Chapter 993: Speculations on the location of the antidote! To open or not to open?

Yet now that they had received such a definitive answer, they naturally knew what all of this meant.

If the antidote had disappeared, relatively speaking, they might not be able to continue down their path.

The road ahead was vast and uncertain; the true, complete form of the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac had not yet revealed itself to them.

And if everything vanished immediately after, it proved they might not even survive this night.

Perhaps other things would appear in their dreams, claiming the lives of everyone.

Just as Yang Lu had thought before, no one's nerves could remain in a state of constant tension, facing dangers that might appear at any moment, and the only thing they could do was perhaps truly accept the reality before them.

At this moment, Yang Lu did not ask Hu Bayi what the specific situation was.

She was busy walking up to Wang Kaixuan, searching back and forth through his pockets and chest, hoping to find a different answer.

But some results were already destined; Yang Lu naturally returned in disappointment. She found nothing; this antidote had indeed vanished.

Where was the answer laid out?

Where did the antidote go?

Yang Lu had observed every action Wang Kaixuan took just now; he had merely pushed open the coffin lid, and at this moment, a flash of inspiration struck Yang Lu's mind.

She thought to herself, had this antidote been dropped by Wang Kaixuan into the internal interlayer?

Immediately, she ran back to the coffin, continuously searching within the interlayer, but made no discoveries.

Hu Bayi looked at the coffin; without waiting for Yang Lu to explain, he understood what she was thinking. After all, Wang Kaixuan had only touched this area just now, and it was not on his person.

It was not on the surrounding ground either; under these circumstances, this was likely the only answer.

Yet, there was still no discovery.

A look of disappointment could not help but flash across Hu Bayi's eyes.

Shen Qiong steadied herself at this moment and subconsciously said, "Team Leader Yang, could the antidote be in that small coffin on the lower level?"

Hearing this, the two were stunned simultaneously and looked at Shen Qiong, truly unable to understand why she would have such a speculation.

Yet Shen Qiong did not take it to heart at this moment; she smiled helplessly and said, "I feel this possibility cannot be ruled out."

If it were normal times, such a speculation would be sheer fantasy, and no one would pay it any mind.

But upon second thought, Yang Lu also felt it was very reasonable!

It would be strange if nothing strange happened now; after all, they had experienced far too many bizarre things along the way.

Therefore, under this premise, many things had become unsurprising.

And now, that dilemma surged back into their hearts: whether or not to open this coffin.

Yang Lu believed that opening this coffin did not require any guidance from Zhang Lin, because the answer was laid out right there. It seemed the person who placed this coffin was waiting for them to open it; otherwise, there wouldn't have been that sound earlier.

After thinking for a long time, Yang Lu sighed, shook her head, and said, "Even if that possibility truly exists, we cannot touch the coffin now."

Shen Qiong nodded slowly. In fact, she had just said it casually; she naturally understood the stakes involved. If they opened the coffin at this moment, it was definitely not the best choice.

It was already very late, and they were extremely exhausted after walking for a day.

Amidst their exhaustion, the three arranged their night watch shifts and fell asleep one after another.

This day, they had experienced a sandstorm, the imaginary space beehive, and the collapse of the main hall of the Ancient City of Jingjue; all of this had impacted everyone's spirit in different ways.

Before resting, they still chose to tie up Zhao Young Master and Wang Kaixuan.

At present, Wang Kaixuan had not yet woken up. Hu Bayi truly hoped that after he woke up, he could be like a normal person, no longer controlled by those hallucinations. However, Hu Bayi also understood that this was merely his wishful thinking.

Everything had to wait for tomorrow to arrive. He also believed that as long as these next ten-plus hours could pass safely,

the moment Zhang Lin sat back down at the Crescent Hotel, basically all problems could be solved.

They could even head all the way to the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue.

Even if they encountered any crisis, they would have a foundation in their hearts.

Just like when they entered here and saw the coffin; if Zhang Lin had been at the Crescent Hotel at that time, they correspondingly would not have encountered so many troubles.

Nor would they be struggling with what choice to make; as long as they listened to Zhang Lin's orders, everything would be fine.

Thinking chaotically in his heart, Hu Bayi's eyelids grew heavy, and he slowly fell asleep.

At this moment, Zhang Lin could not help but breathe a sigh of relief; this was the best choice.

For them, they absolutely must not rashly open that coffin; otherwise, what would follow would be more doubts and an even greater crisis.

The key lay in the fact that the things inside the coffin seemed harmless, but the information they revealed left everyone not knowing how to choose.

Of course, as long as they opened it while Zhang Lin was storytelling, there would be no problem.

Correspondingly, Zhang Lin would provide the most reasonable explanation at the first opportunity, allowing the hesitation held in everyone's hearts to vanish completely.

Zhang Lin knew very clearly that for the current Second Archaeological Team, it was not scary for anyone to fall into madness.

As long as Yang Lu remained clear-headed, it would be fine. But relatively speaking, the things inside the coffin would very likely affect Yang Lu. As for the voice that appeared in her mind earlier, it was merely some clever arrangements left behind by the so-called First Saint Clan.

Moreover, these things were all based on the premise of the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac.

If they hadn't had that antidote appear earlier, they would have already fallen into a situation of mutual slaughter. But with the current antidote, maintaining it for one night was no problem at all.

This was also the main reason Zhang Lin could breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Zhang Lin checked the time; it seemed about right. He closed the live stream, walked out of the Crescent Hotel, and did not greet anyone.

He turned and arrived at a quiet street corner.

This was what they had agreed upon from the beginning; the moment the scene evolved on the Second Archaeological Team's side, the four people from the First Archaeological Team had already sent a signal to Zhang Lin.

Whether to meet at the Crescent Hotel still depended on Zhang Lin's arrangements!

If Zhang Lin did not have such intentions, then correspondingly, they would follow Zhang Lin's opinion and choose another place to meet.

After all, this matter had to remain secret; only Zhang Lin knew whether the others at the Crescent Hotel were trustworthy.

As for the Crescent Hotel itself, Zhang Lin actually did not have too much hesitation; the key lay in Yin Nanfeng, whose curiosity was simply too heavy.

Driven by all her curiosity, whenever she had a moment, she would keep probing him, asking if the Dragon-Patterned Stone Box had been opened, and what was inside.

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