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"Received."
The archaeological staff immediately executed the lockdown order, sealed off the site, and left behind temporary monitoring equipment.
The sunset gradually sank.
Qin Sisi, stepping in the fading glimmers of the sunset, returned the way she came, climbed into the off-road vehicle she'd arrived in, and looked at the leaping ridges outside the window.
The rushing wind blew in through the window, messing up her hair, and a complex expression surfaced on her quiet and gentle face.
A day's long trek, scaling mountains and crossing ridges, intense work had left her legs slightly sore and her face somewhat weary.
But in her heart, layer upon layer of tides surged incessantly and could not calm down for a long time.
In the car.
She glanced at Old Yao, wanted to speak several times, but for some reason swallowed back her words again and again.
The faces of several archaeological staff in the car showed annoyed expressions.
