Chapter 226 - 161: Ancient Heritage_3

"I can’t tell you who your enemy is. When the time comes for you to know, you’ll figure it out on your own. Remember, it’s embedded in your memory." Yavenny said.

"At least you can tell me, have all the Giants perished?" asked Long Yi.

"No, and that’s the only thing I can tell you. You should ask yourself, if all the Giants are dead, where did you come from?"

"Me? Do I look like a Giant now?" A tiny body, feeble strength—it was a far cry from the creature in his memory that could wrestle with Giant Dragons!

"Hence, I am telling you to cool down. You have to get your strength back." Yavenny said with a smile.

"Find it, how?" asked Long Yi.

"That’s up to you. The more I tell you, the more dangerous it becomes. Just remember, even though my sister is neutral, I’m on your side. Now, calm down, remember, stay calm."

Yavenny’s voice faded away, and the sullen feeling inside Long Yi gradually subsided. Once the negative emotions disappeared, he felt inexplicably strange. What just happened? Why did I suddenly go out of control? What happened to the Giants? Who’s fighting against them?

Long Yi got up from the ground, only to find himself drenched and uncomfortable as if he had just been fished out of a water vat.

Are my answers here?

Long Yi looked around.

Suddenly, his right arm twitched slightly, as if something was pulling at it.

"Yes! The answer might actually be here!"

Long Yi instinctively felt that something was guiding him!

He moved his body, feeling sore all over, but the very next moment, his heart pounded powerfully. The soreness dissipated after a few steps, and a strange sense of exhilaration filled him. He felt as if he bursting with power, itching to pick a fight with someone right away!

And the next second, he felt his Fighting Aura skyrocketing!

Eleventh level!

Twelfth level!

Thirteenth level!

Fourteenth level!

Fifteenth level!

It reluctantly stopped after reaching the fifteenth level!

Yes!

That’s the feeling! That’s the treatment a transmigrator should have! But why did it stop so soon? At least give me another ten or twenty levels, let Bajie evolve into an adult dragon all at once, that’d save us trouble.

The Fighting Aura was reluctantly rising again.

"Come on, Fighting Aura! I believe in you! You can do it again! Come on!"

As Long Yi was walking and fervently cheering for his Fighting Aura, it decided to stop altogether.

Damn! Not giving me any face!

Long Yi pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, but he never stopped moving.

In the massive warehouse, a lot of things had been excavated. Most of them were remnants and ruins. Archaeologists were searching for clues about ancient times amongst the rubble, while Long Yi, guided by his intuition, pressed on.

Finally, he arrived at a pile of rubbish. And here he met the only person he knew, Dean Ma Deburg.

"Dean?" Long Yi greeted as his eyes scanned the sea of broken objects, trying to find what drew him here.

"Long Yi? Didn’t find anything fun?" Dean Ma Deburg handed the object in his hand to an assistant and asked with a smile.

"No, they all look similar." Long Yi shook his head decisively. He was comfortable with written texts, but asking him to appreciate the value of these objects was too much.

"No worries, pick anything you like. These items aren’t so precious. After all, they are the relics of a great civilization, hardly delicate. Only those archaeology idiots would think otherwise."

Dean Ma Deburg said so, shooting a disdainful glance at a few young men dressed in archaeologists’ uniforms not far away. Obviously, there must have been some conflict before.

"Alright, I’ll look around then." Long Yi replied cheerily, ignoring the warning looks from the young men and followed his instinct to the pile of objects.

The attraction was more powerful here. As he reached out pretending to search for something, an intense force grabbed him, yanking him forward. He swiftly leaned backward, heard a splash, and pulled out a statue.

The statue was an indelicate female figure, with exaggerated curves, long legs, thin waist and face without clear details- a statue that was neither artistic nor realistic. Other than the exaggeration, it didn’t stand out.

There were famous sculptors across the world with lively or exaggerated works that held both artistic and monetary value.

Compared to them, this item felt like a half-finished product.

Laughter echoed as soon as the statue was revealed.

"Ha ha, this really looks like something a young man would pick!" Dean Ma Deburg chuckled. Even the nearby researchers joined the laughter.

Even with his thick skin, Long Yi felt embarrassed. His reputation as a pervert was well circulated within the academy, spreading to the female-dominated Butterfly Society. And now, it seemed the whole research institute knew as well.

I’ve got Little Left and Little Right with me! I don’t need a statue to fill my desires! Long Yi cried out in his heart!

However, he decided not to relinquish it due to the attraction from his palm.

"Heh heh, this thing looks good." Long Yi said, forcing a laughing through his tears.

The only useful items in this storage had been sorted out, leaving the ’trash pile’ that was indeed just a pile of trash. The items were ones the researchers disregarded. The institute didn’t have to pay for these items, but individuals did.

Long Yi was broke. His money was with Bajie, and Bajie was in Academy City!

Luckily, Dean Ma Deburg waved his hand and the statue was claimed by the Crystal Core Research Institute.

Long Yi examined the statue and found nothing special. Although the statue was of a female, its rough portrayal hardly aroused anyone’s interest.

Just then, he heard a cracking sound. A crack appeared in the statue’s right hand.

Damn, it’s not going to break, is it?

Long Yi looked around, no one was paying attention to him. He noticed an enclosed lab nearby, designed to prevent harmful substances from leaking and rarely used.

He dashed into the lab, opened the door and locked it. Dean Ma Deburg laughed from behind, "Youth is good, they act as they wish!"

Inject Dragon Power, lights on! The dark, sealed lab was instantly illuminated.

A cracking sound echoed again, and the crack in the statue’s hand widened. Yet, the arm didn’t disintegrate. Instead, a golden light leaked from the crack.

No way?

Could it be that I’ve found a treasure? (To be continued. If you like this part, please go to qidian.com to vote for it. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)