Chapter 220: This is Called a Safe Transfer

The Square Body gate is certainly not yet open.

When establishing a connection with a Mijing, the Mijing will shift, but at least the Mijing Space Stone in front is still inside the Square Body, which is relatively stable. It is just uncertain whether a connection can be established with it while the Square Body has not yet opened.

The moonlight on the Gobitai penetrated the tent.

Chen Shu's heart grew increasingly calm.

After his consciousness sank completely, images suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The hillside beneath his feet had gentle curves, the grass was lush and green, and in the distance was a city skyline blurred by dust and mist, and distant snow-capped mountains dyed crimson by the setting sun; amidst the gentle breeze, a voice arose:

"Dew from tonight is white?"

"The moon is brighter in my hometown."

"The bright moon rises over the sea?"

"We share this moment at the ends of the earth."

"A cup of wine in the peach and plum spring breeze?"

"Ten years of lamps in the rainy night of the rivers and lakes."

The breeze suddenly vanished, the green grass stopped swaying, and this world solidified instantly; after a few short seconds, it shattered into countless pieces, turning into light dust.

Eighteen Mijing floated before Chen Shu's eyes, the spaces within them open to him.

Eleven of them were already open; some contained many modern military supplies and equipment, some contained a small elite unit, some contained warships or bombers, and some contained a research base. Furthermore, seven seemed not yet open; besides one that contained a model of a city similar to the one in his dream, the other six all stored many books, heavenly treasures, ancient Artifacts, and so on.

As his cultivation progressed, Chen Shu gradually gained more autonomy during this process and was no longer so passive.

These things were almost within his reach.

But he still could not actively choose which Mijing to establish a connection with; to accept one meant accepting all Mijing, but this was clearly unrealistic. So he calmed his mind and focused, resisting the Mijing's attempt to throw themselves into his arms while concentrating his energy to aim his gaze at those six Mijing during the short time they did not yet belong to him.

Each one had many heavenly treasures.

Chen Shu felt he could empty them out right now.

"No..."

The force of the Mijing throwing themselves into his arms was so great that he could barely resist; time did not allow him to pick and choose or sweep them clean.

Fortunately, he knew quite a bit about this and had even entered a Mijing himself, knowing that the containers for each type of relic were different.

For example, Artifacts were often displayed on shelves, or placed individually in boxes of just the right size, and some were casually thrown on the ground or piled together. Books were in large wooden boxes of a uniform specification. Among the heavenly treasures, most minerals were piled up randomly, while a few special minerals were stored together with Spirit Plant products in the same style of wooden box, one size smaller than those used for books.

Chen Shu aimed first at those boxes that were clearly not for storing books or Artifacts, using his Fifth Stage strength to employ the Summoning Technique, gradually sweeping them into the Crystal.

A little time remained!

Chen Shu grabbed some things at random, took them directly into the Crystal, and then decisively severed the connection.

It was a close call.

"Sigh..."

He actually felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

It was like a little girl tugging at your sleeve, insisting on going home with you, yet you heartlessly push her away. Or someone insisting on giving you a gift, having already stuffed it into your pocket, yet you take it out and throw it on the ground.

One can only say sorry to the fellow countryman's good intentions.

Chen Shu opened his eyes.

There was faint movement outside.

Listening carefully, he could not hear clearly, but combined with his guesses, it should be that other Mijing had shifted, which was detected by the Yi and Lan countries, who then notified this side. The personnel from both countries who were cracking the Square Body gate here had all paused their work, and then big shots from both countries seemed to have arrived to investigate the anomaly.

The Duqin Fangti had just opened when the Mijing produced an anomaly; it was easy to make people think of the opening of the Yuanzhou Fangti last year, and subsequently associate the Mijing anomaly with the newly emerged Square Body. At this moment, this place was certainly being highly scrutinized.

Chen Shu was not flustered; he only sank his mind into the Crystal.

What could be determined was that the space inside the Crystal was completely different from the Mijing and Space Stones of this world—the Crystal was completely bound to him, and he could move and arrange the items inside the Crystal at will just by thought, and this function was not achieved through a combination of Spells.

There were at least a hundred boxes inside the Crystal.

Chen Shu opened them one by one.

Very good—

Most of them contained heavenly treasures of the Spirit Plant variety, a few were minerals or naturally formed objects, mixed with a small number of art pieces. The last few boxes he had thrown in at random contained art pieces and several Artifacts, including Swords, guns, and armor.

The light penetrating the earth-yellow tent seemed to have increased a little.

Is it going to be dawn?

Chen Shu then closed his eyes again.

It was a pity the two countries reacted too quickly, otherwise he could have done it again and taken more items that, while not necessarily useful, were valuable enough.

Be content...

Contentment brings happiness.

Chen Shu comforted himself thus.

The next morning.

A group of historians sat on small stools, crowded into a large tent, with soldiers guarding firmly outside.

Chen Shu held a steamed bun, his spirits not very high.

He had only slept for two hours last night.

Cultivators did not have such high requirements for sleep; if one was used to it, not sleeping was not a big problem, but the prerequisite was to be used to it—Chen Shu's current state was that his body was fine, but his heart always felt as if something had been left undone, which was a bit uncomfortable.

In front, an official from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was speaking:

"We have reached a consensus with Lan Ya. After everyone enters today, first conduct an inventory of the cultural relics, and then we will begin selecting in batches.

"We have the priority to select; according to the count, we can take away half of the items. If books are in sets, one set counts as one item; if they are single volumes, then one volume counts as one item. For the same minerals, one hundred kilograms counts as one item.

