The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 759 Shen Le: I Don't Want to Be a Human Translator!

When Shen Le opened her eyes, everything around her had changed drastically.

Two rows of small houses built of corrugated steel sheets spread outwards in a V-shape on either side of the road leading up the mountain. Shen Le didn't even need to go inside to tell that one side was the laboratory and the other side was the researchers' living facilities;
On the mountain road, machines were rumbling. A small tracked transport vehicle, belching black smoke, was struggling to climb the slope, carrying boxes and bags of tools.

There are miniature soil compactors, about the height of a person, pounding and rumbling, hammering the ground, trying to create a flat and solid road, or at least a farm road that can be driven by tracked vehicles.

Mini excavators are stationed at the end of the mountain road, either leaning against the mountain wall or simply supporting themselves on a few legs, digging out the road surface or the drainage ditch by the roadside.
Chainsaws, brush cutters, and rock breakers roared as they cleared away bushes and weeds from both sides of the road, or small to medium-sized rocks that couldn't be avoided...

In short, apart from the research institute hastily erected at the foot of the mountain, a two-meter-wide rammed earth farm road is winding its way upwards, stretching all the way to the highest point of the mountain...

"How long...how long have I been in meditation?"

Shen Le shook himself, smoothed his hair, and shook himself again. A large cloud of dust and dirt fell down, creating plumes of smoke around him that almost blinded him.

His hands were even more unsettling; they felt hard and sticky, as if every strand of hair was wrapped in something. He rubbed them while looking around.
"It feels like half a year has passed..."

"Not half a year, just half a month." A special agent from the Bureau of Special Affairs, who had been taking turns guarding him, strode over and answered, lifting the surrounding tarpaulin as he did so.
“You suddenly started meditating, and we didn’t dare to disturb you, so we had to set up a shed around you and cover it with a tarpaulin on top and around the sides. It’s windy here, and no matter how well we secured it, it would blow away, and you got covered in mud. We’re so sorry!”

"It's only been half a month and it's already like this?!" Shen Le rubbed his hair as he walked towards the small room across the street with a "Men's Bathroom" sign. He walked around an excavator, then around an SUV, asking as he went:
"So what's the purpose of this?"

"That's right, it's been decided from above to build a small museum on the mountaintop to display this 'Fenglangjuxu Inscription,' as well as other unearthed artifacts. So..."

"So we need to build a highway, right?" Shen Le suddenly realized.

To be fair, this mountain isn't particularly steep—if it were too steep, Huo Qubing wouldn't have held a ceremony on the summit back then, and these scholars wouldn't have been able to climb it either. But whether it's steep or not depends on the standard.

Just because a road can be climbed by people doesn't mean a vehicle can transport it. And some building materials and equipment, if transported to the top of the mountain, have no roads and must be carried by hand, which is just too painful...

“Repairing roads isn’t that easy.” The special affairs bureau guy hadn’t just been busy protecting Shen Le for the past two weeks; he also had other work to do.

In addition to my shifts, I also went up the mountain five or six times, and I've learned quite a bit:
"It is said that people from China Construction came to see it. Although the mountain is not high, the geological conditions are very complex, making it very difficult to build a highway."

They say the detailed geological survey in the early stages will take 3 to 6 months, and then the route design and environmental impact assessment will take another 3 to 6 months…

These people from the Special Affairs Bureau, especially the young ones, took turns carrying equipment and trudging up the mountain. While others conducted topographical surveys to understand rock hardness, faults, landslides, and the distribution of permafrost, and carried out hydrological and meteorological surveys;

Carrying detectors, they climbed high and low, probing the extraordinary energy values ​​at every point.

Thank goodness, after communicating with Shen Le, Feng Lang Ju Xu Ming was invited to the foot of the mountain. He seemed to have calmed down a bit and was also appeased by the promise of being "enshrined" and stopped burning the instruments all day long.

Otherwise, their work cannot be completed, and they can only produce very bad results. For example, there are strong energy fields everywhere here, and we cannot guarantee that no supernatural forces will riot...

The preliminary survey and design will take 6-12 months. The mobilization of materials and personnel, such as the establishment of a logistics base, equipment transportation, personnel resettlement, and road preparation, will probably take another 3-6 months.

Only then can we enter the construction phase. Putting aside the terrain, slope, and geological conditions, the climate of the Kent region alone is characterized by long, harsh winters and short summers, meaning there might only be five or six months a year when work can be done...

