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Chapter 8 Unboxing, Grand Prize
Remnants of a prehistoric civilization!
These are words that frequently appear in Zhou Shen's notes, the notes of this reborn individual.
Judging from the content, he could probably only determine that these six characters meant exactly what they said.
Prehistoric civilizations should be those that existed on Earth before the emergence of human civilization.
These civilizations have long since vanished into the river of time, but they have stubbornly left behind some relics. Among these relics, some strange and unusual things can be found, and these things are called relics of civilization.
Limited by his intelligence and experience, this was the only judgment he could make.
The matter of prehistoric ruins was originally a secret, but as information became more and more developed in this world, this secret began to circulate on a small scale on the Internet in 3030. Respectable people did not believe it and it did not receive any attention.
It wasn't until ten years later that it was fully exposed, even sparking a nationwide craze for exploration. However, because the prehistoric ruins are too far removed from modern civilization, no discoveries were made during this craze, and it only became a topic of conversation for ordinary people.
Putting down his phone, Hu Biao's expression turned slightly serious, and a faint sense of vigilance rose within him.
Zhou Shen is no ordinary person. He is a reborn person who has returned with memories of the next few decades. He is meticulous and his observation skills are far superior to those of an average high school student.
Although I thought I had concealed my changes over the past month well, it was inevitable that some observant people would notice something amiss.
For example, suddenly starting to exercise... even though I only managed a pitiful three laps.
For example, my attitude towards learning has changed from completely giving up to intermittent struggle.
For example, his eyes, his demeanor... well, you know, that kind of idol image that occasionally slips out, that air of looking down on everyone else...
These subtle differences might go unnoticed by ordinary people, but what about Zhou Shen? As a reborn individual, he would be extremely sensitive to changes in the people and things around him. Could he have already noticed something?
Hu Biao frowned, carefully recalling the details of his recent interactions with Zhou Shen.
"The way he looked at me today seemed to have a hint of inquiry in it... But this change doesn't prove anything. It's been mentioned in Yuewen's novels that reborn people have a butterfly effect; their rebirth will definitely bring some changes to this world. Before there's more evidence, will he attribute this difference to the butterfly effect caused by his rebirth?"
Parallel universe theory, butterfly effect...
In this era, this is already a cliché that has been overused in online novels, but for a reborn person, they might see this cliché as a reflection of reality, or even use it as a reference.
Of course, some people with more vivid imaginations might find this strange!
As long as he doesn't expose himself, even if Zhou Shen senses something is wrong with him, he'll just assume it's a natural consequence of the timeline shift. If he deliberately does something to make Zhou Shen realize that the current timeline is different from the one before his rebirth, will Zhou Shen think he's been reborn into a parallel world?
Huh?! It's not like there's no hope!
The key point is that he has the ability to do this.
To him, even the biggest events on Earth are just small matters.
Suppressing his thoughts about Zhou Shen for the moment, his attention returned to the photos on his phone. Among those scattered records, one message drew him in like a magnet.
"In December 3028, Wang Shanmeng robbed the tomb of the Ancestral Dragon. Because the tomb was dug too deep, it was devastated, and the Qin Emperor's Bone-Illuminating Mirror, a relic of the Shanhaiguan civilization, was exposed to the world."
"Qin Emperor's Bone-Illuminating Mirror..." Hu Biao's gaze seemed to pierce through the ceiling, landing once again on the mysterious underground palace tomb chamber at the foot of the distant Mount Li, looking at the ancient mirror that was suspended and projecting solidified beams of light.
This is truly no ordinary item!
So this is the famous Qin Emperor's Bone-Illuminating Mirror?
I've learned something new.
Of course, what he cared about even more were the relics.
"Relics from prehistoric civilizations... The Qin Emperor's Bone-Illuminating Mirror is one, so could there be other relics and artifacts in the tomb?" Hu Biao's imagination ran wild, and he became interested.
After all, Zhou Shen is a reborn person, but he is still just a reborn person. As can be seen from the contents of his notes, although he was the school heartthrob in their high school, he is not going to be a big shot in the future. Most of the information he has is public information. Even if there is some gossip, it is obvious that the circle is not high and the level is not high enough.
According to the contents of the notes, the Qin Emperor's Bone-Illuminating Mirror was brought out of the Ancestral Dragon Tomb by a man named Wang Shanmeng three years later, in 3028. However, it was not until thirteen years later, in 3041, after the information about prehistoric civilization was made public, that the news about the connection between the Ancestral Dragon Tomb and the relics of prehistoric civilization was also announced by the authorities.
