"What do you students know? If Zhou Lin had acted earlier, how could our people have gotten into trouble? How could people have died?"
Samwell felt it was Zhou Lin's fault, that Zhou Lin had acted too late, that Zhou Lin didn't care about their lives.
But Samwell's behavior displeased the netizens in the livestream.
"Our professor is right. What happened just now was for self-preservation, a helpless move. But you truly abandoned them to die."
"Exactly, that's the truth. It's your Great Xia's fault. You clearly had a chance to act, but you just didn't. Is that your Great Xia's fault?"
"Oh my, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you."
"That's right. We told you to get lost before you went into the water, and you didn't listen. Who can you blame?"
"I've never seen such shameless people."
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"I'll say it again, I have no obligation to save you people. If you want to live, you have to pay the price with money. That's your only way. And you'd better recognize this clearly: that kick just now was kicked by you, Samwell."
"Not by me, Zhou Lin."
"Don't use your schemes on me. If you push me too far, I'll personally send you to meet God."
Zhou Lin said coldly, a terrifying aura emanating from him.
Seeing Zhou Lin's demeanor, Samwell no longer doubted if Zhou Lin would actually act. His previous attitude had made it clear that if he continued to speak, Zhou Lin would surely kill them in his anger.
Jimmy, seeing the situation was not good, quickly tugged at Samwell's sleeve, extremely worried. His mind was filled with the image of Ramor's tragic death.
His previous arrogance had vanished without a trace. Only by retreating would he be able to ensure his own safety.
The entire cave was silent.
Captain Bai, following Zhou Lin's instructions, had been watching Ramor's remains by the side. But in the blink of an eye, they vanished.
"Ah, they're gone, gone, Professor, gone!"
Captain Bai stared at the stone wall for a long time before finally exclaiming.
"What is it?"
Zhou Lin quickly looked at Captain Bai, awaiting his response.
"I just saw it. It looked like something dragged the remains inside. It looked like threads."
Captain Bai couldn't describe what it was.
"Mm, I understand."
Seeing that he couldn't describe it, Zhou Lin smiled and patted his shoulder, then stood up and walked to the stone wall.
He reached out and touched the specific spot, then exerted force and struck.
The stone wall split open, revealing another space, dark and with a faint smell of blood.
"I never imagined there was another space inside. But Professor Zhou Lin, how did you know?"
The Professor of Metaphysics asked, puzzled, upon seeing this.
"I saw a tiny hole on those bone carvings, so I guessed that someone might be controlling them. So I decided to test it and deliberately left one behind."
After speaking, Zhou Lin kicked the stone wall open, creating a passage large enough for someone to enter.
Everyone followed closely, and their flashlights illuminated the way.
Behind the stone wall was a side chamber. The walls were covered with bones, large and small. Beside them lay a pile of unknown pigments, resting quietly in saucers.
Next to the bones was a wooden frame, on which were various colors.
No one was found, which puzzled Zhou Lin.
Where were they? This shouldn't be the case. Why wasn't anyone here?
The mercenaries and students who entered behind were astonished at the sight of the room.
"This is an exhibition of human bones, isn't it? The quantity is quite substantial."
"Where did all these human bones come from? These large ones are understandable, but these are children, aren't they? Why are children here?"
"They must be apprentices. Ancient people captured them from a young age, so they started learning their craft from childhood."
The students whispered amongst themselves.
The mercenaries looked around vigilantly, their weapons held tightly in their hands.
Zhou Lin looked at the bones by the side, his gaze fixed on the pigments before him. How were these pigments made?
He picked up a pigment and sniffed it, but it had no smell.
Was it these pigments that turned the bone carvings into this state?
In the livestream.
"Strange, the pigments are out, but why isn't anyone here? Who is carving?"
"Ask the expert, maybe the expert knows."
"I don't think the expert looks like they know. Could it be ghosts? Is that why it's like this?"
"We'll know soon. Maybe they're hiding in a corner."
"You can see the bottom of this place at a glance. Where could anyone hide? If you want to talk about eerie, that wooden frame is quite eerie."
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"Strange, why is there nothing here? Are these bones not finished yet? Where is the person?"
The Professor of Metaphysics looked at the half-painted bones, curious. He then approached a bone carving. What was on its eyes? Red?
As the Professor of Metaphysics was examining it, he noticed something moving beneath the eyelids, which startled him.
"Damn, you scared me to death! What's going on?"
The Professor of Metaphysics quickly retreated a few steps, nervously watching the object.
"What's wrong?"
Guo Liang asked the Professor of Metaphysics, confused.
"There's something alive, under the eyes of this bone carving, and it's still moving."
The Professor of Metaphysics said urgently.
"There are other creatures in here. The blood water you saw under the eyes before was from these creatures. But we shouldn't be concerned about these issues now; we should be concerned about other things."
Zhou Lin's gaze was fixed on the clothing rack, which was very strange.
"Is there something wrong with this rack?"
Guo Liang asked Zhou Lin, confused.
"This rack, guess what it's used for?"
As soon as Zhou Lin finished speaking, his gaze fell upon the rack.
"Huh?"
The Professor of Metaphysics was even more bewildered. The rack, at first glance, looked like a clothes rack. With pigments on it, it should have been for fixing the bone carvings.
But if it was for fixing the bone carvings, shouldn't there be ropes or something to secure them?
Where were the ropes? Where were the things? Where did they all go?
"What is this rack? Professor Zhou Lin, do you know something?"
Guo Liang asked Zhou Lin, confused.
"This wooden rack is what carved these bones."