Aircraft cockpit.
Bao Gucheng personally at the helm.
Zuzi, with her jade-like fingers supporting her snow-white cheek, leaned lazily on the co-pilot seat next to the man, watching the news on the onboard display screen.
Every news channel was frantically reporting on the latest archaeological discoveries of the "Pangu Tomb."
Especially the debate in the tomb chamber just now about the origins of Empire and Western history, full of twists and turns, was hailed by the media as the "debate of the century," and Zuzi's spirited yet calm arguments, heard but unseen, were praised as divine insights.
"The kids spread gossip quite fast indeed." Zuzi watched for a while and concluded.
It turned out international news was just a little gossip in her eyes.
Bao Gucheng's lips twitched slightly, glancing at the small, black metal piece Zuzi was playing with absent-mindedly: "Fossil from the tomb?"
