Chapter 3335: Take the Initiative! There Is No Other Choice Now!

He didn't care about the doubts of others, nor about those betrayals—at least now Wang Canghai could devote himself wholeheartedly to everything he needed to do, and having a squad like Wang Hu's was already enough.

And at this moment, when Mr. Wang saw this scene, his expression indeed froze, while a flicker of hope reignited in his heart. He felt this was the chance heaven had given him, because with Archaeology Team One in such a state, Zhang Lin now had only two choices.

Either strike straight to the point—Zhang Lin directly contacts Wu Ya in the simplest way, then has him pass the phone to Fatty. Whether it's a furious tirade or cutting straight to the heart of the matter, in any case, the moment Zhang Lin speaks, everything will return to a very peaceful state.

That is one option.

The second is the hope Mr. Wang felt he had seen—he hadn't forgotten he still had a group of people hidden in the shadows, ready to appear at any moment.

Earlier he had even suggested letting these people serve as mediators, but Zhang Lin had outwardly agreed only to refute it immediately after.

At first, Mr. Wang had assumed Zhang Lin was merely feinting, hoping to use such a tactic as a diversion—in other words, the reason for that choice was mostly for show, performed for Wang Canghai's benefit. But over the past ten-plus minutes, Mr. Wang's thinking had changed considerably.

The reason lay in Wang Canghai's current location. According to the intelligence he had received, Wang Canghai had already reached the hinterlands of Kelami Mountain, and under that premise, he should have already lost the livestream signal.

Even taking it ten thousand steps back—if Wang Canghai really was still watching the livestream through some means—what he'd be focused on would ultimately be Archaeology Team Two's livestream, never Archaeology Team One's.

The logic here was very simple: even if Wang Canghai could afford to ignore everything else, at the very least he had to take responsibility for every step he took now. Given that, he should know better than anyone where his focus should lie.

It was definitely not on Archaeology Team One's side, but on Archaeology Team Two, led by Yang Lu.

Once there was any movement on Archaeology Team Two's side, Wang Canghai could at least use it as a point of comparison and then formulate a response. Yet instinct drove Wang Canghai to still hope none of this would deviate in the slightest—Archaeology Team Two continuing at its previous pace.

Looking at Zhang Lin's choice from the other side, regardless of which response Wang Canghai might make, Zhang Lin shouldn't have used this matter to deliberately put on an act for Wang Canghai. If one were to say it was for preparedness, Mr. Wang would believe that logic in anyone else, but when it came to Zhang Lin, Mr. Wang couldn't believe it one hundred percent.

Because from Zhang Lin's current position, there was simply no need to do that. Everything was already under his control—why bother with such thankless tasks? If others found out, they might even start to question Zhang Lin's original decision.

So before this, Mr. Wang had already had other thoughts. The reason Zhang Lin had become like this—or rather, had not made the choice that seemed most logical—was absolutely because he had already anticipated the current situation unfolding.

And the probability of that was not small. Given that, Zhang Lin would certainly settle for the next best thing: rather than say anything at all, he wouldn't let things go off course. That much was certain.

Of course, following this line of thinking, Mr. Wang had also considered another point—the other reason Zhang Lin was acting this way ultimately came down to trust.

Perhaps for Zhang Lin, trust was always a luxury; he wouldn't give it lightly to anyone, and so he didn't believe the Wang family could keep its promises. That was the essence of the matter.

And once he saw through this so-called essence, Mr. Wang was not only undespairing, but felt even more grounded. Ultimately, he believed he also knew perfectly well what Zhang Lin would do.

Given that, how to respond seemed very simple. But later Mr. Wang realized he had ultimately been wrong—as if the gears of fate had turned once more. Mr. Wang never in his wildest dreams imagined he could be this lucky, but soon his mindset collapsed again.

Because Mr. Wang suddenly realized that even if he saw such a scene, what could he do about it? First of all, Zhang Lin simply wouldn't be threatened by him—because Zhang Lin's instruction was simply that he didn't want to use his own way to remind Fatty of Archaeology Team One not to do such foolish things, not that he couldn't. That was a fundamental difference.

If Zhang Lin truly had no way to stop it and was facing a collapsing situation, then the advantage Mr. Wang held would be very great.

At the same time, the choices he could make using such a method were many. But now, if that phone call were made, Zhang Lin would sense the threat, immediately find it utterly ridiculous, and then hang up directly.

One must remember that Mr. Wang had also believed Zhang Lin would leave him one last sliver of hope, which was why he had held on until now. If he pulled something like this, clearly that last hope would be squandered by his own hand.

At that point, no matter what was said, it would be meaningless. He didn't want to see such an outcome, nor did he want this situation to arise and cause the plan he had already formed to fall apart.

Thinking and thinking, Mr. Wang couldn't help but sigh. The trusted subordinate hurriedly said: "Mr. Wang, if we now order our people to step in as mediators directly, things will definitely turn out differently."

Hearing the man's words, Mr. Wang first shook his head. And this trusted subordinate seemed very anxious, constantly muttering to himself: such simple logic, he himself had figured it out—why hadn't Mr. Wang figured it out yet?

Could this be the true meaning of being blinded by what's right under one's nose? Or had Mr. Wang truly grown old now, unable to grasp the pros and cons involved? That would only be natural.

But ultimately, all these "naturally"s needed the most perfect explanation and accounting. Right now, Mr. Wang didn't just represent himself.

Even if he planned to burn his boats, first clean up the situation within the Wang family, then lead the remaining people to carve out a new world—clearly there was a better way to handle all this, so why insist on going for broke?

Perhaps those most loyal to the Wang family never cared about their own lives, nor saw anything unworthy in dying for the Wang family. Even clearly aware of Mr. Wang's mistakes, they would still march to their deaths gladly—that would be the best proof of faith. But ultimately, there was no need to fight to the death in this way now.

Besides, if their deaths bought nothing, brought no value whatsoever, then what meaning would there be in what came after? That was what this trusted subordinate was thinking at this moment.

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