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But the hillside where the team set up their tents and set up camp was different, a meadow with all kinds of shrubs growing on it, but no other tall trees on the mountain.

"So on the parchment, in the wood, doesn't it mean a ship?"

Dantès was the only one other than Magellan who had seen the material, and he quickly guessed the most crucial point.

"In the wood" is a well-known ancient Theros allusion, the legend says that when the army of the Setesa was about to invade Athens, the people of the city turned to the prophet for help and received a prophecy: "The future of Athens is in the wood." ”

Some thought it was a reference to the mountains outside Athens overgrown with large trees, but the admiral at the time insisted that it should be on a ship.

In the end, they chose the sea. After a sea battle, the Athenians recaptured their homeland and held a revelry on the Acropolis.

On the parchments, the Captain Theros wrote: "We put the idol in the wood and headed for the first outcrop of land......"

None of the parchment scrolls explicitly mention the place where the captain departed, but according to the description of the context and history, it should be a small seaside town, and coincidentally, there are two such towns, one is Carlos, according to the pirate captain, and the other is Chloe, the seaside town where the archaeological team set off.

According to the allusion, the idol was placed on a ship and transported to the next location, and all other locations in the process could be determined according to the location of the previous one, except for the first location.

If each location was treated as an island, and according to the navigation technology of the time, the distance between each island would not exceed a fixed length, and then a route that matched the description could be found, and the beginning and end points could be determined. Carlos is the only right answer, and the opposite end is a reef.

But if, on the other hand, the idol was not transported to the ship, but was brought into the mountain, then the "outcropping land" was the mountain peak, and this idea pointed directly to the small town of Chloe.

In the time of the captain, the town already existed, and it was a rare city at the time that was both a port and a mountain. So, the statue of the goddess can be transported here.

As it turned out, Magellan's choice of the latter line of thought was most likely correct, and the hillside speaks volumes.

"The parchment scroll says that they planted grass seeds and fast-growing shrubs on the hillside to hide the traces of the excavation, and I always thought it was on an island......

Dantès sighed exaggeratedly, his voice urning like an honest farmer—"he" had changed his appearance.

"I hope you won't get bored, the real archaeological excavations are mostly boring, and the conditions are difficult, and it is difficult to get a commensurate reward for the hard work......"

"I have confidence in you, Professor Magellan, and I won't be bored, my job is much more boring than that. ”

Magellan shook his head: "I hope so." ”

......

Martin put his hand on the fire.

Almost instantly, the flame burned the index finger as if it were electrocuted, and the finger's owner retracted his hand.

Then the hand reached out to the flame again.

Like an impatient gluttonous cat that keeps sticking its paws to the fire to take down the grilled fish.

Eventually, the flame was extinguished.

The hand picked up a note from the ashes.

"Sacrifice...... Magellan ......"

The hand was pale without a trace of blood, slender like a woman, but the voice of the voice was like that of a man, hoarse and ugly.

"In the world, will there be people who go to the fire by themselves......

Martin lit the note, patiently waited for it to burn, and then trampled on the ashes.

......

Magellan patiently waited for the day when the statue of the goddess appeared, but the process was hardly pleasant.

Everyone on the archaeological team began to complain about the boredom of the days, even the few scholars who were there.

It's not because the archaeological team didn't get anything out of it, or because they had too high expectations, but because what everyone did every day was just too boring.

To the guards, they are soldiers, but there can be no enemy here, and they have nothing to do every day watching the excavation team work hard. As far as the excavation workers are concerned, they have come far from their hometowns to this poor and remote country, deep in the mountains and old forests, and they are doing the same work as before. For the professor of history with three students, there are indeed many valuable discoveries here, but the nightlife is so miserable that only one of his female students and Magellan's maid in the entire archaeological team is not a man, which is simply worse than hell.

In desperation, Magellan had no choice but to allow the team members to take turns to vacation to the small town, but that was a drop in the bucket after all, and the excavation progress slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's not the first time Magellan has been a "head", but it's the first time he's faced such a problem. Fortunately, Dantès is willing to support him at all times, although he is not going to give up, but in front of a group of people with sad faces every day, Magellan needs a smile too much.

Of course, Magellan is well aware that this should not be a problem, not only this archaeological team, but all archaeological teams live this life.

The real problem is that so far, they have found nothing.

This is not an exaggeration, the fact is that from the day the camp was set up, the workers dug down in front of the camp, but until now they have not been able to dig up anything that can be called an artifact.

Before setting off, everyone knew that it was an archaeological excavation, and they were more or less expecting it, but the reality was so cold.

Magellan could understand the players' anxiety, but never their skepticism. His pressure came from the pressure of the team, and Magellan was convinced that he would finally be able to dig up the statue of the goddess.

As it turned out, he was right.

On this day, on an ordinary cloudy afternoon, the diggers dug into what they had been waiting for.

The whole camp was boiling, and people were running around, panting and shouting loudly, "dug up" and gathered outside the camp, like a bunch of children who didn't come home from school.

Magellan was the last to come to the edge of the pit, and it was "old Mr. Dantes Edmond" who remembered to call him.

At the bottom of the pit, he saw a corner of a marble.

It was a neatly cut and polished piece of marble, and although it was only a corner, the traces of artificiality could be clearly seen.

"You think this is going to be a temple...... Or is it something else?"

"I don't know. ”