The Tomb of Qin Shi Huang

Chapter 10

Another thing that frustrated Huang Hua was that while he had the weapons, not everyone knew how to use them. These weapons were high-quality, portable weapons for the army, and besides, you can't carry so many guns and ammunition around everywhere! Given the country's security checks, he would probably end up in jail after just a few steps.

Huang Hua had an idea, smiled mysteriously, and couldn't help but praise himself: Genius! This summer vacation won't be lonely anymore, hehe...

Fang Yetong sat in front of the computer, constantly searching for the structure of ancient royal tombs and their usual hidden weapons and mechanisms. He didn't care about anything else. There was only one question that had been bothering Fang Yetong for two days, and he still couldn't come to a conclusion. That was, according to the Records of the Grand Historian: Annals of Qin Shi Huang, the underground palace was "made of mercury to represent the rivers, lakes and seas".

If the tomb is truly as described in the book, how can one cross this seemingly natural barrier? Fang Yetong considered many methods, but a headache ensued. He truly couldn't understand how the ancients had achieved such a meticulous layout, preventing later generations from entering and exploring it even after two thousand years.

"Qin Shi Huang! He truly lives up to his name!" Fang Yetong couldn't help but exclaim. There were even several tombs. It seems that in the Qin Dynasty, Qin Shi Huang had already considered the thoughts of modern people.

Tomb raiding, raiding Qin Shi Huang's tomb? That's a joke! Wouldn't that mean the tomb raiders would be buried alive with him?! Thinking of this, Fang Yetong shuddered and muttered to himself: Qin Shi Huang, truly ruthless!

Facing the laptop, Fang Yetong, who always called himself an all-knowing scholar, was truly stumped this time. The assembly was tomorrow, and Fang Yetong was wide awake tonight, still pondering the "mercury used to represent the rivers, lakes, and seas" in the underground palace.

Outside the window, the moon was past its zenith, and a gentle breeze blew in the night. The curtains fluttered lightly, and Fang Yetong's eyes lit up. She knew it. Regardless of whether it succeeded or not, Fang Yetong fell asleep with a smile on her face. It seemed that she was indeed exhausted these past two days.

Liu Tao returned to the black market, walking among all sorts of people, inquiring about the whereabouts of Qin Dynasty antiques. And you know what? With his buzz cut, sunglasses, and a loose-fitting shirt revealing tattoos that represent the underworld, Liu Tao looked incredibly arrogant. Who would believe that the nineteen-year-old Liu Tao was a recent high school graduate from Fugui No. 1 High School?

"Brother Tao!" Sure enough, he was followed by fifty or sixty thugs, looking arrogant and overbearing.

The largest black market nightclub in Wind City, where black market goods circulate, fetch tens or even hundreds of millions every night. Of course, Liu Tao is here to develop his own power, ostensibly for work, but secretly he has ulterior motives. Liu Tao doesn't want to attend any prestigious university. Why not make some money in the outside world and open a similar large-scale and powerful trading place? Beauties, money, power—all of these would be within his grasp.

Assassin? Bodyguard? What a dead-end job! And you'd be at someone else's beck and call! Liu Tao made a very contemptuous gesture as he thought about it.

Seeing their leader's actions, the underlings thought a fight was about to break out and excitedly shouted, "Brother Tao!"

Liu Tao snapped out of his daze, turned around and looked at the kids, and shouted, "What are you doing! You guys, nothing's wrong!" He then waved his hand, and the energetic DJ music started playing again.

The henchmen calmed down and followed behind their leader. Liu Tao had unintentionally acquired these henchmen the night before. Fortunately, Liu Tao had plenty of money on him, and having these henchmen behind him helped him conceal his identity while carrying out his work. Liu Tao tossed money around without batting an eye, which impressed the henchmen greatly. They had already made up their minds to follow Brother Tao, since all the money was spent on these henchmen.

Black Gold Nightclub, lobby.

Liu Tao waved his hand, and his underlings quickly took their seats in the booths. Then came the beautiful women and beer. Liu Tao felt a surge of pride, looking at his underlings and thinking that this would be the first step in developing his dark business in the future.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past. Liu Tao frowned, his professional instincts telling him that this person was different, exuding a murderous aura! Liu Tao tossed some money onto the table, waved his hand to signal not to follow, and turned to go after the shadow...

