"That's right, you're pretty and capable. Indeed, you're a model housewife from the Batton family."

"No wonder Mr. Batton likes you. You really are amazing."

The other archeologists also couldn't resist complimenting Xyla Quest.

They held great respect for her.

Xyla, who was used to being admired and worshipped by everyone, didn't feel particularly affected by all this attention.

"You're all too kind," she responded, still seeming poised and collected. All right, let's figure out how to move these things."

"We have boxes specifically for the job on the helicopters. Let's categorize the items and put similar objects in each box," Brian suggested. "All right, let's do that," Xyla agreed.

"I'll send someone to get the boxes," Brian said before issuing instructions to some of his team members, who reluctantly left shortly after. Meanwhile, Xyla remained at the site to categorize the antiques along with the other experts.

There were countless antique items there that the moving rate was slow, despite the number of people involved because of the delicate nature of the antiques.

By nightfall, only half of the items in the first room managed to be moved into boxes, then transported back to the national treasure vault via military helicopters.

Seeing that they were short-handed, Xyla gathered a thousand reliable men from above to assist with the moving.

all six rooms managed to be cleared by Xyla and the others. Despite the late hour, it did not appear dark underground due to

"Sit down and rest, everyone. We will go up and find somewhere to

everyone seemed, she could not

last room remained where the owner of the tomb

decided

instantly shook his head as

"This

are many valuable

is

we had

out.

not tired," he

her heart

head back and sleep, and

suddenly felt

we're not tired. We can still

right, there's only one room remaining. We'll work harder

there's only one room

Everyone started speaking up.

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