The young woman scratched her head in embarrassment.
Zhang Zhengyi came over and asked, "Did you notice something was off?"
"Yeah, this whole place is just a front."
"What's more, I'm certain this clay jar is from the Ming Dynasty. This skeleton doesn't look right at all. And everything else around us is a fake."
"This tomb was likely robbed. Then someone came back and rearranged everything."
The surrounding graduate students and staff members were shocked. "We went through so much trouble to get in here," one said, bewildered. "How could it be fake?"
"Then what do we do? Are we trapped in here? I just saw the stone door get blocked."
"We don't have much food, we can't get out, and the rescue team isn't here yet."
'The stone door is blocked?'
Gu Shengsheng was surprised for a moment, but then she realized it made sense.
"It's fine," she said. "We just need to find the real passage. Don't worry about food. I'm sure we'll get out of here today."