Lin Xiang didn't really know what to buy! Lu Xiangxiang suggested that military rations could be bought at the Military Trade Building. So, Lin Xiang, with a bag of money in his pocket, looked at the building in front of him, paused briefly, and went inside.

The counter was filled with all kinds of military rations. Fortunately, the business here was bustling with people, and no one paid any attention to Lin Xiang. Lin Xiang pointed to the military rations and bought a large box, which he threw into the car. The car was already piled with all kinds of necessary equipment, such as ropes, bundles, clothing, etc., making it look like they were about to participate in a wilderness survival exercise.

As the car started moving, Lin Xiang disappeared into the bustling street.

The Tomb of Qin Shi Huang, Volume One: Life's Encounters, Chapter Twenty-Six: Photoelectric Protective Suit

Chapter word count: 2264 Update time: 08-02-29 17:53

The next morning, everyone gathered at Lu Xiangxiang's house, and it seemed that everything was ready.

Without saying a word, Huang Hua pulled out several instruction manuals for military equipment and threw them in front of everyone. He crossed his legs and asked, "Take a look, do you know how to use them?"

Each person picked up a book, flipped through it, and then frowned. Huang Hua knew that although the children of wealthy families had all received professional training and had some understanding and experience with basic firearms such as pistols, they might not know how to use new firearms. Even the assassin Liu Tao had not touched a new gun for three years, let alone Lin Xiang.

Huang Hua said mysteriously, "Don't worry, it's okay if you don't know how to use it. I'll find someone to teach you, but it will take two days."

Lu Xiangxiang frowned, knowing that time was running out. Just as she was about to say something, Fang Yetong spoke up, "I've also been researching information about Qin Shi Huang's tomb these past two days. One point is that, according to the Records of the Grand Historian: Annals of Qin Shi Huang, the underground palace was 'made of mercury to represent the rivers, lakes, and seas.' Mercury fumes are highly toxic, so protective suits are necessary."

"Protective suits?" Everyone was surprised!

Fang Yetong nodded and reminded her, "Liu Qingfang can find a way to get protective suits. Doesn't her family own an oil drilling business? Getting a few sets of advanced protective suits shouldn't be a problem."

Liu Qingfang nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

Everyone looked at Liu Tao and Lin Xiang, but no one spoke up, so it seemed there were no problems.

Originally thinking everything was ready, Lu Xiangxiang realized that there was still a lot of preparation work to be done. So they discussed it and decided to make preparations and leave as soon as possible to avoid any unforeseen problems.

And so, everyone boarded the military vehicle that Huang Hua had prepared and drove straight to the garrison firing range on the outskirts of Wind City. Thanks to Huang Hua's special status and the fact that he had somehow obtained a special military order, everything went smoothly.

Over the next two days, Lin Xiang, Huang Hua, Fang Yetong, Liu Tao, Lu Xiangxiang, and Liu Qingfang underwent intensive firearms training in the military camp. Their instructor was Xie Xun, the company commander of the Third Company stationed at the shooting range. Xie Xun was an all-around model soldier who was very skilled in the use, maintenance, and disassembly of various firearms. After two days, he impressed everyone. Lin Xiang also occasionally learned a few moves of Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) and grappling.

In fact, Lin Xiang couldn't sleep at all that night. He felt that although this operation was to help Lu Xiangxiang fulfill her wish, he knew from the preparations that it must be very dangerous and that their lives could be in danger at any time. He was really worried about his classmates who came from wealthy families. In Lin Xiang's eyes, the children of rich and powerful families were all weak and helpless handsome men and princesses. On the contrary, everyone was worried about Lin Xiang. Lu Xiangxiang had secretly decided to let Lin Xiang finish up when they entered the tomb.

Lin Xiang had no idea that the children of wealthy and powerful families were trained from a young age by hiring devilish teachers. Otherwise, how could such an only child from such a large and powerful family, as the future heir, not protect his life?

Don't let their seemingly weak appearance fool you; they could easily take down four or five Lin Xiangs. So Lin Xiang's worries are unnecessary, though he may not know it.

Everything was ready. The protective suits arrived—the latest model, ultra-lightweight and bulletproof, with digital controls. Upon hearing Liu Qingfang's words, everyone looked at each other in disbelief. This was a protective suit? They found it incredible because what was placed in front of them was just a small cardboard box. When they opened it, they found six small square buttons, about the size of two fingers, with one on and one off, as well as an indicator light and a small hole next to it.

