"This is an altar, but who it was for is unknown," Zhou Lin said, looking at the sarcophagus in the middle.
He noticed the people from Sakura Country had come down, and a look of joy appeared in their eyes, as if they had seen a treasure, staring at the sarcophagus.
"Wuwu..."
The sound was very faint, and only Zhou Lin, who was nearby, heard it.
His heart suddenly tightened, as if he had thought of something.
It should have appeared in the desert before, but now it's here.
That's very interesting.
Huo Qi, Professor Fang, and the metaphysics professor were studying the corpses, while several other professors were studying the coffin. There was only a bare stone wall above.
"What kind of coffin is this? Could these corpses be related to what's inside?"
One of the professors, looking at the sarcophagus, began to speculate.
"You mean this is an altar?"
Professor Fang asked in confusion after hearing the voice.
"I'm just guessing. Think about it, these are slaves. But slaves are usually killed and discarded if they make mistakes. Why are they here?"
"Also, what does it mean to tie up several slaves like this? I can't think of anything else. If there's someone in this sarcophagus, their status must be very high. Why is there no offering table?"
Professor Hao stated his viewpoint.
Zhou Lin glanced sideways upon hearing this.
"Perhaps you are right. Maybe this sarcophagus contains a very important person, and there are many burial objects inside."
Zhou Lin's voice was much louder than before, deliberately letting Jing Xia hear.
When Jing Xia heard about burial objects, his footsteps paused slightly, and his eyes became fiery as he looked at the sarcophagus.
"You all go and take a look. Maybe you'll recognize something. After all, archaeology is a broad field. Who can guarantee whose it is?"
Jing Xia turned back and looked at Zuo Lin and the other professors behind him, giving them a look.
The professors immediately understood and joined the research.
In the live broadcast room.
"Holy crap, this is an altar. I have to say, it looks quite convincing. But what does that Professor 'Jing Xia' mean? Doesn't he know about 'first come, first served'? Is he shameless?"
"Exactly. They told them to leave before, but now that it's safe, they're acting like this? What a dog-like person."
"This will affect our professors' judgment."
"You Da Xia people are so disgusting. This tomb is not yours, so why can't we look? You people are so disgusting."
"Yeah, is it your family's? You're not even letting us look? It's all yours?"
"Shut up, all of you. You can look, anyway, we've warned you. If something happens in the end, it will be very interesting."
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In the Dean's conference room.
"Is this an altar? Why doesn't this altar look very big? And who is the person in the middle? Could it be the tomb owner? No way."
Professor Hu wondered if the tomb was too superficial. Was this all there was?
"How is that possible? If it's like this, then the exterior is too grand and magnificent. Besides, didn't Zhou Lin say this was a kingdom?"
"What kind of country has so little?"
"No burial objects? This is too poor."
Professor Wen felt that this possibility was not very high and there might be other places.
"Dean, what are you looking at?"
A specialist saw the dean staring at the big screen, specifically at Zhou Lin.
"I'm looking at Zhou Lin. I think Zhou Lin's expression is not right."
The dean said slowly.
Everyone was confused by these words and looked at Zhou Lin.
At this moment, Zhou Lin was looking at the sarcophagus with a greedy expression, as if he had seen something precious.
Jing Xia felt a bit suspicious when he saw this.
Zhou Lin's personality was greedy for money. Whether in front of the camera or in front of the original person, Zhou Lin was undeniably greedy for money.
Now that Zhou Lin was looking at the sarcophagus, was there something very important inside as a burial object?
"The way this sarcophagus is made is quite common. We also saw it in Sakura Country. I didn't expect Da Xia to have it too."
Jing Xia said to him with a half-smile.
"Professor Jing Xia, are you implying that this is your Sakura Country's sarcophagus? Is that what you mean?"
Zhou Lin raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile.
"No, no, no. I'm just saying that our country also has this type of sarcophagus. Look at the edges of this sarcophagus, the corners have been smoothed off. This is very similar to a box-type coffin, which also exists in our historical culture."
Jing Xia was still trying to find evidence.
"Our Da Xia's coffins are also the same. It's just that with the change of dynasties, the styles have become more numerous. But if you say this is yours, I cannot agree."
Huo Qi was already very unhappy seeing the students from Sakura Country taking pictures inside. Taking pictures was one thing, but they were also casually moving these cultural relics.
How did these guys learn? Didn't they know that these cultural relics were very important?
Would moving them around so casually damage these cultural relics?
Moreover, when he heard Jing Xia's remarks, his anger was instantly ignited.
Damn it, were these people bandits? Only Da Xia had the ability for ancient sacrifices like this. Sakura Country's sacrifices were not like this.
"Professor Huo, are you worried that we will compete with your Da Xia for this history?"
"It's not certain whether this history belongs to you or not."
Jing Xia sneered at them.
"No, no, no. I'm not afraid of you competing with me. It's just that you can't compete at all. A mere sarcophagus doesn't explain anything. You shouldn't jump to conclusions so early."
Huo Qi quickly denied his words. What was there to be afraid of? Fear was for grandchildren.
"In that case, let's open the coffin. At least we can know the history inside."
Jing Xia really wanted to know what was inside the sarcophagus.
"No, we can't open it now. We haven't confirmed what kind of sacrifice it is. What if there's danger? You are not allowed to open it."
Zhou Lin pretended to be angry, looking at Jing Xia and Huo Qi, his voice several times louder than before.
Jing Xia looked at Zhou Lin's eyes, which seemed guilty or evasive, and immediately understood that Zhou Lin wanted to embezzle it.
Huo Qi looked at Zhou Lin's appearance, a little confused.
"Professor Zhou Lin..."
"Professor Huo, you should see if there are any useful historical relics. Don't study the coffin anymore. It's not certain if there's any danger here."
Zhou Lin pulled Huo Qi to the side. Just as Huo Qi was questioning, Zhou Lin raised his index finger.
"Shhh..."