I Used a CT Machine to Rob a Tomb and Identified It as an Ancient Psychic Power.

The southern school divides gold to see the mountains, while the northern school listens to the soil and distinguishes tools. It's our turn in the Northeast, and the rules have changed - before going to the grave, a project review meeting must be held first. My name is Lin Jiu, the chief technology officer of the team. When our colleagues were still wondering about the year of the black donkey's hooves, we had already used a mass spectrometer to analyze the composition of the tomb gas; while they were using their ears to listen to the wind to identify the location, our three-dimensional sonar imaging map had been generated. This time the project is codenamed "Daigo" and the target is the underground fortifications left by the Kwantung Army. The source of the alarm was a Kindai Shou corpse with a built-in signal transmitter in its chest, and my bioelectric field monitoring brooch was flashing wildly in sync with its frequency. Behind the bronze door is sealed the "Ancient Spiritual Net" that can rewrite the rules of physics. The shaman blood sacrifice array in front of the door and the spiritual pollution left by the Japanese army made the scene like a nightmare. My partner, Heizi, an eighth-generation sapper, electrified the sapper shovel. Captain Shen in the 749th round put on a magazine engraved with suppression runes. The newly arrived former Seven Stars Club "Container" is trying to understand the meaning of "going to work". I leveled the portable CT machine and said in the group channel: "Everyone has it, follow the seventh set of plans. Remember, we are not here to steal treasures——" "I'm here to apply the last patch to this buggy system that has been running for seven hundred years."