Chapter 1073: A curse! Does it truly exist, or is it just a delusion?!

This was what Wang Kaixuan was most worried about; he was terrified that he hadn't understood the true meaning behind it.

Yang Lu, however, shook her head at this moment. The reason her expression had changed so abnormally was not because of anything else.

It was simply because of the two words: "the curse."

Because she herself was related to this kind of curse, and this curse had been weighing upon her for more than just a day or two.

It had been like this since she was a child.

Yang Lu only maintained this wide-eyed state for a fleeting moment, and then a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.

She immediately said, "It's nothing. I just thought of some other matters, unrelated to what Mr. Zhang is talking about."

Since Yang Lu said so, they naturally believed her; at this juncture, they couldn't afford too much suspicion.

Otherwise, it would throw everything into chaos. They were focused on preparing the liquid Zhang Lin had mentioned, and the next step was the slow process of pouring it.

Of course, before that, they still had to thoroughly clean the stone platform, just as Zhang Lin had instructed.

There wasn't much speculation about the curse within the Second Archaeological Team.

The key was that Yang Lu had suppressed the topic in time; she really didn't want everyone in the Second Archaeological Team to know that she was carrying a curse.

And it wouldn't be good for this matter to be transmitted out through the live broadcast lens.

After all, many people had ulterior motives. If it were known that she carried a curse, she might very well become an experimental subject, just like Lou Wan of the First Archaeological Team.

Even though she was the leader of the Mountain-Moving Sect, Yang Lu understood at the very least that the reverence some people showed her was only superficial, and there were those who harbored malicious intentions.

She didn't want to invite trouble out of thin air, which was one of the reasons why Zhang Lin helped Yang Lu conceal this matter.

Under this premise, the curse Zhang Lin mentioned had absolutely nothing to do with Yang Lu.

The reason he spoke this way was simply because of the events brought about by the curse itself.

But the viewers in the live stream and the listeners of the book didn't think so; this matter had been fermenting in both places for a long time.

Even those watching the live stream were wide-eyed at this moment.

They truly couldn't accept such a reality; the matter of a curse was nothing more than something many people had imagined.

No one had ever thought that this thing actually existed.

【The curse couldn't really exist, could it?】

【What are you babbling about? Mr. Zhang is just using this as a figure of speech.】

【This so-called curse is ethereal and illusory.】

【I think so too; it's just a delusion. A curse cannot exist.】

【This was imposed by the instinct of the Queen of Jingjue. She was just that kind of old hag, so this is normal.】

【That's not the tone Mr. Zhang is using.】

【Don't overthink it. Is scaring yourself fun?】

At the Battle of the Crescent Hotel, everyone looked at each other. Their emotions were actually the same as those of the viewers watching the live stream; they didn't know where this curse came from.

And whether it truly existed. If all this were real, they wouldn't even know how to conduct themselves. Under this premise, some things had to be clarified.

This was what they needed to do right now, and it was a matter of utmost importance. Many people even associated it with the previous Tomb of the Prince of Gumo.

If the true intention the Prince of Gumo wanted to convey came from this kind of curse, then everything made even more sense.

A Corpse-Fragrant Konjac only represented the incarnation of the Queen of Jingjue. Perhaps what the Prince of Gumo wanted them to destroy wasn't the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac itself or the Queen's coffin, but for them to resolve the corresponding curse after opening the coffin.

If these things had been passed down for thousands of years, then many people would be affected. Even if the black sandstorm buried the Ancient City of Jingjue, sooner or later, the curse would affect everyone.

No one wanted to watch this curse break through the earth and endanger the majority.

Even if they weren't saints and didn't take supporting the common people as their own responsibility, some things still shouldn't happen.

Zhang Lin naturally knew what they were thinking, but he didn't interrupt at this moment, just letting the matter continue to ferment.

He understood that as long as these people didn't discuss a rough, self-imagined result, they would absolutely not open their mouths to ask him.

Because the things involved in this matter were too vast, including those official personnel.

They were now full of doubt and shock, not understanding whether the curse Zhang Lin spoke of was a delusion or a real existence. If this matter hadn't been said by Zhang Lin, they wouldn't have such concerns.

They could have completely dismissed it as nonsense; without a shred of evidence, the authorities wouldn't believe it.

But since these words came from Zhang Lin's mouth, the official personnel also began to get nervous. They were terrified that everything after the Ancient City of Jingjue would become a problem.

And if even Yang Lu couldn't solve it, that would truly be a dead end.

After all, Zhang Lin wasn't the one leading the team in person; he could only provide corresponding commands. Now that the Queen of Jingjue's coffin hadn't been opened yet, if this layer of the curse held true, and if it couldn't be destroyed at the same time the coffin was opened, then the curse would also spread.

The form of this curse was very likely to exist in the form of modern science. The authorities thought more deeply than they did.

That was, it came from bacteria; it might be some kind of trace bacteria spreading out, thereby imposing this curse. Some things were brought about by disease, and this spread was very likely to be more profound than they imagined.

At this moment, everyone in the official circle was watching the live stream, because this matter involved too many people. And at this time, someone at the Crescent Hotel finally raised their hand and asked, "Mr. Zhang, is the curse you speak of true or false?"

Zhang Lin smiled slightly and said, "How should you define this 'true' and 'false'?"

At this moment, Zhang Lin couldn't help but play coy. When some people talked about such things, their expressions would change immediately.

Often, it came from that layer of fear in their own hearts, but Zhang Lin understood that sometimes fear couldn't play any corresponding role.

They could only figure out the facts and then think about how to deal with them; that was the correct path.

If they blindly immersed themselves in fear, whether before or after, the efforts made would be in vain. Zhang Lin understood this better than anyone.

Under this premise, Zhang Lin wanted to state this topic step by step, rather than placing the answer directly before their eyes. If he did that, even if everyone seemed to accept the result, they would still harbor extreme speculation in their hearts.

This was a kind of original sin of humanity. Sometimes, if you make things a bit more convoluted, it will instead dispel their suspicions. If you deliberately simplify things, these people will instead fall into a state of constant self-doubt.

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