Chapter 1169

Wang Canghai was unwilling to give up; the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, still watching the live stream, yet he did not give any instructions.

The man in the suit behind him had assumed that Wang Canghai was about to resort to some more extreme measures, or even say that he would now have Jack lead these few people to their deaths.

Or perhaps use a suicidal method to perish together with the people of the Second Archaeological Team.

He would spare no cost.

But right now, Wang Canghai did not do so.

Inside the Crescent Hotel, Zhang Lin smiled and said, "Let's get down to business. Previously, I was just introducing you to this so-called method of rebirth; the medium for the soul does not exist. Now, let's return to the main topic."

The crowd did not feel bored at all, and the reason Zhang Lin said this was also to observe everyone's reactions and directly inform Wang Canghai of the current situation.

He pondered in his heart that Wang Canghai should be so angry by now that he would vomit blood; this was something Zhang Lin had anticipated beforehand!

If Wang Canghai realized at this moment that all his actions were within Zhang Lin's expectations, he would likely do exactly what the man in the suit feared: roll his eyes and faint on the spot.

Regardless of what happens later, at least in this brief game of chess, Wang Canghai has certainly lost as badly as one can lose.

Looking at the Second Archaeological Team, at this moment, people were also sighing one after another; conversely, Jack and his group showed a look of determination in their eyes.

Because they had already received orders, even if he was shocked by what Zhang Lin said or believed that Zhang Lin was just deliberately stalling for time, he did not express his emotions.

The order he received was to wait; even if Zhang Lin finished his storytelling and left today, they would not hesitate to continue waiting.

At this time, the other four members of the Second Archaeological Team all looked at Yang Lu, seeking an answer.

Yang Lu couldn't help but be stunned, then asked, "Is something the matter? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Wang Kaixuan scratched his head and said, "Team Leader Yang, let's not worry about the golden body or the soul medium for a moment. Mr. Zhang said earlier that we need to decide internally who will wear this mask, and only then can we find the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book. How about I do it?"

Yang Lu gave a helpless smile and said, "Does this candidate even need to be decided? It must be me."

This was something everyone had actually accepted, but at this moment, Wang Kaixuan still wanted to argue for it.

Wang Kaixuan's words lacked logic, but Hu Bayi stood out immediately and said first, "Team Leader Yang, you really can't be the one to do this."

"Think about it: with your skills combined with the power of the Queen of Jingjue herself, it will be very difficult for us to handle later. Under these circumstances, you might end up killing all of us."

Yang Lu shook her head slowly and said immediately, "You still haven't understood what Mr. Zhang said. Since he can control everything and suggested this method, it means he must have a very good response for what comes next."

"Since this premise exists, what is there to worry about?"

Yang Lu could understand everyone's good intentions, but now she did not want to argue about this matter.

In her view, she was the best candidate. Taking a step back, even without considering ability, at the very least, the Queen of Jingjue inside this coffin resembled her not only in form but also in spirit.

Since that is the case, she must be the one to wear the mask. Yang Lu even thought of one point: since she is a descendant of the Zhageluoma tribe, perhaps she is exactly the person the Queen of Jingjue has been waiting for.

She arrived here inexplicably, or perhaps she walked here by a stroke of fate.

Without considering the curse on her body or other matters, she is the most suitable person.

Shen Qiong did not speak at this time; she just watched Yang Lu quietly. The next moment, she also walked to Yang Lu's side, seemingly wanting to use this way to tell Yang Lu that she would always support her decision.

And Young Master Zhao did not try to snatch this spot; he wasn't afraid of death, but he was terrified that after wearing the mask, he would become neither man nor woman and end up with a miserable death.

Because Zhang Lin had already said before that the person wearing the mask must have a sufficiently strong state of mind!

Although Zhang Lin did not say what followed, they could vaguely guess that if the state of mind was not strong enough, the influence they would suffer would be far more profound than what they were seeing now.

Perhaps even Zhang Lin would be unable to wake them from that kind of illusion.

For now, one can consider this problem with the mindset of a fantasy novel.