The Beautiful CEO’s Super Soldier King

Chapter 1810: The Human Skin Tome

Wang Mingkun glanced at Ye Chenfeng complexly and said, "Indeed, I can identify what this script is, but I don’t recognize it."

Ye Chenfeng’s pupils contracted, looking at the three.

Wang Mingkun continued, "Because this is the legendary Ayapanek language!"

"Huh?"

Upon hearing the unfamiliar term, Ye Chenfeng and Lan Yahui looked completely bewildered.

"Senior, what is the Ayapanek language?"

Ye Chenfeng asked anxiously.

Lan Yuesheng had to explain, "There are many languages in the world, and the Ayapanek language is ranked as the strangest among the world’s top ten!"

Ye Chenfeng pursed his lips, curiously asking, "What’s strange about this language?"

Wang Mingkun couldn’t help but smile, "Because the Ayapanek language is on the brink of extinction. According to records, fifty years ago, only two people in the entire world were fluent in this language. Now, perhaps they are no longer alive."

"What!"

This answer almost made Ye Chenfeng spit blood; after all the effort, the scroll found is unreadable?

Wang Mingkun’s voice continued in his ear, "Even so, if they were alive, your hope is almost zero."

"Because those two don’t get along and are incredibly eccentric. Records show the two individuals are Manuel Segovia and Isidro Vilasquez, living in an unknown village somewhere in the world, less than half a mile apart. Ancient texts record that Manuel and Isidro had a tense relationship, quarreling over a lifetime, but what deep-seated hatred there is, no one knows. However, it seems they’ve lived a long time; fifty years ago, they were over a hundred years old, so your hope is nil."

Wang Mingkun looked at Ye Chenfeng with complex eyes.

Ye Chenfeng eagerly looked at Wang Mingkun, "Senior, do you have any leads on them?"

Wang Mingkun shook his head, "No clue at all; their whereabouts are even rarer than some relics. Besides, even if you found them, it would be useless. They don’t get along and surely wouldn’t translate the contents for you."

"What exactly are the ancient texts? Grandpa, can you show us?"

Wang Yiming asked curiously.

"Hmm."

Wang Mingkun handed the scroll to Wang Yiming.

Immediately, Lan Jinsong and Mu Shaolan gathered around.

For them, specializing in archaeology, this kind of scroll has enormous value.

With gloves on, Lan Jinsong held the scroll in his hand, observing.

The scroll was heavy and exuded an ancient aura.

"Mr. Ye, can I touch it directly?"

Lan Jinsong asked.

"Go ahead, do as you please."

Ye Chenfeng replied indifferently.

"Thank you!"

Lan Jinsong removed his gloves, holding the scroll, feeling it smooth and cold, as if touching human skin.

"Hmm? Something seems off!"

A few minutes later, Lan Jinsong remarked in surprise.

Ye Chenfeng asked, "What’s off?"

Lan Jinsong’s curious words attracted others, who all gathered around.

"What’s going on, Jinsong?"

Lan Yuesheng asked.

Lan Jinsong said solemnly, "Not long ago, my team completed a task, discovering those ancient texts were all made from human skin."

"Do you mean this scroll is also made from human skin?"

Wang Mingkun asked.

Lan Jinsong nodded, "Yes, it’s made from human skin."

After glancing at everyone, Lan Jinsong continued, "This scroll is different; it’s much more exquisite than any human skin scroll I’ve seen before. According to my experience, these characters were carved while the person was alive, and then the entire skin flayed off."

"Hiss!"

"That’s so cruel!"

The sound of sharp inhales filled the room.

Ignoring everyone, Lan Jinsong continued, "Carving text and flaying skin requires more than ordinary skill; it’s mastered to perfection unless the skin is in a newborn state to display. Once flayed for long, the text disappears immediately."

"Isn’t this too terrifying?"

Imagining a certain scene, everyone broke into a sweat.

Ye Chenfeng asked, puzzled, "According to the senior, these characters shouldn’t appear on the scroll, so why do they show?"

Lan Jinsong nodded, "Indeed, after time passes, not only characters, even various human skin properties almost vanish, becoming mere paper. But there’s a mystical theory, which may sound unbelievable."

"What?"

Everyone looked curious.

"This human skin scroll has gained spirit communication, accumulated intense anger and hatred over time, once contacted with spirit vitality, it immediately restores, naturally bringing out the text. This is likely the creator’s intent behind the human skin book."

Lan Jinsong explained.

"This explanation..."

Though some doubted, more or less, they agreed with this theory.

Being archaeologists, they’ve naturally encountered supernatural events, so they weren’t too shocked.

But Ye Chenfeng immediately believed this explanation.

Because he could feel the human skin scroll’s suppressed anger and hatred, though suppressed, it’s still perceptible.

Wang Mingkun spoke, "It’s quite possible. From my preliminary assessment, this text is at least five hundred years old, though specific data requires time to verify."

With a general understanding, Ye Chenfeng thanked everyone, preparing to leave.

"Hold on!"

At this moment, Wang Mingkun spoke.

Ye Chenfeng looked at him, surprised, "Does the senior have advice?"

A strange light flashed in Wang Mingkun’s eyes, smiling, "Mr. Ye, don’t rush away; there are some things I’d like you to clarify."

"Please, senior?"

"Where exactly and when did you discover this human skin text? Can you detail it?"

Wang Mingkun asked.

Ye Chenfeng understood Wang Mingkun had his eye on the human skin text.

"There are many reasons, and it’s not something the younger generation can disclose."

Ye Chenfeng respectfully declined Wang Mingkun.

Wang Mingkun nodded understandably, "Alright, Mr. Ye, you may leave. As for the human skin text, it stays with us for further verification. We will notify you of any new results."

Wang Mingkun’s tone carried a hint of domineering, as if he already claimed ownership of the human skin text.

Ye Chenfeng smiled and said, "No, I’ll take it with me. I’ve already obtained what I wanted, thank you again, seniors."

"No, you can’t take this."

Wang Yiming hurriedly said.

Ye Chenfeng asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Because such a thing is not privately owned; once discovered, it must be handed over to archaeological institutes." Wang Yiming continued to look at Ye Chenfeng, "We are a legitimate archaeological team; giving it to us is the right call. Rest assured, there will be substantial rewards; you won’t be treated unjustly."