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According to Xu Ang's thoughts, he didn't want to disturb Wang Ling. Standing outside the house and waiting for the old professor to finish writing what he was about to write, it was not too late for him to knock on the door.

Anyway, after arriving here, he didn't have much to do with him for a while, so don't be in a hurry at this moment.

But the arrival of a group of people made a noise after all. When the old professor in the room saw that it was Xu Ang, he put down his pen and greeted him to come in: "It's Xiao Xu, you're here. Come, come in and sit in the room."

When the elders called, Xu Ang couldn't refuse as a junior. He entered this small hut, which was only a square meter. In addition to the bed for sleeping, there was a shelf for clothes and a desk against the wall. As for Wang Ling's own personal belongings, the flat suitcase in the corner of the room served as a shelf.

The hardships and simplicity of the older generation are far from being comparable to that of the brick family of later generations.

In essence, they are two kinds of people, how can they be confused.

Walking into the house, Xu Ang found a wooden stool made of a few short sticks and sat down.

He said apologetically to Wang Ling, "It's my fault for disturbing you."

"If you don't say anything to disturb you, you are too polite. If you didn't know that you have contributed money and efforts, my old man thinks you are too hypocritical, and you can't be fake anymore."

Xu Ang was taken aback by Wang Ling's words.

Is this how I feel to others?

Too fake, hypocritical, such words are not suitable for me.

Am I like that?

Seeing Xu Ang in a daze, as if choked by his own words, Wang Ling showed an old urchin smile: "Xiao Xu, you have a common problem with smart people, do you know? My old man has met many people, among them A large part of them are smart people. People like you are smart, they learn things very fast, and they have brilliant minds, but they are too smart. . A lot of smart people are bad here, you have to pay attention."

Bad old man is preaching!

Xu Ang reacted, but he was not disgusted. Because he knew that Wang Ling was using this to remind him of certain things, so that he would not lose the big because of the small.

So what's the matter?

Xu Ang will think about it when he goes back, and now he still needs to deal with the old professor Wang Ling. The latter was holding the manuscript paper he was still writing and drawing before, and let Xu Ang watch it.

"Look at this, this is a sketch I drew based on the results of the exploration and the discussions I had with Lao Meng. You also know that old man, I am engaged in geological exploration, and I have been in the wild all year round. It is inevitable that you will encounter them, and you will have more experience. Lao Meng is an expert in domestic archaeology, and his expertise is much stronger than my wild way, so the accuracy of what we discussed is still guaranteed. "

Wang Ling was chattering while Xu Ang looked at the manuscript.

He didn't have to think much to make out that it was a sketch of a catacomb, at this time, at this place, and nowhere else but the one in the subterranean watershed.

As expected of a real professor, he basically figured out the structure of the underground tomb so quickly.

Xu Ang was about to praise Wang Ling and Lao Meng, but Wang Ling said, "Of course, this is just my speculation and Lao Meng's speculation. The specific situation in the underground still needs to be explored by the professional equipment you brought this time. This foreign technology is much more advanced than ours. If we still need people to go down and walk, foreign countries can use detection equipment to figure out its general outline. There is a big gap between us and the country that sent it, and I don’t know why. time to catch up.”

It is inevitable to encounter dangers when using people to explore, and using foreign advanced equipment to conduct exploration that does not require people to enter the site, such as sonic exploration, naturally has a much higher safety factor.

Although the latter is sometimes not as accurate as visiting people in person, technology is constantly improving, and those shortcomings will always be perfected one day.

Just in terms of prospects, the prospect is much brighter than the prospect.

Wang Inspiration's point lies in foreign technology, and it takes time to catch up at home, instead of being envious like some people, and then worshipping the technological level of developed countries, becoming a fool with a yellow skin and a white heart. nar.

Xu Ang comforted the old professor: "I don't believe it will take many years at the speed of our country's development. After all, looking at the world, we are the ones who have gone the furthest along the evolutionary path of wisdom. Not to mention the rest, just From human genes, we have a unique DNA, and its existence makes us have a higher level of intelligence than other members of the human family. Even if the white people in the West want to evolve this DNA, there is no thirty-five Don't even think about it for a thousand years."

"Old professor, I'm not ranting, this is the result of scientific research. Otherwise, why would those self-reliant Westerners secretly use some blood-buying stations to buy our genetic samples secretly? It's even more encouraging the media, starting from the public opinion. Lead us to the evil path where mixed-breed babies can have both parental advantages. Just thinking about this kind of remarks can reveal the flaws. After all, when you buy a pet dog, you have to talk about pure blood. How can it change when you get here? It’s okay to be a mixed blood? It’s not because once we mix with them, this DNA will disappear in the next generation, which is equivalent to being pulled to the same level by them.”

"We can give up our 350,000-year evolutionary advantage at once. All we have to pay is a little propaganda money and a few good-looking mixed-race generations. No matter how you think about this deal, they will earn it. If I were them, I work harder than them."

