Chapter 2707: The Sudden Phone Call! Zhang Lin Actually Gives the Other Directions!?

If it came to a face-to-face fight, Wang Wang Canghai was very confident that in pure skill he could definitely defeat Zhang Lin, but right now Wang Wang Canghai had no idea how naive and laughable such a thought of his actually was.

If he truly were Zhang Lin's match, there would be no need for all this trouble—this blind confidence, he had no idea where it had come from.

But this confidence would sooner or later be his undoing, that much was certain; Zhang Lin had no intention of arguing the point with him, nor did he want the bother of stepping in personally.

Zhang Lin firmly believed that relying solely on the archaeological team's strength plus his own command would be enough to resolve everything—after all, his deterrent presence at the New Moon Restaurant was absolutely no joke.

Just as Zhang Lin had thought from the start, even if he lent Wang Wang Canghai a hundred guts, the man would not truly fight Yang Lu to the death, unless he was willing to stake everything he had built over these three hundred years.

Looking at it from the other side, the moment Wang Hu heard Wang Wang Canghai say that, he immediately realized there was no need for him to offer any more suggestions, because those suggestions meant nothing at all to Wang Wang Canghai.

In truth, Wang Hu was also in a state of self-reproach; he felt he should have realized this point long ago, without all that messy thinking.

From this one could once again see just how hopelessly incorrigible Wang Hu truly was.

But Wang Hu ultimately would not dwell on such things; right now he only hoped to honestly follow Wang Wang Canghai, observe the star patterns in the sky during the day, and then know where the next place to head was.

And just at that moment, Wang Wang Canghai's satellite communicator rang again; Wang Hu's brow began to furrow, and even Wang Wang Canghai himself was quite taken aback.

Because no one had called that phone in a very long time—of course, whenever someone did take the initiative to call, that person's identity was basically obvious: it was Zhang Lin.

But precisely because of that, Wang Wang Canghai appeared all the more surprised; one had to know that at this point in time, Zhang Lin had absolutely no reason to contact him.

From every angle, Zhang Lin felt he already had the situation firmly in hand; Wang Wang Canghai wanted to exploit the other's pride to pull this off—once the corresponding flaw was found, every breakthrough could be pried open. When Wang Wang Canghai picked up the satellite communicator and glanced at it, it was indeed Zhang Lin.

Wang Wang Canghai first furrowed his brow slightly, then a flash of delight crossed his eyes; what he thought was whether at this moment Zhang Lin had seen something about to happen, and thus concluded that he was certainly no pushover.

So he would Will Find a Way to contact him, in order to obtain the greatest benefit for himself—if he really thought that way, Wang Wang Canghai was absolutely deluding himself again; Zhang Lin could not possibly harbor such an intention.

And the reason for calling a second time, with the interval not being too long, was only one thing: because Zhang Lin had afterwards received a message from Mr. Wang, and he did not know where on earth Wang Wang Canghai's side had reached.

Right now he was very clear that Wang Wang Canghai was already close to the position directly above where the Second Archaeological Team currently was, but on the basis of night star-gazing one could easily find the corresponding spot, whereas during the day it would slow things down.

This was also the main reason Zhang Lin made this call; the moment both sides picked up and were about to exchange a couple of barbed remarks, unexpectedly Zhang Lin's side gave him no chance at all.

He said at once: "You don't need to wander around those few markings on the Gulaluo Silver Eye—go to the marking three kilometers north of where the Second Archaeological Team went down; that spot is the best and closest entry into the Kunlun Divine Palace."

After saying that, Zhang Lin hung up the phone directly, which left Wang Wang Canghai completely baffled; he even felt his entire worldview was about to collapse.

One had to know that he and Zhang Lin were absolute sworn enemies—why was it that at this moment it was instead Zhang Lin calling him, telling him in advance how to proceed downward?

Wang Wang Canghai did admit that night star-gazing and daytime were not the same concept; although with his abilities he could still, during the day, deduce based on the patterns of cloud-layer changes and the positions of the celestial bodies themselves, relatively speaking it was absolutely much harder than at night.

On this premise, Wang Wang Canghai was not fully confident either, but he could still estimate an approximate location—using the map of the Gulaluo Silver Eye to find the corresponding spot would be enough; there was no need to go down directly.

It was possible that Wang Wang Canghai would also spend some time observing before this; he would not be so rash as to bundle all the problems together and think about them at once, for that would not only fail to solve anything, but would instead make things increasingly troublesome for him later.

This point Wang Wang Canghai understood better than anyone, which was why when Wang Hu had asked him just now, he had not shown that impatience.

Because Wang Wang Canghai was very clear that if he showed that impatience at this moment, it would make him appear even more guilty; clearly Wang Wang Canghai would not let himself fall into such a situation, and so he was convinced that handling the problem in this manner was the correct response.

But Wang Wang Canghai had never expected Zhang Lin to pull this stunt on him; at this moment Wang Wang Canghai was even somewhat at a loss, and inexplicably began to feel nervous.

He did not think Zhang Lin was playing him, because Zhang Lin never resorted to such clumsy little tricks of protesting too much; if he were to use some shoddy stratagem, he might casually point out an entrance and tell him that was the way down, when in fact it was a trap.

With an ordinary person, Wang Wang Canghai would believe the other might make such a foolish choice—but this person happened to be Zhang Lin, and under that premise Wang Wang Canghai was absolutely certain the other would not act that way.

This was also the reason Wang Wang Canghai was now carrying this nervousness, even a hint of dread; clearly Zhang Lin doing this must have his own reasons.

In other words, Wang Wang Canghai could now be certain that the path Zhang Lin had pointed out for him was ninety-nine percent correct—but what was the reason?

Zhang Lin was eager to have Wang Wang Canghai approach the Second Archaeological Team—could it be that he simply wanted to obtain that answer sooner, and so this was what Zhang Lin truly wanted? Some things were indeed terrifying upon closer thought.

Wang Wang Canghai dared not imagine further; he felt that sometimes the more one continued thinking in this manner, the more one would walk into a dead end from which there was no return.

Wang Wang Canghai had done so much, striving to shake off Zhang Lin, and finally in his own way trying to open a passage, all in order to secure a certain degree of autonomy; in the past Wang Wang Canghai had not cared about these things, because he had never felt that he had lost them.

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