Recently, Christopher Yard had been experiencing a lot of gloominess, which could be attributed to the influence of evil energy. So, when he detected the presence of this foul-smelling gas, he instinctively felt that something was wrong. "Archaeologists in the northeast direction, please leave quickly." Christopher Yard shouted loudly at the archaeologists in the northeast direction. After all, their excavation was their only hope. If the archaeologists left, the Ice Dragon's Blood Saliva would likely be lost as well. Upon hearing Christopher Yard's words, the archaeologists in the non-northeast direction showed a hint of astonishment in their eyes. Among them, one person even looked at Christopher Yard with disdain and raised a middle finger towards him. "You idiot, who do you think you are? If you tell me to leave, I'll leave." One of the deputy directors from the Cultural Relics Bureau, upon hearing Christopher Yard's voice, immediately displayed a displeased expression on his face. He impatiently pointed at Christopher Yard and said:"Who are you? Do you have the authority to command here? If the archaeological order is disrupted or cultural relics are damaged, will you take responsibility or will I?" Guang Shi Yuan had been busy all day and was already quite annoyed. Niu Kang had gone to oversee another excavation site, so Guang Shi Yuan was in charge here. He couldn't tolerate someone giving orders casually, not only because he looked down on Guang Shi Yuan, but also because it showed disrespect towards cultural relics. Many people around agreed with this sentiment. Who was this young man? If he wasn't an archaeologist, he should keep quiet. If something really went wrong with the excavation, this young man wouldn't be able to shoulder the responsibility. Upon hearing these people's words, Christopher Yard's eyes revealed a hint of helplessness. He realized that he had acted rashly. Just as he was about to apologize and explain, Guang Shi Yuan spoke again: "Leave quickly. I don't want to argue with you today. If you don't understand archaeology, don't bother staying here. It's annoying to listen to you." Upon hearing Guang Shi Yuan's words, Christopher Yard immediately became furious. Oh, you think you're so great? Fine, be arrogant. I won't say anything. He wanted to see what would happen next. "Ah! There's a snake!" The archaeologists in the northeast direction immediately let out a scream and scattered in all directions, running away. However, one person among them was bitten on the right arm by a snake and was so scared that he couldn't move. This person was the one who had just insulted Christopher Yard and called him Christopher Yarddumba*s. Between his fingers, a lot of yellow liquid suddenly flowed out. These snakes must be highly venomous. Christopher Yard squinted and saw that these snakes actually had three or four different colors, somewhat resembling cobras and green bamboo leaves. Christopher Yard could tell that these snakes were indeed highly poisonous. There were about five or six snakes that emerged from the ancient tomb. As they slithered, the stench emanating from their bodies became even stronger. They were actually chasing after the fleeing people, but they didn't pursue the person who was bitten and couldn't move. "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" In Christopher Yard's hand, six silver needles suddenly appeared. The silver needles shimmered with a cold light, which quickly turned into a blur and swiftly flew out, heading straight for the rapidly crawling snakes. When these six silver needles landed, they firmly struck the snakes' vital points. For a moment, these six snakes couldn't move at all and couldn't crawl anymore. "Please step aside a bit, I'll save him, otherwise no one can save him." Seeing that the six snakes were subdued, Christopher Yard nodded and then said something to Guang Shi Yuan, who was still sweating profusely on his forehead. He wanted to save the person who was bitten by the snake. After all, they were archaeologists, and the more help they had, the sooner they could find the Ice Dragon's Blood Saliva. Christopher Yard didn't care much about it. Saving that person would also earn him some appreciation. It wouldn't be wise for Christopher Yard to refuse. However, Guang Shi Yuan beside him was unhappy. Hey, so what if you can throw needles? How dare you treat me so rudely? Did I agree to it? Are you the boss here, or am I? "Stop! Only archaeologists are allowed to enter here. No one else can enter..." Guang Shi Yuan directly stretched out his right hand and stopped Christopher Yard, who was about to move forward. But before Guang Shi Yuan finished speaking, Christopher Yard was already impatient. He kicked Guang Shi Yuan away, sending him straight towards a snake. "Hiss! Hiss!" Although the snake next to him couldn't crawl, it could still stick out its tongue. When this sound reached Guang Shi Yuan's ears, his whole body's hair stood on end, and the cold sweat on his forehead became even more pronounced. Of course, his anger towards Christopher Yard was even greater. Afterwards, Christopher Yard quickly walked to the side of the archaeologist and administered a needle to save his life, relying on the Wisdom of Herophilus and Hippocrates. Despite not having any medicine in his hands, Christopher Yard needed to send him to the hospital for treatment. After saving the person, the system naturally rewarded him with 500 thumbs-up points, although it was a bit few, it was still necessary. The archaeologist saw Christopher Yard and immediately showed a trace of guilt on his face, lowering his head and hardly daring to say anything. Christopher Yard then instructed someone to quickly send the patient to the hospital. "Shut up, it's just a minor illness, there's no big problem at all. Why send him to the hospital? Absolutely not allowed." Upon hearing Christopher Yard's words, Guang Shi Yuan immediately spoke up. The reason why Guang Shi Yuan said this was, of course, to target Christopher Yard. He could no longer tolerate Christopher Yard. He absolutely wanted to see this punk suffer. As the deputy director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, he was directly kicked out by a punk. If this matter were to spread, he would definitely be ridiculed. At that time, where would his dignity be? When Christopher Yard heard Guang Shi Yuan's words, his brows furrowed. He had just been displeased with Guang Shi Yuan, so with his personality, he couldn't help but kick Guang Shi Yuan away. Otherwise, that person would really be dead. In Christopher Yard's eyes, the value of this archaeologist was far greater than that of Guang Shi Yuan. "Send him away!" Christopher Yard's face showed a determined expression as he stared at Guang Shi Yuan and coldly said.The people around looked at Guang Shi Yuan, then looked at the archaeologist whose lips were turning purple and face was pale, clearly poisoned. There was a struggle in their eyes, and none of them dared to act. Christopher Yard felt somewhat helpless in this situation. He knew that if they didn't send the person to the hospital soon, his silver needles would have little effect. Keeping this in mind, Christopher Yard promptly dialed Niu Kang's number. Upon learning the details of the situation, Niu Kang became immediately furious and instructed Christopher Yard to pass the phone to Guang Shi Yuan. A thunderous voice resonated from the phone: "Guang Shi Yuan, listen to Christopher Yard's orders immediately!"