Chapter 30： : Backstab from talent

"Wait, wait!"

The community sends warmth, no one is ready to explode?

This is too heartwarming.

10,000 iron-eaters rolled past Shiyu's heart.

At the same time, three big characters were born in his heart.

is exposed!

It was mostly about talking about gravel statues by myself, but was finally discovered.

For this result, the real time has long been expected.

If the secret realm appears to have a big impact, the cause will definitely be investigated.

Although there are no cameras in places like the park, it is not difficult to find someone in this world of extraordinary power.

Breath reconnaissance, fortune-telling, time-tracing...Some extraordinary creatures master these weird and strange abilities can't be normal.

"I hate it."

Shi Woo hated his curious character to death.

Next, he ran to open the door in a melancholy mood.

According to what the young doctor said, this incident does not seem to be a bad thing, and he did not do anything illegal. If the evidence is found on him, what would he say?

"The door is finally opened."

Shiyu opened the door, and there was a cold voice outside, which made Shiyu startled.

Because the outside is not as he imagined, there are a bunch of people from relevant departments stuck there, instead, there is only one person.

And this person is not the elder sister Gao Leng of the street committee, but a younger and beautiful woman, probably in her twenties.

"This is the Wind Demon Lion?!"

Shiyu didn't pay attention to her for too long, and was attracted by the creature next to her for the first time. It was a wind demon lion who was about to move, and it seemed that the wind demon lion was really about to blast the gate!

The wind demon lion is a creature that resembles a lion dog. It sits nearly two meters high. It has fluffy white hair and majestic blue eyes. Its neck, limbs, body, and long tail are all surrounded by black moirés, making it extremely domineering.

[Name]: Wind Magic Lion

[attribute]: wind

[race level]:? ? ?

【Skill】:? ? ?

Since Shiyu's level cannot touch higher-level transcendental creatures, when he was in school, he only learned the information about the transcendental creatures of the race.

As for the wind demon lion, it is obviously a higher-level creature. Shi Yu has only seen pictures of it, but he has not paid attention to other materials.

However, among the racial levels of transcendence, commander, king, overlord, patron saint, and myth, he guessed that the race of the wind demon lion should be at the commander level.

"Roar----" The Wind Magic Lion grinned.

"Introduce myself, Lu Qingyi, a doctor of archaeology from Gudu University, a member of the Donghuang Archaeological Association." Lu Qingyi looked up at Shiyu.

"I want to come and learn something with you, I hope you can cooperate."

Doctor of Archaeology?

is the Ancient Capital University, one of the nine universities?

Shi Woo looked at the young girl with liver pain.

What a nice girl, except for a black belly, why can't I think about it, what's wrong with it?

Archaeology has no future!

"Shiyu, unemployed vagrant, trainee Yu Beast Master, please come in."

After the other party introduced him, Shi Yu was absolutely sure what was the cause.

After I came into this world, the only thing that had something to do with archaeology was that the stone statue was the only thing left.

Shiyu opened the door, heart-stirred, ready to accept the torture.

Next, Shi Yu led the Dr. Lu into the courtyard.

At this time, the Iron Eater had already folded the steel plate honestly, hiding himself behind the tree and peeking.

And the cotton worm also got back into the birdcage, as if what happened had nothing to do with it.

After entering the yard, Lu Qingyi and the Wind Demon Lion looked at the small iron-eater behind the tree and the green cotton insect in the birdcage for the first time.

Then, they looked at Shi Woo again.

"I just said straight to the point, the stone statue of the Pingcheng Beastmaster Association shattered, it is related to you, right?"

"I didn't mean anything, you don't have to worry."

"I just want to know, did you hear the sound from the stone statue?"

Shiyu: "That stone is like a living thing?"

He asked in such a rhetorical way that he acquiesced to the other party's question.

Lu Qingyi: "No, the stone is like a dead thing."

"Your talent is'telepathy.' According to your understanding, telepathy should only be able to communicate with living entities."

Shiyu nodded, and he checked it out, but unfortunately there was nothing new.

"However, there are exceptions to everything."

"Some dead objects that carry the beliefs, beliefs, wills, and emotions of many living entities may be baptized by time, and it is possible to give birth to ‘spirits’."

"'Spirit' is an ethereal and ethereal concept, which has nothing to do with life, spirit, soul, and soul. It is called'historical traces' by the archaeological community."

"This kind of trace can only be heard by a very small number of telepaths with special talents."

"Therefore, the beast masters who master this kind of telepathic talent are also called by the archaeological community as ‘those who can listen to the sounds of history’."

Shiyu said, "That is to say... I am that special talent?"

Lu Qingyi nodded and said: "It is a great gift to be able to hear the voices of history. In the long history, history has experienced many faults, and countless truths are buried, and the relics are our modern people. The most important way to understand history."

"However, these preserved relics are often protected by extraordinary powers. It is very difficult to decipher and find them."

"And those who can'listen to the sounds of history' are far easier than ordinary people to find or decipher the key information of the ruins."

"This time, because you touched the ‘spirit’ of the stone statue, an ancient ruin was brought to the surface The truth behind the history of the ice field may be implicated."

Shiyu had a bad feeling and asked: "So the purpose of your finding is..."

Lu Qingyi: "You are very talented and a natural archaeologist. I want to invite you..."

impossible! ! !

absolutely impossible! ! !

It is impossible to do archaeological work in this life.

Make a little money, raise a giant panda, find a beautiful girlfriend to raise a cute cat with her, go to a safe city to have a happy and relaxed life, isn’t it bad?

"Sorry... I have no interest in archaeology."

"I don't want to join any archaeological association, and I don't want to go to an archaeological university." Shi Yu was very sorry.

Lu Qingyi wondered: "Who said I would invite you to join the Archaeological Association?"

"Huh? No?"

"Your talent is a waste of joining the Archaeological Association."

"At present, in the entire ancient country, there are only 11 people who are known to be able to listen to the sounds of history."

"It is less than the number of legendary beast masters, and less than the number of patron saint-level creatures in China. Do you know what this means?"

"It is another organization who invited you."

"Moreover, you don't have to rush to refuse. Men are duplicity creatures. Having this talent means that you must like this field. Otherwise, it is impossible to hear the voice of the stone statue."

Lu Qingyi walked under the birdcage, looked at the green cotton insect, a word that made Shi Yu feel uncomfortable.

Why...why, why have they all passed through, and it has nothing to do with archaeology?

Isn’t your telepathic talent with thick eyebrows and big eyes very common? How can you stab me back!