CHAPTER 2051: CHAPTER 1874: RETURNING ’FULLY’ LOADED

"At the time, we wanted to see what animals were on the island, but after going in a circle, we were quite disappointed because there were only some insects and one bird. Due to carelessness, I even took a tumble."

"It hurt."

"That time."

"My ankle throbbed for a week."

"Sigh!"

"People get old, memory fades, and the body doesn’t hold up like it used to. Back then, I could climb a mountain all in one go with ease. Now, climbing a few floors requires a rest."

"Young man."

"When you have time."

"Make sure to exercise more, a good body makes everything good. When the body deteriorates, everything goes downhill. The best years of life shouldn’t only be in your twenties or thirties. Try to..."

"..."

At this moment.

The entire investigation team was in a state of confusion. The last time they veered off topic, it was mainly about scolding Myanmar. This time, not much scolding, but could you stop going off on tangents?

Where was this going?

Seriously.

Are you guys really scientists?

So long-winded.

And still able to achieve such results in scientific research? We can’t believe it. Outsiders suggest Transcription Fluid was a product of luck. We didn’t believe it much before, but now, damn, I believe it.

Absolutely.

Definitely.

Certainly.

These few scientists have little content, just good luck.

Hmm.

Case solved.

Truth revealed.

The leader wanted to interrupt several times.

However.

He still didn’t speak up, that scientist looked quite happy talking about this, and if you disturb his mood, don’t bother asking the following questions, just pack up and go home.

I’ll endure.

I’ll endure.

Several minutes later.

Finally.

The narrative about the Sea Island and life came to an end, the leader, Spirit, was revitalized, hastily skimming through the images, and finally finished reviewing the ship’s images, yet the outcome was unsatisfactory.

A dozen or so suspected.

So.

Although it narrowed the scope, it wasn’t very useful.

Alright.

Next question.

"Take a look at this person, have you seen him?" The leader took out a photo, Cis’s younger son, in fact, he didn’t know why, but the consortium demanded it.

No choice.

Just do it.

"Oh..."

A long "oh" sound.

Suddenly energized the leader, but it didn’t last more than two seconds.

"Never met."

"..."

You’ve never met him but made such a fuss, can’t you be serious? I do have a temper, provoke me once more... I’ll close myself off for you to see. Ahem, after the humor, the leader returned to reality.

"No impression at all?"

"No."

"Then think carefully."

"Familiar, yet unfamiliar, you know, different skin tones, everyone looks a bit face-blind, I can’t see the difference in Westerners, and similarly, you might find us alike, so I can’t figure it out."

"..."

This is the impression.

Great.

Another wasted question.

Next.

"What about him?"

"Looks familiar, kind of..."

"..."

"This place, have you been there?"

"A little familiar, I remember at that time..."

"..."

After ten minutes, the leader looked bitter.

God!

God!

Please collect these people’s powers. If you don’t, I’ll end up sending them express to you, although, I only dare to think about it, if I acted on it, I’d be the first to be sent express.

You guys.

Keep your powers in check.

We concede.

We submit.

Goodbye.

No.

Hope to never see you again.

"Sorry to bother you."

"You’re welcome. Hope it helps you, but the body isn’t up to it, sigh!"

"..."

In a word.

The leader almost choked. Helping us? It’s great you didn’t add to the confusion. This matter, it’s best to wrap up quickly, whoever wants to dig can do so, facing this group, you can’t hit or scold.

Take a deep breath.

"Thank you!"

"Let’s go."

With a stomach full of anger.

The investigation team left the sanatorium, looking back, the whole building seemed to harbor a hint of malice, even the leader guessed with evil humor, that the next time they’d see each other could be at a critical care bed.

Forget it.

Whoever wants.

This job.

We can’t handle it, see you never, goodbye to you!

Get in the car.

Leave.

"Leader, how do we report this?" asked a team member after leaving the sanatorium.

"Report?"

The leader sneered.

"Whoever has the capability, let them handle it, we didn’t return empty-handed, at least we made some progress, obtained further ’information’, as for how effective it is, can’t blame us."

No gain?

No.

Who says that?

Stand up.

We returned with a ’full load’, okay? You ask what we gained? Hmph, obviously a belly full of frustration. Faced with such a tricky opponent, with local non-cooperation, they had no method.

"Right."

"That’s it."

"Hmm."

"Understood."

"..."

A few minutes later.

Hung up the phone, the leader felt relieved; just reported to the direct superior, and there came definite news, they can return home, apparently, the consortiums had given up, not ready to continue investigating.

Or.

Not ready to start from here.

Too difficult.

"How is it?"

The members looked at him.

"Return home."

Upon hearing.

"Hurrah!"

"We can go back."

"Happy."

"..."

In the car.

A feeling of joy filled the space, the leader rolled his eyes, counting it, only a few days of work this month, although the most leisurely paid leave, it was also an annoying affair.

Because.

Things weren’t done well, as the leader, it felt like a dereliction of duty.

But.

Who cares.

It’s not my fault, the fault lies with the one who assigned this task, misjudging the situation. Lalala, what to do at home? See family, meet friends, have a lazy sleep, take a stupid dog for a walk.

Life.

So wonderful.

...

In the afternoon.

The investigation team came to the museum again, it had been a month since it opened, the tourist wave mostly subsided, aside from a few who came to see the Dinosaur diamonds daily, most people were fairly regular.

Once.

Twice.

Three times at most.

Afterwards.

Unless there’s a new exhibit, they won’t go to the fuss daily, hence, over a month since opening, as long as one registered, they almost always got in, before leaving Myanmar, they wanted to take another look.

Dinosaur?

No.

That’s for kids.

Gold.

Diamonds.

Cash.

These things that stimulate the human brain are what they truly love, so upon entering, they ignored so-called Antiques and headed straight to their target, quickly spotting a Pyramid.

Sharp.

Asia Dollar.

Cash.

A whole twenty billion piled there.

"What? Thirty billion now?"

Approaching.

The crowd exclaimed, last time it was twenty billion, no wonder it’s a bit taller now, thirty billion, over four hundred million USD placed there, spectacular, knowing the Asia Dollar is already one of the hard currencies.

Spectacular!

"Kaka!"

Quickly taking pictures.

Next time.

Will it turn into fifty billion? Possibly, after all, bills, essentially, are just paper, their value provided by national credit, so for Myanmar, the cost of thirty billion in cash isn’t high.

After the exhibition.

Spend it all if you like.