Chapter 11
, Bureau 749 intervenes!
"Buzz—!!!"
Before Jiang Han could react, the screen of the live broadcast room was suddenly covered by a layer of dazzling red light.
The previously rapidly scrolling barrage of comments was instantly cleared.
Instead, a line of bold, large gold official font was firmly nailed to the top of the screen.
[National Top-Level Emergency Notice]
[Issuing Unit: Bureau 749 / Special Affairs Division for National Security]
[Content: Anchor Jiang Han, please immediately cease all acts of vandalism! This is a top-secret national cultural relic! Repeat! Stop immediately!]
This sudden turn of events caused an uproar among the tens of millions of viewers in the live stream.
Holy crap! Bureau 749?! That legendary department?!
[It's confirmed! The official channels are involved! This dragon is real!]
[Jiang Shen is really impressive! Even the national team has been alerted!]
Stop scrolling! Check out the live stream!
Suddenly, a video window appeared in one corner of the live stream.
An elderly man with gray hair, wearing a Zhongshan suit, appeared in the picture.
He was wearing thick glasses, and the background appeared to be a command center filled with sophisticated instruments.
"Young man! Stop! Stop right now!"
The old man's voice trembled as he practically shouted into the microphone, "I am Gu Changfeng, an advisor to Bureau 749! What you're standing on is a Dragon-Locking Formation from the pre-Qin period! The inscription on it is the 'Dragon-Trapping Curse'! You absolutely mustn't move it!"
Jiang Han slowly straightened up, looking at the drone camera floating in the air with a cold expression.
"The Dragon-Trapping Curse?"
He sneered, "Old man, since you know what this is, you should also know that this thing has been dead for thousands of years."
"No! It's not completely dead!"
Professor Gu's face flushed with anxiety. "Though the dragon bones are dead, the dragon's energy hasn't dissipated! Moreover... and according to our energy monitoring, there are extremely strong biomagnetic field fluctuations in that cave! There's more than just bones there!"
Jiang Han ignored Professor Gu's roar.
His nostrils twitched slightly.
A strange smell entered his nostrils.
good smell.
It resembles the finest musk, yet it also carries a restless, sweet-smelling odor.
This smell... is coming from the abdominal cavity of the dragon bone.
Jiang Han's eyes narrowed, and he jumped down from the towering dragon head.
"Bang."
It landed silently.
He walked quickly to the middle of the keel, which is the abdomen.
Shine a powerful flashlight over.
Beneath those stark white ribs, on the rocks beside the puddles, lay a pool of golden, viscous liquid.
The liquid was still flowing slowly, emitting a strange, subtle fragrance.
What is that? Gold?
[How disgusting... It looks like snot!]
[Is that ambergris? I heard it's more expensive than gold!]
Jiang Han squatted down, extended his slender fingers, and dipped them in the golden liquid.
I rubbed it gently.
Thick and slippery.
The key is……
"It's hot."
Jiang Han raised his head, his dark eyes fixed on the dark cave ceiling, his voice low and terrifying.
"The temperature must be at least 40 degrees Celsius."
"This thing... was just pulled out less than five minutes ago."
The live stream went silent the moment these words were spoken.
Professor Gu on the other end of the line gasped sharply, his face turning deathly pale.
"Hot...ambergris?"
"Impossible! The true dragon has been dead for three thousand years! This is absolutely impossible!"
Professor Gu frantically tore at his hair, "Unless... unless there's a tomb guardian here! Or... a zombie!"
Jiang Han stood up and casually wiped his fingers on his clothes.
"evil Dead?"
"No, that's too low-class."
He gripped the black gold ancient sword tightly in his hand, and the muscles on his body began to tense up little by little, like a cheetah poised to pounce.
"The system just said that this is parasitism."
"Something has made this dragon corpse its nest, eating its marrow and drinking its dragon energy, and multiplying here."
Jiang Han turned around abruptly, his powerful flashlight flashing into the darkness behind him.
The beam of light, like a sword, pierced through the thick darkness.
At the end of the beam of light, no living creature was seen.
but.
On the muddy ground, a line of perfectly clear footprints appeared.
The footprints resembled the shape of a bare human foot, with five distinct toes.
but……
Its size is three times that of an average person!
Each footprint was deeply embedded in the mud, with water seeping from the edges, clearly indicating that it had just been made.
Moreover, the direction of these footprints...
It extends right from where Jiang Han was standing!
It's nearby!
Even... he was watching him!
A suffocating sense of oppression spread from the screen into the hearts of every viewer.
Professor Gu's voice was already trembling with sobs:
"Run...child! Run!"
"That's a 'hou'! A hou that eats dragon brains!"