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More than ten meters underground, a brick chamber tomb from the Han Dynasty.

In front of the stone gate, Shen Qianqian, Qin Sisi, Su Yu, and Old Lu among others focused their eyes on Lin Chuan.

They saw Lin Chuan tap the stone gate, which was over two meters tall, then he shined his flashlight into two small holes on the gate, before extending his index and middle fingers to probe inside.

Old Lu frowned and asked in confusion, "Is there something inside these small holes?"

Director Su Yu wasn't completely ignorant; after watching Lin's actions, he murmered, "I suddenly recall that, years ago, when interrogating Zhang Biao, a tomb robber, he had mentioned a technique for opening tomb doors that required having very long index and middle fingers. However, he had not mastered it, and I didn't know if it was real or not."

"Having very long index and middle fingers is useful for what?"

Old Lu, who relied heavily on modern instruments, was somewhat ignorant about tomb robbing techniques.

Director Su Yu furrowed his brows, his gaze landing on Lin Chuan, "Just like Comrade Lin is doing now, this move is called..."

"Double Finger Probe!"

To one side, Shen Qianqian chimed in.

All of a sudden, everyone turned to look at Shen Qianqian, their eyes filled with confusion.

Qin Sisi's mouth was slightly open, her voice tinged with surprise as she asked, "Qianqian, you understand these techniques too?"

Shen Qianqian chuckled, shook her head, and explained to everyone:

"I don't understand this. Just now, when I was above ground, I secretly looked up ancient tomb robbing techniques and happened to see the one Lin Chuan is using. Both the index and middle fingers are inserted into the small hole to explore the internal mechanism structure. Then with a force of two fingers, the mechanism is broken open, but..."

"But what?" Qin Sisi pressed.

The corner of Shen Qianqian's mouth twitched, "However, the description says that this is a made-up skill of the fictional Central General of Prosperity."

"What?"

Everyone was stunned.

Made up in a novel?

The unique skill of the Central General of Prosperity?

Once again, everyone looked at Lin Chuan, their expressions a bit odd.

Using a fictional skill to open a real tomb's stone gate sounded strange, didn't it?

Yet, watching Lin Chuan's focused and professional motion, the skill seemed as if it was real.

Just as everyone was puzzled,

Lin Chuan's fingers, which had been inserted into the little holes of the stone gate, suddenly exerted strength and with a 'click-click' sound, immediately drew everyone's attention.

There were consecutive slight clinking sounds from inside the stone gate.

Listening, it seemed like the noise of mechanical movement, not quite like gears, more like iron blocks.

Click, click, click—

Creak—

Lin Chuan lightly pushed with both hands, and the stone gate slowly began to open a crack which gradually widened.

For a moment, everyone's eyes bulged, looking at each other in astonishment.

Their faces were filled with immense joy and full of surprise.

They were happy that the stone gate had been opened without damage.

They were surprised that the so-called 'Double Finger Probe' technique, which was supposedly fiction, was real!

Old Lu's expression was particularly priceless.

He looked down at the handheld stone cutting machine in his hands, his gaze somewhat vacant, recalling that he had always used this machine to cut open stone gates.

Back then he thought holding a cutting machine was very cool.

But now, seeing Lin Chuan effortlessly open the stone gate with just his fingers, he suddenly felt that he had been rather foolish in the past.

This 'Double Finger Probe' was quite cool!

For a moment, he developed a strong interest in the technique Lin Chuan had used.

Double Finger Probe was much cooler than a stone cutting machine.

He thought back further.

On the surface, Lin Chuan had looked up at the mountain range, sniffed the soil, and then, pointing towards the ground, declared there was an ancient tomb below with such ease.

"That's some slick show-off!" Old Lu suddenly felt envious.

Which man could resist the urge to show off effortlessly?

"Expert Lu, won't you come in and take a look?"

In front of the stone gate, Lin Chuan looked at Old Lu, who was still in a daze, and asked.

"Look, look, coming right up." Old Lu immediately put the stone cutting machine aside and then raised his right hand to carefully examine his own index and middle fingers.

Passing through the stone gate.

Old Lu glanced at the two small holes on the stone gate and wanted to reach in to feel around.

Clatter.

Lin Chuan grabbed his arm in a flash and asked, "Expert Lu, do you have a death wish?"

"Hasn't the mechanism been already broken?" Old Lu asked in dazed confusion.

"We've only opened the door; the mechanisms inside are still active. You could accidentally trigger one." Lin Chuan's face darkened, thinking, what kind of expert is this?

Are tomb chamber mechanisms something one can just touch carelessly?

Or is he an 'expert' in theory only?

Old Lu snapped to his senses and grinned, "Brother Lin is right, absolutely right."

"I'm going in," Lin Chuan said.

"Brother Lin, just a moment," Old Lu called out to Lin Chuan.

"What is it?" Lin Chuan turned around and asked.

"Could you teach me that 'Double Finger Probe'? I want to learn it too," Old Lu said earnestly and sincerely.

"Let me see your hands," Lin Chuan said.

"Both hands?"

"Correct."

Old Lu complied, raising both his hands in front of Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan looked at the archaeologist's palms and fingers, then stretched out his own right hand to compare his index and middle fingers with Old Lu's.

Obviously, Lin Chuan's index and middle fingers were longer than Old Lu's by a bit.

Lin Chuan shook his head and pointed at the handheld stone cutting machine, "Yours are too short, you're better off sticking to the cutting machine."

"Oh."

Old Lu looked a bit embarrassed, decided to give up for now and went back to pick up the stone cutting machine, thinking it might be useful after all.