Chapter 75: Extremely Perilous (1)
Two hours later, Helena and Shirley disembarked from the plane.
Someone from the archaeological team came to pick them up at the airport.
The group traveled by car, bouncing along the road until they reached Dragon Mount, located in the ancient city in the northwest.
The large tomb was situated at the foot of the mountain behind the village, and the mountain itself was named Dragon Mount.
Surrounded by numerous mountains, Dragon Mount faced a vast lake.
Though remote, this location was an excellent Feng Shui site.
Guided by the reception staff, Helena and Shirley arrived near the ancient tomb at Dragon Mount.
The area was desolate, with a sparse population.
The large tomb had already been excavated halfway.
Leading the archaeological team was Professor Gale Linister, a renowned contemporary historian and archaeologist.
He, along with his team, welcomed Helena.
Professor Linister, with gray-white hair, appeared to be in his fifties or sixties.
His face, with distinct angles, was adorned with black-framed glasses, behind which his eyes shone with a wise light.
Upon seeing Helena, Professor Linister’s eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.
He hadn’t expected her to be so young and beautiful.
In his previous experiences, girls who looked too beautiful were like vases, all style and no substance.
The team members behind Linister, upon seeing Helena, were equally astonished, staring at her with wide eyes, their gazes filled with admiration.
Not surprisingly, the archaeological team spent most of their time working outdoors.
They rarely encountered women, let alone a young beauty like Helena.
Professor Linister was the first to react. He coughed a couple of times into his fist, extended his right hand, and smilingly said, “Welcome, Dr. Parvis.”
The unfamiliar title made Helena feel a bit embarrassed.
She politely shook his hand and said, “Professor Linister, you can just call me Helena.”
Professor Linister spoke earnestly, “No, you are the specially invited artifact restoration expert for our archaeological team. You should be addressed accordingly.”
Helena didn’t insist and just glanced at the tomb behind him. She asked, “Can we start now?”
Seeing her being so efficient, not even taking a break, and ready to work directly, Professor Linister couldn’t help but raise his opinion of her.
“Yes,” Professor Linister instructed someone to bring masks and special shoes for Helena, handing them over to her.
Helena put on the mask, bent down to change her shoes, and followed Professor Linister into the tomb.
The Warring States tomb was deep, more than ten meters underground.
The tomb was eerie and the temperature much colder than above ground.
Helena couldn’t help but shiver involuntarily.
Due to the urgency of the rescue excavation, some parts of the tomb were still being excavated.
Short-handed, they hired local villagers to assist.
Many members of the archaeological team were crouched on the ground, using brushes to sweep away the dust from the pottery.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.
All of them were men.
Professor Linister pointed to the mottled murals on the wall and said, “When the tomb was just opened, these murals were colorful and beautiful. However, upon exposure to oxygen, they quickly oxidized. I didn’t even have time to take pictures before they faded like this. What a pity.”
Helena carefully observed the murals on the wall.
Despite the severe fading and ancient discoloration, she could still recognize the high artistic skill of the painter.
Ancient people possessed a lot of wisdom that was difficult for later generations to surpass.
Shirley, staring at the murals, sighed with regret, “Our Helena’s brain is even more effective than a camera. She can remember everything at a glance and reproduce it exactly. We should have invited her earlier.”
Hearing this, Professor Linister’s eyes showed admiration, praising, “Heroes emerge in each generation. Young people of your generation are truly talented.”
Shirley raised an eyebrow, “Of course, my Helena is a rare genius once in a hundred years.”
Helena nudged her elbow lightly, signaling her to stop talking.
Professor Linister laughed heartily and asked, “I heard you’re Ken’s granddaughter?”
“Yes.”
“I’ve heard about his name for a long time. I’ve cooperated with him many times before. Unfortunately, the old man has passed away.”
Thinking of her deceased grandfather and grandmother, Helena felt a sharp pain in her heart.
After pausing for a while, she continued to listen to Professor Linister’s introduction.
The burial items in this tomb were very rich and had great research value.
Many archaeology experts and team members were invited for this excavation.
Following Professor Linister, Helena arrived at the main burial chamber.
Someone carried a piece of silk painting on a tray and approached.
Helena took a closer look.
The painting was mottled, severely oxidized, faded, and had holes, making it quite challenging to restore.