My whole family is involved in diplomacy, so you dare to flex your muscles?

After the reception, the delegates from various countries rushed back to their rooms to make phone calls.

The new rule of "off-field assistance" has directly raised the level of the competition to that of the national team.

This is no longer a one-man show between young people, but a contest between think tanks behind the scenes.

In Scott's room.

He was on the phone, speaking with the utmost respect, like a grandson.

"Yes, teacher. I need your help. That Gu Yun is too difficult to deal with; he doesn't play by the rules at all... Okay, okay! Thank you so much! With you here, he's definitely doomed!"

After hanging up the phone, Scott excitedly pumped his fist.

The person he invited was his mentor, Professor Richard, a leading figure in the field of international law who had presided over numerous international arbitration cases.

This professor is known for his sharp tongue and rigorous logic, and is hailed as "the shark in court".

"Gu Yun, prepare to be torn to pieces!"

……

In Gu Yun's room.

He was also on the phone.

"Hey, Lao Zhang. It's me, Gu Yun."

A languid voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, big star! What brings you to call me? Aren't you preparing for battle?"

"The production team introduced a new rule that allows outside help," Gu Yun said with a smile. "After thinking about it, I realized I'll have to trouble you with this."

"Me?" Old Zhang laughed. "What can a historian like me do for you? That's international law, it's about rules. You should talk to a law professor."

"No, no, no." Gu Yun shook his head. "A law professor is useless against those thugs. If they try to explain the law to you, you've already lost. Because they're the ones who made the law."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"I need you to make a list for me." Gu Yun's eyes turned cold.

"What list?"

"A list of lost and found items."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Old Zhang's gasp.

"Hiss...you little brat, are you trying to play it really hard?"

"Let's go big," Gu Yun said. "The first game of the second phase will most likely be about 'civilization and order'."

They'll definitely use lofty reasons like "protecting humanity's common heritage" as an excuse.

"So, I'm going to slap them in the face. Slap them hard."

"Sure!" Old Zhang's voice rang with excitement. "I'll take this job! I'll go dig out our museum's archives right away, along with the catalogs of lost artifacts we compiled before. How detailed do you need them?"

"The more detailed the better. Ideally, there should be photos, a source, and details of how it was lost. I want them to have no way to deny it."

"No problem! Give me one night! I'll send it to your email tomorrow morning!"

After hanging up the phone, Gu Yun walked to the window.

The reason he sought out Lao Zhang was that Lao Zhang was not only a historian but also an advisor to the State Administration of Cultural Heritage, specifically responsible for the work of recovering lost cultural relics.

He knows those national treasures lying in Western museums like the back of his hand, and he also has a deep memory of that humiliating history.

Since Scott wants to use "rules" to pressure people.

Then I will use "history" to judge the rules.

Your rules state that stolen goods become yours once the statute of limitations has expired?

Then I'll show the whole world what kind of bullshit, robbery rules these are!

……

Early the next morning.

Gu Yun received a huge file package in her email.

The title is: "To those children who can never come back."

Gu Yun opened the file, and the photos and texts were like sharp knives piercing his eyes.

There are murals that have been cut into pieces.

There are Buddha statues with their heads cut off.

There were books that had been burned down to the point of being just fragments.

And then there's that piece known as the "King of Porcelain," which was originally a pair, but now they're worlds apart...

As Gu Yun watched, her eyes reddened.

He took a deep breath and imported all the data into his tablet.

"Guys," he said softly, "don't rush. Today, I'll take you home. At least spiritually."

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The studio doors opened again.

This time, the stage setup was completely different.

The original science fiction style has disappeared, replaced by a solemn, dignified, and even somewhat oppressive courtroom-style layout.

At the center of the stage is a giant balance scale.

The left side represents the "Western camp," and the right side represents the "Eastern camp."

Behind the players' seats, there was an extra row of seats, which was prepared for the "advisory board".

Behind Scott sat an elderly man with white hair and an arrogant expression.

He was wearing an elegant three-piece suit, gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, and a pipe in his hand (though he couldn't smoke it).

That's Professor Richard, "the shark in the courtroom."

Behind Charles sat a British lawyer wearing a wig.

Behind Pierre was a renowned cultural scholar.

This lineup is truly luxurious.

And behind Gu Yun...

"Huh?" Host Mark paused, "Mr. Gu Yun, where is your advisor? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

All eyes were on the empty chair behind Gu Yun.

Scott scoffed, "Could it be that they couldn't find anyone? Well, in the field of international law, China really doesn't have many capable figures. Are they afraid of embarrassing themselves by coming, so they simply didn't come?"

Professor Richard also glanced at Gu Yun with disdain, shook his head, as if looking at a child who had not yet been weaned.

Gu Yun calmly sat down and placed the tablet on the table.

"My advisor is rather special."

He doesn't need to sit here.

"Because," Gu Yun pointed to his head, then to the tablet in front of him, "he is in history, in words, and in the blood of every Chinese son and daughter."

"Playing tricks." Scott scoffed.

"Alright!" Mark quickly smoothed things over, seeing the situation. "Since Mr. Gu Yun has chosen 'remote assistance,' that's in accordance with the rules. Now, I declare the second phase of 'Global Young Diplomats'—'Rules and Order'—officially open!"

The topic of the first debate is—

On the big screen, a line of large, gold-plated characters appeared.

[The Destination of Civilization: Who Will Guard Human Heritage?]

The background image is a magnificent palace.

The British Museum.