Therefore, Zhou Shen only received information released by the official authorities, with nothing hidden. But will the authorities release all the information about the Ancestral Dragon Tomb?
Of course not.
When I visited the Tomb of the First Emperor last time, my attention was completely drawn to the floating mirror and the lifelike First Emperor, and I didn't pay attention to anything else at all.
He had been puzzled by the mirror's peculiar existence, which seemed completely out of step with the technological level of the Ancestral Dragon Era.
But given my own circumstances, it's just a thought.
This was unexpectedly confirmed in Zhou Shen's notes.
This mirror is actually a relic from a prehistoric civilization!
Is this the only prehistoric artifact found in the Tomb of the First Emperor?
"Well, whether it's there or not, let's go take a look first. If it is, let's see if there's anything that's meant for me!"
This is the dilemma he is facing now. Although in theory he can see everything, without a specific target and information, everything he sees is superficial and it is easy to miss the key things.
Previously, he had no target, so he was shocked by the Qin Emperor's Bone-Illuminating Mirror. Now, with a clear, suspected target, he has begun his thorough investigation.
His gaze shifted from the Qin Emperor's Bone-Illuminating Mirror to the interior of the Ancestral Dragon's Tomb, where he began a thorough search.
The tomb was enormous, and the burial goods were so numerous and neatly arranged that it seemed to have been carefully prepared.
Hu Biao patiently examined each item closely. Jade disc, gold crown, bronze sword, terracotta figurines, bamboo slips… Hmm, he couldn't understand them!
He completely ignored the mountains of gold and silver jewelry and bronze vessels that gleamed with the light of metal and jade. These things were priceless treasures to the world, but they meant little to him.
Time passed slowly, and just as he was about to lose patience and begin to feel disappointed, his gaze was drawn to an item in an inconspicuous corner beneath the dragon throne.
It was a small, palm-sized, black lacquer box with an antique design. It was casually placed in the shadows beside the base of the dragon throne, as if it had been forgotten. The box itself had no decorations, and its dark color almost blended into the shadows; without careful observation, one could hardly see anything special about it.
"Oh, so you want me to open the box?!"
He reached out and scooped up the box, which wasn't locked. He carefully opened it, revealing a dark red silk lining the inside, its vibrant color still intact despite being two thousand years old. And resting quietly on the silk was a ring.
This ring is made of an unidentified reddish-gold metal. The ring face is perfectly round, with a strange pattern in the center that is hard to tell whether it is ancient script or rune. The ring face is surrounded by 12 flame-shaped cloud patterns, each with a curled hook at the end. The pattern shows a warm, mellow bronze luster and a dense, water-like texture.
With just one glance, his heart skipped a beat; it felt like an eternity!
However, instead of taking it directly with his hand, he turned around, picked up a clean ballpoint pen from his desk, dipped the pen tip into the box, aimed it at the ring, and gently flicked it.
The ring was lifted by the pen tip and left the black lacquer box.
The next moment, Hu Biao blinked, and the vast starry sky underground palace scene vanished instantly.
On the desk, a copper-colored ring rests quietly on the nib of the ballpoint pen. It has crossed physical space and arrived in the present world after more than two thousand years of slumber.
Hu Biao held his breath and carefully picked up the ring. It felt warm to the touch, not cold, as if it carried a trace of life. He examined the pattern, which resembled a rune, at the center of the ring face, finding it increasingly mysterious…
Okay, I just don't understand it!
"What... is this thing for?" He subconsciously slipped the ring onto the index finger of his right hand, just like he used to put on a pen ring when he was a child.
Just as the ring was fully slipped onto his finger, the warmth of his finger seemed to stimulate the ring, causing it to move suddenly. Then came a brief, sharp pain. Before Hu Biao could even scream, a strange feeling washed over him.
I felt as if I had formed some kind of connection with the ring, without any sudden enlightenment or earth-shattering phenomena.
Rather, it was a pure connection of thought, as if his mind had formed a connection with the ring, and a vague method of using it naturally emerged in the depths of his consciousness, as natural as breathing.
"Wow, I've won the lottery!"
He vaguely understood something, and subconsciously raised his right hand, making a gun gesture. The next moment, he felt a surge of heat begin to gather from all parts of his body to the fingertips of his right hand.
He felt the tip of his right index finger begin to heat up and glow...
call out! !
The next instant, a ball of blazing white light shot out from his fingertip, shattering the glass, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and disappearing.
"This is... a Spirit Gun?! I've become Yusuke Urameshi?"
"hiss!!"
The next moment, he felt a wave of weakness, a strong hunger hit him, his legs went weak, and he plopped down on the chair.