The scalpel opened the stomach bag of the corpse, and I saw a bronze compass - exactly the same as the one my grandfather left me before he disappeared.
The deceased was a 70-year-old retired worker and the cause of death was normal. But when the body was carried away, the withered hand suddenly lifted up and pointed directly at me.
That night I went to the chemical factory where he worked before his death, fell into the underground palace, and found my grandfather's handwriting engraved on the sarcophagus:
"The Nine Provinces Dragon Vein Map is hidden in seven places, and whoever gets it can end the fate of the country."
Someone found the first one seventy years ago, the year when the all-out war of resistance broke out.
Now I'm the second one to find it. The people who are chasing me are here. They call themselves the Mohists, but they hold the bronze sword of Tianshi Dao in their hands.
The woman in black who rescued me said she was a disciple of the Mohist School, but her iron ruler was engraved with runes that are only used by Qin Tian Jian.
Another cool female researcher followed me secretly. She had my grandfather's jade pendant on her body.
Which of them can be trusted? Is grandpa dead or alive?
I opened the notes left by my grandfather, and the first page read——
"Jian'er, don't trust anyone, including them."
Super optimistic, logical and smooth