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Chapter 372 Coordinates!

As the two checked out of the hotel, Zhang Yan's phone vibrated.

The stargazer replied.

Very soon. Only four words.

Yes. Very few.

Zhang Yan paused slightly.

Three seconds later, the second message came in.

"On the back of the last page of the manuscript, there is a symbol that has been crossed out with ink."

"After I had it restored, I discovered that the shape of the symbol was a door."

Zhang Yan stood at the hotel entrance, staring at his phone screen.

The air was cold after the snow, and the white mist from our breath dispersed in front of our eyes.

Nie Qingcheng came out from behind and saw his expression.

"Are you back from stargazing?"

"Um."

Zhang Yan handed her the phone.

Nie Qingcheng finished reading the two messages.

"The last page of the manuscript." She looked up. "Was it left behind by that person from 30,000 years ago?"

"right."

"He knows about this."

"He knew." Zhang Yan put his phone away. "But he covered it up with ink."

Nie Qingcheng asked, "What does erasing it mean?"

"Two possibilities," Zhang Yan said. "First, he didn't want future generations to know. Second, he regretted writing it down."

Why regret it?

"Perhaps they feel that knowing the truth would make things more dangerous."

Nie Qingcheng was silent for a moment. "But he didn't tear out that page."

Zhang Yan nodded. "Yes. He stayed."

"I left it so that someone could find it."

"Um."

The car that was supposed to pick them up arrived. The two got in and headed towards the airport.

The car was well-heated. Nie Qingcheng leaned back in her seat, her fingers lightly tapping the armrest.

"What else did the stargazer say?"

"That's all. I asked her to send over the restored symbol diagram."

"Has it been sent?"

Zhang Yan glanced at his phone. "Not yet."

Nie Qingcheng said, "We'll follow up when we get to Jinghai."

"Um."

After driving for more than ten minutes, Zhang Yan's phone vibrated again.

It wasn't stargazing. It was Qin Xiao.

"Brother Yan, weren't you in Hokkaido? Why did your wife change your flight? What happened?"

Zhang Yan replied, "New mission. We'll talk about it when we get back."

Qin Xiao replied instantly: "What mission?"

Zhang Yan did not reply immediately. He glanced at Nie Qingcheng.

Nie Qingcheng said, "Tell him."

Zhang Yan thought for a moment and typed: "Help me retrieve nearly 30 years' worth of geological exploration reports, missing persons records, and equipment failure records within a 50-kilometer radius of Shennongjia."

Qin Xiao remained silent for more than ten seconds.

Then he replied: "Brother Yan, wasn't the Ruins sealed off?"

"It has nothing to do with the ruins."

"What is that?"

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

Qin Xiao didn't press further. He simply replied with one word: "Received."

Zhang Yan put down his phone.

Nie Qingcheng asked, "When do you plan to go?"

"Let's look at the data first."

"Is the data correct?"

"Depart within three days."

Nie Qingcheng nodded. "I'll arrange the logistics."

Zhang Yan looked at her. "Are you really going?"

"I already said that."

"1200 meters underground."

"I know."

"Unknown threat".

"I know."

Zhang Yan said, "If the judgment exceeds Grade A..."

"I'm leaving," Nie Qingcheng interrupted him. "I accept the conditions you offered. But I need to stay on site."

Zhang Yan stared at her for a few seconds.

"it is good."

Nie Qingcheng then relaxed her shoulders slightly.

"besides."

"What?"

"Don't sneak away at 3 a.m. this time."

Zhang Yan said, "No."

"You said the same thing last time."

"This time it's for real."

Nie Qingcheng looked at him. "I believe you. But if you sneak away again, I'll have Qin Xiao install tracking devices in all your mechs."

Zhang Yan's lips twitched slightly. "He wouldn't dare."

"He dares," Nie Qingcheng said calmly. "I told him he dares, and he dares."

Zhang Yan did not refute.

Upon arriving at the airport, the two went through security. While waiting to board, Zhang Yan sent a second message to Guan Xing.

Are there any records related to "other dimensions" in the Guantiange archives? Did our ancestors from 30,000 years ago mention the concept of "beyond this world"?

There was no immediate reply this time from stargazing.

After boarding the plane, Nie Qingcheng leaned on Zhang Yan's shoulder.

"Take a nap."

Aren't you going to sleep?

"I'm not sleepy."

Nie Qingcheng closed her eyes. "Then watch me sleep."

Zhang Yan looked at her.

Her eyelashes were very long. When she closed her eyes, they cast a small shadow on her face.

The beauty mark at the corner of his eye was very noticeable under the cabin lights.

Zhang Yan reached out and tucked the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear.

Nie Qingcheng didn't open her eyes. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Don't touch me."

"Your hair is covering your face."

"Then don't move."

Zhang Yan withdrew his hand.

Nie Qingcheng leaned closer to his shoulder, finding a more comfortable angle.

"Zhang Yan".

"Um."

"Hokkaido owes me, I'll make it up to you when I get back."

"it is good."

"You should also replenish your energy with hot springs."

"it is good."

"And the night view of Hakodate."

"Make up for it all."

Nie Qingcheng was satisfied. She said nothing more.

A few minutes later, her breathing became even.

Zhang Yan did not move.

He looked at the clouds outside the window.

The plane is crossing the Sea of ​​Japan. Below is a grayish-white sea.

My phone vibrated.

Zhang Yan took it out with one hand, being careful not to alert Nie Qingcheng.

The stargazing reply.

This time it's very long.

"Regarding 'not of this dimension'—this term does not appear in the official archives of the Heavenly Pavilion. However, there is a passage in the handwritten copy that has been repeatedly altered. After spectral reconstruction, the original text roughly translates as follows: 'Beneath the seal lies something deeper. It was not born of this world, nor destroyed by that world. I do not know its name, only that it exists. When the door is closed, there is peace; when the door is open, then—'"

The following words were completely scraped off. Restoration failed.

Zhang Yan stared at the last dash.

If the door is closed, there is peace; if the door is open, then…

Then what?

He looked down. The stargazer added a comment.

"I have sent people to perform a full-page deep scan of the manuscript. But there is something I need to tell you in person."

Zhang Yan replied, "What is it?"

The stargazing reply came very slowly.

Nearly two minutes later.

"Below the ink stains on the last page of the manuscript, besides the door symbol, there was a set of numbers."

"After restoration, it was discovered that—"

"It's a set of coordinates."

"It matches the coordinates in your system perfectly."

Zhang Yan's fingers tightened.

Thirty thousand years ago.

That person already knew the location of the door.

He knew he had crossed it out, but he didn't tear out the page.

He is waiting.

Let the next person who wakes up find the answer themselves.

Zhang Yan locked the screen.

On her shoulder, Nie Qingcheng's breathing remained steady.

Outside the window, the sea beneath the clouds shimmered in the sunlight.

Zhang Yan closed his eyes.

There was only one thought in my mind.

What lies behind that door?