Chapter 3079: Behavior and Mindset! Both Begin Syncing!

Absolutely not for no reason—Wang Wang Canghai at that time still naively believed that everything Zhang Lin did was completely half-hearted, or even that it was merely interfering with the archaeological team's actions.

Zhang Lin was doing it all to serve his own narrative; later he abandoned the original book list and chose to directly command two archaeological teams at the Xin Yue Restaurant to make the next choices.

At the same time, any action by the archaeological teams—as long as Zhang Lin was at the Xin Yue Restaurant—would definitely catch his attention at the first moment.

Even if the readers didn't ask, he would still look at the situation through other people's phones, then tell the archaeological teams how they should choose.

At that time Wang Wang Canghai had basically already been convinced that Zhang Lin was going up against him on purpose, or rather that he was determined to get to the things he had once hidden, and had to dig out all those secrets before he would be satisfied.

Actually, every time Wang Wang Canghai thought of this, he couldn't help but feel anger rising in his heart; in his view, Zhang Lin was simply making trouble out of nothing, and with his status and strength he could completely control the life and death of many people.

Just like himself back then, now Zhang Lin had resources in hand, had connections, had everything—so why insist on this kind of thing? Wasn't this thankless effort?

Wang Wang Canghai simply couldn't understand such a choice made by someone like this; if he were standing in Zhang Lin's current position, he would absolutely not bother with all this messy business anymore.

Instead, he would mobilize the resources in his hands, then immediately reach Archaeological Team Two, and bring Archaeological Team Two to find those instruments, and have the officials shut down the livestream directly.

Then he would complete the immortality ritual, which could also be considered a reward for himself; regardless of whether this ritual could truly succeed, Wang Wang Canghai simply didn't care—anyway, trying was always better than not trying.

Rather than just thinking about it, put it into action—this had always been Wang Wang Canghai's habit. It had to be said that this habit was certainly good, but Wang Wang Canghai had used it in exactly the wrong place; if he hadn't clung to this naive mindset, he might really have gone much further.

And these three hundred-plus years were simply because no one like Zhang Lin had appeared; whenever such a thing or person appeared—

Then Wang Wang Canghai would face the same awkward choice as now. To put it bluntly, Wang Wang Canghai's downfall today came entirely from the fact that he had been too comfortable for too long.

If only he had kept that original vigilance, and guarded against everything with the same mindset he used to guard against the Ten-Thousand Slave King, such things probably wouldn't have happened; and when Zhang Lin appeared at the very first moment, Wang Wang Canghai would have been on alert.

At that time, from the very beginning he wouldn't have held that proud attitude, wanting to have a go at Zhang Lin; instead, he would have wisely fled from all this, and avoiding Zhang Lin's edge would have been the best outcome.

But now saying anything was already too late; Wang Wang Canghai simply had no way to suppress all of this from happening, he could only watch it all helplessly.

At the same time, the efforts he made were not aimed at truly turning things around in the end—those so-called ethereal ideals, like the matter of becoming immortal, up to now, Wang Wang Canghai still thought this way.

Every time he thought of this, even Zhang Lin couldn't help but smile bitterly. Actually, Zhang Lin himself was very clear: even if he hadn't given Wang Canghai a chance back then, the other party had many opportunities to seize back the initiative, yet he stubbornly made the wrong choice every single time—this point left Zhang Lin quite unable to understand as well.

Later Zhang Lin could only tell himself that this was fate.

Wang Wang Canghai had done far too many vicious things in the past, so at this moment the heavens had to punish him—this was the final answer.

And at this moment, watching the murals in Archaeological Team One's livestream, Wang Wang Canghai didn't find it laughable, nor did he think Zhang Lin's judgment was wrong, because at the very first moment he had noticed the overall change in the oil pigments had shown a deviation, and at the same time the work further confirmed that previous answer.

If it weren't for microorganisms like eye-shaped jet in there, how could the murals have undergone this kind of change?

But very soon Wang Wang Canghai realized his mistake. Actually, speaking from the essence, what Zhang Lin had them do was nothing more than activate another layer of mechanism.

And the mural itself was also where the mechanism lay. Rather than saying that after the oil pigments were applied it was to use this form of painting to cover up what was underneath, it would be better to say it was using a mechanism to veil a layer on the surface.

In other words, this kind of thing was a purely physical change, not a chemical one; that's why the oil pigments themselves could disappear. From the very beginning when Zhang Lin gave this answer, they had been doubting it.

They didn't doubt anything else—at the very least, in their understanding, if two layers of oil pigments were placed together in the form of an oil painting, they might still be able to be scraped off bit by bit.

But if it was this kind of traditional Chinese ink-style mural, the oil pigments applied on top were absolutely impossible, because this kind of oil pigment was extremely thin, and the paint would quickly fuse together.

Even with a thousand years separating the upper and lower layers, and with something in between, it was still impossible to wash it away with water; one could only, like with Western oil paintings, scrape it off bit by bit, using this layering method to complete everything.

Yet the answer Zhang Lin gave was so simple and brutal—this was also why many experts on Archaeological Team One wanted to raise doubts, but they didn't have Fatty's courage.