"But won't this thing be very precious? As an emperor, an emperor who has attained eternal life, shouldn't he leave some backup for himself?"
"Exactly, who doesn't have ambitions? If it were me, I would also prepare some more jewels. What if I succeed and can be resurrected, and still have money to buy people's hearts?"
"Right, no savings."
...
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin led everyone to one of the underground palaces. Before them appeared an empty palace, with only centipede statues around. In the center was a bare space;
It was very large.
"I don't see a coffin. Did the Myriad Slave King not have a coffin?"
Professor Lin looked at the scene before him and carefully scanned the surroundings, not seeing a heavy coffin.
It was so empty inside, with nothing?
"Perhaps it's not a coffin, but the place opposite, where the body was placed."
Elder Tang looked at the scene and finally confirmed the empty space on the platform.
There were also some murals around the edges.
Yes, murals.
The metaphysics professor looked at the murals on the wall. They were all figures, each with twelve hands and the body of a centipede below, all painted on. There were also years marked above.
"Look, what is this?"
The metaphysics professor's eyes widened as he looked at the scene before him and quickly exclaimed.
Elder Tang, Professor Lin, the archaeological team, and the mercenaries behind them rushed over to observe.
Only Zhou Lin calmly watched the people before him, not joining them. For him now, money was more important. He needed to find money. If he found money, perhaps he could negotiate some terms with them.
This way, he could ask for more money, right?
He then walked to where the Myriad Slave King had been turned into a statue.
In the live stream.
"Holy crap, what am I seeing? Are these the Myriad Slave Kings of past dynasties? Why do they all look like the same face?"
"Isn't that right? They all look like the same person to me, but there's a very important difference: their eyes seem to be different."
"Yeah, it's like they're getting redder and redder. Look, this appearance is truly terrifying."
"The last one must be the Myriad Slave King from just now, right? Who painted it?"
"Yeah, who painted it?"
...
Inside the tomb.
"What is this made of? Why is the color so realistic? I really don't know what material this color is made of."
Elder Tang reached out and touched the material. There was some dye on it, which was very strange.
"It's made with blood, especially red blood. I saw it on the centipedes before. Could this be made from centipedes?"
Professor Lin recalled carefully and slowly said.
Centipedes?
What was the function of these centipedes?
But it was no longer necessary to know.
Zhou Lin looked at the scene before him and quickly said.
"Stop researching. Hurry up and come over. There are burial objects here. Whatever these things are, they're not important."
Those who were studying the things on the walls heard him and also walked to Zhou Lin's side.
On the altar where the Myriad Slave King had stood before, there was a space below. Beneath this space were many gold and silver treasures.
"Elder Tang, look, I've found a national treasure. Can you give me a raise? Not much, just five hundred thousand is fine."
Zhou Lin then gave a thumbs-up and looked at Elder Tang with a smile.
"Well, you are a professor. You must remember your responsibilities. Let's not talk about money all the time. You need to set an example for these children."
Elder Tang didn't want to refuse, but it was really difficult to get more money.
"Professors also need to eat. Professors are born and raised by their parents and taught by their teachers. They can't live on the wind."
Zhou Lin was very strict about money. If he didn't get money, he could talk until the end of time. As long as you paid, everything was negotiable.
Elder Tang and Professor Lin's mouths twitched simultaneously upon hearing this. This kid would say anything for money.
He was really good at fooling and charming people.
"Alright, alright. I'll mention it to the higher-ups and see if we can apply for it."
Elder Tang couldn't stand Zhou Lin's persistent nature and finally decided to agree, but he couldn't promise directly.
"Good. Then you all go down. This money isn't mine, so I won't go down."
Zhou Lin then sat on the ground, quietly watching them busy themselves.
Captain Lin, the other mercenaries, and many archaeological team members went down. They saw piles of jewelry, gold and silver, and various gold and silver vessels.
Tiger skins, deer skins, and some animal skulls were neatly arranged in this space.
Captain Lin was deeply shocked by the scene before him. These jewels were all real. It was truly amazing.
This Myriad Slave King was indeed a rich man.
Elder Tang, Professor Lin, and the metaphysics professor behind them were also dumbfounded. There had been artifacts from the Jin Dynasty before, but the gold and silver vessels here were superior to anything they had seen.
"If these were taken to a museum, they would allow the people of Great Xia to understand history much better, and the Bureau of Cultural Relics Protection would be very happy."
Elder Tang excitedly kept touching the items, filled with excitement rather than greed.
In the live stream.
"Holy crap, I really am poor. Every emperor has such amazing things. Even if the country is on the verge of collapse, these treasures are almost comparable to those of the First Emperor."
"Otherwise, why are they emperors and I'm not? That's the difference."
"Can I admit that I'm envious? In this situation, I'm truly envious. If I could have even one of these, I could pass it down as an heirloom."
"You all better stop dreaming and wait to see them at the museum. That's the only way you'll have a chance to see them."
"Right."
In the dean's conference room.
"Holy crap, these are top-quality items from the Jin Dynasty, and perhaps the Mongol period?"
Professor Wen's eyes widened as he looked at these antiques and cultural relics.
"These are repeating crossbows and arrows. Truly worthy of the Jurchen people. Even in the wilderness, they were warriors. There are also equestrian equipment, including these saddles, and these items are all perfectly preserved. It's truly..."
Professor Hu's gaze was fixed on these weapons, and a flicker of light flashed in his eyes. The main thing was that these items were truly rare.
There had been quite a few before, but they were all restored and not complete.
"Did the Myriad Slave King really intend to unify the country? Did an arsenal just appear?"
One of the professors said.