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"Yes, I gave it to you. But I suggest you don't get too addicted to it, some things are out of your control. Oh, yes, just to be on the safe side, I should leave a call for you. If one day you If your life is at risk, give me a call and I can provide protection."

With the last word blurted out, a note with a phone number appeared in the girl's palm out of thin air.

When she raised her head again, she found that Zhang Cheng had disappeared without a trace, as if she had never appeared before.

"God! Could it be that I encountered some supernatural event?"

The female graduate student shivered subconsciously. Fortunately, it was noon, and the warm sun quickly dispelled the uneasiness and fear in her subconscious.

After slipping the note with her phone number into her jeans pocket, she got into a battered used car and drove straight to UCLA.

She was full of excitement in her heart, and she couldn't wait to let her tutor take a look at the contents of the book, and take a comprehensive test by the way.

If this book is not a fake, then she may take this opportunity to publish several influential academic papers, establish her position in the archaeological circle, and no longer have to worry about finding a job after graduation...

Chapter 656 The Mysterious Ancient Book ([-])

The University of California, Los Angeles, is one of the top fifteen universities in the academic rankings of world universities. It is known as the cradle of talents in American business finance, high-tech industry, and film art.

However, compared to those more popular majors that can make a lot of money, the Department of Archeology is undoubtedly a relatively deserted place.

After all, anyone with a little ambition and desire would not choose archeology, a profession that is doomed to rely on government funding, foundation sponsorship, and donations from the rich.

Of course, the world will never lack people who give up everything for their ideals and interests.

As a tenured professor of the Department of Archeology, Dr. Craig, who is nearly 70 years old, is such a guy who is passionate about exploring, excavating, and protecting the most important heritage of human civilization. For this reason, he does not even marry or have children.

Just before he wanted to check a scroll, it was said to be a broken parchment scroll found in the wall of an abandoned castle in Eastern Europe. When he was going to decipher part of the content from the blurred handwriting, the closed door It was suddenly pushed away with a bang.

I saw a female student with glasses rushing in, raised the ancient parchment book in her hand and shouted: "Professor! Guess what I found!"

"Mansha! How many times have I said this! Don't be rash! As an archaeologist, the most important thing is to keep calm at all times, because only calm can make you make decisions in the fastest way, protect Those cultural relics that are easily damaged in environmental changes." Craig frowned and reprimanded mercilessly.

Since there are relatively few students in the Department of Archeology, he can accurately name everyone.

"No! Professor! Please read this before you talk! I guarantee that you will be as excited as I am after reading this." The girl called Mansha put the heavy parchment books on the table without saying a word In front of the old man.

Although the latter was a little unhappy, out of professionalism and love for archaeology, he carefully put on protective gloves, gently stroked the pages of the book, and began to read the contents letter by letter.

In just a few minutes, the originally indifferent expression on his face turned into surprise, and then changed from surprise to shock, and finally his hands trembled slightly involuntarily.

After a full hour, Craig took off his glasses, took a deep breath, and asked seriously, "Where did you get this book?

Don't tell me it's through illegal means!

do you know?

It is the only book so far that records about the ancient Semitic writing and religious rituals!

And it was written by the Manichean priests more than 500 years ago!

In particular, these ancient alphabetic symbols are completely different from the known original Canaanite, Aramaic, and Saba alphabets.

It is an archaeological discovery that is enough to shock the whole world!

This means that there is another unknown civilization that has completely disappeared in the long river of history!

I don't want to ruin everything because of a questionable book source! "

While saying these words, the old man waved his hands vigorously, without the slightest bit of the calmness he mentioned just now...

The corner of Mansha's mouth twitched slightly, and she quickly explained: "Please rest assured, Professor, this book was a gift from a young Asian man who was a bit self-righteous when I was having lunch outside."

"Are you kidding me?! This book can be sold at an auction house for at least 800 million to 1000 million U.S. dollars. Even if you sell it, it's not worth that much money." Craig frowned subconsciously. Expressed strong doubts.

