to go to the front?"
Captain Lin's eyes narrowed. Was this going to send him to his death?
"If you don't go, how will these insects come out? Go on, don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."
Zhou Lin patted his chest with conviction, looking as if he expected to be believed.
Seeing Zhou Lin's demeanor, Captain Lin's mouth twitched. He slowly lifted his foot. As soon as he stepped forward and his foot touched the ground, he saw the snow tide that had occurred before reappear.
Zhou Lin watched this scene, bit his finger, and then used the bright red blood to dot the eyes of these eyeless little birds. The moment the birds' eyes were dotted,
These paper-cut birds began to flap their wings and chirp.
Elder Tang, Professor Lin, Professor of Metaphysics, and the archaeological team members behind them, upon seeing the birds in Zhou Lin's hand come to life.
And flapping their wings, then slowly taking flight.
Then came the first, the second, the third…
One by one, the little birds flew out of Zhou Lin's hands, circled in the air, and then flew towards the snow tide below.
When they flew up again, each of the little birds had a pure white, wriggling little insect in its beak.
Under the refraction of sunlight, these insects had a translucent glow, very tiny.
These little birds began to attack the snow tide with their chirps.
But Zhou Lin was not satisfied. This speed was too slow. He then went back to prepare to cut out a new animal.
However, as Zhou Lin was cutting, Professor Lin, Elder Tang, Professor of Metaphysics, the archaeological team members, and the mercenaries behind them were all dumbfounded.
Elder Tang: …
Professor Lin: …
Professor of Metaphysics: …
Mercenaries: …
Archaeological Team Members: …
Netizens: …
"Elder Tang, I know Zhou Lin is very powerful, but I've never seen anyone cut paper into soldiers… no, cut paper into birds before…"
Professor of Metaphysics looked at the scene before him and deeply realized a problem…
Seeing this with his own eyes was completely different from watching it on a screen.
And seeing it in person felt entirely different.
Elder Tang also looked at the little birds in shock, his lips trembling, unable to utter a word.
Professor Lin was equally stunned, looking at these birds. How profound were Zhou Lin's Taoist arts?
The mercenaries showed expressions of horror, and the archaeological team members' mouths remained agape for a long time.
In the live stream.
"Damn, this is divine! This is more awesome than magic, but the awesome thing about magic is that the props can't be eaten."
"Nonsense, how can magic be compared to the boss's abilities? Are they comparable?"
"Damn, boss is mighty! I will never doubt the boss again. Whatever the boss says, I'll believe it, even if he says the sky is green."
"No problem, whatever the boss says, we believe. This isn't blind worship, this is based on reason and evidence. No one can change it."
"Oh my god, my boss is so awesome, so cool…"
…
At the tomb entrance.
Zhou Lin looked at the paper cuttings in his hands, which he had turned into small snakes. Finally, he dotted their eyes. He saw lifelike little snakes emerging and heading towards the snow tide.
With the addition of these little snakes, the speed of the snow tide began to slow down.
Captain Lin, who was acting as bait in front of the snowdrift, felt a little nervous.
But seeing the little birds and snakes approaching the snow tide, they were now completely at ease.
Besides shock, there was also a sense of relief.
Then, creatures with a dark yellow color began to appear within the snow tide.
Once they got a clear look, they immediately understood.
These were the little snakes from before.