3: Chapter 3 First Appearance

Zheng Jing didn't even need to think too hard to instantly deduce that what was buried underground was bound to be an extremely valuable, ownerless metal!

Only, before digging it up, Zheng Jing couldn't quite judge whether it was gold or silver!

This was just like when an angler suddenly gets a strong bite; you can only make a rough guess about what kind of fish it is based on the tension and the environment. Without actually pulling it up, you never know what you might catch!

Rubbing his face, Zheng Jing was extremely excited.

After composing himself, he hurriedly used both hands and feet, taking over half an hour to clear away the weeds.

Looking at the radar display in his mind, that super beam of light was right beneath his feet, about seventy-five centimeters deep in the soil.

Zheng Jing excitedly brandished the small wooden stick from earlier and began digging head-down.

But the wooden stick in his hand was fragile and prone to breaking, and having already dug in quite a few places, he hadn't dug for long when, with a crack, it snapped in two.

The long piece remained in Zheng Jing's hand, while the short piece fell to the ground, mixing with the weed roots he had just pulled away.

"Damn it, looks like I'll have to keep a shovel on me at all times from now on, otherwise I won't be able to dig even when I find good stuff."

Zheng Jing tossed away the half-stick in his hand, scanned his surroundings, and picked up a stone with a sharp edge not far away.

He weighed it in his hand; the weight was just right, so he gripped it to use as a makeshift digging tool.

Gripping the stone tightly, he exerted himself to gouge at the not-so-soft soil beneath his feet.

The damp smell of rotting leaves mixed with the raw scent of earth wafted toward him.

As Zheng Jing dug, he continued to sense it. The closer he got, the more certain he became that the object beneath the soil was by no means ordinary!

Without a proper tool, Zheng Jing took three full breaks and spent over an hour digging before he had excavated more than seventy centimeters down.

"Almost there!"

Zheng Jing couldn't help but soften his movements.

Sure enough, with a soft thud, the stone in his hand struck something hard.

Zheng Jing immediately stopped, threw away the stone, and switched to using his hands to carefully brush away the dirt.

As the layers of soil fell away, a small, narrow-mouthed, dark, and rough ceramic jar, covered in the mottled marks of time, slowly revealed its full appearance.

It hadn't cracked even when struck by the stone Zheng Jing had used to dig, showing just how high quality this ceramic jar was!

The extreme golden light that had erupted in his mind's radar was emanating continuously from this ancient, simple ceramic jar.

Zheng Jing held his breath, carefully cleared the surrounding soil, and then steadily lifted the entire ancient ceramic jar out of the ground.

The jar wasn't large, but it felt heavy in his hands. The oilcloth seal was tight, exuding an aura of ancient simplicity and weight.

He grabbed the mouth of the jar and shook it gently; a crisp, pleasant sound of metal colliding immediately came from inside.

Zheng Jing took a deep breath and slowly pulled open the oilcloth, which had long since become damp and soft.

A faint, musty smell mixed with the cold, distinct scent of silver instantly rushed toward him.

As the ceramic jar was opened, the radar in Zheng Jing's mind stopped blinking.

Zheng Jing leaned over and peered into the jar—his brain instantly flooded with dopamine!

An unprecedented, extreme pleasure rushed from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head; the level of satisfaction was comparable to learning how to drive a manual transmission for the first time!

"Awesome!!!"

Zheng Jing couldn't help but shiver.

When Zheng Jing looked into the jar again, his breathing became rapid!

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