Chapter 134

"It's, it's a streamer, the kind you see online. He's in Tibet, at the eastern foot of Mount Ximalaya, and he discovered..."

95. (3/7) In the distant eastern snowlands, there exists a kingdom of the Divine Clan (Begging for monthly tickets and self-subscriptions)

"Snowlands..."

"Mount Ximalaya..."

Professor Fei Xiaoqing's face had already turned red.

The people around saw this scene.

They knew this could not continue.

Coercive measures must be taken; otherwise, excessive excitement in this situation would be extremely dangerous for the professor.

One person stepped forward to turn off the television.

Professor Fei saw it and raised his hand directly. "Do not move!"

No one dared to move.

Professor Fei lay on the pillow, breathing heavily.

His mind swayed slightly.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable! I never expected! It truly exists! It truly exists!"

"Professor... do not get excited. Do not think about these things for now. Your health..." A middle-aged man beside him advised.

Professor Fei coughed slightly a few times.

He could no longer remain calm.

"This is a great discovery... for nearly half a century, do you know how many scholars have wandered through those dusty old papers, how many days and nights..."

"Shibao on the peak, the totemic double wings!"

"The totemic double wings!"

"I must go to this place..."

Hearing the professor say such a thing, everyone was terrified.

"Professor, absolutely not! Your body can no longer withstand such exertion!"

"Professor, Liu De is already rushing to the scene! If you have any instructions, you can speak directly to him! We have also mobilized relevant scientific expedition teams to assist. There is no need for you to go in person!"

Hearing these words,

the professor finally calmed down a little.

"Please connect me to Xiao Liu."

Professor Fei Xiaoqing was indeed a grand master.

Even facing a ward full of juniors, even while critically ill, he still used the word "please" when speaking.

Everyone directly connected to Professor Liu De, who was currently in Tibet.

Professor Liu De answered the video call immediately.

Upon seeing his mentor's old and weak face, Professor Liu De was overcome with grief. The moment the word "Teacher" left his lips, tears began to flow.

Professor Fei Xiaoqing wore a smile on his face, still so kind and gentle.

"At your age, why are you still shedding tears? Liu De, you have made no progress..." Professor Fei Xiaoqing said with a smile.

"Yes, Teacher!" Professor Liu De wiped his eyes and said respectfully.

He paid no heed to his own students and others still in the car.

"Teacher, this matter—" Professor Liu De began, but saw Professor Fei wave his hand.

"I already know about this matter, and I have already seen it."

"Teacher, Shangri-La! It is truly Shangri-La! It is the place described in the Tocharian text summaries that Professor Ji doubted before his death!" Professor Liu De said excitedly.

Professor Fei smiled and nodded slightly.

"But, Xiao Liu, one must see to believe. You are currently on your way, are you not?"

"Yes, Teacher! After this streamer passed Lasa, he should have traveled for about two hours, following the main road all the way. I can basically determine the general area!"

Professor Fei Xiaoqing nodded.

"Xiao Liu, be safe. Tibet is a holy land, but it is not gentle." Professor Fei said.

"I remember, Teacher!" In front of his teacher, Professor Liu De, in his sixties, suddenly became the obedient student of years past.

"There is one thing, Xiao Liu..." Professor Fei struggled to sit up again.

"Please speak!"

"Regarding the Tocharian text translated by Mr. Ji before his death, the authoritative material we currently have is indeed Mr. Ji's research translation from before his death, but that should have been fourteen or fifteen years ago. At that time, I was conducting tentative research on it." As Professor Fei spoke, everyone listened silently.

"It is laughable to say, but after several years, there was almost no progress."

"However, history is full of coincidences. I found a connection in terms of chronology. There is a period of history from the 1930s and 1940s. Do you remember? I once discussed that period of history with you."

Professor Liu De thought, and suddenly remembered.

"Teacher, are you referring to the incident in 1938 and 1943 when the Third Reich secretly sent people into Tibet?"

Professor Fei Xiaoqing nodded.

"That is correct, it is that period of history."

"Do you remember, at that time, regarding that period of history, the document I mentioned to you?"

"Are you referring to the photocopied document currently housed in the Western University History Archives?"

"That is correct," Professor Fei Xiaoqing nodded. "The photocopied document taken by an archaeologist from the Eastern Country when he visited the Third Reich at the end of the last century, captured at the German National Museum in the Third Reich."

"Xiao Liu, do you understand what I am saying?"

"Teacher, I am on my last legs and will never have the chance to go in person again. What I say to you today, you must remember. You must go and look again. You must remember my words..." Professor Fei, having spoken too much, began to pant.

The people nearby began to urge him to rest.

On the other end of the video, Professor Liu De was also slightly stunned.

He understood that his teacher was hinting at something to him.

This matter was very important!

"Teacher! I understand! I will contact Western University right now. Please stop talking and rest for a while!"

Professor Fei Xiaoqing nodded.

After Professor Liu De bid farewell to his teacher,

the convoy of their scientific expedition team continued to speed along.

They had already passed Lasa.

Ahead, after a two-hour drive, lay the spot where the streamer had gotten off the vehicle.

But this was only a rough estimate.

Immediately following this, Professor Liu De contacted Western University as instructed.

A file was transmitted over the network to the computer in their vehicle.

After receiving it, Professor Liu De opened the file.

It was a collection of photographs.

These photographs were the photocopies of materials captured at the German National Museum by Chinese archaeologists from the Eastern Kingdom during their visit to Deyizhi in the 1990s, as mentioned by Professor Fei just now.

Professor Liu De's eyes grew a bit blurry.

"Hu Ya, come here and read the content on these photographs for me."

"Yes, Teacher!" The female graduate student Hu Ya stepped forward, opened the images, and began to read.

"... The following materials are from the secret report submitted to Hitler by Captain Eichard Clemens after his return to Germany in the winter of 1943; the text was recorded by the secretary at the time, Rahe Maria..."

"... We pursued that golden-haired Tibetan mastiff for over ten days and arrived at a place of breathtaking scenery."

"It was a scene beyond my imagination. It is hard to believe that such a vast plain could exist at the foot of Mount Ximalaya, appearing even more expansive than our entire Deyizhi."

"... Traveling across the snowlands was extremely difficult. That golden-haired Tibetan mastiff finally vanished into the sunset. The moment it disappeared, I witnessed a scene unforgettable in my life!"

"It was a pair of wings, a wing totem, towering high into the sky. I could not determine the direction, so I could only call it the position where the sun rises."

"These wings are consistent with the information we previously obtained from that lama."

"He once said that in the distant Shangri-La, there stands a temple."

"On that temple are the wings of heaven; it is the place where the divine race resides, where people live forever, generation after generation..."

"This temple."

Hu Ya suddenly stopped.

"Read!"

Professor Liu De commanded.