The last discovered clay tablet bearing cuneiform writing.
It was an artifact from AD 75.
After that, no one knew cuneiform anymore.
Ye Yuan briefly recalled what he knew about this kind of writing.
Although he felt somewhat disappointed that the writing on the stone pillars was not alien text.
He had never expected that he would accidentally find stone pillars carved with cuneiform in the Pacific Ocean. He did not know whether that counted as a kind of luck.
Just as Ye Yuan was thinking about these matters.
Xu Hang's voice came through the phone again.
"We've already consulted many domestic writing experts.
But because the writing is too ancient, and our country's research into cuneiform isn't exactly...
That's why we've only managed to decipher some of it now. But it's precisely because of what we deciphered.
That I can now tell you with certainty that the stone pillars should have undiscovered portions."
At that point, Xu Hang suddenly stopped speaking.
He was leaving Ye Yuan enough time to process it.
Xu Hang understood very well.
He had already made his meaning so obvious.
Given what he knew about Ye Yuan, the kid should understand why he had made this call.
Ye Yuan was not an idiot. With Xu Hang having spelled things out to this extent, how could he not guess?
Didn't Xu Hang just want him to help salvage the remaining stone pillars?
That was not difficult for Ye Yuan at all.
After all, the remaining eleven pillars were all lying in his space.
If he wanted to, he could take them out in minutes, couldn't he?
But that was not how things should be handled.
Although cuneiform held no research value for Ye Yuan.
Much less any collectible value.
Ye Yuan would not hand those things