What does it have to do with me, an archaeologist, to rob the tombs of my ancestors?
13 Vice President of the Association of Archeologists

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There was a red plaque hanging in front of the office of the vice president of the archaeological association.

No matter who it was, they would stop for a moment before bowing to the plaque.

This was because there were a few eye-catching words carved on the scarlet plaque.

First-class Merit of the Dragon Country

The vice president of the archeological association was a living first-class merit in the Dragon Country!

This was to commemorate the great contribution that the vice president of the archaeological association had made to the Dragon Country's Cultural Research Institute.

The person who came to report looked at the plaque and bowed.

Then, he knocked on the office door. After hearing the reply, he walked in.

Behind the door, a person in plain gray clothes sat on a chair.

Under that calm aura, it seemed to be flashing with rain and lightning.

When the person who came to report saw the middle-aged man in front of him, his legs could not help but tremble.

Then, he said respectfully.

"Vice President, something happened at the assessment venue.”

"You may need to go over personally.”

Hearing this, the vice president raised his head.

"Aren't there already more than ten professors watching the assessment venue?”

"Why do you still need me to go over?"

"Vice President, you were the one who informed me earlier.”

"Someone passed through the maze you designed in ten minutes.”

"What?!"

The vice president immediately stood up from his chair.

It was just a casual remark that someone could pass in ten minutes.

Even he, the designer, did not think that anyone could really walk out in ten minutes.

"Bring me there immediately."

" I'm going to see who can walk out of the maze that I designed in ten minutes!”

……

"You…you're already out?”

At the exit of the maze, the examiner stared blankly at Zhang Xuan who had just walked out.

There was even a pot of tea on the table beside him.

Because he had never thought that someone could actually walk out at this time!

"If this is the exit, then I have indeed walked out.”

After being stunned for a long time, the examiner finally reacted.

He coughed twice.

"That's right, Mr. Zhang Xuan. You've already passed the test.”

"Please sit at the side and wait for the others to come out of the maze.”

Zhang Xuan nodded and sat at the exit of the maze.

Seeing that there was tea, Zhang Xuan also drank a few mouthfuls to moisten his throat.

Then, he muttered to himself.

"My speed is still a little slow."

"If I can tear down the wall, I'll probably be even faster.”

When the examiner beside him heard Zhang Xuan's voice, the corners of his mouth twitched.

In this maze, even those with a map might not be able to run faster than you.

You came out in eight minutes, and you're still not satisfied!

Of course, Zhang Xuan naturally couldn't hear what the examiner was complaining about.

After taking a sip of tea, Zhang Xuan heard footsteps approaching.

The footsteps were rhythmic and powerful, making Zhang Xuan unable to help but look over.

It was a man with a fierce and dignified face.

No matter how ordinary his clothes were, it was difficult to conceal the brilliance of this person.

When the examiner saw that person, he left and walked up to him.

Then, he bowed respectfully.

"President Hong."

Hearing the examiner's voice, Zhang Xuan instantly remembered.

He had seen this person on TV before, and he had seen him more than once.

The last time she saw him was during the award ceremony for first-class merit.

That time, the Central News Channel broadcasted this news, and Zhang Xuan happened to take a look at it.

In the Dragon Country, a living first-class martial artist was an existence that was extremely respected.

Even Zhang Xuan was impressed by what this person had done.

A year or two ago, an important national treasure of the Dragon Country was lost and then smuggled by black merchants.

Zhenguo Antiques were sent to the Delta region at the border of the Dragon Country. That was where the drug dealers and black merchants were concentrated.

After the vice president of the archaeological association learned of the whereabouts of the national antique, he directly chased after it to the Dark Triangle.

With a few people, he directly snatched back the antique that was about to be shipped overseas.

After obtaining this first-class merit, the vice president of the archaeological association was also evaluated as.

A living Zhan Lang.

After exchanging a few words with the examiner, President Hong walked up to Zhang Xuan.

Thinking that this president was also his superior, Zhang Xuan also greeted him.

President Hong sized up Zhang Xuan and asked curiously.

"Comrade Zhang Xuan, I heard that you only used eight minutes to solve the maze I designed?”

Zhang Xuan also glanced at the person in front of him.

This maze was actually designed by the vice president?

This person in front of him was indeed quite skilled.

Zhang Xuan also nodded, indicating that he did it.

Then, President Hong revealed a gratified smile.

"Young man, you did well.”

"I designed this maze based on some of the desperate situations in the ancient tomb that could trap people to death.”

"You're the first person who can walk out in ten minutes.”

"Professor Cheng has indeed recruited a good person this time.”

President Hong patted his shoulder. The examiner who was watching from the side could not help but open his mouth.

This was the first time they had seen the unsmiling vice president think so highly of a young man.

Even the three generations of this young man's ancestors were grave robbers!

Looking at Zhang Xuan's expression, President Hong asked again.

"Do you know the author of Xunlong Dianxue?”

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