Not only these professors, but also the security personnel around them, were all staring at Zhou Lin in shock.
How could this be possible? They clearly saw that the terracotta warriors were completely empty when they were shot before, how could they be people?
Not only the people present, but also the netizens watching were equally horrified.
"Holy crap, did I hear that wrong? They're alive?"
"That shouldn't be. How could living people be here for so long? And when they were shot before, they were clearly hollow and didn't bleed!"
"Exactly, and no blood was seen."
"They've been here for over a thousand years, if they were alive, wouldn't they have starved to death?"
...
Zhou Lin looked at their situation and knew they wouldn't believe him.
But that was the fact.
"I once read in a rare book that terracotta warriors need to be refined with living people. For every successful terracotta warrior, two corpses are needed to create it, one of whom is trapped alive inside."
"The other one has their flesh and blood scraped off, and the remaining bones are crushed, dried, and mixed with the clay."
"Adding corrosive powder to the flesh and blood, over time, the living person inside the terracotta warrior will turn into a liquid and successfully attach itself to the terracotta warrior."
"These are all the confidants of the Ancestral Dragon. Their hearts only belong to the Ancestral Dragon, whether alive or dead."
Zhou Lin's words silenced everyone present.
Upon hearing this, Elder Tang looked at the terracotta warriors suspended in the air behind him.
All this was done just to be loyal to the emperor, and in his twilight years...
These were all lives, just extinguished like this?
The historians and biologists were at a loss for words to describe their emotions.
There was sympathy, but they had also killed their companions, and the families of these people were waiting for them to return...
In the live broadcast room.
"Holy crap, now that you say it, I feel so sorry for these terracotta warriors."
"Yeah, it's one thing to die and become like this, but they must have suffered greatly in life."
"Why does it feel so uncomfortable to hear this? This Ancestral Dragon is too cruel, to be able to do such a thing?"
"Yeah, I think the most terrifying thing now is the human heart, not these zombies or these terracotta warriors."
...
Zhou Lin saw the expressions on everyone's faces and slowly raised his hand.
"Since Elder Tang paid so readily, I'll take you all out of here."
Seeing that the platform was about to collapse at any moment, Zhou Lin decided to lead them out first.
"Do you know where the exit is?"
Hearing this, their eyes widened in disbelief.
"Of course, I just figured it out."
Zhou Lin said with a slight smile.
Elder Tang, the historians, biologists, Wolf King, gymnastics champion, Olympic champion, and others all had the same thought in their minds.
Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier?
But then they remembered that Elder Tang had stopped Zhou Lin before when he seemed about to say something.
Everyone could only cautiously walk towards the door in the middle.
As Zhou Lin slowly approached the edge, everyone's hearts grew more anxious. The security guard before had died a terrible death.
And Zhou Lin... does he really understand Yi Jing divination?
Seeing Zhou Lin's first step land steadily on the floating stone steps, everyone collectively breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, as he stepped onto the second, third, and fourth steps, they were so nervous they could barely breathe.
Finally, seeing Zhou Lin standing there for three minutes, everyone's hearts finally settled, and they began to move towards the edge step by step.
As the ground began to tilt, everyone could only move little by little towards the exit that Zhou Lin had chosen.
Just then—
Zhou Lin's incense had burned out, and the terracotta warriors were slowly moving. Their previously dazed eyes were regaining consciousness.
Their gazes were still fierce as they looked at the people who were about to escape.
The historian was stepping towards the stairs.
Suddenly, an arrow appeared at his feet.
It shot right beside his foot.
As the historian was about to step forward, he was startled by the arrow and almost lost his balance and fell. Fortunately, a security guard quickly pulled him back.
Otherwise, he would have fallen.
Then, they saw the terracotta warriors drawing their bows again.
The historian's legs began to tremble, and he couldn't move at all.
Zhou Lin saw that the terracotta warriors had awakened, and the platform was about to be destroyed.
The bloodline within him was unleashed.
A powerful aura of royalty continuously emanated from Zhou Lin.
An invisible pressure attacked the terracotta warriors opposite them. The terracotta warriors seemed to feel a familiar sense of oppression, stiffly looking at Zhou Lin.
Their scarlet eyes were filled with reverence.
"Historian, hurry up, it will be too late if you don't."
Zhou Lin kindly reminded them.
The historian, the archaeology students behind him, and the security personnel behind them were all anxious to climb the escape stairs.
Netizens in the live broadcast room.
Seeing that everyone on the platform had safely ascended in an orderly manner, their hearts also settled down.
"Damn, that scared me to death, finally got up."
"Yeah, I was so nervous, I felt like I was going up there too."
"Exactly, now that they're safe, I feel so relieved. It was too terrifying."
"But what's going on with these terracotta warriors? Why are they just staring at the big shot?"
"Yeah, the big shot wanted to say something before, but Elder Tang stopped him. I wonder what he wanted to say."
"We'll know in a bit."
The terracotta warriors' gazes were fixed on Zhou Lin, following him closely.
When Zhou Lin stepped onto the platform at the entrance, he suddenly turned around, his demeanor completely different from his previous rogue-like appearance.
He exuded an aura of an emperor.
Elder Tang stood beside Zhou Lin and saw that the terracotta warriors' gazes were all on Zhou Lin, still with a look of reverence.
Elder Tang couldn't help but be curious and glanced sideways, a strange thought crossing his mind: he seemed unworthy to stand beside Zhou Lin.
At this moment—
The terracotta warriors suddenly knelt in mid-air, placing their weapons by their sides, and respectfully knelt towards Zhou Lin.