The people from China State Construction Engineering Corporation came and estimated that it would take at least three or four years, and at the slowest it might take seven or eight years, not even taking into account the variables caused by the relationship between the two countries.

The Special Affairs Bureau, armed with the estimated plan, set up an altar for the "Fenglang Juxu Inscription," burned incense, bowed, read it once, and then tossed the divination blocks several times...

As expected, the divination blocks were thrown three times in a row, and all three times they were negative. The attitude of the "Fenglang Juxu Ming" is clear: it accepts being invited to the foot of the mountain for a short period due to research needs, but it does not accept being delayed at the foot of the mountain for several years!
"so what?"

Shen Le listened with great interest, even halting his journey to the bathroom. While applying a cleansing mask, he glanced at the bustling traffic on the mountain road and urged the young man to continue:

"So this is what you've been repairing?"

"We discussed it and decided that the museum would definitely need to be renovated. We'll probably build a smaller building with an earthen altar inside, and place the item under the altar so that visitors can see it clearly."

If we're only building a museum, the material requirements won't be high, and there's plenty of material that can be hoisted up. In that case, all we need to do is build a dirt road, just big enough for visitors to barely climb up..."

"Hey, this is way too much of a stretch!"

Shen Le was immediately drenched in sweat. This mountain posed no challenge for a cultivator like him; even without using magic, he could easily climb it.

However, many of the research assistants, master's and doctoral students who followed him up the mountain later had to use both their hands and feet to climb.

As for the older professors, and even the special affairs bureau staff, they had to carry them up, lift them up, or pull them up with ropes!
If visitors were to climb the path they used, wouldn't one or two people fall to their deaths every day?

Even if you want to come and pay homage to the "Fenglangjuxu Inscription", it doesn't mean that you have to be able to follow General Huo Qubing's army and fight your way to Langjuxu Mountain to be qualified to take a look!

This is modern society, modern society!
"Yes, so we'll find another way." The Special Affairs Bureau guy shrugged and spread his hands.
"Fly the drone, scan the entire terrain, find a route that is as gentle as possible, and then clear away fallen trees, bushes, and the like; mark particularly difficult sections; set up some safety points, such as driving in rock pitons and attaching safety ropes..."

Using this method, a clear dirt road can be cleared in just one week, allowing experienced outdoor enthusiasts to safely reach the summit.

In fact, they have already finished the work and are now carrying out further processing: they are widening, compacting, and processing the trails used by outdoor enthusiasts into slightly wider farm roads.

This will make it easier to transport more materials to the summit and make it easier for more people to climb up.

It is likely that the "Fenglang Juxu Ming" would also like more people to see it, and would also like more people to witness firsthand General Huo Qubing's military achievements and the majesty of the Han Dynasty.
"Okay... alright." Shen Le opened her mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, then closed it again. Finally, she grabbed a set of clothes, plunged into the bathroom, and tilted her head back to feel the hot water rushing over her face.
The world is changing so fast, I don't quite understand...

He rinsed himself thoroughly for a while, feeling all the grime from not getting up or showering for half a month disappear with the hot water, and finally felt comfortable getting out. The delivery guy was still waiting for him outside, and as soon as Shen Le came out, he immediately reached out to help him up.
"Come on, come on, do us a favor! That jade tablet is ignoring us again, we're just waiting for you to help us communicate with it!"

Shen Le: ? ? ?
If I enter meditation for a year, does that mean your project will have to wait another year for me?!
Even so, he obediently let himself be pulled over and stepped into the central prefabricated steel shed. As soon as he entered, he quickly held his breath, closed his eyes, and summoned a gentle breeze to wrap around his head, body, and soul.
"What are you doing! Trying to suffocate the jade tablet?!" The jade tablet probably can't be suffocated. It's kept safe and sound in a storage box with constant temperature and humidity, and there's no gas exchange with the outside. Even if the PM10 level in the room is off the charts, it won't be disturbed at all.

However, the whole room was filled with smoke, and the incense burner on the altar was filled with sticks of incense of various lengths, thicknesses and colors, with candle wax dripping halfway down the altar.

The brazier in front of the incense table was filled with more than half a basin of ash, and there was a stack of paper next to it, obviously waiting in line to be burned.

