When Someone on the History Book panted as he ran back to the basement with the corpse, he was greeted by this scene:
Dragon Fighting in the Wild, wearing a pockmarked face that looked as if sulfuric acid had been splashed over it, was striking various poses before a massive emerald wall, while Cloud Pomelo and several other female players held up system cameras and snapped away nonstop.
"Five thousand Bio-Energy per photo! No bargaining!" Dragon Fighting in the Wild shouted indignantly.
"They're here, they're here! The historian is here!"
Seeing Zhu Yan enter, Vanguard Across the Realm waved a hand, signaling everyone to quiet down.
"Enough messing around. Get to work." Chen Feng pointed at the wall emitting a faint glow. "I don't know what technique this relief uses. It looks like a mural carving, but whenever we try to examine it closely, it keeps flickering rapidly. The frequency is too high—it's like watching the static of a broken television. We can't make anything out. Handle it."
Zhu Yan took a deep breath and immediately entered professional mode. As his level rose, he had learned several more archaeology-oriented class skills. He walked up to the wall, pressed both hands against the cool emerald surface, and activated one of the Civilization Historian's core skills—Historical Echo.
Bzzzz—
The streams of light that had appeared to the players as nothing more than wildly twitching, indistinct blurs gradually stabilized under Zhu Yan's skill.
"This is... a silent film?"
The images became clear.
The Hepa People finally revealed their true appearance. They did not look human, but were humanoid creatures with four slender arms. Their upper pair of hands were delicate and nimble, used for precise work; their lower pair were thick and powerful, used for carrying heavy objects. Their skin was a healthy