The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

"Nonsense! I'm not that violent!"

Hong Yuan's eyes widened, her fiery red short hair swaying as she retorted: "I only have the purest pursuit of power, that's why I wouldn't chop down someone else's family heirloom."

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, An Changqing gently spoke up to smooth things over: "Alright, both of you, say less. However, Yuehe's prediction is not wrong."

"Many long-established families do indeed worship certain special things as family totems. If there is a certain pattern to the cracks on that stone tablet, it may really be a lost ancient text or a carrier of some kind of power."

Su Yuehe nodded earnestly, her clear eyes revealing a longing for knowledge.

"If those are indeed writings, they would be an immeasurable academic treasure. There are so many unsolved mysteries in the world hidden in those unknown ancient artifacts."

"If I had the chance, I would really like to go to Shanghai to see that stone tablet with my own eyes. Even if I could only make a rubbing of the edge, it would be a huge breakthrough for the study of ancient writing history."

Upon hearing this, Yin Chen waved his hand repeatedly, quickly dissuading Su Yuehe from this audacious idea.

"Then you'd better put away that curiosity as soon as possible. My old man values ​​that stone more than his own life."

"Apart from ancestor worship during festivals, no one is allowed to even approach the courtyard gate of the ancestral hall. If you go there and say you want to make a copy of the sacred object in his mind, he can flatten half of Shanghai on the spot."

"Even if your mother, the speaker, intervenes, it might not be enough."

"It's just a broken rock, your dad is exaggerating." Hong Yuan pouted, indicating that she didn't quite understand this behavior.

"You don't know the value of firewood and rice until you're in charge of the household. They are the spiritual pillar of the Yin family and the source of the family's cohesion."

Yin Chen retorted confidently. Although he didn't agree with it, it didn't stop him from protecting his family.

Thanks to Hong Yuan's witty banter, for a moment no one paid attention to Chen Guan, who had initially raised the question.

Chen Guan sat in a window seat, his gaze drifting between the clouds outside and the semi-transparent panel in front of him that only he could see.

The comments section was still buzzing with discussions about Yin Chen's embarrassing high school past, with a few occasional comments criticizing the architectural style of the Yin family ancestral hall.

Chen Guan didn't look at those jokes anymore; his mind was filled with the dark gray, cracked stone tablet.

If what Yin Chen said is true, then that stone tablet should come from the Lost Era, or it existed even earlier.

Later, by chance, it was obtained by the ancestors of the Yin family and worshipped as a totem.

Why are the two boundary markers exactly the same?

In that underground ruin filled with ice and snow, does that voice, so certain he would return, also know that there is another identical monument in the present world?

Chen Guan couldn't help but feel curious about the stone tablet. With so many coincidences happening to him, if he didn't take action, he would just be pushed around.

The Yin family is an all-powerful force in Shanghai, and Yin Chen's father values ​​that stone tablet more than his own life. He wants to sneak into the Yin family ancestral hall to investigate, but a direct assault would be unwise. The best way is to walk in openly and honestly.

Perhaps I can wait until the college holidays and visit Shanghai as a fellow student.

As long as he can see the stone tablet with his own eyes, he can confirm whether the marks on it are exactly the same as those at the entrance of the ruins.

"I only feel sorry from an academic research perspective."

Su Yuehe's gentle voice pulled Chen Guan back to his senses. The girl sighed softly, "Even a broken stele can fill a large gap in human knowledge. If we don't study it, it will just be an ordinary stone."

Seeing the regret on Su Yuehe's face, An Changqing smiled and comforted her.

"Yuehe, academic research is important, but we must also consider the practical situation. Since it is the faith of the Yin Chen family, it is indeed inconvenient for us outsiders to make any demands."

As An Changqing said this, his gaze lingered on Chen Guan for a moment, seemingly unintentionally.

It was quite unusual for Chen Guan to ask about the stone tablet earlier.

Based on An Changqing's understanding of Chen Guan, this person was definitely not someone who liked to pry into other people's family gossip.

Chen Guan must have sensed something.

However, An Changqing did not point it out directly. He believed that when the time was right, the other party would naturally say it, and he respected privacy as always.

"Yeah, yeah, who knows, maybe one day Young Master Yin will be in a good mood and bring out that broken rock to show us what it's all about."

Hong Yuan chimed in, making a face at Yin Chen.

Yin Chen snorted coldly: "Don't even dream about it. My dad is incredibly stubborn. If I dared to tell him I wanted to lend the ancestral hall's stone tablet to my classmates for research, he could publish a notice in the newspaper the next day kicking me out of the house. You don't want to see me homeless, do you?"

Long Ao, who was sitting in the corner, finally opened his eyes and uttered two words in a cold tone: "Whatever."

"Hey, Long Ao, you're being way too cold-blooded."

Yin Chen deliberately dragged out his complaints, even though Long Ao was actually an old acquaintance of his.

Long Ao ignored him, simply hugged his arms tighter, and looked ahead as he spoke.

"Instead of discussing unrealistic things here, let's think about how to deal with the academy's questioning later. Although we have that demon core as a cover, we still need to make the story more coherent and avoid making inconsistencies later."

An Changqing nodded in agreement, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Long Ao is right. We're almost at the academy, let's go over the details one last time."

An Changqing's gaze swept across everyone's faces: "Hongyuan, you need to pay special attention to your words. If the investigation team asks about the situation in the alternate dimension, just say that you have been on alert the whole time and cannot see the specific things clearly."

Hong Yuan, who had been specifically reminded, scratched her head in annoyance: "I know, I know, I'll just say I didn't see anything clearly and that I only survived because of your instructions. Is that alright? I'm not stupid, I won't tell anyone about that mural or statue or anything."

"What's the situation with Yuehe?" An Changqing turned to look at Su Yuehe.

Su Yuehe turned off the terminal screen, looked up and answered seriously: "I have already sent a text message to my mother. As we agreed before, I briefly mentioned that we accidentally entered a high-level void beast space and explained that we found an extremely high-level demon core. She replied that she would put in a good word for us at the academy to simplify the review process as much as possible."

"That's good."

An Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.

With the Speaker's endorsement and the demon core of a tenth-tier Void Beast as irrefutable evidence, the investigation team from the Superpower Association and the Academy, no matter how many doubts they had, could only accept this conclusion with some skepticism.

Knowing his own father as he does, he probably wouldn't bother asking.

The only person I ever had to deal with was the Speaker.