At the Tang Dynasty tomb archaeological site broadcast live on the entire Internet, I accidentally touched the mechanism and the bricks under my feet collapsed instantly.
At the critical moment, in the last scene before the live broadcast was interrupted, a line of barrage crossed the screen like a ghost: "Three bricks from the left, knock three times to survive."
I followed the instructions and escaped, and the barrage exploded instantly: "Can she see us?!"
No one knew that I was receiving barrages from the future, nor did they know that I was the reincarnation of the designer of this tomb.
When a family of tomb robbers threatened me for seizing the national treasure, I broadcast live in public to restore the "gold repair technique" that has been lost for thousands of years.
A close-up of the restored porcelain vase is secretly inscribed: "Anyone who offends our tomb will be punished."
The portrait of the tomb owner on the mural behind me actually looks exactly like me.
A barrage of bullets flashed across the screen: "Welcome the princess to return to her throne."
