Chapter 1082: Fighting to die? Don't be anxious, Mr. Zhang has spoken!

And inside the Ancient City of Jingjue, even the sea monkeys had mutated, let alone the virus.

If this virus could really mutate, then it had evolved for thousands of years. How terrifying it would be when released now, one could imagine. It might very well affect more than just these five people.

Perhaps it would be the entire Taklamakan!

Zhang Lin waved his hand and said, "I can guarantee this point: this is a chronic poison; it will not mutate."

Having received this news, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the people of the Second Archaeological Team still had time to clear the curse they had contracted.

The next moment, this person hurriedly continued to ask, "Mr. Zhang, since you know this curse, is there any way to break it?"

As soon as this question was asked, before Zhang Lin could answer, everyone showed expectant gazes.

They understood that as long as Zhang Lin nodded, it meant there was still a turning point in this matter, even if everyone knew Zhang Lin wasn't omnipotent.

He was a storyteller, not a fortune teller, and certainly not a doctor!

Perhaps there was no good way for this matter, but they still held that expectation in their hearts.

Right now, everyone just hoped that Zhang Lin could give a clear answer and not keep people in suspense. Even if Zhang Lin didn't do it on purpose, the feeling of having one's heart suspended really wasn't good.

Even if Zhang Lin said he had no way, in fact, everyone would accept it. It wasn't about the matter itself, but the result.

Zhang Lin had already done too much for the entire archaeological team. Even those who liked moral kidnapping didn't have the face to add these things to Zhang Lin's head at this time.

Everyone had figured this out. Knowing some results early was better than always being cryptic.

Therefore, at this moment, they looked at Zhang Lin at the Crescent Hotel with full expectation, hoping he could give a clear answer.

Zhang Lin naturally knew what these people wanted to hear. In fact, according to the rhythm of storytelling, this was the rhythm point. If he played coy again and directly hung everyone's appetite,

that would definitely maximize everyone's anticipation.

But Zhang Lin also understood that such a method wasn't popular.

Even if the rhythm point was controlled, some people's hearts would be lost. Playing coy could be done at any time, but not at such a life-and-death moment.

Reputation is accumulated bit by bit; this is a very long process from nothing to something.

But wanting to become a "rat crossing the street" is a very simple thing. Even just a momentary mistake, all those who revered you in the past would turn around and scold you.

Zhang Lin understood this better than anyone. For puzzles like immortality, no matter how he played coy, everyone could accept it.

But this time it was completely different.

While Zhang Lin was silent, various opinions began in the barrage.

This was also their rhythm. Zhang Lin's rhythm was based on his own ability, thereby driving everyone's curiosity and anticipation.

But the rhythm of "knowing fate" on the internet was just a matter of one sentence.

This was like the butterfly effect; once the wings in the distance flapped, it would trigger a shocking hurricane or tsunami nearby.

The reason Zhang Lin thought this way had another important reason, which was that this rhythm itself was very likely started by people with ulterior motives.

Whether it was those who coveted immortality, or Wang Canghai hiding in the dark, or even people jealous of Zhang Lin's live broadcast popularity, or even capital, it was all possible.

Although even without this identity, Zhang Lin would live as he lived, but as long as it was his thing, Zhang Lin could voluntarily give it up, but he would not allow anyone to snatch it.

【Do you think Mr. Zhang will continue to play coy this time?】

【Definitely. This is Mr. Zhang's rhythm. Have you forgotten the murals in the Tomb of the Prince of Gumo? Who knew the answer until the end?】

【You got the concept wrong. There, it only involved things later, but this time it's life and death.】

【You are moral kidnapping. In the final analysis, what does their life and death have to do with Mr. Zhang?】

【Damn! Are you sure you are Mr. Zhang's fan? Are you brain-damaged?】

【Maybe it's someone deliberately bringing rhythm.】

【Sigh—anyway, in the final analysis, these things depend on what Mr. Zhang specifically chooses.】

To say who was most expectant of Zhang Lin giving that answer, it wasn't these people watching the live stream, and even less the audience in the Crescent Hotel.

It was the other four people of the Second Archaeological Team.

Even though Yang Lu already knew that answer, and the road ahead was difficult, this was an indisputable fact.

That was, this curse could be lifted.

In the current Second Archaeological Team, Young Master Zhao's expression was the most calm, and Wang Kaixuan also had a "go all out" posture.

But relatively speaking, discerning people could actually see that Young Master Zhao's emotion was determination.

On this level, Wang Kaixuan instead fell behind.

But this time Wang Kaixuan didn't care. Hu Bayi pulled him to the side.

Deliberately lowering his voice, he said, "Old Wang, let's discuss something!"

Wang Kaixuan was stunned, but soon his eyes turned, and he immediately understood what Hu Bayi wanted to say.

The two brothers had been together for so many years; such things were naturally known at a glance.

Immediately, Wang Kaixuan raised his hand and said firmly, "Old Hu, we can discuss anything as brothers, but this opportunity will not be given to you."

If it were someone who didn't understand the situation and just heard the conversation at this moment, they would definitely think it was something good.

But this opportunity was a disguised dead end; whoever walked it could directly hang up.

Even if Zhang Lin had given them a reassurance pill before this, telling them it was definitely a chronic poison.

But the crisis of opening the coffin didn't just include these.

Many things were random, and even Zhang Lin couldn't make a 100% prediction.

Hu Bayi heard this, his brows tightly locked, and he didn't avoid anything, saying immediately, "Old Wang, I have never asked you for anything."

Wang Kaixuan grinned and said, "Old Hu, don't need to say anything. I'm stubborn now."

Usually, Wang Kaixuan listened to Hu Bayi for basically everything; the two had already formed a habit.

But facing such extreme things, Wang Kaixuan naturally spoke very extremely.

To put it bluntly, if he were to die, he would go himself; he absolutely couldn't watch his brother go up like that.

"Old Hu, this is the result obtained by drawing lots."

After speaking, Wang Kaixuan patted Hu Bayi's shoulder heavily.

Hu Bayi just wanted to say something, but Yang Lu said loudly, "The official news is here. Mr. Zhang said, the curse can be lifted!"

……. ===== CHAPTER 1083 =====