"I'm sorry, professor, whether you believe it or not, this is the truth, and I am a little confused." Mansha spread her hands helplessly to show her innocence.

But soon, she remembered that she still had a phone number in her pocket, and quickly took it out and handed it to the old man: "Here, this is his phone number, you can call it yourself to confirm."

Craig glanced suspiciously, took out his phone and called.

After a few rings, Zhang Cheng's lazy voice came out from the microphone: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Good afternoon, sir. I'm Craig, a professor of archeology at UCLA. I'm calling you to confirm that you gave this book to Mansha? Is it legal?" the old man said bluntly. asked.

"Hello, professor. I guarantee that its origin is [-]% legal, but I need to remind you that this is not a book in the ordinary sense..."

"It's not a book in the ordinary sense? What do you mean!" Craig felt a little baffled. Before he could react and continue to ask, there was a beeping sound of hanging up on the phone.

Although that meaningful sentence made him a little uneasy, his enthusiasm for archaeological research and his strong curiosity for unknown things quickly overwhelmed everything else.

Throwing the phone aside casually, he said directly to his students: "Well, it seems that you are lucky, Manny. From now on, you are no longer my student, but an equal partner. I swear , you have the right to write your own name on all academic papers related to this book, provided that I lead the research and interpretation work.”

"No problem! It's my pleasure!" The girl nodded without thinking.

Never underestimate a signature!

If the value of the thesis is recognized by the academic community, then she may be hired by UCLA as a respected university professor.

In addition, interpreting an ancient book more than 500 years ago and involving the ancient Semites, her poor knowledge reserve alone is not enough to complete such a difficult task.

"Very good! Then let's start now! Remember! You must keep absolutely quiet when you are working." After that, Craig put on his glasses again, took out a pen and paper and wrote Sassan Bale on the page. Transcribed line by line in Uighur, and then translated against reference materials.

Since the alphabet system in the Western world is recognized based on pronunciation, the pronunciation of people in the same area will change dramatically over time. It is not an ordinary difficulty to translate, far from being as easy to interpret as the hieroglyphic system in the East .

While the two were immersed in the weird contents related to magic, rituals, and supernatural powers, they didn't even realize that there was a monster with horns on its head and its whole body bathed in burning flames on the spine of the book. eyes.

It is like a god crawling out of hell, constantly releasing a sound that humans cannot hear.

In less than a minute, the animals within a radius of several kilometers began to attack each other like crazy. Two golden retrievers, which have always been known for being smart and docile, even jumped at each other and started biting endlessly. No matter how much the owner shouted and pulled, it was useless until one of them swallowed its last breath, and the other let go of its mouth covered in blood and minced meat.

Such a strange and frightening scene not only alarmed the surrounding security guards and patrols, but also journalists from major TV stations rushed to the scene half an hour after the incident to conduct interviews.

No one knows that the culprit is actually a book, an ancient parchment book exuding mysterious power...

Chapter 657 The Mysterious Ancient Book ([-])

Undoubtedly, the two people who were busy deciphering the contents of the ancient parchment book didn't realize how terrible the commotion was happening outside, and they immersed themselves in a state of ecstasy until it was completely dark. A wake of fatigue and hunger.

"Damn it! What time is it?" Craig glanced up at the dark sky outside the window.

"09:30! Professor, I think we'd better go out to eat something now, and then have a good sleep, tomorrow will continue." Mansha looked at her watch and offered a suggestion.

After all, as a young girl, her gastrointestinal digestion function is much better than that of an old man in her 70s, and it is also more difficult to endure hunger.In addition, it is true that I ate a little less at noon, and I was already dizzy more than two hours ago, and I finally persisted until now.

Craig carefully closed the ancient book with reluctance, and nodded slightly: "Okay. But this book must be kept by me. I will never allow it to leave my sight until I complete the interpretation."

"I have no objection! Professor, don't dawdle, or the restaurant in front of the school will really close." The hungry Mansha obviously didn't want to waste too much time, so she agreed directly.