Chapter 85

Looking at it now, this was a completely unnecessary action.

But in that era, ancient people often used such strange and peculiar methods to protect their intellectual property.

That master who cracked the script had ancestors who worked in this field.

There was a record of the pigment mixers' own script passed down in the family!

By comparing it with this book, it was just right to decipher the writing above.

What it actually wrote was: The color painted in the tomb passage wasn't black, but a deep blue that this mixer had researched himself; when he saw it for the first time, he was amazed!

He secretly carved these few lines of small characters just to leave a mark.

But unfortunately, due to the long passage of time, that deep blue in this Qin Dynasty tomb had long since peeled off and disappeared.

The experts at the Institute of Archaeology were all very regretful that they couldn't see what this mixer’s amazing deep blue looked like.

Now Professor Chen was repeating the same trick, putting the writing on the coffins online, just wanting to find a folk master to see if there was still such good luck.

……

At this time, in the theater of Sanqing Garden, Zhang Lin was already prepared to start talking about Old Dog Wu.

"The story of Old Dog Wu and Madam Wu, I’m afraid no one else in this world knows it besides me."

"Even Old Dog Wu’s three sons and his own grandson, he never told them about this past."

"As for the people of the Nine Gates, it’s even more impossible for them to have heard it."

"Huo Huo Xiangu and Old Dog Wu had a relationship, which I mentioned before."

"The entanglement between these two was a typical story of people in the underworld, and it’s actually no different from ordinary storybooks."

"But Madam Wu, who is still living in Wushan Residence and is seen by her grandson as an unremarkable little old lady from Jiangnan, became his pillar of support during Old Dog Wu’s most difficult times!"

"The woman who could remain by his side without leaving after Old Dog Wu experienced a series of strange encounters in the Miao border, and ultimately saved Old Dog Wu’s life."

"She is absolutely not the gentle little Jiangnan woman who only knows how to drink tea and listen to operas as described by the grandchildren!"

"Even when I learned about this past of Old Dog Wu, I once sighed."

"As expected of the dashing and romantic Old Dog Wu, it seems he could leave a romance wherever he went!"

"Even in the uncivilized Miao border, Old Dog Wu was not afraid."

"Miao girls are passionate; never mind what the Miao border rules are, get one first and talk later!"

After hearing this summary opening statement about Old Dog Wu from Zhang Lin.

The audience all began to perk up.

Following the Jinshajiang and the Yangtze River, Zhang Lin had once again pulled everyone’s attention to the Miao border!

It seems the stories of these people from the Nine Gates outside of Old Changsha City are the most exciting!

Just as Zhang Lin was preparing to continue telling Old Dog Wu’s past in the Miao border, he was suddenly interrupted by the voice of an audience member.

"Mr. Zhang, the archaeology team has released some inscription images, seeking people nationwide who can decipher them!"

"Take a look, can you understand these inscriptions?"

…….

Zhang Lin was just about to tell the story of Old Dog Wu’s romance in the Miao border when a member of the audience suddenly asked a question.

Asking him if he could understand the inscription images released by the archaeology team?

Zhang Lin had no choice but to stop, take the phone from the audience member’s hand, and look at it carefully.

When he looked at the pictures, his expression didn't change at all.

The audience below also couldn't figure out whether he knew or didn't know.

Yin Yin Nanfeng on the second floor saw this scene and excitedly changed her posture, leaning on the wooden railing to size up Zhang Lin.

She casually asked Zhang Yueshan beside her: "Do you think he recognizes these inscriptions?"

Zhang Yueshan said coldly: "Don't you think he is omnipotent? I suppose he recognizes them."

Yin Yin Nanfeng didn't pay attention to Zhang Yueshan’s sarcasm and continued: "Anyway, I’ve already looked at those inscriptions just now, and I really don't know what is written on them."

"It looks very much like the language of some ethnic minority; you also know how many ethnic groups have perished in the history of the Xia Kingdom, right?"

