The last thing Lin Yanzhi saw was the current value that suddenly jumped red on the laboratory instrument panel.
When the 220V voltage entered his fingertips along the exposed wires, he was staring at the ancient sword data that had just been analyzed on the screen - it was a ring-shou knife dug out from an ancient tomb in the Southern Song Dynasty. The blade was engraved with the vague word "Yunque", and there were layers of dark patterns hidden in the X-ray scan, which looked very much like martial arts secrets written in martial arts novels. Before the paralysis caused by the electric current spread to his heart, the white light in front of him swallowed up the whole world, and there was a strange sound of gold and iron in his ears, mixed with the rustling of fallen leaves in the wind.
"Ahem..."
The choking smell of dust entered his nose, and Lin Yanzhi coughed suddenly and opened his eyes. There was no familiar white coat or cold experimental table. Instead, there were intertwined branches above his head. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting tiny spots of light on the back of his hands. He pushed himself up and found himself lying on a piece of withered grass. His clothes had turned into a burlap bag, and he was still holding a hard object in his hand - it was the "Yun Que Sword" that had just been analyzed. The copper ring on the scabbard was still warm, as if it had just been held by someone.
