Chapter 3170: Broken Jar Smashing Itself? Or Scheming in the Dark!

"If we don't do it now, once Mr. Zhang arrives at New Moon Inn tonight, he'll give us the exact same advice. If you don't believe me, we can place a bet on it."

After saying this, Fatty fixed Wu Tianzhen with a burning gaze, and that look left Wu Tianzhen at a loss — he had never seen Fatty so certain about anything.

In other words, even though Fatty's eyes had always shown a kind of confidence, it was always blind; but this time, anyone who knew him would notice that, although he couldn't explain it, the confidence was absolutely real.

This left many people baffled, but no one pressed the matter — they all trusted Wu Tianzhen to ask on their behalf and get a clear answer.

Wu Tianzhen shook his head helplessly; at this point he couldn't figure out what Fatty was thinking, so he could only be straightforward.

He asked at once: "Fatty, can you tell us why you're so confident? You should know that method could very well bury all of us here!"

There wasn't a trace of joking in those words, and the fact was exactly so — if one were to use violence lightly, whether outside or inside the tomb, it wouldn't matter much, as long as the amount of explosives was kept at a relatively stable level. But here, surrounded by snow mountains, with such a heavy snowfall just having ended—

The place was perpetually sealed off by heavy snow, so the result of a blast was easy to imagine — even a three-year-old who had ever heard of an avalanche would never do such a thing.

This was why everyone failed to understand why Fatty was so confident; they were even muttering to themselves that even if Zhang Lin were here to hear Fatty's words, he would certainly gape in disbelief.

Yet Fatty insisted that Zhang Lin, if he knew all this, would absolutely support him, and he was trying to gauge Mr. Zhang's thoughts from his own perspective — which in itself was taboo.

The others didn't mock him only because he was one of the trio from Archaeology Team One; otherwise, even Wu Tianzhen wouldn't have given him a pleasant look.

But Wu Tianzhen knew Fatty was absolutely not the kind of person who shot in the dark at a critical moment; besides, that smile of his meant he had already seen through everything.

In that case, as long as what Fatty said was reasonable, Wu Tianzhen would naturally let him try. After all, these matters had long been decided, and apart from bravely taking that step and making the attempt, they had no other choice.

Right now Wu Tianzhen needed Fatty to explain the details, not just vaguely claim he had confidence — that wasn't enough to convince everyone. As Fatty's brother, he could support him unconditionally, and Zhang Tianshi felt the same; but if he truly couldn't convince the crowd, there was no way to answer to the officials either.

Wu Tianzhen believed Fatty understood this simple truth, so he wouldn't make things hard for him.

And after Wu Tianzhen asked this question, everyone's gaze turned to Fatty, as if waiting for him to give a relatively suitable answer.

Who would have thought that Fatty would next shrug his shoulders, grin, and say: "Why be confident? Didn't I already say — even if Mr. Zhang were here, he would absolutely find a way to do it this way."

Upon hearing this, the crowd nearly passed out on the spot; they truly hadn't expected Fatty to be so shameless — invoking Mr. Zhang was one thing, but to this extent?

This was a result none of them had anticipated; exchanging glances, they all shook their heads helplessly.

Wang Cen also waved off his own men — at this point, if anyone dared to mock Fatty, that person would be his subordinate. The members of Archaeology Team One didn't have that kind of nerve.

He was afraid the matter would get too complicated and cause Fatty to lose face, which could very well cause their previous cooperation to fall apart along with it.

He could still grasp the priorities here; otherwise he wouldn't have been so hung up on the fact that the other party didn't trust him.

But in the current situation, fundamentally speaking, whether Wang Cen restrained his men or not no longer mattered — even Wu Tianzhen wore a wry, helpless expression, and that alone proved how utterly unacceptable Fatty's remarks just now had been.

The next moment, Wu Tianzhen shook his head with a bitter smile; he had already lost count of how many times he had been this helpless, but there was truly nothing to be done — who could blame him when Fatty had spoken to such an extent?

As Fatty's brother, he wanted to cover for him, but in the end he simply couldn't find the right words. This was likely to become a foregone conclusion — or perhaps Fatty hadn't meant it that way.

So the next moment Wu Tianzhen said at once: "Everyone, let's—"

Wu Tianzhen had only gotten that far when Fatty immediately raised his hand, stopping him from continuing.

From Fatty's perspective, if Wu Tianzhen were to pass final judgment on the matter, then what he'd said before would be no different from farting. But right now Fatty still hadn't grasped the others' feelings — everyone had already taken his words as nonsense.

Yet Fatty clearly intended to persist, and Wu Tianzhen's brow furrowed deeper and deeper; he couldn't understand what Fatty was insisting on, because to him it was all a clear case of protesting too much.

In terms of brotherly feeling alone, he would absolutely trust Fatty one hundred percent, but sometimes the other's wild ideas really did weigh on a person.

Take what he'd just said and his current insistence, for instance — so Wu Tianzhen hurriedly gave Fatty a look, telling him not to cause any more trouble; things were nothing like what he imagined.

Even if he wanted to follow Zhang Lin's thinking, or solve the problem with a peaceful attitude, this wasn't the way to do it. There was always a compromise to be found — no need to act like a broken jar smashing itself.

That's right — in the eyes of the others, Fatty had gone a bit mad. Even though everyone could see that Zhang Lin wanted them to be more independent and stop getting tangled up in all that messy, disorganized stuff—

But even so, there had to be a limit. Using this method within a reasonable scope to solve the problem was sensible; if one only thought about taking the initiative without considering the consequences, that was irresponsible.

Wu Tianzhen was more certain of this than anyone.

Yet Fatty shook his head and still said: "Why can't you understand what I'm saying? This is a plain surrounded by three snow mountains — the chance of us triggering an avalanche isn't that high. So all we need is a directional blast; we don't have to blow the whole place sky-high!"

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