"Many languages have long been submerged in the long river of history; if Mr. Zhang really understands them, that would indeed be a bit terrifying!"

Zhang Yueshan also narrowed his eyes and said: "If he knows everything, I become increasingly suspicious of his identity and age."

"What kind of person could be so omniscient?"

Yin Yin Nanfeng thought for a moment and replied: "Either he was born knowing everything..."

"Or... he came from that era!"

Came from that era?!

It must be said that Yin Yin Nanfeng’s statement is very bold!

Even the Zhang family wouldn't dare claim to be as long-lived as heaven; if this unknown storyteller even knows pre-Qin inscriptions.

Could it be that he is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yueshan, who is always called an old immortal by Yin Yin Nanfeng, couldn't help but shiver.

Immortality, being undying and indestructible, is the pursuit of many people.

But if one were like him, having lived for so long, one could truly realize the terror of immortality!

……

At this moment, the moment Zhang Lin saw the inscriptions on the stage, he was actually a bit confused.

Because he understood the content of the inscriptions, but not from reading them; it was because the matters recorded in the inscriptions were clearly mentioned in the original book!

So he could state the meaning of the inscriptions.

But if the Institute of Archaeology asked him to explain the inscriptions word by word, he wouldn't be able to do it.

After all, he really didn't recognize this kind of strange writing!

Just at this moment, Zhang Lin suddenly heard the system’s voice in his mind.

"The host’s storytelling points have reached one million; do you wish to conduct a draw?"

Had he accumulated one million storytelling points without realizing it?

Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

Then he felt relieved; the Mountain-Moving Daoist’s Kui Star Kick, teaching Master Zhang to kill the blood corpse in a rage, Chen Pi hanging upside down in the Mirror Palace, the four slaughters of the Huang Kui Gang.

These various climaxes combined were enough to set off a huge wave across the entire internet!

This didn't even count the Snake-Eyed Copper Fish and the upcoming auction at the Crescent Hotel!

The collection of various storytelling-related events had already made Zhang Lin famous.

Naturally, more and more people were listening to his storytelling online!

This also allowed him to accumulate one million storytelling points in a short period, which could be used for a King-level draw.

Zhang Lin didn't hesitate and said directly in his mind: "Draw!"

Not long after, the system responded: "Congratulations to the host for consuming one million storytelling points to conduct a King-level draw."

"The prizes drawn this time are: Proficiency in all categories of languages and scripts, Moon Gate Ancient Color Trick Soul, and the Fa Qiu Finger!"

Just like the first draw, this King-level draw also had three rewards.

It’s just that judging from the literal meaning, the second reward seems to have less gold content than the first.

In the first draw, Zhang Lin obtained the complete version of the Zhang Qilin bloodline, which doubled his physical fitness.

There was also the personal version of the Nine-Death Shocking Tomb Armor, which brought his defense to a terrifying level.

The last item, the Unloading Ridge Leader’s Small God Peak, was a sleeve sword that could be used as a conventional weapon.

It could be said that all three rewards were things Zhang Lin desperately needed.

But in this second reward, Zhang Lin couldn't quite understand why "Proficiency in all categories of languages and scripts" could be listed as a prize in a King-level draw.

Until the system explained: "Host, all categories refer to various species such as humans, beasts, ghosts, corpses, etc."

"With this skill, the host can communicate with all things in the world, and can even understand the language of plants."

"As for script proficiency, it is an addition based on language."

"As long as it is a language that can produce writing, the host can understand it!"

Hearing this explanation, Zhang Lin was a bit excited!

Looking at it this way, it’s no wonder this reward was listed in the King-level draw prize pool.

This is simply an essential skill for archaeological research and tomb raiding that lasts a lifetime!

No matter what language is carved in an ancient tomb, as long as it is a script that has formed on this planet, Zhang Lin can not only understand it but also read and write it!

Even if he didn't tell stories, just using this one skill alone, he could become a world-renowned linguist.