281 Archaeology (1/2)

”What are you doing?” Sherlock stood behind Eggface and asked.

”I'm fighting for the freedom of the Milky Galaxy…” Eggface said halfway and stood immediately.

He moved obediently to the side and said earnestly, ”I'm helping you to test the game. I found a good game company with many great titles. Lord Sherlock, you can give it a try.”

Eggface had mastered the communication technique with Sherlock. He was young but had great learning skills. He was only two years old, but his intelligence was fully developed.

”It's only a small ball with so many runes and words. What's so fun about it?”

Sherlock frowned, but Eggface explained excitedly, ”That's what I thought, but after understanding its background and gaming for 30 minutes, I'm hopelessly addicted. Come, Lord Sherlock, I'll explain it to you in detail…”

Sherlock sat down suspiciously.

…

Two days later.

Arthur walked out of the Pioneer Alliance house and proceeded to the Teleport Portal Main Hall.

After the gamers defeated the Ogres, the gamers had fully occupied the Orc village.

The gamers had a new Daily Mission, Archaeology.

It wasn't a simple job of excavation.

Arthur wasn't professionally trained in Archaeology, so he could only excavate. For Hemp Rope Technology, who was technically trained and skilled in civil engineering, he had different missions.

Though Hemp Rope Technology explained everything in detail on the discussion forum, nobody understood the professional terms and knowledge.

It was about locating the relic position according to the surrounding soil layers and rock placement.

The gamers didn't have a treasure map, but Archaeology didn't require maps.

Arthur wasn't sure of the scientific reasoning. Science was as mysterious as Mana.

Even in the gaming world, the science knowledge learned by the gamers could be used miraculously. What more could they say about the excellent game production?

”Arthur!”

When Arthur arrived at the location of Michelangelo's relic via the Rune Mana Formation, an ugly Gnome, Sylvanas, ran happily to him.

”You're here. Everyone's waiting for you. I haven't started the archaeology work. Let's begin together.”

Sylvanas wore a yellow safety helmet and held a small shovel daintily. If her voice wasn't hoarse, she wound sound very gentle.