Chapter 2382

Zhang Lin wouldn't blame them for having such thoughts; one can hold such thoughts to watch the fun. But if you stand up and label yourself as doing nothing wrong by doing this, then it becomes a mistake. This is a question of a dialectical perspective.

Because what is wrong is not indifference itself, but those who promote indifference. That was why Zhang Lin got angry and expelled this person from the Crescent Hotel.

The people at the Crescent Hotel naturally obeyed Zhang Lin's arrangements completely, because they were also very hateful toward this person who asked the question. Regardless of whether he was sent by others, at least this kind of smart-aleck and self-righteous posture could absolutely not attract anyone's liking.

Based on this, they stood up without hesitation, wanting to replace the security guards to complete the corresponding task. But this person shook his head, revealed a cold sneer, then hummed, and turned to leave.

Zhang Lin didn't even look at him, but Yin Nanfeng arranged a task for Sheng Sheng Man. This person right now definitely had some special identity. Even if he wasn't sent by the Wang family, he was definitely intentionally causing trouble for Zhang Lin.

The weirdness in today's storytelling came from these audience members. Even Wang Canghai, who was watching the live broadcast, frowned slightly at this time. Admittedly, the other party raising this question was helping himself.

But he knew very well that whether it was the current Wang family or himself, or Wang Cen or Su Nan, no one could be sent to the Crescent Hotel to interfere with such questions.

Moreover, even if there were people, they wouldn't receive a reply immediately. This was meaningless. Precisely because he was clear about this point, Wang Canghai was even more suspicious now.

Whether it was Zhang Lin or Wang Canghai, they were actually very worried that a third party would rush into the game between the two. Of course, this was Wang Canghai's own thought; Zhang Lin didn't mind these.

What he truly minded as the so-called third party only came from a higher level, such as King Wannu. And whether there was the shadow of King Wannu behind all this, Zhang Lin wasn't sure yet.

After all, only Wang Canghai knew those secrets. If he was willing to uncover them, Zhang Lin could analyze them through these so-called secrets, and perhaps provide himself with a relatively satisfactory answer.

But now he could only continue to explore along with the development of the archaeological team, whether it was the Second Archaeological Team solving the curse or the First Archaeological Team truly entering the hinterland of the Cloud Top Heaven Palace.

All these answers might reflect the final appearance of King Wannu. And what kind of existence is King Wannu itself? Where did it come from?

These matters were all waiting for Zhang Lin to uncover step by step.

The things he originally understood were not necessarily the truth, and what Wang Canghai knew might be what Zhang Lin cared about. This is the so-called information gap.

If Zhang Lin always stuck to his original cognition and didn't expand his vision, he would only make his path narrower and narrower. Zhang Lin was more certain of this than anyone else.

Since that was the case, then Zhang Lin would naturally act boldly in subsequent matters, rather than being as cautious as Wang Canghai thought, or arrogantly not caring about anything. Zhang Lin would never go to these two extremes; that was a choice made by people who had no way out.

Now he had many paths to take, whereas for Wang Canghai, it was having no choice. And for Zhang Lin, it was how to choose. Among various choices, Zhang Lin could choose what he had mastered.

Make an optimal plan. By then, whether it was Wang Canghai or King Wannu, or other things that had never appeared in this world...

... Zhang Lin could handle them very easily.

This person was kicked out, and the Crescent Hotel instantly became quiet. And it was precisely at this time that the Second Archaeological Team received the news, but no one cared.

Every time one or two people who liked to show off appeared at the Crescent Hotel, this was too normal.

After all, Zhang Lin's fame was so great now, and a tall tree catches the wind; there would always be a few people who didn't fear death. And Wang Kaixuan was indeed quite curious about this matter. He also had suspicions, thinking that this person might really have been sent by the Wang family. He wanted to ask Yang Lusi's thoughts.

Just when he wanted to ask, Yang Lusi's ears moved, and many people with good skills also moved their ears. They had always been sensitive to sound, especially in this place and at the current position.

Using Zhang Lin's statement, they could understand it as a mirage, which meant that all this was virtual, just that Zhang Lin hadn't given that certain answer yet.

But after Yang Lusi heard this sound, she quickened her pace.

The next moment, an "Ouch" came from behind. Everyone looked back subconsciously, only to see Uncle Ming fall directly to the ground.

Perhaps Uncle Ming also heard the sound just now, or perhaps Peter gave Uncle Ming some reminder, which made the other party so nervous.

A look of disgust appeared in everyone's expressions again.

Uncle Ming naturally didn't have anything; on one hand, he was frightened, and on the other hand, he was indeed tripped by a small stone step. He subconsciously supported the ground with his hand, but felt a stinging pain in his palm, thinking it was something that had pressed against him.

After being helped up by Peter, Uncle Ming subconsciously looked at his palm, and apart from a red spot on the palm, there was nothing. Uncle Ming shook his head and didn't care, just thinking he was unlucky.

And he only thought this kind of red spot was because he had touched something that faded, so it stained his hand.

Walking forward along the direction of the sound, just at this time, Uncle Ming sniffed and said subconsciously, "Peter, did you smell it? It seems to be the smell of beef."

In such a difficult environment in this tomb, everyone ate compressed biscuits; no one could bring all kinds of fish and meat inside.

Even if they had such ability, in most cases, they brought some survival equipment. After all, they were here to explore the tomb, not for a picnic.

No one would joke with their own lives because of eating and drinking problems, even Uncle Ming's group was like this.

But this didn't mean Uncle Ming wasn't greedy when smelling such fragrant food.

He even started drooling involuntarily. After Peter saw this scene, he hurriedly reminded, "Boss, this is a tomb, the Evil Luo Sea City; how could there be the smell of stewed meat? Don't let your imagination run wild!"

Actually, Peter didn't say uglier words. Even if there really was such a thing here, it was absolutely some kind of trap, and it couldn't be touched easily. If one had such thoughts, it could only lead to sacrificing one's own life and others' lives together.

…………………………………….