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"Xiaolin, order the Queen Bee to conduct a comprehensive search of the underground area within a 1.5-kilometer radius, using this as the center."

"Understood, Commander. The order has been issued."

The screen inside the warship began to display the synchronized search footage.

At first, it was just pitch black, and then small squares began to appear one by one. The images within the squares were messy and incomprehensible.

The nanobots divided the entire underground space into 1-millimeter cubic blocks, exploring them one by one, so the presented image temporarily resembled a cross-sectional view.

Once the entire search is complete, Xiaolin will synthesize the data as needed.

Since the area being searched is large and not a hollow structure, the speed will be much slower.

Just as he was waiting, Dongfang Chen's digital eyes suddenly received a call reminder.

The caller was Yan Zhengping.

"Commander Yan, is there something I can help you with?" Dongfang Chen answered the phone and asked.

"Xiaochen, someone is going to see you. Please meet them," Yan Zhengping said.

"Ah? I'm sorry, Commander Yan, but I'm not in Bato City right now," Dongfang Chen replied, taken aback.

He felt that Yan Zhengping's tone was a bit strange.

Normally, if someone were to visit him, he would definitely call in advance to discuss it.

Unlike this time, he directly informed him that someone was coming.

"You're at the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, I know. Wait for them there; someone will be there to find you soon," Yan Zhengping said.

"How did you know?" Dongfang Chen was very surprised.

"In this day and age, does anyone have the ability to monitor me?"

He found it very unbelievable.

"Of course, I don't know. Someone asked me to notify you. I don't know the specifics; you'll know when they arrive," Yan Zhengping said.

"Okay, I understand," Dongfang Chen replied.

Twenty minutes later, a Huatong Chamber of Commerce aircraft arrived.

In this weather, helicopters are useless.

Such thick snow makes landing a major problem.

"Old Qin?" Dongfang Chen was a little surprised.

"Xiaochen, we meet again. Let's find a quiet place to talk!" Old Qin said with a smile.

"Please!" Dongfang Chen led him to a room on the warship.

"Xiaochen, why did you suddenly come here?" Old Qin asked directly.

"Old Qin, it's a long story. I accidentally obtained intelligence indicating that Modo is likely related to this virus outbreak. And this isn't the first time they've implemented such a plan; it's said that the sudden demise of several major civilizations more than two thousand years ago was also directly related to them," Dongfang Chen said.

"Then what does that have to do with the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum?" Old Qin didn't seem surprised.

"It's said that Emperor Qin Shihuang successfully crushed Modo's conspiracy, allowing Chinese civilization to be passed down, so I wanted to come here to look for clues," Dongfang Chen explained.

"I see," Old Qin nodded thoughtfully.

"Old Qin, did you come to find me suddenly because of something?" Dongfang Chen asked politely.

"I came to tell you that the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum cannot be opened," Old Qin replied.

"Why is that?" Dongfang Chen asked.

"Because the consequences are very serious," Old Qin replied.

"I don't understand," Dongfang Chen shook his head.

"Let's not talk about before the founding of the country; in the hundred-plus years since, countless civilians have tried to steal from the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and without exception, they have all died," Old Qin said.

"How did they die?" Dongfang Chen asked.

"Unclear. When people found them, they were all dead in the privately dug tunnels," Old Qin shook his head.

"Old Qin, that's in the realm of metaphysics, isn't it...?" Dongfang Chen didn't believe such a strange thing could happen.

"Xiaochen, think about it. The enormous Qin Emperor's Mausoleum has been here for thousands of years, and no one has been able to steal from it. Doesn't that explain something?" Old Qin said.

"Were autopsies performed on those deceased? What was the cause of death?" Dongfang Chen asked.

"Autopsies were definitely performed. Without exception, no external injuries, natural death," Old Qin replied.

"Is it possible it was suffocation or poisoning?" Dongfang Chen continued to rationalize.

"You brat! What, do you think you're the smartest person in the world? Do you think I need you to remind me of that?" Old Qin pointed at him and scolded playfully.

Dongfang Chen also knew that his question was a bit rash.

Over the years, countless people have probably tried to glean clues from these deceased, so naturally, all sorts of possibilities have been considered.

"Old Qin, please stop being mysterious and just tell me if there's any other information," Dongfang Chen said with a smile.

"Of course, there is. In fact, when the terracotta army pits next door were excavated, other things were discovered as well," Old Qin said, pointing in the direction of the terracotta army exhibition hall.

"Really? What things?" Dongfang Chen asked eagerly.

This was his main purpose for coming here.

"A stone tablet," Old Qin replied.