Just as she was beginning to doubt, Liu Qingfang chuckled and said, "This is the latest and most advanced protective suit. Although it's still in testing, it's already the best we can make."

After saying that, he picked up one, placed it in front of him and pressed it lightly. A beam of blue light shot out from the small hole, quickly opening a net that wrapped around Liu Qingfang from the opposite direction. Then the net gradually contracted, automatically forming a set of clothes to cover her body.

My God! The clothes woven from light mesh emitted a blue glow and were transparent. It was so amazing that everyone was stunned. They never imagined that technology had developed to such an incredible level.

Liu Tao, in disbelief, pulled out his gun and fired a shot into the protective suit. With a "bang," Liu Qingfang screamed. Upon closer inspection, she was unharmed, and they had no choice but to believe it. As everyone was still in shock, "smack!" Liu Tao was punched to the ground by Liu Qingfang. Liu Qingfang rushed forward and screamed, "Don't you know! You scared people to death by suddenly firing a gun like that!"

Liu Tao rubbed his chest, feeling a sharp pain, and said softly, "Didn't you just say it was bulletproof? I'll just try it out."

"Damn it! I've never used it myself, I just heard it from the engineer. What if there's a quality problem?" Liu Qingfang was really angry, which made her keep cursing.

Everyone picked one up and tried it out. They found it to be perfectly fine. Lu Xiangxiang, however, was not as surprised as the others. If Lu Xiangxiang had said that current technology could even bring the dead back to life, everyone would have been terrified.

Liu Qingfang picked up the instruction manual for the protective suit, looked at it, and then explained it to everyone:

This protective suit is called an optoelectronic protective suit. Made of an ultra-soft yet ultra-hard material, it feels completely weightless when worn, maintaining a consistent distance as the wearer moves – essentially a human-shaped protective shield. Despite its softness, its rigidity allows it to withstand bullets. More importantly, it eliminates the need for oxygen cylinders, as it can directly circulate with the surrounding air. If the environment is airless, the suit automatically releases compressed oxygen for eight hours; if no oxygen supply is needed, it can operate on electricity for seventy-two hours.

"Only eight hours? We might be in there for days and nights! Hey! Liu Qingfang, why didn't you bring more clothes with you?" Huang Hua complained from the side.

"Hey! Huang Hua, this is the latest technological invention. It's only in the testing phase. Being able to produce six pieces is already my greatest effort. You should be content!" Liu Qingfang pointed to the clothes she was wearing.

"Alright! Since we have eight hours, I think that's enough time. The mercury in the tomb is like a hundred rivers and seas, so I'm sure there's a way to break it. Everyone, use it sparingly. The photoelectric protective suits can only be used when we reach the mercury landscape. Everyone, please remember that!" Fang Yetong smoothed things over from the side.

Lu Xiangxiang thought for a while, but still felt something was wrong, and asked, "Then how do we know when we will arrive at the mercury landscape? The mercury gas produced by mercury is highly toxic. Before we even discover it, we will all be lying down."

Fang Yetong said mysteriously from the side, "I have a brilliant plan!" He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Student Liu Qingfang."

The Tomb of Qin Shi Huang, Volume One: Life's Encounters, Chapter Twenty-Seven: Directional Gas Detection Table

Chapter word count: 2276 Update time: 08-02-29 17:53

Liu Qingfang glanced at Fang Yetong from the side and stepped forward to continue, "The tomb has been sealed for two thousand years and is in a vacuum state. Therefore, Fang Yetong also explained the gas detection device and the possible winding geographical location of the tomb. Ancient emperors often relied on feng shui, the five elements and the eight trigrams to arrange the underworld palace, so instruments related to gas and orientation were needed."

Liu Qingfang paused for a moment, which puzzled everyone. They thought that finding the location was easy; modern mobile phones have satellite positioning systems, so they could just check their phones. Why make things so complicated? However, they did need to bring a gas detection device.

Before anyone could continue thinking, Liu Qingfang already knew what they were thinking and reminded them, "Don't expect your phone to be able to use satellite navigation in a tomb. That's something you only see on land or at sea. If you could really use satellite navigation in Qin Shi Huang's tomb, it wouldn't be a tomb of an ancient emperor. You might not even get a cell phone signal once you're inside."

