Jianglu's matter was like a virus that spread widely. Although the Ministry of Technology had cleared the scene, there was basically no bit of news about the tomb raiding live broadcast on the Internet, but it couldn't be spread by word of mouth.
This was not the ancient times, where everyone had the freedom of speech. It was impossible for another literary prison to appear.
Not only was the tomb raiding world shocked, but the antique world, Feng Shui world, Onmyoji, and so on, even Buddhist monks and Taoist saints were paying attention to Jianglu's matter. However, it was unknown how many of them were just making up the numbers, and how many of them were real experts.
At this moment, the Yang family from South Henan, the Mu family from Beijing, and the Yin family from Xi'an had all arrived. Experts and scholars from various fields had also gathered.
While Lin Feng and the rest were busy with their work, the Craftsman's Gate was also slowly cleared out. It was estimated that they would be able to officially enter this tomb very soon. A military helicopter landed outside the encampment.
When Chen Zhengnan got off the plane, Jianglu slowly woke up in the tomb.
Indeed, sleep was the best way to recharge. After this sleep, Jianglu felt refreshed, and the previous fatigue was swept away. The live broadcast room was not opened, but the super group that was established had already entered thousands of people.
Jianglu felt a headache as he watched.
He washed his face with mineral water, then put the bottle into his storage space. After checking that there was no information left around him, he twisted his neck.
He typed out a few words in the super group chat. The live broadcast will start in five minutes. Our journey will begin again.
Jianglu's title was group leader, so he was seen by many people in an instant.
"F * ck, quickly tell me if my eyes are playing tricks on me. Was that the group leader just now?”
"I'm also very confused. It's only been five or six hours and I just got off work. I thought the host was going to sleep until the sky turned dark.”
"A live streamer? Say something.”
"I don't know. Maybe it's an illusion.”
"Since everyone is so happy, why don't you come and give me a red packet? Haha.”
Jianglu looked at the group of people chatting in full swing, and then looked at the time. It was six o'clock again. He smiled and sighed with emotion. Then he typed a line of words: Live broadcast in one minute, see you in the live broadcast room.
"Alive, alive. The live broadcast room is open.”
"Damn it, you make it sound like the host is dead. I'm so embarrassed to hear that.”
"Host, can you give my son a break?”
"You must have entered the wrong group. Are you looking at forbidden women or dumplings?”
" Phantom, Fox, wipe your saliva, wipe your saliva, it's a female corpse.”
"F * ck, what a strong taste. I'm really impressed by you.”
After washing his face, Jianglu put on his mask again. Then, he looked at the Azure Dragon System and nodded, indicating to open the live broadcast room. In just a moment, Jianglu's silver mask once again appeared in the live broadcast room.
Thousands of people instantly flooded into the live broadcast room, and then more than ten thousand.
In just one day of live broadcast, Jianglu had already become a first-tier streamer, but there was still some distance between him and a super streamer. Jianglu didn't care about this, because it was just a piece of cake for him.
"We meet again. Are we old friends who were here last night? Let me see."
Jianglu had just started the live broadcast and wanted to liven up the atmosphere. Perhaps it was because he had just woken up, but his spirit was also in a state of excitement. Looking at the screen of the live broadcast room, he also smiled." We just crossed the Beauty Coffin, so the rest of the journey will be easier.”
"However, we can't let our guard down, because we only need to go through one more coffin to see the real owner. Actually, I already have a guess about the tomb owner in my heart, but I don't have much evidence, so I won't say it out loud. If any of you can guess it first, the second manager of our live broadcast room will appear.”
As Jianglu spoke, he unintentionally glanced at the position of the housekeeper. The ID of the only housekeeper called Shun Hua had disappeared, leaving only a name.
"System, what's going on?" Jianglu said in his heart.
"Host, this is the reason why the account owner deleted his account. With their technology, it's impossible for them to create an identical account in the grave robbing live broadcast room.”The system's voice sounded.
Although Jianglu had some doubts, he didn't care because it was just a small matter.
Jianglu didn't know that it was because of his negligence that sometimes an inconspicuous small figure could often become the key to a matter.
This was just a small interlude. The live broadcast room was frantically guessing who the owner of the tomb was.
"My guess is Yang Guang. That guy is a tyrant. It must be him. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a mass grave.”
"Is it Bai Qi? Isn't that the God of Slaughter?”
"I think it's Qin Shihuang."
"Can you guys use your brains? Don't just come here. I'm guessing the streamer is Wu Zetian.”
"66666, you guys are so uncultured. Yang Guang, when did Bai Qi come from? Qin Shihuang and Wu Zetian already know where they are, okay? I'm guessing that the streamer is from Qianlong.”
"Motherf * cker, you retard."
Jianglu was also amused by them. The group of people joked seriously. Jianglu also enjoyed this kind of time, but as he slowly walked, the owner of the tomb was not so friendly. In fact, he was almost at the bottom, which was only 20 meters high.
However, the stairs in front of him suddenly stopped, which meant that Jianglu was trapped in the air.
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