Chapter 3054

Actually, calling him Fatty isn't wrong—the key point is that this mural is indeed layered.

Between each layer, there's no connection at all; they're presented entirely separately. So when someone says it's some kind of map, everyone shook their heads vigorously.

Only Zhang Tianshi stood not far off, quietly watching the mural itself. He seemed to want to find an answer in it too—or perhaps the map Wu Tianzhen mentioned. If even Zhang Tianshi hadn't discovered it, that would be quite a joke!

After all, Zhang Tianshi is the other pillar of Archaeological Team One besides Zhang Lin. If even Zhang Tianshi couldn't see through the situation, then Wu Tianzhen's so-called discovery was very likely just his own wishful thinking and didn't exist at all.

But no matter how high the accuracy rate of their current discussion's conclusion, it still wouldn't become an ironclad fact, because everyone had already silently agreed on one thing.

Whatever they discussed needed Zhang Lin's approval. This was another major role Zhang Lin played at Crescent Restaurant for Archaeological Team Two—because everyone would judge or speculate about things using their own thinking.

When there's no intermediary who can use their absolutely authoritative answer to judge everything, their discussion would inevitably end in disagreement.

Even if they could reach a consensus, it would waste a lot of time. So Zhang Lin at Crescent Restaurant sometimes also served as a referee. These past days, Zhang Lin had set aside his original book catalog and devoted himself entirely to helping the two archaeological teams keep moving forward.

Of course, he also recognized this was the situation everyone wanted to see. Telling stories is for listening to them, and listening to stories is for experiencing another person's journey—even feeling that sense of immersion, they'd find it very thrilling. So now, what could be more immersive than what these two archaeological teams were going through?

Before, they could only see what was happening on the periphery. Now, things were happening at the core—including Archaeological Team Two finally breaking the curse and so on. All of this declared one answer: they had to pay attention at every moment, especially after Zhang Lin went to Crescent Restaurant—it was even more so.

Looking at Fatty at this moment, he thought the same as all the listeners. The news from Crescent Restaurant coming through his Bluetooth earpiece was especially scarce today, which made Fatty extremely frustrated. And now with this kind of doubt on top of it, it made him even more annoyed.

Fatty realized this mural was completely different from the analogy Wu Tianzhen had made. Normally he might have kept asking questions, but this time Fatty seemed to have lost all patience.

The next moment, he walked right up to the mural, wanting to look at it from a closer distance. Still finding nothing, he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

Then Fatty said, "I say, this mural really doesn't record anything. Tianzhen, your guess doesn't seem very reliable!"

Wu Tianzhen shrugged, thinking to himself that if Mr. Zhang were at Crescent Restaurant right now, he could clear his name right away.

He believed the words Zhang Lin had said earlier definitely had another meaning. Of course, this was another reason Wu Tianzhen was certain the mural was a map.

At first, when he saw the mural, Wu Tianzhen hadn't reacted. But after Fatty's offhand remark and the words Zhang Lin had said earlier at the closing, Wu Tianzhen was suddenly enlightened and immediately realized something!

At the same time, he was also certain this matter definitely wasn't that simple. If it weren't for Fatty being poisoned, Wu Tianzhen believed Zhang Lin would subtly have influenced them to enter this hot spring as well. Actually, if they just thought back now, they should understand that during the process of going down beneath that four-legged dragon—

—and then finding the hot spring, what had happened in that whole sequence?

It wasn't just curing Fatty's poison and finally discovering the mural. Most importantly, during this process, it made Wang Cen take a different path and choose to stand on Archaeological Team One's side. Perhaps to Zhang Lin, or to Wu Tianzhen, this was more important than anything.

It's just that Zhang Lin could arrange this whole series of plans and tell everyone how to proceed afterward, while Wu Tianzhen could only watch it all happen helplessly, unable to help. Wu Tianzhen felt very ashamed about this—after all, he was, for better or worse, the leader of the archaeological team, and now he could only grope completely in the dark.

But afterward, he figured it out too. Rather than feeling ashamed like this, it was better to properly cooperate with Zhang Lin's subsequent arrangements. The officials had no presence now; the archaeological teams only cooperated wholeheartedly with Zhang Lin. Besides him, they wouldn't give anyone face—the officials had already seen this clearly before.

But because they had self-awareness and knew the stakes involved, they ended up being very obedient about it and didn't voice any different opinions.

And Fatty looking at the mural in this way now—Wu Tianzhen shook his head and said nothing. After all, Mr. Zhang wasn't here, and convincing Fatty was very difficult, even though the two were brothers who shared life and death.

Fatty was just that stubborn. Unless Wu Tianzhen could use his own way to make Fatty understand that what was contained within was correct—but although Wu Tianzhen had this thought, he soon gave a self-mocking smile.

The idea was certainly correct, but Wu Tianzhen could only say it was something to be grasped intuitively, not conveyed in words. He had figured out the general idea.

Figuring this matter out and being able to explain it in your own words were completely different concepts, so at this point Wu Tianzhen didn't want to keep arguing about it.

The next moment, Fatty still couldn't make sense of it, so he simply raised his hand directly. The instant his finger touched a spot on the mural, Fatty froze!

He instinctively jerked his hand back quickly and saw the paint from the mural stuck on his hand. Fatty turned pale with fright, hurriedly stepped back, and thought to himself, Have I seen a ghost?

You have to know Fatty was the kind of person who was naturally bold. His strength might not rank first on the archaeological team—at least Zhang Tianshi was still ahead of him—but when it came to guts, Fatty feared no one.

………………………………………….