Upon hearing Liu Qingfang's words, everyone except Fang Yetong gasped in shock. They had thought that even if they encountered danger in the tomb, they could use their mobile phones to call for help. It seemed that this operation was extremely dangerous. Liu Tao, Lin Xiang, and Huang Hua couldn't help but turn their gazes toward Lu Xiangxiang. In such a technologically advanced era, they really hoped that all of this was not true.

However, the three were disappointed. Lu Xiangxiang nodded, and after a moment of hesitation, she gritted her teeth and stepped forward to reiterate, "I know I'm being selfish this time. Entering the Qin King's tomb is very dangerous. If anyone wants to back out, I have no objection. However, I only hope that he can help me keep this secret."

Silence, complete silence; no one was speaking.

Without thinking, Lin Xiang said, "Lu Xiangxiang, I told you I would definitely help you, because we are not only classmates, we are also good friends!"

After Lin Xiang said that, Liu Tao chimed in, "Miss, no matter where you go, I will be by your side to protect you. This is an assassin's promise and duty!"

Hearing what Lin Xiang and Liu Tao said, Huang Hua felt his blood boil. His eyes were red as he stepped forward and said, "Damn it, you guys are all going all out, what am I afraid of? Humph! At worst, I'll just kick my head around like a ball. Damn it! I don't believe that the ancient tomb is that evil. Besides, didn't we all swear an oath? Even if it weren't for that, I would still fucking go in."

After hearing his words, Lu Xiangxiang was deeply moved. She kept saying "good" and her excited expression made her almost cry.

Liu Qingfang glanced at it, then stepped forward to interrupt everyone's attention and continued, "Oh! Is that so? Everyone, please take a look!"

As Liu Qingfang finished speaking, she raised her right hand. Everyone's eyes lit up. Wait! Wasn't that a watch? Just as they were wondering what the watch was for, could it be... could it be the instrument Liu Qingfang was talking about!

Sure enough, Liu Qingfang explained from the side, "This watch is called a directional gas detector. It's a combination of a compass and a gas detector, using high-tech technology to combine two functions—no, it should be said three functions, because this directional gas detector can also tell time. It's practically a three-in-one device! Moreover, its power supply allows it to work continuously for up to three months. It can withstand extremely harsh environments, such as high temperature, high pressure, waterproofing, and shock resistance. Hehe... this watch is truly remarkable!"

As she spoke, Liu Qingfang opened another box and gave each person a directional gas detector. When they held it in their hands, they felt that the directional gas detector was about the size of a regular watch. When they fastened the strap on their right wrist, they felt a cool sensation, which felt extremely comfortable.

Everyone was puzzled and about to ask when Liu Qingfang mysteriously said, "Don't you feel waves of coolness? It's very comfortable!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. Liu Qingfang continued, "The materials used to make this watch are based on the principles of mountain springs. As we all know, caves or springs in special geographical locations will change depending on the climate. For example, it may be hot in summer but the cave may be cool, or it may be snowy in winter but the cave may be warm like spring. The same is true for mountain springs."

After Liu Qingfang explained it, everyone seemed to understand. No wonder it gave people a cool feeling when worn on the wrist. In the sweltering heat of summer, it was truly a godsend!

Everyone examined it as if it were a treasure, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, "What a wonderful thing!"

Liu Qingfang then taught everyone how to use it. The surface of the directional gas detector is the same as that of an ordinary watch, with a time ring, hands, date, and an air quality detection groove. The groove will automatically display four ratings: high, medium, low, and toxic, based on the air quality detected.

When the rating is high, breathing feels just like being in nature—the air is fresh and incredibly clear. When the rating is medium, the air feels polluted, and breathing feels a bit stuffy. It's not particularly harmful, but everyone needs to wear a mask when entering the tomb.

When the altitude assessment indicates a low level of toxicity, it feels like breathing at high altitude, with extremely thin oxygen levels, requiring deep, labored breathing. Altitude sickness symptoms such as vomiting, dizziness, and hallucinations may also occur. In this situation, extreme caution is advised. If the assessment indicates toxicity, it means the gas is potentially fatal. In this case, you must immediately activate your photoelectric protective suit or leave the area immediately.

The detection results will be displayed five minutes in advance, meaning you have five minutes to prepare if you encounter an unknown gas hazard. The gas detector will also beep as a warning.

As for the direction, it's like a compass, with four directions: east, south, west, and north. It will automatically rotate in front of you to indicate the direction in front of you.

