The words on the slate were bright red, with stains beneath them. It was unclear whether it was a special pigment or real blood, but this line of words beside a preserved corpse seemed like the curse of an avenger.
This young girl was Xia Xi Duolaiti.
In the materials Mr. Yue had preserved, there was a photograph of her. After more than a century, the young girl was submerged and sealed in a special resin, her appearance unchanged in the slightest.
Xu Huo stood silently before the corpse. After a long time, he opened his personal panel and purchased an encapsulation prop from the gaming platform, intending to excavate the corpse along with the amber and place it into a container prop.
But after lifting a corner of the amber, he discovered a color underneath that a metal box shouldn't have—an oil painting.
At the same time, the gaming platform sent a prompt:
