"It's time to get off work. We'll continue tomorrow. Well, by the way, such an important manuscript cannot be left here."

He looked back at the laptop, then turned back and closed it, putting it into his computer bag and taking it with him.

Su Bei followed him and walked out of Nanling Daily. The moon was already in the sky outside, and the stars were dotted.

"If I go to Zheng Peiyuan at this time, can I get more information?"

He couldn't help but think, but then he remembered Zheng Peiyuan's last warning and gave it up for now.

The long river of time is under the control of the Tiandao server. Although it can be clearly seen and even changed, the world has its own order and I am afraid it cannot be disturbed at will.

He has some understanding in his heart.

"That's all, let's follow Gao Yadian first and see what happens next."

The subsequent itinerary was nothing special. Gao Yadian ate something in the bustling Nanling Night Market and returned home tired to rest.

The next day, he returned to the newspaper office.

The first thing is to check the latest content to be published, queue up your own manuscript, and arrange for your editor to print a sample manuscript.

Generally speaking, there is no need to print proofs for people to check before publishing them. After all, now that the Internet is developed, just send the electronic version for checking.

However, this is a special period, and Zheng Peiyuan is in isolation, making communication difficult.

Moreover, as the editor-in-chief of Nanling Daily, he has received a notice that due to the spread of the disaster, he will be closed starting next week and is not encouraged to go out.

In fact, things were more difficult than he thought.

The quarantine hotel where Zheng Peiyuan is located not only prohibits other people from entering, but also closes the network connection and does not allow random messaging inside and outside.

Gao Yadian could not see Zheng Peiyuan either.

This is understandable. After all, this is a sensitive period and this cannot cause social panic.

"I can't send messages, I can't email, and I can't meet in person. What should I do? Or I can publish it directly without proofreading it?"

He was carrying his briefcase, but was blocked outside the quarantine hotel, and couldn't help but think anxiously.

"No! This is an archaeological discovery and it is a very serious matter. As a journalist, I cannot be fooled even if the print media is in decline now!"

Gao Yadian strictly adhered to his professional ethics and murmured, "That's all. I'll ask someone to find some connections and send two newspapers in. It shouldn't be difficult."

He immediately took out his mobile phone, made a call, and contacted several powerful local figures.

As the editor-in-chief of Nanling Daily, I have a wide network of contacts, and these people are willing to sell face.

After all, no one wants to offend such media people, if something happens to their family...

After a while, a man walked out of the hotel, wearing a mask and medical gloves. After disinfecting his document bag, he sent it into the hotel.

Su Bei quietly watched him handle everything without interfering or entering the hotel without permission.

He looked from afar, his gaze seemed to penetrate the wall and fall on an old man inside.

"Zheng Peiyuan, what on earth are you doing? Is this the only thing you found under the Antarctic glacier?"

He didn't understand. If it was just these things reported by Gao Yadian, there seemed to be nothing special about them.

Although archaeological discoveries from 300 million years ago will have a certain impact on the understanding of the world.

However, this is not the root cause.

If Gao Yadian was so eager to publish a report, why did he find someone to steal the antique keyboard? Was the newspaper published later? Why hadn't he heard anyone mention it, and no trace could be found on the Internet.

The answers to these things were being revealed in front of him bit by bit. Gao Yadian was the key.

This wait lasted all morning.

Finally, around 1 p.m., the document bag was handed back from the quarantine hotel.

Gao Yadian took it over excitedly, without bothering to disinfect it. He took out the manuscript and looked at it. He saw many ballpoint pen marks on it, which were corrections by Zheng Peiyuan.

"It's a good thing I came here! Otherwise, with my half-hearted level, if the content I wrote was placed in the archaeological community, I'm afraid many people would laugh at me!"

He didn't look at it carefully, put it back in the document bag, patted it, and said with a satisfied smile, "It's a worthwhile trip!"

Then, he got in the car and drove quickly to report to the company that the business was about to be shut down and he had to rush to work!

Su Bei looked back at the quarantine hotel where Zheng Peiyuan was staying, calmly withdrew his gaze, and quickly followed Gao Yadian back to the office of Nanling Daily.

Gao Yadian opened his notebook, took out the correction manuscript from the document bag, and began to correct it.

"Well? I sent two newspapers, why did Zheng Peiyuan only return one? Yes, for such an important thing, he must have wanted to keep one as a souvenir."

He looked at the manuscript and smiled.

However, Su Bei's heart moved and he thought of a possibility. Could the report not be published in the end?

And the one he saw in the electronic repair shop...could it be another sample!

But why wasn't it published?

Su Bei looked at Gao Yadian who was working hard on revising the draft, and he had more doubts in his heart.

As the editor-in-chief, he actually does not have to do it himself, but he is writing and correcting every word. This shows that Gao Yadian attaches great importance to this matter.

"Phew... the changes are finally completed!"

Gao Yadian stretched out and looked at the manuscript on the screen, his face showing the joy of success.

Su Bei stood behind him, his eyes passing over the revision marks on the manuscript, and he suddenly paused.

"No, the content of this revised manuscript...is different from what I saw in the electronic repair shop! For example, this sentence says 'survey', not 'detection'..."

He thought of his speculation just now and quickly looked at the sample manuscript on the table. The text there said "detection", but in the revised manuscript it said "survey"!

"Is what I saw really a prototype?"

Su Bei's heart became tense. Now that things have come to this point, they have finally reached an extremely critical stage.

"Hey, what is this!"

At this moment, Gao Yadian suddenly shouted, turned over the sample daily newspaper, and stared at the back.

Since the archaeological report is on the front page, he has been comparing and correcting the first page with the front page. This is also where Zheng Peiyuan revised it.

Therefore, he did not find any special traces on other pages of the sample manuscript.

Su Bei had been observing his gaze and movements without noticing it in advance. When he heard his surprise, he followed him and looked over.

I saw that on the fifth page of this sample daily newspaper, aside from other content reports, there were additional lines of text written in the blank space of the page.

The handwriting of these words is slightly sloppy, but they are obviously written by the same person who revised the home page!

——Zheng Peiyuan!

The two of them looked at the content at the same time, their expressions changed, and they saw it read:
Chapter completed!