Wang Ling pointed at him and said, "You kid, don't take my words on your ears. I didn't remind you just now that you should focus on the main points, not the trivial details. Just like what you said just now. , that's not what you should be in charge of, there will be special people in charge. What you should do is to use your strengths and do your best in the field you are good at."

Xu Ang shook his head: "Old professor, it's not that I want to meddle in my own business, it's just that we think about them too well, and we don't think badly about many things, and our people are stupid enough to add fuel to the flames when others are plotting against us. I don't pay attention to it at the beginning, and it's too late to stop it when the problem is discovered. Take the mixed-race baby I said, don't look at the good looks of the generation of mixed-race, it seems that the IQ is also good, you look at the second Most of them are ugly and have other problems. And only a very small number of special cases develop well, they will be pushed out as propaganda samples to deceive the people who don’t understand.”

"Some people don't want to die, so they do need to be vigilant, and they can't relax at all times."

Wang Ling also agrees with this. Although he does not think the matter is as serious as Xu Ang said, he is no longer entangled in it.

As he warned Xu Ang, don't get caught up in trivialities. Wang Ling not only persuaded others like that, but he also practiced it himself.

"Look at this sketch, and I'll tell you in detail about our speculation and why we had to call you this time."

His words moved Xu Ang's heart.

This time, Lao Meng had to let himself come to Qinghai, but there was a mystery in it, and it was not as simple as requiring him to transport expensive equipment.

Using his super memory ability, Xu Ang scanned the manuscript paper with his eyes. It only took a few seconds to write down the contents. Xu Ang said to Wang Ling, "Old professor, I'm listening."

"There is that mausoleum hidden in this underground waters, and Lao Meng and I both went down to see it in person. Although we couldn't go too deep because of the limited conditions, we still found it. Although it was found in it that it was written in Mongolian script. , but after the unanimous confirmation by me and Lao Meng, it is not the style of the ancients, and the buildings inside are more like those built by the party members."

When Wang Ling said this, Xu Ang raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

The two professors could see their feelings, and Zhang Ada kept it as a secret. Thanks to myself not being tempted, otherwise I wouldn't be a clown.

When encountering a real professor instead of a fake expert, the native father and son may not necessarily know more than others.

When he thought that experts in some film and television dramas were useless and could only be used as background boards or props when giving out box lunches, Xu Ang couldn't help but complain.

These experts are either not knowledgeable enough, or the director does not let people have the opportunity to play.

In short, in reality, professionals such as Wang Ling and Lao Meng are really good at their knowledge, and few people across the country can challenge them.

"Dangxiang people?" Xu Ang asked. "You mean Xixia? But how can there be Mongolian texts in the tombs built by Xixia people? That's not right."

"There's nothing wrong. Regarding the cause of Temujin's death, the unofficial historian doesn't care about it. Do you know how it was recorded in the official history?"

Seeing Xu Ang nodding, Wang Ling asked, "Then what doubts are there? Don't think about it, what if the one buried below is the one? Those who said he was buried somewhere on the grassland, said that there are countless doubtful tombs on the grassland. Yes, what they said must be right? Could it be that this kind of statement itself is part of the tomb of suspicion, deliberately diverting people's thinking elsewhere? The territory of Xixia also included part of Qinghai, and Temujin died in Xixia's extermination of the country After that, to say that he is buried below is a kind of itself, isn't it?"

Yes, you are great.

Xu Ang silently praised Wang Ling and Lao Meng.

These two old professors speculated everything that Zhang Ada had guessed but kept secret. Xu Ang could say nothing but praise.

"You two professors are really good, but..." Xu Ang asked, "What does this have to do with you calling me Qing Hai?"

"Are you stupid? You are so rich now, but your foundation is so shallow, you shouldn't wear more clothes to keep out the cold? Do you have to be choked by the cold wind and freeze to understand yourself? The importance of protection?"

Xu Ang understood.

Wang Ling and Lao Meng were helping him in their own way, lest he would be envied because of his wealth, and the villain would be disadvantaged by timing. You say that this kind of thing is very useful, but it is not always true, but sometimes it is more or less useful. The better your reputation, the louder your name, the thicker the defense against smear and slander.

With a famous bodyguard, ordinary small calculations can't hurt you.

After realizing this, Xu Ang sincerely thanked Wang Ling: "Thank you, Professor, for making you worry."

"If you say this, you will be seen as a stranger. I am ashamed of the old man. If you really want to thank Lao Meng, it is better to thank Lao Meng. That guy is the first person who thinks of you. Lao Meng and I are very happy. When I see young people like you appearing, we are very happy to see you, and we feel that our country is stronger from generation to generation, and our hearts are full of hope. Today's young people, like you, are very capable and knowledgeable. , we can't help you most of the time, we can only remind you to the best of our ability. After all, we have lived for so many years, and we have seen more people and sophistication than you at our age, so our experience will eventually be useful. "