The Ancestor Of Mankind: Starting From Being Dug Out Of Sanxingdui

Um?

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows.

Just as everyone was waiting with excitement for the arrival of the president of the Academy of Science and Technology.

With the arrival of armed express trains and troops.

A large team of armed police quickly blocked the scene, including everyone.

After waiting for the other party to confirm that everything was safe, a middle-aged man in military uniform opened the car door.

From above, walking straight down was an old man with a Chinese character in Chinese characters.

Within a few steps, the old man had arrived in front of Lin Mo, and the bodyguards following him followed closely behind.

"Hello, Dean!"

"Meet the dean!"

"Thank you, Dean!"

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Everyone quickly straightened their backs and saluted the old man who walked in, showing respect.

"Hello, comrades, thank you for your hard work, comrades!"

The dean smiled calmly and saluted everyone in the same way.

Immediately, he looked at Lin Mo, stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

"Presumably, this is Mr. Lin."

Lin Mo also stood up and stared at him.

"Dean Yun, I have admired you for a long time."

When both parties hold hands, each other can feel the natural, superior aura of the other party.

The old man’s is the existence of acquired blessings.

Naturally, compared to the former's uniqueness, it is slightly inferior.

Therefore, when he looked at Lin Mo, he seemed to pay more attention to it.

So, the old man said excitedly, "Excuse me for being presumptuous, old man, but I wonder if your husband is now noble?"

When Lin Mo heard this, his eyebrows moved slightly.

I am only a sage in his early twenties, how can I tell you?

The image of a master does not care about the unfathomable and unpredictable.

Therefore, he was ready to blow himself up.

So he pretended to be deep in thought, retracted his hand, counted his fingers, and said in deep thought.

"The years are too long and life is too short. Even if I count thousands of years, I can't remember them..."

Counting thousands of spring and autumn years?

Before he finished speaking, the old man was stunned.

One year is one year. How many thousands of years is it? Thousands of years?

Others were also shocked when they heard this.

Good guy, I'm just good guy.

It turns out that you are a thousand-year-old monster!

Moreover, the uncertainty in the second half of the sentence only adds to the emotion.

The pop-up screen in the live broadcast room exploded instantly, and countless rewards were connected with the plane.

Neat words stand out.

To sum it up, it can be summed up in one sentence.

"Grandpa, come out quickly, your grandson is like a god!"

That's it for a few people, after chatting for a while.

The old man naturally invited Lin Mo to the museum to look at antiques.

Lin Mo has now become an ancient priest recognized by the strongest men on the face of the earth. Naturally, it is difficult to refuse and he accepts the offer with resentment.

"Then there's a lot of work to do, Dean Yun."

"Senior Lin, what are you talking about? I'm afraid it's going to shorten my life, little old man." The dean immediately waved his hand, "You can call me Weiguo from now on. You're welcome."

He said, smiling slightly awkwardly, and suggested.

After all, no matter what, Lin Mo is still a person who has lived for thousands of years.

Maybe it's the ancestor's generation. In terms of seniority, I'm completely unqualified.

That's why he always calls Lin Mo sir.

It neither affects the title nor messes up the seniority.

But compared to the latter's caution, Lin Mo was much more casual.

Soon, several people got into the military vehicle. After being picked up and dropped off all the way, they took a plane and flew away to other places.

Only a group of people from before were still looking at the sky and sighing.

"Zhenno, a god and a man..."

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Time flies, time flies.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed like this.

In the past few days, Lin Mo and Liu Pinliang spent less time together and more time apart.

Lin Mo was also happy to be at ease, being accommodated in the presidential suite and enjoying treatment like an emperor.

It was precisely the news that Lin Mo passed away from the coffin quickly became popular after the live broadcast.

Faintly, there is a shocking appearance that swept the entire Internet, became a hot search, and even caused a sensation at home and abroad.

But people are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong.

Lin Mo knew very well that a big tree attracted the wind, so naturally, others could think of it too.

Yun Weiguo, the current president of Rabbit's Academy of Science and Technology.

He waved his hand, and someone immediately took the order to arrange the action, suppressing the heat with lightning speed.

Firstly, Lin Mo's identity is too special and metaphysical, and he is awe-inspiring.

Secondly, they are afraid of disturbing the other party's purity, so they should stop it.

Lin Mo didn't say anything about this, and started to enjoy himself.

As an escort, Wang Anquan was extremely excited today.

After all, they would be invited to visit the World Expo Hall in the afternoon with Lin Mo.

Just thinking about it made him excited.

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In the afternoon, three o'clock and one line are exactly the same.

In a royal garden, the World Expo Hall is crowded with people.

One batch, two batches, three batches and many other senior leaders of rabbits came after hearing the news and joined the queue.

Everyone stretched out their hands to show their kindness to Lin Mo.

"Hello, Mr. Lin!"

"Mr. Lin has admired his reputation for a long time. When I saw him today, he was indeed well-deserved."

"Mr. Lin, nice to meet you, I am..."

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There was an endless stream of greetings from everyone, and Lin Mo dealt with them fluently.

Most of them, after hearing about this or the rumors in the circle, came to Qianpu immediately.

Anyway, everyone wants to take a look or witness whether the priest who has lived for thousands of years is real or fake.

Therefore, in general, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and could understand everything at a glance, but did not make any mistakes.

As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face.

He had to maintain a sense of mystery and distance to create the powerful aura of an outsider.

So far, antiques from the Xia Dynasty.

It was also introduced one after another by a group of archaeologists.

Originally, Lin Mo was still chatting with Liu Pinliang, when he saw several self-righteous middle-aged men touting antique utensils in front of some leaders.

Just one glance made him feel like he couldn't stand it anymore.

So, he walked up to him in a few steps.

"Excuse me, please give way."

Lin Mo raised his eyes and saw the unearthed Erlitou sealing paper, which was hailed as a masterpiece of the times.

He held it in his hands, then shook his head with a sneer, and crushed it on the spot.

Snapped!

With a slight sound, the whole crowd was shocked.

Even during the live broadcast today, the viewers who were stealing the screen were dumbfounded. The screen was filled with pop-ups and they were shouting that they were crazy.

That is an antique from the Xia Dynasty!

Not to mention its priceless value, its archaeological and historical status are extremely important.

Where is this Lin Mo making trouble? !

The crowd leaders who were watching looked at the former with unkind expressions.

Anger, resentment, confusion, confusion, hatred, and even disgust are all on their faces, and they are all different.

Lin Mo seemed to have seen through all living beings and looked down upon them.

"Why, didn't I just break something, and you actually care so much?"

As he spoke, he paused slightly with a sneer, "I never thought there would be people who have such a soft spot for fakes?"