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Chapter 1269

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He had also spent hundreds of years researching and exploring the matter of becoming an immortal. Although he had not yet found a specific method, Wang Canghai was very clear that it absolutely existed in reality and could not be questioned in the slightest.

It was just that he himself had not yet succeeded!

But now, Zhang Lin was adamant that becoming an immortal did not exist, which instantly gave Wang Canghai a sense of superiority.

Leaving other matters aside, Wang Canghai had felt very frustrated more than once before.

It had even once caused him to lose all confidence.

The things Wang Canghai had racked his brains for, calculated every step, and researched for hundreds of years seemed to count for nothing in Zhang Lin's eyes.

For anyone else, their mental state might have collapsed directly. Now, hearing Zhang Lin say this, Wang Canghai finally truly regained the state he had at the beginning.

However, Wang Canghai still wanted to confirm one last time, then asked, "Zhang Lin, are you really so certain that becoming an immortal doesn't exist? You should know that not everything in this world can be understood by you."

Zhang Lin naturally understood what Wang Canghai was going to say, and a mocking smile could not help but tug at the corner of his mouth.

He immediately said, "Do you think this kind of probing is interesting? If you are obsessed with seeking your own death, don't drag others into it."

"Oh? How so?" Wang Canghai seemed to become interested all of a sudden.

Zhang Lin chuckled and said, "Looking at history, over the five thousand years of time, there have been plenty of kings and nobles who wanted to become immortals. Which one succeeded?"

Longevity! Becoming an immortal!

These two things, which seem completely different, are actually equated by many people.

Even in the eyes of many emperors in the past, as long as one obtained immortality, it was no different from becoming an immortal.

But only clear-sighted people like Zhang Lin and Wang Canghai knew best that these two matters covered the most essential differences. Immortality was still influenced by external forces, leading to the eventual collapse of the body.

But the so-called becoming an immortal directly changed the concept, and the whole person was reborn along with it.

Wang Canghai shook his head. At this moment, a look of disappointment suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he immediately said, "Zhang Lin, are you sure you aren't joking with me, or using these words to dig a pit for me?"

This was what Wang Canghai was most puzzled about right now. In his view, to obtain immortality, or to be vastly different from ordinary people, or even to want to obtain what ordinary people cannot obtain,

one had to slowly turn oneself into a complete madman.

Of course, the so-called madman was a concept in the eyes of others; in their own eyes, they were top-tier geniuses, kings who could truly control everything.

Originally, Wang Canghai thought Zhang Lin was exactly the same kind of person as himself. But now, Wang Canghai's thoughts had changed suddenly. If what Zhang Lin said just now was truly from the heart,

then Wang Canghai would only think he was wrong—he had misjudged Zhang Lin!

How could the other party be the same kind of person as him, considering problems with such ordinary thinking? It was truly unacceptable to Wang Canghai.

Even if both of them were now well aware that as long as the archaeological team was still in the tomb, and Zhang Lin was at the Crescent Hotel, it was not just the action of the archaeological team itself; it also involved the game of chess between the two of them from afar.

The moment Wang Canghai made the first phone call, this result was already destined.

This was also one of the main reasons why Wang Canghai dared not be very certain.

And Zhang Lin, hearing Wang Canghai's question, only smiled slightly, then hung up the phone directly. He did not want to continue chatting with Wang Canghai.

Even if he had those theories about becoming an immortal, Zhang Lin believed they were absolutely wrong. Even if he had discovered certain signs, it would not hinder the subsequent matters at all.

The key was that Zhang Lin was very clear that if Wang Canghai had really obtained that result, or if he had successfully obtained the methods for using the Dust-Suppressing Pearl and so on,

Wang Canghai would not be so impatient and make some extreme choices after this. And Zhang Lin understood very well that if he really wanted to fulfill his dream of becoming an immortal, relying solely on the Dust-Suppressing Pearl would certainly not be enough.

Now, Wang Canghai issuing such a temptation was clearly digging a pit for himself.

Zhang Lin would certainly not have such trust in Wang Canghai. More or less, for Wang Canghai himself, the position he was in now was very awkward. It wasn't that he was surrounded by enemies, but that some people who were originally well-hidden had been discovered by Zhang Lin.

Wang Canghai thought he had been exposed inadvertently, but for Zhang Lin, all of this was a kind of inevitability within an inevitable result.

Zhang Lin could guess what kind of reaction Wang Canghai would have later, or any response he would make. The reason he still answered this call was just to toy with Wang Canghai.

The more patience the other party lost, or the more he thought he had grasped some initiative, the more effective it was for Zhang Lin.

Next, all of Wang Canghai's action routes were under Zhang Lin's control. He no longer had many choices. Under these circumstances, Zhang Lin was naturally lighthearted.

Seeing Zhang Lin hang up the phone so decisively, Wu Ya instinctively felt a trace of surprise.

On the other end was Wang Canghai! If she didn't know the other party's identity, that would be one thing, but now, regarding Wang Canghai, Wu Ya's face was full of astonishment.

Even if she had already digested those pieces of information just now, the result was the same for Wu Ya. The key was that this Wang Canghai had been manipulating things for hundreds of years, and topics like immortality were all under his control.

Now Zhang Lin seemed to be very dismissive of Wang Canghai, which was the main reason why Wu Ya was so surprised.

She couldn't help but want to ask a question, but just as she was about to speak, she saw Zhang Lin slowly stand up and realized that the time was probably up.

It was time for Zhang Lin to take the stage. He said it was ten minutes, but arriving early was nothing.

The Second Archaeological Team was about to open that result at this moment.

And as Zhang Lin walked onto the Crescent Hotel, sat down, and began to tell the following story again, that slip of paper was destined to be opened.

Seeing this action by Zhang Lin, Wu Ya naturally didn't ask again. Zhang Lin walked slowly onto the Crescent Hotel.

On the other side, Wang Canghai was full of astonishment. He couldn't imagine why Zhang Lin would hang up his phone directly at this time?

Wang Canghai took a deep breath involuntarily, and the man in the suit behind him felt suspicious and uncertain.

At this moment, his overall cognition of Zhang Lin had been raised to another level.

This person, Zhang Lin, was simply too unfathomable. Hanging up Wang Canghai's phone twice in a row—what did this mean? It seemed self-evident.

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