Mysterious Noble Beasts

Chapter Thirty: Backstab from Talent

"Wait, wait!"

The community sends warmth, and no one is ready to blast?

It's too heartwarming.

Ten thousand iron-eating beasts rolled through Shi Yu's heart.

At the same time, three big characters appeared in his heart.

exposed!

Most of the time I was talking about the gravel statue by myself, but it was finally discovered.

For this result, actually Yu had already expected it.

If the appearance of the secret realm really has a great impact, the reason will definitely be investigated.

Although there are no cameras in places like the park, it is not difficult to find someone in this world with extraordinary power.

Breath reconnaissance, divination prediction, time rewind... It is normal for some extraordinary creatures to master these strange abilities.

"I hate it."

Shi Yu hated his curious personality to death.

Next, he ran to open the door with a gloomy mood.

According to what the young doctor said, this incident doesn't seem to be a bad thing, and he didn't do anything illegal. If the evidence is found on him, what can he say.

"Finally the door is open."

Shi Yu opened the door, and a cold voice came from outside, which made Shi Yu stunned.

Because the outside is not as he imagined, there are a bunch of people from the relevant departments blocking there, instead, there is only one person.

And this person is not the eldest sister Gao Leng of the street committee, but a younger and beautiful woman, maybe in her twenties.

"This is the wind demon lion?!"

Shi Yu didn't pay attention to her for too long, and was immediately attracted by the creature next to her. It was a wind demon lion that was about to move. This wind demon lion seemed to be really ready to blast the door!

The wind demon lion is a creature similar in appearance to a lion dog. It sits nearly two meters high. It has fluffy white hair, majestic blue eyes, and black cloud patterns on its neck, limbs, body, and long tail. It is particularly domineering.

【Name】: Wind Demon Lion

[Attribute]: Wind

【Race Level】: ? ? ?

【Skill】:? ? ?

Since Shiyu's level could not reach higher-level extraordinary creatures, when he was in school, he only memorized the information that the race was an extraordinary creature.

As for the wind demon lion, it is obviously a higher creature. Shi Yu has only seen its pictures, but he did not pay attention to other information.

However, among the racial levels of extraordinary, commander, king, overlord, patron saint, and myth, he guessed that the race of the wind demon lion should be at the commander level.

"Roar——" The wind demon lion grinned.

"Introduce myself, Lu Qingyi, Ph.D. in archaeology from Gudu University, member of Donghuang Archaeological Association." Lu Qingyi looked up at Shi Yu.

"I want to come and learn something from you, I hope you can cooperate."

PhD in archaeology?

Or Gudu University, one of the nine universities?

When Shi Yu looked at the young girl, his liver hurt for a while.

What a good girl, except for being a little black, why can't you think about it, do something bad.

Archaeology has no future!

"Shi Yu, unemployed vagabond, trainee beastmaster, please come in."

After the other party's introduction, Shi Yu was completely sure what was the reason.

After I came to this world, the matter related to archaeology was not the only thing left.

Shi Yu opened the door, heartbroken and ready to be tortured.

Next, Shi Yu led the Dr. Lu into the courtyard.

At this time, the Iron Eater had already folded the steel plate honestly, and hid behind the tree to peek.

And the green cotton worm also got back into the bird cage, as if nothing happened to it.

After entering the yard, Lu Qingyi and the wind demon lion looked at the small iron beast behind the tree and the green worm in the bird cage for the first time.

Later, they looked at Shi Yu again.

"I said straight to the point, the broken stone statue of the Pingcheng Beastmaster Association has something to do with you, right?"

"I'm not malicious, you don't have to worry."

"I just want to know, did you hear the sound from that stone statue?"

Shi Yu: "That stone statue is a living thing?"

He rhetorically asked the other party's question by default.

Lu Qingyi: "No, the stone statue is dead."

"Your talent is 'telepathy'. According to your understanding, telepathy should only communicate with living bodies."

Shi Yu nodded, and he checked it out, but unfortunately nothing new was found.

"However, there are exceptions to everything."

"Some dead things that carry the beliefs, beliefs, wills, and emotions of many living beings, after being baptized by time, may give birth to 'spirits'."

"'Spirit' is an ethereal concept that has nothing to do with life, spirit, mind, and soul. The archaeological community calls it 'traces of history'."

"This kind of trace, only a very small number of telepaths with special talents have a chance to hear it."

"Therefore, the beastmasters who master this kind of telepathy talent are also called 'those who can listen to the voice of history' in the archaeological community."

Shi Yu said: "That is to say... I am that special talent?"

Lu Qingyi nodded and said: "It is a great talent to be able to hear the voice of history. In the long history, history has had many faults, and countless truths have been buried, and the relics are the ones we modern people go to. The most important way to understand history."

"However, these preserved relics are often protected by extraordinary powers, and it is very difficult to decipher and find them."

"And those who can 'listen to the voice of history' are far easier than ordinary people to find or decipher the key information of the ruins."

"This time, because you touched the 'spirit' of the stone statue, an ancient ruins surfaced, which may be implicated in the truth of the history of the ice field."

Shi Yu had a bad premonition and asked, "So the purpose of your search is..."

Lu Qingyi: "You are very talented and a natural archaeologist. I would like to invite you..."

impossible! ! !

Absolutely impossible! ! !

It is impossible to do archaeology again in this life.

Wouldn't it be nice to earn a little money, raise a giant panda, find a beautiful girlfriend and raise a cute cat with her, go to a safe city and live a happy and relaxed life.

"Sorry...I have no interest in archaeology."

"I don't want to join an archaeological association or go to an archaeological university." Shi Yu said apologetically.

Lu Qingyi wondered, "Who said I wanted to invite you to join the Archaeological Association?"

"Huh? No?"

"Your talent, joining the Archaeological Association is a bit of a waste."

"At present, in the entire ancient country, there are only 11 known 'people who can hear the voice of history', including you."

"It is less than the number of legendary beastmasters, and less than the number of domestic guardian god-level creatures. Do you know what this means?"

"You are invited by another organization."

"And, you don't have to rush to refuse. Men are duplicitous creatures. Having this talent means that you must like this field, otherwise it is impossible to hear the voice of the stone statue."

Lu Qingyi walked under the bird cage and looked at the green cotton worm. The words made Shi Yu feel uncomfortable.

Why...why, why have they all traveled through, and they have nothing to do with archaeology?

Isn't your telepathic talent with thick eyebrows and big eyes very common? How can you backstab me!

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