After awakening her X-ray vision, the beautiful CEO couldn't sit still any longer.

"Please look, everyone. This is the sample of the raw stone that I obtained by chance."

Murong Xue placed the safe on the display stand in the center of the display case, and it opened automatically.

The stone inside, about the size of a fist, with a pitted, grayish, and unremarkable surface, was revealed as a "reference sample".

It looks so ordinary that no one would give it a second glance if it were left on the roadside.

But at this moment, it receives countless complex gazes:

Curious, greedy, suspicious, and with hidden meaning...

An elderly appraiser with gray hair, wearing a Chinese-style jacket, was led onto the stage.

He does not represent complete neutrality and is said to have a delicate relationship with "Global Deep Mining".

He put on his reading glasses and bent down to observe carefully for a full two minutes.

He then used the built-in high-magnification magnifying glass to repeatedly examine the surface texture.

They even took out a small, probe-like instrument and lightly touched it twice in an inconspicuous spot.

"Um……"

He straightened up, adjusted his glasses, and his voice carried throughout the venue via the microphone.

"This rough stone sample may look ordinary on the outside, but its internal structure is quite special."

The light-sensing response is abnormal, and the refraction path deviates somewhat from the known mineral data.

This substance is likely not from an ordinary vein of minerals.

The specific nature of the issue will likely require more complex methods and careful consideration.

This is a typical example of vague language, which acknowledges the uniqueness of the situation but provides no substantial information.

This left a huge room for interpretation and also put the ball back in the court.

Just as the host was about to smoothly guide the discussion into a broader phase, and a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses appeared to be about to stand up and speak from the "Global Deep Mining" representative's seat...

"Host." A clear and humble voice rang out from the back row.

The spotlight instantly shone on Ye Tian, ​​who had gotten up at some point.

He adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, stood up, and adopted a humble posture.

"I am Ye Liangchen, the advisor of the Wang family. The senior just mentioned light perception and structural anomalies. Based on my limited research in modern mineralogy, I would like to ask you a question."

The room fell silent instantly. Why would the Wang family's advisor ask a question in this setting?

Ye Tian's voice rang out steadily, penetrating the entire venue:

"When our team studies certain minerals with special structures, we often focus on the stability of their internal microstructure."

Especially in uncontrolled environments (such as changes in temperature, humidity, and local magnetic field), there is the issue of the attenuation rate of its internal energy field.

Based on your experience, what is the approximate range of the sensitivity threshold of this sample's unique structure to fluctuations in the external environment?

Or, to put it another way, after being removed from its original ore vein environment, does its structural decay curve show a significant abrupt drop?

He threw out a series of highly technical terms: "energy field," "decay rate," "sensitive threshold," and "decay curve."

These problems share a common characteristic:

It is difficult to answer with simple right or wrong or traditional experience; it requires detailed data and theoretical support.

This was precisely the smokescreen he planned, to muddy the waters and steer the discussion into a quagmire of scientific debate.

The old appraiser was clearly taken aback for a moment, gave Ye Tian a deep look, and was about to organize his thoughts to respond.

"Pfft." A light chuckle came from the front row.

Zhao Jun turned around leisurely, his gaze sweeping over Ye Tian with undisguised sarcasm:

"The Wang family's advisor is truly knowledgeable and erudite; his aura is palpable."

However, Consultant Ye, in our Yunhai jewelry and antique industry, we believe in seeing is believing and the continuation of tradition.

These abstruse theories are probably not as practical as the jade-identifying methods of observing aura passed down through generations by our local master craftsmen, are they?

His voice rose, becoming increasingly inflammatory:

"A master craftsman can tell seven or eight out of ten things about a stone just by glancing at it, whether it has any energy, whether that energy is clear or turbid, whether it is alive or dead."

Why go through all that trouble?

I think it would be better to invite a real master of Qi-gazing skills to come up on stage and demonstrate their true abilities.

"Let us all see what kind of secrets are hidden in this stone that makes Miss Wang and President Murong take it so seriously?"

His words were extremely sharp, instantly pulling the conversation away from the scientific mystery that Ye Tian was trying to create.

Let's return to the realm of astrology, which is more traditional, more stimulating to the senses, and more likely to evoke intuitive judgments.

