Under the cloak of night, they followed the footprints deep into the jungle.

But for some reason, the footprints abruptly stopped in an open area, as if those people had suddenly vanished into thin air.

"Hiss?" Chief Wang furrowed his brow.

How could an entire tribe disappear under their watch, and within a mere twenty meters?

"Is it possible that they overheard our conversation?"

An expert had just finished speaking when he was met with rebuttals from two others.

Miss Qian scoffed coldly, "How could they possibly understand our language?"

Two special forces teammates also stated that they had been on guard the whole time, and no one had approached Chief Wang's house.

"This is really strange..."

"What's certain is that they must have known beforehand that we were planning to take action tonight, so they left early."

"But why do the traces stop here?"

This place is a jungle, the soil is soft, and it's covered with vegetation. It's hard not to leave any traces.

Yet, with so many elite soldiers here, not one could figure out in which direction they had left.

Looking at the stars shining brighter than those over the city, Chief Wang sighed.

"One should never underestimate anyone. In our eyes, they are backward natives, but what are we in their eyes?"

"So, what do we do now? Split up and continue the chase?"

Chief Wang looked at the man as if he were a fool.

"Haven't you seen the movies? If we split up now, we'll all end up getting killed one by one. Idiot."

Ah, that...

Seems right.

Now with the enemy in the shadows and us in the open, it's indeed not wise to act rashly.

Chief Wang paused, then continued.

"Besides, they haven't really done anything wrong. Taking people back to Dragon Country without any reason isn't the right thing to do. Let them go... it's better."

"What shall we do now?"

"Let's go back and rest. You eight will take shifts in four groups to stand guard until dawn, then we'll head back."

"Just like that?"

"What else?"

Chief Wang said and turned back toward the cabin without another word.

Of course, it wouldn't end like this.

Chief Wang still had a big surprise for tomorrow; he just didn't want to tell the others yet.

...

The plane flew steadily.

Though it was a helicopter, its interior was much more spacious and luxurious than regular helicopters.

After all, these seniors could be considered pillars of the world's historical field, each a national treasure.

Even the most high-spec helicopters were suitable for them.

Jiang Xiao and Shi Shi shared a room.

With both of them having physical abilities far beyond normal and it being their first airplane ride, neither felt sleepy.

'Thud, thud, thud~'

At three forty in the morning, their room door was knocked.

"Come in."

The door opened from the outside.

It was he?

Old Yang...

"Old man, why aren't you sleeping at this age? Can your body handle it?"

Jiang Xiao looked at his pale, scary face and kindly moved a chair for him, as Shi Shi was on the bed, and he didn't want the old man sitting there.

It was unlikely he would do something that impolite anyway.

"Devil... Jiang Xiao, right? Uh, I'll just call you by your normal name."

"You seem to have something for me?"

Old Yang nodded. Why else would he disturb you in the middle of the night?

"It's like this, I've made a major discovery!"

After saying this, Old Yang stared intently at Jiang Xiao, his glasses reflecting a sinister glint, until it made the latter feel uneasy...

"Uh, alright, could you stop staring at me and just tell me what the major discovery is?"

"I...I, I can't tell."

Old Yang, stuttering and struggling, had a conflicted expression on his face.

Jiang Xiao: ?

Shi Shi: ?

"You mean to tell us, Old Yang, that you knocked on our door in the middle of the night, said you have a major discovery, then tell us you can't say?"

"Because once I say it, I might go mad… No! I mean, as I'm about to say it, I might go mad or even die! I would have told you otherwise; death would be worth it!"

Mad?

Jiang Xiao began to understand what Old Yang meant, as he thought about the diary owner and the historical mad prophet.

Had they also experienced something like Old Yang's situation?

But they had spoken out, and that's why they went mad?

"So, the situation now is you know something but can't say it..."

"Yes! It seems you understand!"

Old Yang nodded solemnly, clearly relieved that Jiang Xiao had grasped his predicament.

"Can you write it down?"

"I can, but look."

Old Yang pulled out a piece of draft paper.

Jiang Xiao took it, his hands trembling.

Because the paper was full of gibberish!

Now he felt nauseated just looking at these symbols!

"Actually, when I recorded it, I used very standard regular script, but who knows why it turned out this way after."

Hiss!

"Can you try writing it down again for us? We'll read it before it changes."

"Okay." After hesitating for a moment, Old Yang nodded, thinking it wouldn't be the death of him.

While Jiang Xiao and Shi Shi watched in shock,

Old Yang, holding the pen, immediately wore a blissful smile and began drawing circles on the draft paper...

Wang Defa?

That was clearly gibberish he had written himself!

After finishing, Old Yang sat still for several seconds before slowly coming to his senses, then looked doubtfully at the symbols on the draft.

"Indeed, it changed again..."

"No." Shi Shi, with a strange expression, interrupted Old Yang, "Old Yang, it's not that the characters changed, it's that you wrote this nonsense from the start..."

Ah, this...

Old Yang's face turned red. In his perception, he had written it correctly.

So what now?

"Is there any other way you can communicate what you want to us, like using Morse code or something?"

Old Yang shook his head, indicating he had tried various methods with his old friends, all without success, hence his visit here.

"The main thing is, I just mentioned the issue to them, hadn't even started explaining, and they began showing signs of mental disarray..."

Jiang Xiao nodded, understanding it was probably because those old men weren't spiritually profound enough.

"Then can we try another way? You... give me a hint, and see if I can guess this major discovery you want to disclose?"

Old Yang pondered for a moment, finding it might be a good alternative.

"Have you ever read any mythological stories?"

Jiang Xiao and Shi Shi nodded; one had read "Journey to the West" and the other had heard bedtime stories from Sun Wei.

Both could be considered familiar with mythology.

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