"After we finish selecting, the Duqin Government and the Watcher will select.

"My colleagues and I are laymen in this regard; you are the experts. Which items have higher value is entirely up to the experts to decide. We hope that you experts can select the most valuable half of the items, and we will directly possess their ownership. Among the remaining half, we also hope you can mark their value, and for those with higher value, we can still obtain them from the Duqin Government through negotiations."

Upon hearing this, Chen Shu knew that the Mijing likely already belonged to Lan Country.

The Lan Country people's negotiation skills are quite good.

However, thinking about it carefully, besides this Duqin Fangti, a total of eleven Fangti have appeared in the world so far. Five of them are within the borders of Yiguo. Including the Mijing unearthed in the two surrounding countries, Yiguo now controls seven Mijing. Of the remaining four, Yaoguo has two, a major northern power has one, and Lan Country—as the only human superpower currently capable of opposing Yiguo—only has one Mijing, which is truly quite meager.

Of course, this does not mean the value of the Mijing to Yiguo has decreased, nor does it mean Yiguo would be more willing to accept handing over the Mijing to Lan Country at the negotiating table; it just means Lan Country's attitude toward the Mijing will be more resolute and less willing to step back. Plus, since this place is indeed very close to Lan Country, Lan Country itself has the advantage, and a stalemate would do more harm than good for Yiguo.

As for what other chips were exchanged in the background, Chen Shu could not know.

The person in front continued to speak:

"In addition to those extremely precious cultural relics, we hope that all experts can also prioritize those extinct, high-value Spirit Plants and their fruits, roots, and seeds, as well as some minerals and Heaven and Earth Essences with strategic value in the modern era. We will provide a list, and there will be designated personnel following everyone inside."

"What if we can't choose?" a professor asked. "Everything inside the Fangti is worth a fortune; it's hard to choose."

"We have considered this as well... If you really cannot choose, we can concede some items and list them separately. The Duqin Government follows right after us, choosing before the Watcher, so we can hand the list to them and let them help us bring these items out."

"That works."

The experts with decision-making paralysis all breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Shu, meanwhile, took a bite of a steamed bun without changing his expression—

No need to trouble everyone with the dilemma; I have already moved all the heaven-sent treasures to a safe place in advance, and I will never let them fall into the hands of the Duqin people or the Lan Country people.

"Then let's go in. By the way, if you experts have a keen eye and discover something inconspicuous that is actually incomparably precious, I hope you can manage your expressions slightly, because experts from Lan Country and Duqin will also be entering with us."

Once these words were spoken, the experts started a commotion.

"I don't know how to act..."

"I don't either..."

"Then what do we do?"

"Just keep your mouth shut. You're wearing a mask, so your face can't be seen."

A group of people with an average age over fifty walked out of the tent with laughter and chatter.

The Shengzu Cube in the mine ahead had already opened, and a pale red barrier blocked the gate. Because one had to enter the Fangti from top to bottom, and the height of the Fangti was a full two hundred meters—comparable to a small hill—and the experts were not all Sixth Stage Cultivators, a floating Spell platform had been set up.

Two hours later.

The expert delegations from both Yiguo and Lan Country, plus the people sent by the Duqin Government and the Watcher to join in the fun, totaling over a hundred people, entered the Fangti.

The internal space here was the same as the Yuanzhou Fangti; there was still a stone platform in the center of the ground, with a palm-sized irregular stone floating above it. Beside it was a Stone Tablet facing the east gate, emitting a faint white light, and many boxes of various sizes and some scattered objects were placed around it.

Every single item was worth a fortune.

Chen Shu even heard the sound of the Duqin Government and Watcher armed personnel beside him gasping.

Looking over, their gazes were mostly fixed on the gold, silver, treasures, heaven-sent treasures, and scattered ancient divine weapons; they had little interest in the items and books that looked plain and unremarkable.

For them, these were indeed the only things that were valuable.

It had nothing to do with their vision.

A country currently considering its own survival is destined not to put too much energy into history and culture.

"..."

Chen Shu pursed his lips and aimed his gaze at the Stone Tablet.

With the help of the mask's night-vision function and his own self-activated night-vision Spell, the internal space of the Fangti was as bright as day in his eyes.

Chen Shu circled to the front of the Stone Tablet again.

What he was most interested in right now was the content on the Stone Tablet.

He saw that the Stone Tablet still bore the Song typeface that felt so familiar, with the six large characters "Dongzhou" and "Yaoshen Baiji" written on it, and a line of small characters below indicating the time.

Chen Shu already knew—

Yaoshen Baiji and Night God Yeshen Pingcang were both ancient deities. Opening the first volume of that set of divine history from the Spirit Sect, the first few pages were written about them. At the same time, there was a high probability that every Fangti had such a Stone Tablet, inscribed with the names of deities.

But he still did not know the reason behind it.

Chen Shu could not help but fall into deep thought.

Could the Fangti really be mausoleums? And not built for the Shengzu? Were they built for other deities?

Do deities need mausoleums?

Do deities have remains?

Why were there no remains in the Fangti?

If they were built for other deities, why were the things inside all related to the Shengzu?

Or was it that the ones who built the Fangti were not the Shengzu, but these deities? Did the Stone Tablet record the names of the builders, rather than the owners?

"Chen Shu."

"Yes!"

"Time to start work."

"Alright!"

Chen Shu temporarily set aside his thoughts and ran over.