This is precisely the direction in which the organizers and Huanyu Deep Mining are most likely to have prepared a backup plan.

They use mysterious traditional explanations to characterize the raw stone samples, and even allude to their association with certain special things.

Almost at the same time Zhao Jun spoke, Ye Tian heard three extremely slight vibrations from the encrypted receiver in his ear.

Wang Yuyan's signal.

Ye Tian's sharp gaze swept across the area where the organizers' senior executives were located below the stage, as keen as a hawk's.

In the third row, on the left aisle, an elderly man with his eyes half-closed and a monocle perched on his nose was facing Zhao Jun and gave a barely perceptible nod.

He was the one who instructed Zhao Jun!

Zhao Jun's sudden attack was not a personal whim, but a premeditated attempt to disrupt things.

Intending to completely sabotage Ye Tian's plan, they forced Murong Xue to reveal her true form during the more traditional Qi-gazing stage!

Murong Xue on the stage remained calm and composed, as if Zhao Jun's words had nothing to do with her.

But Ye Tian's X-ray vision could clearly see, even amidst her perfect posture, the fingers gripping the edge of the safe, the tiny blood vessels bulging slightly beneath her thin skin from the excessive force.

She was trying her best to control her emotions and the situation.

Upon hearing this, the experienced appraiser smiled appropriately and followed up smoothly:

"What Zhao Shao said is indeed a simple way of verifying the idea."

Ancient methods and new knowledge, both are worth trying.

He turned his gaze to the audience, seemingly looking for a fellow practitioner known for their keen eyesight or ability to read the atmosphere.

Ye Fan knew that the original plan to use technical smoke bombs was no longer going to work.

Zhao Jun's interruption, coupled with the tacit approval of the organizers' higher-ups, forcibly steered the situation into an area where they were adept and could act with impunity.

If the expert in astrology arranged by the other party were to take the stage and spout nonsense under the guise of metaphysics, attaching any label to the raw stone sample, Murong Xue would be put in a passive position.

Decisions must be made in an instant.

He raised his hand again, this time raising his voice slightly.

He maintained the composure of a scholar, but with an added air of unquestionable certainty.

Amidst the impending uproar sparked by the topic of "qi observation," it clearly pierced through the entire venue:

"Host, since we've come up with the topic of observing qi, perhaps I could offer a different perspective."

He adjusted his glasses, his gaze calmly sweeping across the room before finally settling on the unremarkable raw stone sample on the stage.

"I am not very talented, but I have some knowledge of the microscopic analysis of the mineral structure of raw stones."

The art of observing qi is profound and requires a deep spiritual sense; while structural insight relies on empirical evidence of texture.

The unusual light sensation mentioned by the senior may stem from the unique way it crystallizes and coexists internally.

I am willing to use my knowledge to attempt a non-destructive structural perspective analysis of this raw stone sample.

This might help everyone understand its uniqueness and provide a different perspective based on the inherent laws of matter.

He volunteered again to embed the term "perspective" into a framework that sounded purely technical analysis.

It cleverly avoids the mystical implications of seeing through with the eyes, yet hints at a deeper level of observation.

This is both a counterattack against Zhao Jun's provocation. You want to observe the aura, and I'll use my X-ray vision. We're both looking, and we'll see who makes more sense.

This also means proactively taking on potential risks to prevent the other party from arbitrarily assigning uncontrollable personnel to the stage.

The room fell silent again, this time with a greater sense of curiosity, scrutiny, and deliberation.

Countless gazes were focused on Ye Tian, ​​the raw stone sample on the stage, and Murong Xue, whose face remained icy and whose fingertips were pale.

The old appraiser's gaze toward Ye Tian deepened.

He turned his head and seemed to exchange a quick glance with someone in the audience.

Then, that formulaic smile reappeared on his face.

He slowly nodded into the microphone and towards the entire audience:

"Since the Wang family advisor has such an interest and confidence..."

He turned to the side and made a "please" gesture.

Point to the spot below the brightest spotlight in the center of the display stand, where the dusty, unpolished raw stone sample is located.

"Then, please come up on stage and give it a try."

The spotlight beam was slightly adjusted, like a stage spotlight, precisely landing on Ye Tian, ​​who was rising from the back row and walking step by step towards the center of the stage.