The explanation sounded like gibberish to everyone, but it also seemed easy to operate. After Liu Qingfang's demonstration, they finally understood how to use this high-tech stuff. Lin Xiang was even more impressed; he had seen two new things in one day, and he didn't know what even more amazing things would appear next.

Meanwhile, over a military base in the Chinese city of Wind.

Led by two J-20 fighter jets emblazoned with the five-star red flag, four night hawk-like fighter jets, arranged in a triangular formation, escorted a state-of-the-art, luxurious passenger plane as it slowly landed on the military base's runway under the command of the control tower.

All four Nighthawk-like fighter jets and one ultra-modern, luxurious passenger plane were emblazoned with the American flag.

A moment later, the cabin of the ultra-new and luxurious airliner slowly opened, and two rows of American soldiers emerged from inside, fully armed and neatly lined up on either side of the cabin door ladder. Then, the first person to step out of the cabin door was an American in military uniform with hooked green eyes.

The Tomb of Qin Shi Huang, Volume One: Life's Encounters, Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Current Situation, International Military Conference

Chapter word count: 2284 Update time: 08-02-29 17:53

From the epaulettes peeking out from the American's head, one can see that they are the rank of a general with five silver stars.

It's important to know that the U.S. Congress stipulates that the rank of five-star general in the U.S. military is only awarded during wartime. A five-star general is the highest military rank in the U.S. military, with five stars on their shoulder insignia, equivalent to the rank of marshal in other Western countries.

The United States first awarded the rank of five-star general in 1919, and the last time was in 1951. Since the death of the last five-star general in 1981, there have been no five-star generals in the U.S. military. In U.S. history, only 10 senior commanders have been awarded the rank of five-star general. Furthermore, only the Army, Navy, and Air Force have five-star general ranks; the Marine Corps does not have this rank.

Following closely behind the five-star general was a female soldier. Her epaulettes indicated that she was a colonel. Although she was wearing a military uniform, she was carrying documents in her left hand, suggesting that she was a military and political secretary. Behind her was a group of theater-level officers.

The American, a five-star general, smiled slightly, stepped down the stairs, extended his hand, and said happily, "Hehe... old friend! Long time no see!"

Before anyone knew it, a row of Chinese military officers had filled the area beneath the plane. The man at the head of the group, wearing a hat with three gold stars, was none other than Fang Yun, the Director of the State Security Bureau, a general, and the Commander-in-Chief of a national-level theater command. He was here on behalf of the Chairman of the Central Military Commission to hold a military conference with international dignitaries in Wind City.

Standing behind him were officers from the First Theater Command. It is worth mentioning that among them was Huang Hua's father, Huang Yao. Not many generals knew that Wind City had been designated as the First Theater Command, including Huang Hua's father, Huang Yao. This is currently a state secret.

Upon seeing General Smith, Fang Yun happily stepped forward and shook his hand tightly. They then compared their wrist strength, and Smith laughed, "Old friend, your wrist strength is still as strong as ever!"

"Mr. Smith, it's been many years! Your Chinese has become more and more fluent, ah! Hehe..."

Fang Yun studied at the U.S. Army Academy when he was young, and he was classmates with the young Smith. Unexpectedly, decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and now they have become military generals of their respective countries.

The two men smiled at each other, released each other's hands, and then gave a solemn military salute. After that, they introduced their entourages, got into their car, and drove away.

In the National Security Conference Room of Wind City, military leaders from numerous countries gathered. Seated at the conference table were military representatives from Russia, the United States, Japan, the United Kingdom, France, Germany, and many other countries. The atmosphere of the meeting was extremely tense, with many countries speaking one after another. The attacks, natural disasters, and man-made calamities they were currently suffering from were all related to the prophecies of the Tenth Scroll.

The meeting was filled with endless discussions. The existence of the third alien species had begun to attack countries around the world. The United States suffered an earthquake many years ago, and the civilians who died in the earthquake have recently come back to life and become the third alien species. They are extremely aggressive, and despite the repeated bombing by American soldiers, these ghostly corpses cannot be killed off.

Japan was also hit by a tsunami many years ago. Like the United States, the corpses buried years ago came back to life and spread rapidly like a virus. They have occupied several cities in Japan and turned them into no-man's-land of panic.

Then Russia, Britain, France, Germany, and other countries began to see the emergence of the third anomaly. If a solution is not found quickly, the human world will become a world of the third anomaly.