"This... This can't be possible, right?"
Aika swallowed her saliva with some difficulty.
How could such a plot that only happened in a novel appear in the real world...
The audience in the live stream room was also shocked by Ian's conclusion just now.
"As expected of an author! He really has a rich imagination. But are you serious?"
"Nonsense. If you don't know, just say that you don't know. Why do you have to make up such nonsense to scare people!?"
"You scared me! Host, pay up!"
"I set up a live stream for my child to learn. Now he suddenly won't stop crying. What should we do?"
"..."
Many people in Professor Feissel's team were also shocked by Ian's words. Then, they snapped out of it and scolded Ian.
"The most important thing for us in archaeology is the spirit of science and the attitude of seeking truth from facts! How can someone like you be qualified to participate here!?"
"Stop fooling around! Are you trying to scare us away so that your team can take our place!?"
Many students fiercely antagonized Ian.
However, Professor Feissel seemed to understand Ian's meaning. He waved his hand and stopped his students, indicating for Ian to continue speaking.
Ian noticed the disbelief on everyone's faces. He knew that although these people were intellectuals, they were, in fact, the same as the general public. They would deny everything they did not believe. Unless they had iron-like evidence in front of them, they would always be stubborn, even harder than the steel bars in a construction site.
Ian comforted Aika, who was a little scared. "These are all legends. Coupled with some of my deductions, it's not certain that they are the truth.
"This is how archaeology works—legends, records, ancient artifacts, and the conjectures of scholars. The more information there is, the closer we are to the truth of history.
"In ancient times, the degree of understanding of the world was very low. Some phenomena that now seem very ordinary might be exaggerated into demons, ghosts, or miracles.
"Even to this day that science is highly developed, there are still some phenomena that science cannot explain. In the years to come, we will definitely be able to find all the answers through scientific means."
Aika listened to Ian's comforting words and felt her heart gradually calm down.
Aika had only felt this kind of reliable feeling from her father and her professor before.
The audience in the live stream room was also filled with emotions when they heard these words.
"Thank you, streamer, for saying all this. I was originally very afraid, but after knowing that all of this can be explained through science, I feel a sense of security again!"
"This time, your speech was quite good. If you can't speak, you don't have to speak."
"Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of something. It was a sensational time in the United States. In Kansas, the United States, a 12-old boy had a special ability since he was young. As long as he stared at an object with a diameter of less than five centimeters for a long time, the object would disappear, as if it had evaporated. The neighbors said he was a monster."
"Yes, yes, yes. I remember that too. It was said that the boy's brain waves were different from normal people's. His brain and visual nerves produced strange energy that connected to another space. This special ability accounted for one in three billion people."
"In the end, they made a magnetic helmet to cover the little boy's head. A year later, his special ability disappeared."
"This matter spread for a long time, and it caused a huge uproar."
"Then this pharaoh probably has some special ability as well, and he must be even more powerful than this little boy!"
"..."
This long conversation wasted a lot of time.
After filming all the murals around them, Professor Feisel came to the coffin.
There were originally pieces of animal skin sealed on the stone box. These animal skin pieces were originally the skins of cattle and sheep. In order to keep the sacrificial room dry, they were isolated from water vapor.
In ancient times, living animals would be slaughtered in the sacrificial room. After that, the animal skins that had just been sown and still carried hot blood would be immediately pasted on the gaps of the stone box.
The meat and internal organs of the cattle and sheep were cut clean, leaving only the bones.
The stone door would not be opened again until the next sacrificial ceremony.
This bizarre ritual of slaughtering animals, flaying their skin and bones, and tying up dried corpses with wooden stakes was to keep the sacrificial room dry.
People in the ancient desert believed that the soul of living came from sacred water—this was very close to Darwin's theory of the origin of life, in a way.
Professor Feissel turned on the flashlight and shone it on the mummy inside the stone box.
This kind of mummy had been specially treated with some kind of technique that the professor had never seen before.
He quickly asked the students to come over and film it.
The soldier-like team member also started to move at this time.
A camera was fixed in the corner and started to film.
When the flashlight shone on the stone box, a student suddenly noticed the mural in front.
There was also a mural here, but it had just been ignored.
It was equally beautiful and real.
However, this mural looked a little scary to the crowd.
A half-human snake-like creature walked out of a huge spherical object.
Outside of this sphere, countless strange snakes with sarcomas on their heads were surrounding it.
It was as if they had surrendered.
Upon seeing this mural, everyone was shocked.
There was something strange about this mural.
Unlike the other murals, there was no pharaoh in this mural at all.
The man who looked like a soldier at the moment did not have time to admire such a mural. He took out a white pack from his backpack behind him.
Ian recognized it immediately.
This was an army body bag.
It was the last resting place of a soldier on the battlefield.
The man wanted to take the mummy away!
Professor Feisel naturally noticed the man's actions.
"This corpse has high scientific value. You can't take it away!"
Ian saw that the professor didn't seem to agree with the man taking the mummy away.
"This is an order from the higher-ups. You need to take away the things found inside."
The soldier did not back down at all. It was the soldiers' duty to obey orders. How could they listen to a mere professor?
"Get lost!"
The soldier's valiant temperament immediately scared the group of students, who were only receiving education in the university, to the side.
The weak would only draw their knives against the weaker ones. These people also only dared to act arrogantly toward the seemingly reasonable Ian.
Nonetheless, Ian did not care about them.
The most important thing now was that Ian felt that something was wrong. His hand suddenly tightened around Aika, who was behind him.
"Listen to me later. When I say run, you bolt, understand?"
Aika sounded a little confused, but she still nodded.
Ian had never let her down before.
There was still some trust.
Just as the man picked up the rope and was about to remove the mummy from the stone box, a strange snake that looked like the one on the mural slithered on the soldier's shoulder...