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"There's no musty smell, so the cave must be very dry."

Professor Lin judged that he was swinging the chisel with even more effort.

"Click—"

After several people worked together, the boulders in front of the mountain were quickly cleared, revealing a hole that was more than a meter high.

At first glance, the cave was pitch black, with not a single ray of light in sight.

Professor Lin took a few steps forward, his breathing becoming rapid.

"Professor Lin, what exactly is inside?" a student behind him asked.

Professor Lin didn't answer; he seemed stunned. He then walked into the cave alone, holding a flashlight.

"Quick, let's follow them! Xiao Chen, you follow too."

Professor Wang waved his hand and then turned back to call Chen Jianming over.

When everyone entered the cave with flashlights, they were all stunned.

The cave is not large, and it looks like a natural karst cave overall.

The cave is filled with stalagmites, and a large number of stalactites hang from the mountain walls, resembling stone pillars hanging down.

Being inside the cave can feel somewhat oppressive.

Deep inside the cave, there were even stone steps that were clearly man-made.

The ground was littered with broken pottery, bone needles, skulls, and other such items.

What truly captivates the eye is the deepest part of the stone wall, where a smooth, flat stone surface is densely covered with inscriptions.

"With so many signs of habitation and writing, it's highly unlikely that this place was inhabited by primitive people."

Professor Lin, his face beaming with excitement, squatted down in front of the stone wall and carefully examined the inscriptions on it.

Chen Jianming was also surveying the environment inside the cave.

The stone wall shows signs of weathering, and the carved text is blurred, making it look obscure and giving it an ancient feel.

In some places, it's more like a painting than words.

For example, there is a crooked semicircle in the sky above the stone wall, with a dot in the center, and below it looks like someone is raising their hands.

It looks as if the ancient people were performing some kind of sacrificial ritual.

"This... doesn't seem to be the script of the Xia Dynasty."

After scrutinizing him for a while, Professor Lin's tone changed.

He originally thought this would be a relic of the Xia Dynasty, since the characters on the stone slabs outside looked very similar to those of the Xia Dynasty.

As for the ancient Tang dynasty, that was entirely his bold hypothesis.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

The inscriptions on the stone wall in front of us are completely different from the inscriptions on the stone slabs outside; they are closer to those from the ancient Tang Dynasty!

"What a discovery! Could it be that our suspicions from a few days ago were true, and this really is an ancient Tang Dynasty site?"

Professor Lin stroked the stone wall and muttered to himself.

He himself was startled by this assumption.

This means that before the Xia Dynasty, the first dynasty in Chinese history, there were already civilized dynasties located on the land of China, with mature symbols and civilization.

"Teacher, if this really is writing from before the Xia Dynasty..."

"Stop talking."

Professor Lin waved his hand.

If true, it would cause a major earthquake in the entire archaeological community.

The academic edifice built by countless predecessors with painstaking efforts has developed a crack in this cave.

Professor Wang's expression was grave: "Old Lin, this is no small matter. We must protect this cave as soon as possible."

Professor Lin nodded, then turned and waved to a guard: "Xiao Lin, we'll stay here and keep watch. You take two people and go report to your superiors immediately, asking them to organize an archaeological team to conduct the excavation. This is a very important matter, so bring as many people as possible."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Several guards left the cave together.

Seeing the professors so excited, Chen Jianming also joined in.

The writing on the stone wall is very blurry and difficult to decipher; in some places, it has even been worn away.

Scattered on the ground were skulls and some broken stone tools.

If it weren't for the inscriptions on this stone wall, it would definitely be mistaken for a relic left by primitive people like the Upper Cave Man.

"Boring."

He shook his head, looking at the words as if they were gibberish.

However, the professors remained very focused, unwilling to miss a single symbol on the stone wall.

"What is this? Why is there a copper sheet here?"

A male student exclaimed that he had found a palm-sized fragment of bronze in the pile of stones.

The fragment has some rough lines engraved on it, but they have been almost worn away by years of weathering.

"Teacher, doesn't this advance history? We haven't even excavated many sites from the Xia Dynasty yet. Does this mean Chinese civilization is more than five thousand years old?"

Professor Lin took the fragment and exclaimed excitedly, "Hahaha, whether it's from the Xia Dynasty or the ancient Tang Dynasty, this excavation will be a major event that will shock the entire nation—no, it should be something that will shock the world!"

Chen Jianming came over and took a look, but he really couldn't figure it out.

Several professors and students were digging carefully, and he dared not touch them, for fear of damaging the artifacts.

Finding their digging rather boring, he began to wander around the cave.

The cave is not large, only a few dozen square meters at most, and there are many rubble piled up on the ground.

"I wonder if we can extract the memories from these skulls."

Upon seeing a skull, he had a sudden inspiration. He looked around and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching, put the skull into his spatial storage and buried it in the black soil.

However, after waiting for fifteen minutes, no memory came to mind.

Come to think of it, this skull must be at least several thousand years old; it would be strange if it had any memories.

With a thought, he took the skull out again and put it back in its original place.

He has no use for this, but for the country, every piece is important and cannot be lost.

There's nothing wrong with staying in the cave; he's already thoroughly checked it, and there's no danger inside.

So they left the cave and wandered around in the woods outside.

As evening fell, he carried a gazelle back to the camp and lit a fire to roast it, filling the air with its aroma.

Upon arriving at the cave, I intended to call the professors for dinner, but found them still engrossed in their work.

Even Yu Qingqing stayed with the professors, concentrating on cleaning up the ruins in the cave.

These professors are all so old, yet they are so dedicated to the preservation of national cultural relics, showing no fear of hardship.

A sense of respect also arose in Chen Jianming's heart.

He didn't disturb the others, and quietly left, returning to his tent.

Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, the guards that Professor Lin had sent out brought an inspection team to Xuri Ridge.

In addition to the inspection team, there were also dozens of heavily armed soldiers who completely sealed off the entire Xuri Ridge.

"Old Lin, you have really done a great job this time. And everyone else, thank you for your hard work."

A slender elderly professor, accompanied by several soldiers, warmly stepped forward and shook hands with Professor Lin.

Behind him followed more than fifty archaeologists, all around the same age as Professor Lin and his team; not a single young person was there to gain experience.

"Professor Chen, that's wonderful, we've been waiting for you."

"Haha, after receiving your notification, I've mobilized all the experts and professors I could find nearby."

Professor Chen, all smiles, casually changed the subject, pointing at Chen Jianming: "Is this young man also in your research team? Perhaps he's a student Professor Chen just took on?"