Zhang Qilin held his head, then slowly turned his head after a long while.
He looked at the armor in front of him.
"This, I have an impression of this."
His voice was not loud.
But a hint of excitement could be seen in his eyes.
"Second Brother, this was originally yours. Elder Brother can have it for now, and we'll wear it when we go down into the tomb."
"Second Brother will be the most handsome one."
Fatty chuckled, already picturing Zhang Qilin in this armor.
Yes, very handsome, but still a little less so than Fatty.
Zhang Qilin nodded, still a bit dazed.
Zhang Tian then threw the armor into the void space as well.
The armor entering the space attracted the attention of Queen Jingjue.
When she saw what Zhang Tian had thrown in, Queen Jingjue's eyes widened in astonishment.
Good heavens, wasn't this the stepping stone for her coffin? How did it become armor?
Zhang Tian and the others were truly not picky about materials.
"Oh right, Elder Brother, Professor Li and the others came to find you a few months ago. I told them you weren't here, so they left."
Fatty remembered and spoke.
Since returning from Nanyun last time, Zhang Tian had not seen Professor Li again.
Those cultural relics were still in Zhang Tian's space, and he was too lazy to move them.
"Alright, I know about this. I'll go see him later. For now, let's have a short meeting."
Zhang Tian nodded and walked towards the steps under a willow tree.
The others also followed behind Zhang Tian.
Under the willow tree, Zhang Tian, Fatty, Hu Bayi, and others sat on either side of Zhang Tian.
Zhang Tian looked at everyone and spoke slowly.
"Due to this unexpected situation, we might go to Zangxi ahead of schedule. Everyone should prepare in advance."
"Of course, it won't be too much earlier, perhaps a few months from now."
Zhang Tian thought for a moment.
After all, the cultivation technique he had just learned was not yet stable.
Zhang Tian definitely needed to stabilize it first to exert his strength to the maximum.
Before, it was always Zhang Qilin who protected them. Now, Zhang Tian felt it was time for him to contribute.
"Does anyone have any objections?"
Zhang Tian looked at everyone and asked.
"Elder Brother, I have an objection!"
Fatty raised his hand.
"Go ahead."
"Can't we go earlier? A few months later, isn't that too late?"
Fatty said repeatedly.
Zhang Tian gave Fatty a look.
"We need some time to prepare, don't be too eager."
"Alright, if there are no other objections, this short meeting is now adjourned."
Zhang Tian said, and no one else spoke, so the meeting quickly ended.
"Elder Brother, where are you going now?"
Fatty saw Zhang Tian preparing to go out and, with a smile, approached Zhang Tian.
"I'm going to the Beili Archaeological Institute. Some things should be handed over to them."
Zhang Tian said, intending to settle Professor Li's matter first.
"Fatty will go with you too. I haven't seen Professor Li in a long time either."
Fatty said quickly.
Zhang Tian glanced at Fatty. This guy wasn't this clingy before.
"Fatty, did you take the wrong medicine?"
Zhang Tian squinted at Fatty.
"No way, Fatty just misses Elder Brother."
Fatty blinked.
Zhang Tian felt a surge of nausea.
This guy was completely unreliable.
"Alright, you stay home. I'll be back soon."
Zhang Tian waved his hand.
Then, with a flash of his figure, he had already left the siheyuan.
Fatty pouted.
"Alas, how could Elder Brother refuse Fatty's affection? As expected, only Old Hu understands me."
After leaving the siheyuan, Zhang Tian's steps led him all the way towards the siheyuan.
"Last time I asked Wu Tianzhen to find me, and it's been several months. I wonder if he's left Beili yet."
Zhang Tian thought of Wu Tianzhen.
They had agreed that Wu Tianzhen would find him to discuss matters abroad.
But by chance, Zhang Tian went to Mount Mao.
The matter was thus dropped.
"After this is done, I'll go visit the Wu family."
Zhang Tian murmured, his figure already entering the street.
Not long after, Zhang Tian stood at the entrance of the Archaeological Institute.
There were still many people at the Archaeological Institute.
Although archaeology was not a very profitable profession,
In this era, there were still many archaeologists, many who contributed purely out of passion.
Later, with semi-capitalization, there were very few archaeology academies or newly emerging experts.
Some people would even change their hobbies for money, let alone excavate in tombs.
Looking at the Archaeological Institute before him, Zhang Tian slowly walked over.
"Hello."
Zhang Tian spoke to the security guard.
The security guard glanced at the person and then opened the gate.
Zhang Tian was a little surprised why he opened the gate immediately upon seeing him.
However, Zhang Tian didn't ask further, as he wasn't someone who asked many questions.
Entering the Archaeological Institute, Zhang Tian headed straight for the dean's office.
After Zhang Tian entered, the security guard immediately took out his walkie-talkie.
"Young Master Zhang has entered the Archaeological Institute, please inform the Dean."
The security guard finished speaking, his gaze still fixed on Zhang Tian.
At this moment, Zhang Tian had already arrived at the door of the dean's office.
The number of experts here had visibly decreased.
They were all recent graduates, young scholars.
The oldest of these scholars were twenty-five or twenty-six, and the youngest were in their early twenties.
As for the older experts, they had clearly perished in Nanyun.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Zhang Tian knocked on the door, making a crisp sound.
As the sound echoed, the office door slowly opened.
An old man with white hair and a face full of wrinkles opened the door.
"Brother Zhang, you're finally here."
Professor Li was a little excited.
After all, so many experts had died during the trip to Nanyun, and nothing had been brought back. He had been severely criticized by his superiors.
If it weren't for the fact that he had brought back so many cultural relics before, Dean Li would have kept his position.
"Mm, I apologize. I had some matters to attend to, which caused you to wait."
Zhang Tian nodded and was then invited into the office by Professor Li.
Inside the office, Professor Li, with a stoop, poured Zhang Tian a cup of tea.
"Brother Zhang, what brings you here..."
Professor Li did not finish his sentence.
Instead, he looked at Zhang Tian expectantly.
Zhang Tian understood what he meant.
"I'm here to hand over the cultural relics we brought back last time. It's also a burden off my mind."
Zhang Tian said softly, and took a sip of tea.
This tea was likely Tieguanyin, and a rather mediocre one at that. Zhang Tian couldn't quite get used to it.
"That's great, thank you, thank you."
Professor Li was somewhat excited and thanked him repeatedly.
"By the way, Professor Li, your tea is a bit subpar. Have some of mine." 138 Reading Network
Saying this, Zhang Tian replaced the tea with spiritual water and poured a cup for Professor Li.
Seeing Zhang Tian conjuring water out of thin air, Professor Li was no longer as shocked.
"Then I won't be polite."
Professor Li laughed heartily and drank the water Zhang Tian gave him.
After drinking it, he seemed to become more clear-headed.
His eyes became even brighter.
Professor Li trembled, as if decades of cerebral thrombosis had been cured.
"Brother Zhang, thank you."
Professor Li knew Zhang Tian was helping him.
"Mm, as for the cultural relics, where should I put them for you?"
Zhang Tian nodded slightly, and Professor Li looked around his office.
"Just put them here."
Professor Li said, and Zhang Tian grunted in acknowledgment before starting to move the cultural relics out of his space.
Professor Li watched Zhang Tian's retreating figure, deeply moved.
"Thank you, Special Agent."
Professor Li silently thanked him in his heart.