"I, Master Fuli, guarantee that for now, I won't touch anything in your City of the Dead, any burial artifacts. At most, the archaeology team will come over to imprint your text and murals!"
"If you see anyone breaking the rules, you can come straight to me to complain, and I'll stand up for you!"
Master Fuli assured the black slime.
"Gurgle gurgle..." The black slime was overjoyed and continuously expressed gratitude to Master Fuli, even considering setting up a shrine for him in the City of the Dead.
"Forget about the shrine, but you'll have to come with us later and give a testimony about the deeds of your king when he was alive, and about the Terracotta Tribe."
Master Fuli waved, indicating that the black slime need not be too courteous.
The Security Bureau is excavating the site in order to glimpse the former glory and technology of the Spiritual Particles civilization through it.
