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Professor Zhang also saw the intense bidding in the bullet screen. They wanted to buy something from the beast-head monster.
Professor Zhang was old. Although his eyes were cloudy, his heart was not. When he was young, he was a patriotic and dedicated young slacker.
Moreover, he only cared about biological research and had no concept of money.
"All the resources on the monster belong to China. I won't sell them to any other country.
"I'll hand it over to the country. China doesn't need to pay a single cent to buy it.”
Professor Zhang said righteously.
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Professor Zhang's words caused the live broadcast room to be filled with praises.
"Professor Zhang, good job. I apologize to you. I thought you were greedy for money.”
"To be able to abandon money for the benefit of the country, you are indeed a professor from China.”
"Professor Zhang, you're really old, but your heart is still young. You still have the passion to serve your country. I'm a student of the Bioengineering Department. I've decided that from now on, Professor Zhang will be my role model.”
"Professor Zhang, on behalf of China's Capital Institute of Biological Technology, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you.
Also, if you are willing, we sincerely invite you to join our research institute. We need talents like you.”
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"Oh right, don't just focus on Professor Zhang. Look at Commander, he's already at the altar. Is he preparing to…recreate the classic and break the altar in a second?？!”
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Cheng Feng stood above the altar with his hands behind his back.
Under the ghost pattern mask, his dark eyes carefully sized up the altar.
The altar was dark, and the complicated patterns were filled with dried blood.
" What exactly is this altar used for? Why does it need the HP of more than 100,000 people…" Su Qinghan said in shock.
"This…is the superstition and ignorance of the old society under the feudal slavery system!”
Professor Wang sighed. He was both helpless and angry.
However…
In Cheng Feng's opinion, this matter was not that simple.
The forbidden grounds in different worlds naturally could not be measured with common sense.
Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of blood were needed to build this altar, and the altar happened to be in Prince Gumo's tomb.
One could not help but think that this altar was designed and built for this tomb.
As for its purpose…
It might have something to do with the tomb owner, Prince Gumo himself, who had been dead for thousands of years.
"This altar doesn't seem to have the HP of hundreds of thousands of people.!”Lu Bu frowned.
"Fengxian, not bad. You noticed it too?”Cheng Feng looked at Lu Bu with admiration.
This Lu Bu seemed to be a little different from the ones in history…
No one could say what Lu Bu was like in history. He was a duke who could lead an army and dominate an area.
Was he really brave but not resourceful?
Then again,
This altar did not have as much HP as hundreds of thousands of people.
At most, it would only be one-tenth of this HP.
As for where the eighty to ninety percent went…
Cheng Feng had used his Stellar Energy to check and saw that it should be flowing towards the main tomb.
What shocking secret was hidden in the main tomb? What did it have to do with the altar?
He would know once he got there.
With his and Lu Bu's strength, it was not difficult for them to defeat all the demons and monsters in this graveyard!
"Yuan Tiangang, isn't this altar easy to crack?”Su Qinghan frowned.
There were no entrances to the tomb here. The real tomb must be under the altar.
Su Qinghan saw Cheng Feng standing there without moving and thought that the altar had troubled him.
"Of course not. This altar is only so-so.”Cheng Feng was just thinking about the relationship between the altar and the main tomb.
He had already investigated this altar. It was designed in the same way as the tomb door.
It required extremely exquisite calculations and the combination of Feng Shui. A single wrong step would trigger a trap and one would die on the spot.
It was possible that Hu Bayi in the original novel could only be solved by using the secret of finding the dragon and dividing the gold.
Of course, the bad marshal Yuan Tiangang was also a Feng Shui master.
The secret technique of Feng Shui was much stronger than Hu Bayi's incomplete book. It was not difficult for him to crack this altar and enter the tomb.
However…it was too time-consuming.
Now, Cheng Feng only needed to inject a little bit of Stellar Energy and turn it off from the inside.
It was extremely simple!
Cheng Feng slapped his hand on it, causing dust to fly up.
One second…
Two seconds…
Five seconds passed, but there was still no movement from the altar.
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“？？？？”
"Hahahaha! Did the marshal fail to act cool? The scene of the car accident?"
"D * mn, is the marshal joking again?？He said it was simple, but I thought it would be broken in a second like last time.”
"Marshal, you're also playing the opposite game? Are you trying to make me laugh until my stomach cramps? Hahahaha! I can't, I can't, I'm laughing so hard that I'm almost out of breath!”
"Marshal, I didn't expect you to have a bad day.”
"It was just a small mistake. Don't say that. What's so funny about that? This isn't funny. I've been professionally trained to not laugh…
Unless he couldn't f * cking hold it in! Hahaha!"
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