Chapter 10: Dragon Bone Relic

From Marvel, Starting as a Genie

After obtaining extraordinary abilities, Johnson started experimenting like a child who had gotten a new toy.

"I should continue to work for Kingpin, looking for the so-called Dragon Bone Relic."

The pocket watch stopped in place, with no movement.

This is... unclear direction? Or beyond the divination limit?

Johnson, who had no teacher, was a bit uncertain. Immediately, he changed his phrasing.

"There will be danger if I continue to work here."

The pocket watch swayed clockwise, representing that danger indeed existed. Johnson was a bit nervous.

"This danger has a high probability of endangering my life."

The pocket watch stopped for a few seconds, then continued to sway clockwise, but the amplitude was much smaller.

Might die!

Johnson stood in place and fell silent for a while. After figuring out something, he looked at the pocket watch and continued to divine.

"Working here is beneficial for contacting other favored ones of the Genie."

The pocket watch vibrated slightly. It was another manifestation. Johnson didn't understand what this meant.

Was it because it involved the Genie's favored ones, so the divination was blocked?

Johnson prepared to test it. "The Genie's favored one is in Kingpin's team!"

As soon as the words fell, bursts of stinging pain emerged from Johnson's brain. This was the restriction set by Ding Hao. Trying to cheat would have a penalty, and each time would be more severe than the last.

A few minutes later, wiping the sweat from his forehead, Johnson recovered, but there was still a bit of dizziness in his head. This wasn't caused by Ding Hao's penalty—his penalty had no aftereffects—but was caused by excessive consumption of spirituality or, in other words, mental power.

Putting the pocket watch into his breast pocket, Johnson rested for a while, cleaned up the ritual site, and walked out of the room. He didn't intend to continue doing this anymore.

After going out, Johnson found the person in charge of this exploration mission directly. "The data that has been explored is on my desk. I will return the advance payment and items to you, and the breach of contract fee will be transferred to your account..."

Before Johnson finished speaking, the person in charge's expression was a bit wrong. "Professor Thomas, is there something we did that is not to your satisfaction? If you bring it up, we will solve it immediately."

"No, no, it's just that I have something to deal with at home," Johnson continued. "I don't intend to bet my life in this place. I've only just come into contact with mystery; I have to live well to continue pursuing the wider world behind it."

"Specifically what matter is it? We can help solve it. You shouldn't just leave like this," the person in charge continued to persuade.

Johnson still intended to refuse, but just as the words were about to come out, he suddenly felt a stinging pain behind his back. Someone was staring at him with malicious intent.

Various information gathered, analyzed, and judged in his brain quickly. The words Johnson spoke immediately changed. "I'll be honest with you: the work intensity is too high. I've already over-fulfilled the scheduled mission. You shouldn't have let my apprentice come over to urge me early in the morning. What's wrong with resting for a day?!"

The person in charge looked at Johnson's feigned angry appearance and breathed a sigh of relief. "It's our fault, it's our fault. You rest, you rest well today. You just need to give us the locations according to the plan every day. We will never let anyone urge you again."

"That's good. Then I'll go back to rest first. Hmm, come find me tomorrow afternoon," Johnson pretended to be satisfied and turned to leave.

After returning to his room and closing the door, Johnson leaned against the door and gasped. He had already felt that something was wrong.

"After I complete the mission, they will kill me. They never intended to let me leave."

Johnson, bearing the discomfort in his brain, continued to divine forcibly.

The pocket watch in his hand rotated clockwise, with an extremely large amplitude, indicating that his divination this time had very high accuracy and a very clear direction.

After obtaining this information, Johnson began to ponder.

I only have a certain probability of dying; there is a high probability I will encounter danger, but these people intended to kill me in the end from the beginning.

Then that means someone stopped their behavior in the end, or other actions interfered with their thoughts.

Additionally, Johnson also realized something wrong: if it was just to find dinosaur fossil relics, it shouldn't have reached the point of killing him, a famous archaeology professor.

So there must be other hidden secrets in this.

Suddenly, Johnson remembered another thing. "There is surveillance in my room. There are listening devices in my room."

The pocket watch rotated counter-clockwise significantly. Johnson suddenly realized.

Right, if there really were such things, he would have been discovered when he started the divination. And the Genie had appeared—even if there were, they should have been solved by the Genie casually.

Realizing that he had performed a meaningless divination, Johnson's heavy brain collapsed, and he fell into a coma.

Several hours later, Johnson woke up from the bed, holding his brain that was aching unbearably.

Johnson, who didn't dare to divine rashly anymore, decided to let things take their course. Leaving early was death, but staying according to the normal plan still gave him a chance of survival.

Day after day passed. Because the exploration person in charge hadn't obtained any progress, he was already a bit dissatisfied with Johnson.

There was no other way. Johnson had to secretly use divination to screen the several locations he had already selected.

Soon, with the assistance of mysterious power, a location was found.

"Dinosaur fossil, look, it's a dinosaur fossil!" Johnson looked at the corner slightly exposed from the soil and shouted loudly.

The exploration person in charge above the pit heard this sentence, and his expression changed directly from joy to speechlessness, and finally even became a bit impatient.

Who wanted to find dinosaur fossils? That thing wasn't very valuable and couldn't be sold openly.

Just when the person in charge felt that Johnson was of no use, he suddenly heard Johnson *tsk* from below.

"Professor Thomas, is there a problem?"

Johnson took a deep breath. He was already nervous to the extreme. He displayed all the acting skills he had accumulated over so many years.

"This dinosaur fossil is a bit strange..."

"Strange? Strange how?" It had to be wrong for it to be useful! A simple dinosaur fossil was of no use!

"Its shape is similar to most fossils, but the hardness, feel, and some other sensations are very different. According to reason, having been buried underground for so long, it shouldn't be like this."

A flash of inspiration hit the person in charge. "Do you mean it's relatively young?"

Johnson accurately grasped the keyword. "Young, right, it's young. If not for the soil quality around it and other parts of the fossil, I would have thought it was actually a dinosaur that died only a few hundred years ago."

The person in charge was a bit excited to hear this. When he came, Kingpin had given him some instructions.

"Eh, by the way, you also have talent. You grasped the focus immediately. Do you want to be my student?" Johnson looked at the person in charge and said with a smile.

"No, no, I'm clueless about learning. That, Professor Thomas, can you judge what thing affected them?" The person in charge continued to ask enthusiastically.

"I don't know." Johnson shook his head, then pointed forward. "But judging from the situation of these few fossils found now, if something really affected them, it should be in this area."

"But it will take some time to find it."

"No rush, no rush, we are not in a rush. You take your time," the person in charge continued.

Johnson smiled, looking down at the dinosaur fossil in his hand, pondering other things in his heart.

Although he didn't know what these people were looking for, he had already released such an obvious signal to the outside world. If there were really other forces secretly paying attention, they should be able to know. ===== CHAPTER 11 =====