"There wasn't one here."
"There wasn't one here either."
"There still wasn't one here."
Shen Le strolled leisurely through the Metropolitan Museum, looking every bit like an ordinary visitor.
Sometimes he stood on tiptoe to inspect an exhibit; sometimes he raised his phone to take photos and videos; sometimes he held his phone and searched up the stories behind the exhibits on the spot—
Yet at the same time, his spiritual power quietly spread out, continuously probing the museum, precisely locating the fragments of the bell rack he intended to retrieve, while also dealing with the chatter of the little ones in his sea of consciousness:
[Wow! There's an Egyptian temple here!]
"Mm, the Temple of Dendur." Shen Le patiently lined up amid the bustling crowd, inching forward step by step until he finally reached the front and began taking pictures. "It wasn't looted. Back when the Aswan Dam was being built with foreign aid, this temple was going to be flooded anyway, so Egypt gave it away as a gift—
"Besides, this temple was originally built by a Roman governor. Something made by white people being sent to white people's territory... well, it's acceptable, I suppose—"
[Wow! What's this?! Is this a Suzhou garden? Which bastard sold out the country?!]
"Not that bad, not that bad. It was built in 1979, specifically designed and manufactured for export." Shen Le settled comfortably in the covered corridor and leaned back to enjoy the daylight. "Our teacher told us about this case. It was commissioned by the Metropolitan Museum, designed by the Suzhou Garden Design Institute, and built by the Suzhou Classical Garden Architecture Company. They made 1.3 million US dollars back then!"
1.3 million US dollars in 1979!
It was a very famous case in the history of classical architecture construction