90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 140: Confict

In the tent, the sound was very mixed.

However, when the door of the tent was opened, the place suddenly became quiet again.

The head of the security officer who came with Ye Bei quickly took a step forward with a respectful voice, "I'm sorry to disturb you, because there are too many tourists outside, so Professor Ye has been slightly delayed, but fortunately, Professor Ye has already arrived, so the meeting will be held as normal immediately."

All archaeologists could hear clearly.

"He's here? Where is that person?" Someone asked.

"Why didn't I see him?" Someone had their eyes wide open and looked out the door curiously.

"Who is Professor Ye?" There were also wretched brows and a bad voice.

Of course, there were also people who quietly focused their eyes on Ye Bei, and they were secretly thinking that this young man could not be Professor Ye, right? But they couldn't believe it anyway.

Ye Bei looked at the reactions of these people, listened to their voices, but his complexion did not change, he just stood quietly.

This time's coming to Egypt, Ye Bei did not plan to stay here for a long time, because there were very few things to do...

He came here just to take one thing from this pyramid, and then destroy the clan.

However, after the security guard who took the lead saw everyone's reaction, he looked a little embarrassed, and quickly introduced Ye Bei to everyone, "This gentleman is exactly Professor Ye! We have his information, and I have carefully verified that his appearance and temperament are exactly the same as the information. To be honest, when I first met him, I also felt incredible and shocked."

What?

After the security guard said this, in the middle of the meeting, there was a sudden silence to the extreme.

All the archaeologists put their eyes on Ye Bei, and after confirming that they were not looking at the flowers, the scene was completely boiling in the next instant.

These archaeologists didn't think about any image anymore.

"This young man is the legendary Ye Bei?" An archaeologist in his fifties stood up, with all questions in his tone.

Next to him, someone immediately answered, "A famous archaeologist who has published countless archaeological materials, but do not seem to be even 18 years old? The Egyptian side is too unscrupulous in doing things to fool us this time, right?"

"What does the Egyptian official mean? Is this how you want to unlock the secrets of the pyramid? How blind are you to find a 17 or 18-year-old oriental boy to appear as Professor Ye?" Someone stared and said with a lot of anger on his face.

"Hehe, at least in China, we have never had such a young professor, and the whole world would not have one too. If he were Professor Ye... was there a need for us old guys in our archaeological world? You think you can fool by just pulling out a student and faking him as a professor?" A Chinese archaeological expert asked.

Questions similar to this were constantly resounding in the conference center.

The security guard who took the lead obviously didn't expect the reaction of the experts to be so big. When he stood at the door, he looked very surprised.

"You can go now."

However, when the security guard was about to continue explaining, Ye Bei spoke softly.

"Yes, Professor Ye."

When the security guard heard Ye Bei's words, he looked at the boiling room silently.

He knew very well that every single person in here was not something he could offend...

After answering, he didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately shouted at the other security personnel beside him, "Everyone retreat."

Then a group of people left quickly.

The voice of the conference center remained the same.

Ye Bei stood at the door, glancing at the people here expressionlessly...

Each one of them was at least half a hundred years old.

Each one of them seemed to be full of knowledge...

However, in Ye Bei's eyes, these people were no different from thumb-sucking babies.

Ignoring the surrounding noises, Ye Bei clasped his hands behind his back.

The long diameter of his step walked towards the direction of the podium.

If it weren't for revealing that secret and needing someone who did not have karma with him, Ye Bei would never come to this place.

"What is he going to do?" Seeing Ye Bei walking towards the rostrum, someone could not sit still, and said coldly.

"Walking toward the rostrum, this guy wouldn't really think of himself as Professor Ye, right?"

"He actually ignores our existence completely, what does he take us as? Who is here not an internationally famous archaeologist?"

"Damn, you are here so late, even if you are really Professor Ye, you should at least apologize, right? This is too damn rude!"

"Hey, who knows him?"

"This should be Professor Ye's first appearance, right?"

The discussion was mixed.

However, Ye Bei didn't seem to hear these voices.

Soon, he arrived at the podium and walked to an empty chair in the middle and sat down gracefully.

The indifferent gaze swept to the archaeologists present.

There were 325 archaeologists from various countries at the scene. After seeing Ye Bei really sat in that chair, their voices gradually became quiet.

"Meeting!" After the scene became quiet, Ye Bei announced light, but this word carried an unspeakable and invisible oppressive aura.

Many archaeologists were shocked when they heard this.

Afterward, their complexions basically all turned cyan...

Even many people blushed and stood up, preparing to leave directly.

It was a great humiliation to let a 17 or 18-year-old teenager preside over the meeting.

Pa!

Sitting on the rostrum, the white old man on the left side of Ye Bei, who had long been impatient, stood up abruptly at this time.

At the same time, he slapped his hand on the podium.

The sound was loud and crisp.

Then that white man raised his finger, pointed at Ye Bei, and barked unceremoniously, "Boy, you can get out of this conference center right now. Even if you are really Professor Ye, you are not qualified to be here!"

After abandoning this sentence, he stood up and his voice increased again, "I think Egypt is simply a patient with congenital brain damage sent by God. Is it an international joke with their pyramid? I propose to terminate this meeting and remove the name Ye Bei, otherwise, I refuse to participate in this exploration mission."

Those archaeologists who stood up and prepared to leave stopped one after another.

The atmosphere of this tent conference center suddenly became extremely cold...