
In the Ming Dynasty, I Became the Head of the Intelligence Organization
by Gu Xiaobai 0
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Li Tianming held up the magnifying glass in front of his forehead, and the tips of the tweezers trembled slightly at the fracture of the bronze tripod. This is a Kui pattern tripod from the early Ming Dynasty. It was unearthed from the ruins of the Ming Forbidden City in Nanjing three months ago. It is severely corroded and has more than a hundred pieces. "The last piece..." He muttered, sweat sliding down his cheeks. As a senior student in the history department, Li Tianming was exceptionally selected for this project because of his outstanding ability in restoring cultural relics. Tomorrow is the results acceptance day, and he must complete the final assembly of the tripod tonight. The tip of the tweezers was gently pressed against the last fragment, making it a tight fit. At this moment, there was sudden lightning and thunder outside the window, and a sudden summer rainstorm came. A dazzling bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, passed through the old window of the library, and hit the bronze tripod impartially. Li Tianming felt his eyes turned white, and the tweezers in his hand instantly vaporized. A faint blue light suddenly appeared on the surface of the bronze tripod, and the newly repaired cracks pulsed like blood vessels, emitting a low hum.
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