Chapter 376

What kind of treasure could possibly have an influence comparable to the Japanese devils finding a major oil field?

An oil field rises to the level of affecting the course of a war—could this treasure be the same?

In everyone's mind, what connects to the Laojiu Sect is usually antiques.

Looking at the Japanese devils' tendency to dig everywhere, it's obvious they're also searching for something underground.

No one could think of any antique so valuable it could affect the war situation.

Even the Snake-browed Copper Fish, which records the secret of immortality, couldn't have affected the war situation in that era.

Is there anything more precious than immortality?

At this moment, the curiosity of the entire internet was ignited by Zhang Lin.

They made one assumption after another in their minds, only to knock each one down themselves.

In the end, all of them arrived at one conclusion.

There is no antique in this world that can compare to finding an oil field!

Facing the noisy doubts of the crowd, Zhang Lin showed no impatience.

He raised a hand to soothe everyone, then began to speak: "Ladies and gentlemen, please do not jump to conclusions about what this treasure is, or whether it qualifies to be compared with a major oil field."

"Wait until I've finished my storytelling before you discuss your doubts, shall we?"

Hearing this, the crowd gradually quieted down.

But most of them still watched Zhang Lin with suspicious faces.

They wanted to hear what he could possibly say!

Including Professor Liu from the National Archaeological Institute—the student beside him thought for a long time before asking in a low voice: "Professor, what Mr. Zhang is saying is getting more and more outlandish."

"It's fine when he talks about things before the late Qing, but now he's dragging it into modern times—much of that is clearly documented."

"If he talks nonsense, it'll be the reputation of our National Archaeological Institute that suffers."

Hearing this, Professor Liu frowned and looked at his student.

"The reputation of the Archaeological Institute? Is that really the first thing that comes to your mind?"

"As an archaeological researcher, shouldn't you be thinking about what exactly the treasure he mentioned is?"

"Whether that thing has fallen into the hands of the Japanese devils, and where it is now?"

"The Japanese devils are treasure-hunting in our Northeast—whatever they find belongs to us!"

"Mr. Zhang has opened up this story. Regardless of whether that thing's weight can compare with an oil field, we must recover it at any cost!"

"That is what you, as an archaeological worker, should be thinking about—not those vague, empty notions of face!"

Scolded by Professor Liu, the student stood to the side with a flushed face, wishing he could disappear into the ground.

Professor Liu fell silent, knowing in his heart that what the man said was actually the truth.

Zhang Lin now carries the title of Special Consultant to the National Archaeological Institute—whatever he says must be well-grounded.

Moreover, the stories of the Laojiu Sect have basically all found their real-life counterparts.

Although Professor Liu had never met any of the older generation of the Laojiu Sect.

He was already certain that these people and events had truly happened.

The third generation of the Wu family in the archaeological team was the best proof!

But Professor Liu had already received instructions from above not to interfere with Zhang Lin's storytelling.

This was a signal of absolute trust!

Since the higher-ups had made such a stance, Professor Liu naturally had nothing to say. He only hoped that Zhang Lin, given Zhang Dafo Ye's extremely sensitive identity, could make his story hold together!

At this point, Zhang Lin continued: "That man told Fo Ye that the purpose of these Japanese devils was not to find oil, but to hunt for treasure."

"That's why they were sneaking around, looking as if they might flee at any moment."

"Fo Ye listened, puzzled, and asked the man: How do you know all this?"

"The man smiled slightly and said: Because I am their treasure-hunting guide!"

"Only then did Fo Ye suddenly realize, and understood why this man had been able to slip silently into his barracks."

"Fo Ye did not know this man's name; he only heard the fellow laborers who worked with him call him Mr. Wei."

"The first time Fo Ye met this Mr. Wei, he noticed that although the man was dressed in rags, he didn't have to work alongside them."

"He even had a certain freedom to move about within the concentration camp."

"But the Japanese devils did keep an eye on him too—his food, clothing, and drink were no different from those of the prisoners."

"At the time, Fo Ye was still puzzled about this man's identity. A fellow worker said the man was a traitor, leading the Japanese devils to find oil."

"Although Fo Ye despised him in his heart, he took the attitude of minding his own business and paid the man no further attention."

"He never expected that he wouldn't go looking for others, yet this man came looking for him first."

"Knowing that this Mr. Wei worked for the Japanese devils, Fo Ye's face darkened as he said: You're a big shot—what do you want with someone like me who's about to die? If you lead the Japanese devils to find the treasure, you'll have all the wealth and glory you could want."

"When Fo Ye said this, he suddenly trembled all over. He looked at the man and said: Could it be that you want me to help the Japanese devils hunt for treasure? Let me tell you—not a chance! Even if I die, I'll take a few Japanese devils down with me!"

"Hearing Fo Ye so agitated, Mr. Wei merely smiled with an air of calm indifference: Who said anything about helping the Japanese devils? I'm looking for you because only you can take the treasure out."

"Hearing these words, Fo Ye froze instantly, staring at Mr. Wei in utter shock!"

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