Chapter 2725: Extreme! Would Rather Fight Than Compromise?

Wu Tianzhen slapped his head, thinking he'd assumed Fatty had understood all this before, but who would have thought he'd now come out with these messy opinions again—yet Wu Tianzhen's attitude was extremely firm.

He immediately shook his head and said, "Absolutely not. I can't make this trade on anyone else's behalf!"

That was Wu Tianzhen's thinking. Watching the livestream on his end, Zhang Lin showed a helpless smile—for him, this was something he had never anticipated at all.

At the same time, at the very beginning Zhang Lin had assumed Wu Tianzhen would be able to understand his approach; within the bounds of reality, such people were few and far between, but now it seemed his own thinking had gone fundamentally wrong.

It wasn't that Wu Tianzhen couldn't understand—even before this, Wu Tianzhen should have analyzed and grasped the true meaning of his approach. The reason for the deviation was that instinct was still driving Wu Tianzhen to carry that suspicion.

And once that suspicion disappeared, Wu Tianzhen would carry out Zhang Lin's plan more thoroughly from start to finish. However, Zhang Lin didn't like this kind of person who swung between two extremes—jumping from one extreme to another.

Doing so would not only fail to help what he had to do afterward, it would even bring serious consequences. Zhang Lin had already said this before, but so far, at least Wu Tianzhen hadn't caught on. Thinking of this, Zhang Lin unconsciously sighed, and at the same time he had no intention of intervening any further.

The next moment, Zhang Lin shook his head. Everything was in a state of going with the flow—if Wu Tianzhen could catch on, then things would proceed according to the script they'd set earlier.

If he couldn't catch on, although the script would be temporarily swapped, in the end they'd reach the same destination by different paths. In any case, they had to go down into this tomb, and these people only had a few hours to explore the path ahead.

The argument happening now was merely laying the groundwork for the few hours afterward when Zhang Lin wouldn't be giving instructions, and Zhang Lin felt such groundwork was still necessary.

So being straightforward now would not only do them no harm, it would actually bring plenty of benefits. Since that was the case, Zhang Lin would naturally calm his mind and quietly watch.

Only now most of Archaeology Team One probably still hadn't caught on—they were still using their own arbitrary way of thinking to consider the problems that would follow. Under that premise, it would be strange if no accidents occurred.

Wu Ya quietly watched all of this. Standing in the distance with arms folded, the emotions in his eyes kept shifting as he thought over whether the things Zhang Lin had said to him carried any hidden subtext.

And if there was such subtext, could he now change his former thinking and intervene or mediate from within? Wu Ya knew that his main duty in Archaeology Team One was essentially to act as a messenger.

Once he no longer needed to pass messages, Wu Ya felt he had no reason to stay in Archaeology Team One. Earlier Zhang Lin had also given him corresponding orders: the moment anything happened within Archaeology Team One, he was to report to Zhang Lin immediately.

Wu Ya was also a firsthand witness to when the other group would arrive and what choices they would make—he absolutely could not let that group seize control of the pace.

That was the meaning Wu Ya had read between the lines of Zhang Lin's words. However, faced with Fatty's current situation and the overall position of the three from Archaeology Team One with Wang Cen, Wu Ya couldn't help feeling a bit dazed.

She didn't know what choice she should make next. Wu Ya muttered to herself—perhaps no choice at all could solve the current problem. Things were no longer within a pace she could control; everything had gone off track.

And Wu Ya was definitely not the one to mediate in the middle. Thinking it over, she silently shook her head, not even letting out a wistful sigh, because sighing at this moment was pointless—it couldn't solve the fundamental problem.

Wu Ya was very clear on this point. Under that premise, she could only quietly watch everything, and wonder whether afterward someone would suddenly appear and calm the whole situation down.

But the more she thought about it, the more she felt her idea was really too naive—how could someone just suddenly appear out of nowhere to mediate and resolve everything? That was a pipe dream. And the moment Fatty put forward this suggestion, Wu Tianzhen rejected it on the spot.

This caused Fatty to step forward again, getting closer to Wu Tianzhen. As the two locked eyes, a sense of indignation rose between them. Anyone who saw this wouldn't doubt for a second that the next moment the two would come to blows—and that was probably the outcome no one wanted to see.

But that was how things stood now. Even if they disapproved, they had to accept this reality. Faced with such a reality, someone had to step up to salvage or pull back the pace—otherwise, even if they didn't fight, the situation would just deadlock.

Neither Wu Ya nor Zhang Lin, who was watching the livestream, wanted things to get worse.

Seeing the two were about to really come to blows, Wang Cen forced himself to speak again at this point: "You'd rather fight than let me go down first? Captain Wu, what exactly are you thinking?" This was the part Wang Cen understood least, and he was also convinced Wu Tianzhen had absolutely no reason to make such a choice—wasn't that more loss than gain?

His own worthless life being thrown in was one thing—although Wu Tianzhen had reservations because of the situation on Zhang Lin's side, in the end Zhang Lin hadn't personally issued any corresponding orders about what should or shouldn't be done.

If that was the case, then Wu Tianzhen only needed to act as if this matter didn't exist. Why insist so stubbornly, making it so unrewarding and unappreciated? Doing so would only make things harder to handle—such a simple principle, even an idiot could figure it out.

But right now Wu Tianzhen was being so stubbornly blind—that was the main reason Wang Cen couldn't understand. Yet Wu Tianzhen used such a firm attitude to express his thoughts, and no one could change them. Since that was the case, Wang Cen had said all he was going to say.

Seeing Wu Tianzhen unmoved, he sighed, took two steps back, and stopped intervening in the matter.

Actually, in the past, if they hadn't reached this kind of genuine cooperation, everything happening now would instead have made Wang Cen's heart bloom with joy, and he would have kept fanning the flames.

Rather than trying to smooth things over. But now things were different. Still, Wang Cen had at least done his best—or so he believed. The current situation was just that delicate; no one could stop it from the middle.

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