The protagonist crossed over unexpectedly, the system was dumbfounded, and the protagonist was confused. One system exists to survive and live more comfortably, while the other tries to avoid havin...
After five days of waiting, which was the nineteenth day of survival on the island, Yezi's drone finally made a sound after she got up in the morning. The cultural relics experts sent by China had arrived on the cruise ship and would be able to come and receive the cultural relics in the morning.
Ye Zi grinned, nodded to show she understood, and then looked a little worried.
Reba seemed to sense Yezi's worry and immediately asked:
"Ye Zi, what are you worried about?"
Ye Zi smiled wryly:
"I'm worried that the people who come won't be experts, but rather 'pseudo-experts,' since there are too many of these 'pseudo-experts' online who just spout nonsense."
Cultural relics that could have been repaired were rendered useless in their hands; it would have been better to just leave them where they were.
This kind of person should be smashed to death with a brick, instead of wandering around with the title of 'expert'.
Dilraba nodded, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction:
"Just like that Zhenhai Roar."
Ye Zi nodded silently.
Experts and gurus may sound similar, but the former refers to a leading figure in the industry, while the latter is merely a sensationalist.
In the era of internet traffic, Ye Zi understands their actions, but what they shouldn't have done was meddle in these professional matters. They thought it was fine to show off online, but in the long run, they even fooled themselves.
It has destroyed our heritage and damaged our cultural foundation. What's even worse is that it has used the legacy of our predecessors, who stood tall with their lives and blood, as a stepping stone to fame, and has willingly bowed down to foreign masters. This is disgusting.
The legendary story of "disgusting mother opening the door for disgusting child" perfectly illustrates this point.
Putting aside his distracting thoughts, Ye Zi took his harpoon gun and went into the sea. When he returned, he brought back a few fish, which became his and Reba's breakfast.
After breakfast, Ye Zi sat by the sea, waiting quietly for the person who would receive the cultural relics.
Not long after, a fishing boat sailed toward the shore. Ye Zi stood up, her demeanor indifferent, devoid of respect.
Liu Hu was the first to come down. Ye Zi greeted him, and Liu Hu calmly clenched his fist and then extended one finger.
Ye Zi nodded slightly. He understood what Liu Hu meant. After seventeen days of survival on the island, there were still eleven survival teams left.
A clenched fist represents the number ten, and adding the last finger makes eleven.
Then Liu Hu directed his men to start moving things: two suitcases and three boxes with glass covers.
Then came two elderly men, two middle-aged men who looked like assistants, and finally two men wearing Zhongshan suits, but judging from their build, they should be soldiers.
Looking at the equipment and the last two people, Ye Zi breathed a sigh of relief. The bodyguards were dressed in Zhongshan suits, but whether they were protecting cultural relics or the two elderly people, at least the two elderly people should be capable.
Bodyguards wearing Zhongshan suits are not the intimidating type in white shirts and black suits; these are bodyguards with real skills, and at the very least, they are affiliated with the state.
When the two elderly people looked at Ye Zi, their eyes were filled with gratitude, as if Ye Zi had done something to save the common people.
Ye Zi pointed to the box containing the cultural relics, and the two elderly people immediately called their assistant to bring the equipment over.
They carefully picked up the artifact and began to examine it, while also taking samples of the rust on it.
One of the assistants, carrying two glass bottles, walked up to Ye Zi and said:
"Mr. Ye, thank you for your contributions to the country. I need to go to the shipwreck site to collect seawater samples. Could you please show me the way?"
Ye Zi nodded, turned and walked towards her small boat, saying as she went:
"I am Chinese, so there is nothing wrong with doing this. I just hope that these things will not become scrap metal like Zhenhaihou."
The middle-aged assistant gave a wry smile. The Zhenhaihou incident was a disgrace to their industry, but there was nothing they could do; it had already happened, and they could only complain about it in private.
But regarding the three artifacts contributed by Ye Zi, the assistant said with a serious expression:
"These two people who came are leading figures in the field of cultural relic restoration. Many of the things they restored are on display in many museums."
Even if they cannot be repaired, their condition will not worsen.
We will inform Mr. Ye about this matter, and you will receive relevant information after the program ends.
Ye Zi nodded, boarded the small boat, and rowed towards the shipwreck site.
Upon arrival, the assistant rolled up his sleeves and went straight into the sea, much to Ye Zi's surprise.
I initially thought the assistant wouldn't bring any diving equipment, so I assumed he would be the one to collect seawater samples. But to my surprise, the middle-aged assistant, who looked like a scholar, went straight into the sea.
Ye Zi wasn't in a hurry, so she just sat on the boat and waited.
As time ticked by, Ye Zi grew increasingly surprised, never expecting that her middle-aged assistant was such a skilled diver.
About five minutes later, just as Ye Zi was considering whether to go into the sea to check the situation, a pair of hands suddenly reached out from the sea near the small boat.
Two glass bottles already filled with seawater appeared in front of them. Ye Zi immediately reached out, took the bottles, and put them away. Then she pulled her middle-aged assistant onto the small boat.
Seeing Ye Zi's surprised expression, the middle-aged assistant smiled and explained:
"My teacher and I often go to various bodies of water to collect and restore cultural relics salvaged from the water. We are very good at diving to collect samples."
Ye Zi nodded and said:
"Just based on your diving skills alone, my confidence in your ability to restore cultural relics has increased considerably. I hope you can restore them to their original state."
"Thank you for your kind words."
The small boat returned to shore, and the three cultural relics had been placed inside a glass case.
Due to limited resources on the island, only basic maintenance and preliminary assessment can be carried out; the rest will need to be done back on the island.
Seeing Ye Zi return, the two elderly people walked to Ye Zi's side and said:
"Young man, thank you for your contribution. We have gained more evidence to prove that China has existed for over three thousand years."
Ye Zi exclaimed in surprise:
"You mean this is something from three thousand years ago?"
"Based on its appearance, it is preliminarily determined to be between 2,500 and 3,000 years old, but further identification is needed to determine its specific period."
“That’s right, no matter what, this is evidence, evidence that we have been passed down for thousands of years.”
The two elderly people talked while keeping an eye on the three cultural relics being loaded onto the ship.
Ye Zi nodded and said:
"Hopefully they can regain their former glory."
"We will do our best," the two elderly people said together.
After loading everything onto the ship, Liu Hu gave Ye Zi a thumbs-up and then boarded the ship to prepare for departure.
With a martial artist's instinct, Ye Zi noticed someone staring at him and instinctively turned his head to look.
Upon discovering that it was the two men in Zhongshan suits, the two gave Ye Zi a meaningful smile.
As the fishing boat sailed away, Ye Zi noticed, thanks to his exceptional eyesight, that the two men were staring at him.
Ye Zi was completely confused and thought for a long time, but in the end she couldn't remember when she had any interaction with those two people.
If I can't remember, I won't think about it anymore. I'm just wondering what that meaningful smile they gave each other at the end meant.
Will we meet again?
Forget it, we'll deal with that later.