A young man from the Special Affairs Bureau stood before the incense table, his face full of worry and tears welling in his eyes. He was clearly struggling to hold his breath, only managing to gasp for air when absolutely necessary. He held the divination blocks in both hands, shook them a few times, tossed them aside, and they spun around aimlessly for a minute without any reaction.
I prayed to it again, burned two pieces of paper, shook it a few more times, but there was still no response...

"We're counting on you! -- We simply can't afford to serve this big shot anymore!"

"If you can't handle it, just open the window!" Shen Le was speechless.
"Why do you think the jade tablet would willingly be smoked like this by you?!"

Well, whether the jade tablet likes it or not, I certainly don't... Not only do I not like it, but the little ones around me are starting to fuss because of the smell!
He directed everyone to open the doors and windows, letting the cold northern winds wash away all the smoke in the room.

He took a few deep breaths, then picked up the stack of papers beside him. He pressed one hand against the storage box, letting the heat slowly seep in, and held the papers up in the other hand to read:

Would you like to be offered up on the altar?

"Or perhaps place it beneath the altar?... I understand, beneath..."

"What kind of altar is it? Single-layered? Two-layered? Three-layered?... Okay, single-layered is fine, I understand..."

"What shape should the altar be? Round? Square? Pentagonal? Hexagonal? Octagonal... Octagonal, right? Got it!"

"you……"

Shen Le read through one sheet after another until her mouth was dry and she finally finished reading the stack of papers in her hand.

Fortunately, many of the papers were duplicates, in case the stone tablet couldn't hear, couldn't hear clearly, or simply didn't want to hear, requiring many repetitions and burning many sheets of paper.

Even so, Shen Le put down her things and hurriedly said goodbye and left:

I never want to miss it again!

If you pile every little thing on him, he'll turn into a prayer robot and keep messing around like that for ages!

"No! Wait a little longer! Wait another week!" the deliveryman pleaded.
"I won't let you read it anymore, I really won't let you read it anymore! Next, we'll build a mock museum at the foot of the mountain so the stone tablet can go inside and experience it. If he thinks it's okay, we'll build it exactly the same on the mountain!"

"...Then how much time will I have to listen to it talk, and communicate with it about how to make changes? I'm busy too! If this hadn't happened, I would have been busy with my pottery shard project long ago!"

The young man tried his best to smile apologetically. "Are you going to get busy?"

Please don't go off to do anything busy!
One of our missions here is to keep you here as long as possible!

We have absolutely no idea what you're planning to do after you've gone to the other side of the strait, and we still haven't been able to draw a line for you.

After all, what you might encounter over there depends partly on yourself and partly on the other side; there are simply too many uncontrollable factors.

Of course, it's also possible that the deadline hasn't arrived yet, and the Special Affairs Bureau is being lazy and unwilling to make a decision...

Despite grumbling and complaining, Shen Le stayed another 7 days, waiting to see the simulated version of the exhibition completed.

It must be admitted that the reputation of being a "construction maniac" is well-deserved. Despite the raging winds and snowstorms, and the dilapidated roads of Mongolia, all the materials were delivered in just 7 days.

The department head personally carried the storage box and respectfully delivered the stone tablet to a temporary corrugated steel hall.

In the very center of the hall stood a single-story rammed earth altar, shaped like a Bagua (Eight Trigrams), with the banners representing the Han army fluttering in the wind.

Below the altar, a space has been specially created so that the jade tablet can be placed comfortably, and visitors can bend down to see the jade tablet sleeping in the soil.

Along the four walls of the hall, a row of glass cabinets displays the various discoveries made this time:

Soil containing a large amount of carbon ash, what appears to be gold fragments dug out from under the jade tablet, and some strange bones unearthed from the pit...

The four walls are covered with various pictures and texts. Hanging high, they explain everything from Huo Qubing's marching route to the excavation process, trying to make it as clear and unambiguous as possible...

"Truly excellent..." Shen Le exclaimed sincerely. Only after praising it did he remember to inquire about the jade tablet:
"What do you think?"

A chilling light swept down, faintly outlining a human figure before the altar. Shen Le opened his mind, receiving the information within, and translated it for him:

"He probably means to erect a statue of General Huo..."

"No problem! We'll place the order right away! By the time the museum is finished and you put it in, the statue will definitely be there!"

"So, I'm done here? Can I leave now?"

"...Wait a minute! You could at least leave the country legally! Don't you want to come back?"

(End of this chapter)