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Li Rongrong took a picture of the inscription on the projector with her phone and sent it over to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was waiting for the red light when suddenly the phone microtext lit up.

"Ye Chen, do you recognize the text on the picture?"

The picture was sent over by Li Rongrong, and Ye Chen took a look at the picture.

The Sanskrit text in his mind was quickly transformed into modern text.

Ye Chen parked the car to the side of the road then said, "Recognize it, it tells the story of Han Lingdi who recruited a consort from the western region and favored her very much, but that consort loved the man from her hometown, so she was jealous of Han Lingdi and used parasites to kill Han Lingdi."

At this point, the seminar was at an impasse.

If this inscription could not be translated, it would be impossible to proceed with the following work.

"First of all, we need to figure out what kind of text this is so that we can have a chance to translate the text." Fang Lao said in a deep voice.

The scene was silent, although there were many ancient experts on the scene, they had never seen these scripts before.

And these texts weren't hieroglyphics, they were simply as if they were heavenly books.

One script expert sighed, "I'm afraid that only a divine being can recognize these characters."

At this time, Li Rongrong's phone rang.

She lowered her head and saw the text sent by Ye Chen and was stunned.

Li Rongrong breathed rapidly, if what Ye Chen said was true, then it would be an important discovery in the history of archaeology.

"Ye Chen, what you said is true?"

"Of course it's true!"

Li Rongrong took a deep breath and stood up: "Professor Fang, my friend knows this inscription."

"Your friend?" Professor Fang was stunned for a moment, then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Are you serious? Can you let him come over, or I can ask him personally for advice." Fang Lao had an excited look on his face.

Li Rongrong called Ye Chen, "Ye Chen, is it convenient for you to come over, this inscription is very important to us."

"Alright, I'm coming over."

At the side, Kong Xu frowned when he heard Ye Chen's name.

"Rong Rong, what are you joking about, that guy how does he know the ancient language?"

The last time he lost face in front of Ye Chen, Kong Xu had been harboring a grudge against Ye Chen.

He was very upset when he heard Li Rongrong say that Ye Chen understood this inscription.

"Why can't he understand it, he's already translated this inscription."

Translated it?

The crowd was shocked.

Li Rongrong told the crowd the general meaning of the story that Ye Chen had sent.

Suddenly, Kong Xu laughed out loud.

"Rong Rong, that guy casually made up a story for you and you still believe it, no matter whether it's the main or wild history there has never been such a bizarre record, this guy is obviously lying to you."

Hearing Li Rong Rong's words several other experts also shook their heads.

"Yes, Han Lingdi was sick and died at first buried in the western suburbs of Zhengzhou, but it was indeed a thousand miles away in Suzhe, how could it be Han Lingdi."

The hopes that the crowd had just kindled were instantly dashed.

Professor Fang also shook his head.

At that moment, Ye Chen walked in from outside.

Seeing Ye Chen, Kong Xu looked smug and said, "You're a liar, and you still have the face to come?"

Ye Chen frowned and looked at Kong Xu, "What do you mean?"

Kong Xu coldly snorted, "Kid, what kind of place do you think this is, everyone sitting here is a professor, it's ridiculous for you to be waving around here."

Ye Chen coldly said, "I'm waving around, please tell me how I'm waving around?"

Kong Xu snorted coldly, "You said you know this inscription, didn't you? And you're still saying that Han Lingdi was poisoned by parasites, aren't you?"

Ye Chen nodded, "That's right, that's what the inscription says, if you guys don't believe me, then there's nothing I can do, I'm busy and I have to open a tick?"

"What? Is this young man a tick driver?"

The crowd's original suspicion when they heard Ye Chen's identity instantly turned into certainty.

These words were just not recognizable to them as experts in ancient languages, how could a ticky-tacky little brother know them?

If this kid was really capable of doing this, he would have been recruited away by Ancient Wen's institute already, there's still a need to open a tick.

Kong Xu suddenly laughed, "Rong Rong, now you finally see the nature of this person, so many experts have said that this kind of thing is impossible, and he is still talking nonsense here."

Professor Fang also frowned, "Little brother, do you have proof that you know this character?"

Ye Chen said, "This paragraph is exactly the script of a branch tribe in the Western Region, a tribe called Uzun."

"The Uzun script? Are you sure?"

Ye Chen nodded, "Of course."

The system had just gifted him the Ancient Text Mastery, the source of the text, and the content of the text were all clearly described.

Professor Fang nodded, "I happen to know an expert who knows the Uzun script, I can let him take a look at it."

Saying that, Professor Fang made a phone call to that ancient language expert, "Old Wu, I have an inscription here, a young brother said that it is the Uzun script, I remember that you used to specialize in the Uzun script, can you give an identification."

"Okay, send the diagram over."

Professor Fang sent the diagram and translation of the inscription over to the other party via microtext.

Kong Xu looked smug, "Ye Chen, I didn't expect it, Professor Wu is an expert in the Uzun script, you missed your chance this time, I'll see what else you have to say after Professor Wu's appraisal."

"Hey, the young man looks quite spirited, but he's a liar."

"Yeah, the Uzun script is the most difficult script to understand, how could he know it for a tick driver?"

"Ah young people nowadays, opening their mouths is too pompous."

A group of old experts shook their heads to criticize Ye Chen.

Ye Chen looked at these experts and shook his head, "Hey, it's scary to be uncultured."

The meeting room was instantly deathly silent.

Every single one of them present could be senior intellectuals!

Ye Chen even called them uncultured!

These people were red in the face.

"You young people are simply too uncultured."

"We're uncultured? Are you a ticky-tacky little brother who has the right to call us uncultured?"

"I think this kid is a liar, Fang Lao let's not waste time with him."

........

Ye Chen instantly became a target.

Kong Xu looked smug when he saw this scene.

As long as Professor Wu would prove Ye Chen's translation wrong later, he could make a big deal out of it and make Li Rongrong recognize Ye Chen's true face and humiliate him.

At this time, Fang Lao's cell phone suddenly rang.

Old Fang purposely set his phone to outgoing.

From inside came Wu Lao's excited voice: "God, God, Fang Lao, who translated this inscription, it's simply too powerful? Where he is I want to see him immediately, I want to worship him!"

The meeting room was instantly dead silent.

Everyone's eyes were dumbstruck as they looked at Ye Chen.

Who was Wu Lao?

An authority in the ancient literature world, many of these experts on the scene were Wu Lao's disciples, yet Wu Lao now wanted to worship Ye Chen as his teacher!

Then they'll be Ye Chen's disciples!