Live Tomb Raider: I Have Qilin Blood?

He almost killed himself just now because he didn't do what Qin Mo said.

One time can be a coincidence, but two or three times must not be.

As soon as Qin Mo's voice fell, the people in the live broadcast group had already started to do it.

A place was selected for the equipment brought in, and Bingbing helped the technicians distribute the headsets to the archaeologists and the three guides in front.

There is one more thing on Wu Xie's ears than others.

He raised his hand and touched it twice, and the camera in the live broadcast room shook up and down.

Bing Bing's sweet smiling face appeared on the screen, but the luminous mode was not so clear.

"This is a portable video camera. You bring this so that we can switch between the live broadcast cameras so that God Qin can also guide him carefully. But there is only one camera. Please protect it."

Wu Xie looked at the middle-aged man next to him, "Third Uncle, how about, this is for you, don't blame me for being uncomfortable."

Old Wu gave him a sideways look, "Do you think of your third uncle? I don't want to take it. I walk in the front. If I run into something, the audience in the live broadcast room will be scared to death."

"You walk in the middle, you wear the fit."

Wu Xie smiled at Bingbing, didn't care about the things pinned to her ears, but followed Old Wu into the side ear chamber.

In an instant, many exquisitely carved bottles and jars, as well as some dusty wood carvings, appeared in the camera.

"Let me go, there are all cultural treasures here, right? There was nothing in the coffin just now, it seems that they are all placed here!"

"I have never seen many things here. When I went back to the museum last time, there were not so many things in the museum! This tomb is really valuable!"

"Who said that our Xia Kingdom has nothing, it's all buried under the ground, the hard work of the archaeological team, the cultural revival of Xia Kingdom is just around the corner!"

……

The barrage was very lively, and the people on the scene were very quiet.

Old Wu tapped the wall several times with his hand, squatted down and put his ears against the wall, and was about to speak something.

"Just dig it out from this piece." Qin Mo's voice came from the headset.

Those who followed behind without paying attention trembled several times from the sudden sound.

It was not convenient for Qin Mo to type, so he found an APP assistant on his mobile phone and asked the program team to temporarily set up a network channel and reconnected.

Professor Xu, who poked his head forward from behind and looked forward, felt a lot more relieved when he heard Qin Mo's voice.

Grabbing lines again?Old Wu paused slightly, and pulled the little brother beside him, "You can take the brick, this one first."

The little brother approached, put two fingers close to the wall and probed inside, a brick was taken out, and the archaeological team worked together to start digging the tunnel.

This tunnel needs to go around the sarcophagus outside, but it doesn't take long.

According to Qin Mo's directions, the tunnel was quickly dug through, and they have now arrived at the long corridor they entered before.

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for obtaining golden pupils!The host can start to identify the treasures he saw just now! 】

It's that simple, good things come again?

The golden pupil can identify all treasure collections.

Qin Mo's mind suddenly flooded with a bunch of things. The cultural relics that flashed by the camera just now passed through his mind, and all the information had already appeared in his mind.

It’s just that it’s different from what everyone thinks, these cultural relics come from different places, some even earlier than Lu State!

The difference between the years is about 1000 years!

Qin Mo searched for the information in his mind, and was not in a hurry to direct the archaeological team to the next step.

Without hearing Qin Mo's voice, Professor Xu originally wanted to tell everyone to stand still.

Unexpectedly, the young professor who was almost caught in the coffin by the zongzi just now started to feel for the bricks on the wall, and he didn't know whether it was good luck or bad luck, the first piece came loose.

When the mechanism is pressed, the slate under the feet disappears instantly.

"what--"

There were screams everywhere, and the bricks under many people's feet disappeared instantly.

Only the little brother was left standing on the bricks. Seeing that the mechanism was about to close, the little brother chose one at random and jumped off.

The live camera was pitch black in an instant, and the other cameras on Wu Xie's ears lost their signal the moment the camera was turned off.

All headsets were left with nothing but noise.

The live broadcast team and technical team who were waiting in place were taken aback and hurriedly checked the equipment.

"Oh my God, isn't that professor too young? Without God Qin's instruction, he even touched the things inside at will! Without the protection of special forces, what should we do now!"

"Now the camera is dark, and you can't see anything below, even if God Qin wants to give instructions, there is nothing he can do!"

"Is Great God Qin still there? What should the archaeological team do now? Is there any other way to get in touch? If there is no Great God Qin's help, it will be over."

"This kind of harmful person kicked out of the archaeological team as soon as possible! Is it moving around here?"

"The most urgent thing now is to repair the equipment, and stop talking about the barrage here."

Bingbing's heart tightened, she stood up from the slate, and asked the technical team to cut the camera to the live broadcast team first.

The dark screen lit up, and Bing Bing's face appeared in front of the camera again.

Behind it is the seven-star suspicious coffin just now.

"Audience friends, please be careful, there is signal interference down below, and the technical team is now working hard to fix it. It's just that the situation below is too complicated, let's pray for the archaeological team together!"

"Don't worry about anything, the hope of Xia Kingdom lies in this group of people, pray for blessings!"

"The technical team should quickly find a way, and pray for the archaeological team!"

……

Just as Qin Mo got used to the swelling pain in his head, when he came back to his senses, he saw blessings on the barrage.

The screen stays at the place where the seven-star suspect's coffin is, the perspective of the live broadcast group.

"Where are they? Who told them to press the mechanism!" Qin Mo stood up from the bed and sat up straight.

Hearing Qin Mo's voice, Bing Bing carefully explained: "A young professor accidentally touched the switch just now, and now the signal is cut off, Great God Qin, do you see?"

look?What a fart!
There is no picture, and he can't see it even if he wants to.

Just now he was too serious about appreciating the cultural relics he saw before. If people lost their lives because of this, the system might take them back.

Some people, even if they don't have a reserve of knowledge, they seem to have ADHD!
Qin Mo's tone sounded obviously unhappy.

"The technical team hastened to repair the equipment. If it is slow, I can't guarantee how many of them will survive."

Hearing this, the backs of the staff in the technical team were covered with a thin layer of sweat, and the hands holding the thread were shaking a little.

Now time is not money, time is life!
Seeing the tension in the atmosphere, Bingbing took the initiative to break the deadlock, "Mr. Qin, what is down there? Can you tell me
Let's popularize science with water friends?When the equipment is connected, we will be able to carry out emergency treatment as soon as possible! "