The End of the World: Start with a Book, All Superpowers Depend on Reading

The National Museum of China is the highest historical, cultural and artistic palace with representative evidence of Chinese culture.

It is also the living room where Chinese culture is displayed to the outside world. It has the important mission of preserving national memory, inheriting Chinese cultural genes, and promoting cultural exchanges.

There are nearly two million items in the collection, which can be traced back to ancient times from modern times.

Each piece is a witness to Chinese civilization.

Several people followed the soldiers on duty and passed through several layers of inspections before entering the museum.

After entering it, Wang Mingyang and others also found many traces of fighting.

There were quite a few broken walls and dried blood stains.

When the zombies broke out, it happened to be the weekend.

There must have been a lot of people coming here to visit. As soon as the zombies appeared, the crowds fled and the museum also suffered a lot of damage.

Everyone couldn't help but secretly thought that it was a pity. They really didn't know how much damage this palace of Chinese civilization would suffer.

Walking through the exhibition halls and looking at the cultural relics, Wang Mingyang felt a little reluctant in his heart.

I just hope that these surviving cultural relics can be preserved forever!

Otherwise, he really wants to receive them all in the Mustard Seed Space.

That way, as long as he doesn't die, one day they will be able to see the light of day again intact.

We visited for a total of four hours until noon.

Wang Mingyang and others left without feeling satisfied.

Before leaving, Wang Mingyang looked back at the entire museum.

Some of the collections inside are all Chinese treasures.

I hope I can keep it forever!

After a brief lunch, a few people came to the ancient imperial city again.

Stepping into the ancient imperial city, after a tour, we came to the museum located in the center of the ancient imperial city.

When he came here, Wang Mingyang suddenly thought that the original "Shan Hai Jing" written by Zi Mu seemed to have disappeared in the long river of history.

The Ancient Imperial City Museum collects the earliest extant "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" by Guo Pu of Jin Dynasty.

Wang Mingyang is still very interested in this.

However, this ancient book has never been shown to the world.

After asking the museum staff, Wang Mingyang found the replica of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" displayed in the museum.

Use the system to scan into the library and browse through it when you have time.

You can ask Zi Mu next time you see him.

Unfortunately, the Tao Te Ching written by Tai has long since disappeared.

The oldest version is now housed in the Hunan Provincial Museum.

I can only look for opportunities to find out.

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As evening approached, several people returned to the hotel.

The moment Wang Mingyang pushed the door open, an illusory homing pigeon flew into his body.

"Haha, Brother Wang, I've arrived in Kyoto, where are you?"

Captain Gong's hearty laughter rang in his mind, making Wang Mingyang's eyes light up.

He quickly sent him a message explaining his location.

Ten minutes later, Wang Mingyang saw Wang Jun, Ye Jianfeng and Gong Zhan in the hotel lobby.

"Haha, brother Wang, you miss me so much!"

As soon as Gong Zhan saw Wang Mingyang, he opened his hands and ran over to hug him.

He kept patting Wang Mingyang on the back and said with a smile.

"Come on, why do you smell so bad!"

Wang Mingyang pushed Gong Zhan away in disgust, but a smile appeared on his lips.

Walked straight towards Wang Jun and others.

"Where does it stink? I just took a shower a few days ago..."

Gong Zhan smelled on himself with a puzzled look on his face.

Wang Mingyang couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard this.

The conditions at Yunhu Base were something you could have achieved a few days ago...

You are so embarrassed to say it!

"Mr. Wang, you are finally here."

No longer paying attention to the stubborn Gong Zhan, Wang Mingyang stepped forward and held Wang Jun's palm, showing a big smile.

"Haha, I was delayed a bit on the way, so I came a little late."

Wang Jun smiled heartily, and he was very happy to see Wang Mingyang again.

"Boss Wang, long time no see."

Ye Jianfeng and Hong Feng, who followed Wang Jun, stepped forward and smiled.

Behind them, there are seven or eight entourages, most of whom are folk supernatural beings.

Except for another fourth-level soldier from Chengdu, Wang Mingyang didn't know anyone else.

"Long time no see, Commander Ye is now a popular figure in the Military Commission!"

Wang Mingyang blinked at Ye Jianfeng and smiled.

"You...the majestic King of Cloud Lake, why are you teasing me?"

Ye Jianfeng suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. He pointed at Wang Mingyang and said helplessly.

The reason why he reached Tianting was that he was recognized by many military commission bosses.

Even during the meeting, Chief No. 1 personally praised Ye Jianfeng, who was far away in Spring City, for his job well done.

This is all because of the zombie elimination plan led by Wang Mingyang.

There is also a series of information provided on the research and development of awakening potions and planters.

However, Wang Mingyang had already told him not to reveal his existence.

In the end, these achievements all fell on Ye Jianfeng and Gong Zhan.

Whenever those military leaders contacted Ye Jianfeng to express their gratitude, he would feel ashamed.

Unexpectedly, Wang Mingyang actually started teasing him when they met.

"Haha, I am the king of Cloud Top now, and Cloud Lake is already a thing of the past."

Wang Mingyang said with a smile.

"How dare you say it? You actually made such a big noise in Shuicheng without making any noise."

"If it weren't for the fact that Chief Wang Jun had contact with Chief Qiu Changkong, we wouldn't even know where you were."

Gong Zhan came closer, rolled his eyes, and put his arm around Wang Mingyang's shoulders to blame him.

"Why should I tell you so much? How many messenger pigeons do you have left?"

Wang Mingyang glanced at Gong Zhan and said disdainfully.

"Uh, there's only one left..."

Gong Zhan scratched his head embarrassedly. Before Wang Mingyang left, he left him a few messenger pigeons.

Originally, they were for him to use in case of emergency.

As a result, this guy wasted some of them.

"You are really Gong Erha..."

Wang Mingyang was speechless. This Gong Zhan is really like Erha.

"Damn it! Hong Tietou, I'm going to beat you to death!"

Gong Zhan exploded when he heard Wang Mingyang call out this nickname.

He turned around and glared at Hong Feng. How could he not know that this nickname must have been told to Wang Mingyang by Hong Feng.

Otherwise, Wang Mingyang would not have known such an embarrassing thing.

"Fight if you want, who's afraid of who!"

Hong Feng shouted with a stiff neck, holding back a smile.

"Okay, okay, you two, stop embarrassing yourself."

"Mingyang, find a place, let's sit down and talk."

Seeing that the two fools were about to argue again, Wang Jun couldn't help but feel a headache. He scolded them and said to Wang Mingyang.

"Okay."

Wang Mingyang laughed and greeted the front-stage duty soldier who was watching the show.

The duty soldier, who had been holding back his laughter, led them upstairs.

The few civilian supernatural people following behind the crowd were shocked beyond words at this moment.

What is the origin of this young man?

How can he be so close to the military leaders in Chuncheng and Rongcheng?

Where have they seen the dignified Chuncheng Military Region Golden Body War God Gong Zhan, laughing and joking with a young man like this?

I didn't see the absolute ruler of Rongcheng, the iron-faced Yama, the head of Wang Jun, almost laughing.

This is simply too subversive...