Chapter 3168: What Are You Laughing At? Don't Tell Me You're Going to Lose It Again?

But ultimately, things weren't really like that, and this couldn't be blamed on Wu Tianzhen being petty or small-minded—after all, the other party simply hadn't handled things thoroughly enough before, which inevitably led to Wu Tianzhen's current suspicions.

In the end, all of this had nothing to do with him as the team leader; in fact, holding such thoughts was being responsible for Archaeology Team One. Giving Wang Cen time to think—who knows, after seeing something else or being influenced by something, Wang Cen's mindset might change.

There was a possibility that some mysterious person had inexplicably made a phone call, throwing Wang Cen off balance; another possibility was that there was something like corpse-bug pills inside Tiangong.

Or perhaps some poison capable of controlling a person's will, carrying on Wang Wang Canghai's will. If such a situation arose and the controlled person came from within the archaeology team, Wu Tianzhen was confident he could handle it.

After all, he carried that most deeply ingrained mindset in him—as long as it was properly guided, the person's memories could likely be awakened. This wasn't Wu Tianzhen borrowing trouble; remember, Fatty had only been scratched by a fox last time, yet went through something like that.

So inside Tiangong, there really might be such a thing—what would they do when the time came?

And whether something like this would also be affected by the hot springs—when they left earlier, they had already collected some of the spring water and the mud from the bottom.

Hopefully this stuff could offer some help for what they needed to do next. None of this was ordered by Zhang Lin—it was Wu Tianzhen's own initiative.

But from Wu Tianzhen's own perspective, things weren't very optimistic. Based on his analysis, he believed it was the hot spring as a whole that worked, not just part of it.

In other words, if someone had been poisoned by a similar mental toxin and they wanted to detox them, what they needed to do wasn't make the person drink the spring water or smear the mud on their face.

Instead, they had to take the person to the hot spring—just like they did with Fatty back then—and toss them straight in. Only that could solve it once and for all.

But right now the hot spring wasn't here; it was a world away. They couldn't just teleport someone over from a distance, so all these ideas were unrealistic.

Every time he thought of this, Wu Tianzhen couldn't help but sigh. Even though everyone was working now, Wu Tianzhen looked up at the layers of red clouds in the sky, imagined what would happen later, and shook his head.

Whether it was borrowing trouble or being overly cautious, Wu Tianzhen simply couldn't control his thoughts right now. Even the others had to admit such things might happen—only Zhang Lin, up above the New Moon Inn, could truly give Wu Tianzhen a reassuring answer.

Tell him whether these things could actually be avoided, or whether he really didn't need to think about the upcoming problems this way—it was pointless.

It would only drag him into endless mental exhaustion. Better to obediently continue his previous thinking and press forward—only then could he get the final answer.

Actually, the reason Wu Tianzhen had fallen into this misconception—or even if he knew it was a misconception and couldn't pull himself out—was simple: Archaeology Team One was, more or less, somewhat idle.

The official missions he had brought with him didn't seem so important right now. The key was that he didn't have the sense of mission and urgency that Archaeology Team Two had.

Most people in Archaeology Team Two had been cursed—anyone who came out of the Ancient City of Jingjue was the same—and Ada, who followed them later, had also been cursed accordingly inside the Worm Valley.

Under this premise, they shared a common will and a common sense of urgency, and it was precisely this urgency that drove them to be more united than ever.

Perhaps at first this unity was driven by the curse itself, but as time went on and the situation changed, this united will became a passive persistence—they would never forget exactly why they had come all the way to this place.

Looking at Archaeology Team One, their experience was completely different.

Just as Wu Tianzhen was lost in thought, someone suddenly said, "We just can't dig through this!"

All of Wu Tianzhen's thoughts were broken by that sentence. He instinctively looked toward the ice layer, and the one speaking was one of Wang Cen's subordinates.

At this moment, Wang Cen wished he could kick the man, because at a time like this the worst thing to say was discouraging words. The subordinate could naturally tell that Wang Cen was in a bad mood.

So he hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Boss, I'm not talking nonsense. If you don't believe me, take a look yourself—it's really like this here, we just can't find any point to start."

Wang Cen snorted coldly and said sharply, "Don't we have something to melt ice? Spray it upward!"

Clearly Wang Cen hadn't gone down to see the actual situation, so he had no idea about the awkward problem they were facing right now.