Fishermen's live stream: Twelve bodies were retrieved at the start.

Once you find the corresponding reverse point, and use extremely strong finger strength to forcefully press down those mechanical nodes that have been soaked in seawater for years and are already rusted and stuck, you can peel off this bronze shell like peeling an onion.

This requires an absolutely precise deduction of the structure, and even more so, the terrifying power to press a pit out of bronze.

Skillful.

Lin Mo happens to have both of these.

He slightly adjusted the angle of his left ring finger, aligning it with the third raised thunder pattern node on the upper left corner of the box lid.

work hard.

"bite--"

A crisp metallic snap echoed across the deck, reaching everyone's ears with unmistakable clarity.

Followed by.

Lin Mo's middle and index fingers moved as smoothly as if brushing across piano keys, sliding seven inches to the lower right corner without hesitation, precisely covering another seemingly lifeless beast-face patterned eye.

Apply force with your thumb and press down suddenly!

"Ding!"

Another sound.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone around.

The crew members who had been whispering on deck froze instantly.

Ah Yan's expression froze in mid-air. Just as he was about to crane his neck to get a closer look, Da Zhou grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him back forcefully.

"Don't move!"

Da Zhou's voice was extremely low, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down with difficulty, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

This voice... it's so right!

Or rather, something's really wrong!

Having spent years drifting at sea with Lin Mo, he'd never eaten pork but had seen pigs run.

How are those tomb raiding novels, ancient books, and unofficial histories written about?

If the mechanisms inside these bronze artifacts, which have been sealed for hundreds or thousands of years, are forcibly triggered, the first thing that will pop out will not be some priceless treasure, but a poisonous needle that can kill instantly, or poisonous gas that can kill a person instantly!

"Brother Mo... this... this is blind pressing?"

Ah Yan shuddered, barely daring to breathe, and unconsciously took two steps back, fearing that the box would spew out a plume of black smoke and send everyone on the ship away.

Bai Jingxuan stood less than half a meter away from Lin Mo, her beautiful eyes wide open, her breath completely stopped.

As a top expert in cultural relics appraisal, she understood the dangers involved far better than these rough-around-the-edges crew members!

This is definitely not random pressing!

Every time Lin Mo pressed down with his fingertips, regardless of the angle, force, or sequence, it carried an extreme confidence that sent chills down one's spine!

But... how dare he?

The bronze mechanism, which has been corroded by deep-sea salt for a long time, has had its internal gears and springs rusted and deformed long ago.

If you press the wrong spot even slightly, or if the force is a few Newtons too little, the delayed firing device hidden under the relief will be triggered instantly!

Although that toxin may not necessarily kill instantly, once it pierces the skin with a tiny poison needle, in the extremely medically scarce environment of the middle of the sea, it is basically equivalent to being called by the King of Hell!

crazy!

This guy is a complete madman who's got his head on the line!

Bai Jingxuan clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into the flesh of her palms. Her heart was pounding wildly, and her gaze was fixed on the exposed skin on Lin Mo's wrist at the edge of his glove, afraid of seeing even the slightest sign of damage or the spread of black lines.

At this time.

The tens of thousands of eyes in the live stream were so shocked by this scene that even the comments section momentarily froze.

The next second, the screen was filled with text that exploded like a tsunami!

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Did you hear that? That crisp sound! There really is a mechanism!]

[Are those fingers of the streamer made of hydraulic shears? They're making a loud cracking sound even when pressing on a bronze box!]

[This is outrageous! I just slowed down the streamer's movements, and he didn't even look at the pattern on the box; he was pressing it with his eyes closed! Did he memorize the entire blueprint?!]

"Don't mess around, Mo-ge! My grandpa repairs ancient clock mechanisms. These interlocking locks are the easiest places to hide 'chained arrows.' One wrong press and you'll be riddled with arrows!"

[Don't scare people upstairs, Mo's technique is too steady. Look at that half-second pause after he presses; he's checking if the internal mechanisms are stuck! That detail is amazing!]

[Just wondering, isn't the streamer only twenty years old this year?]

[Twenty years old? At twenty, he's an expert in deep-sea diving, can lift a two-meter-long solid bronze box with one hand, understands top-notch antique appraisal, and now can even tear apart bronze mortise and tenon mechanisms that have been lost for thousands of years with his bare hands?]

[When I was twenty, I was still fighting for the toilet in my college dorm, while Mo was already opening blind boxes and defusing bombs in the Pacific Ocean? Is the difference between people really bigger than that between a person and a dog?]

[I strongly suggest the National Archaeological Bureau recruit Mo Ge to excavate Qin Shi Huang's tomb! With that skill, what tomb can't he go down into?]

[Save your breath if you're thinking of recruiting people earlier. With Brother Mo's earning speed and skills, why would he want to work for a meager fixed salary within the system? You're dreaming!]

The live stream was buzzing with excitement, with the comments practically completely obscuring the screen.

Lin Siyu gripped her phone tightly. The usually greedy girl, who would spend ages picking up even a lost coin, was now pale-faced. She didn't even bother to say thank you when someone in the live stream sent her three big rockets.

"Brother... slow down... please, please don't press the wrong button..."

Lin Siyu's voice was trembling with tears.

No matter how valuable your treasure is, you have to be alive to enjoy it!

If a poisonous needle with green hairs really shoots out from inside and sticks into the older brother, who will she ask for pocket money from in the future?

The deck was deathly silent.

Apart from the crashing of waves against the hull, the only other sound was the low, muffled thud of Lin Mo's fingertips occasionally tapping the bronze surface.

Lin Mo ignored the fear and screams of everyone around him.

His entire mind was already immersed in the microscopic world transmitted through his fingertips.

It feels very rough to the touch.

The internal copper spring did indeed show signs of corrosion, and the resistance was three points greater than he had expected.

Even if an ordinary person had the complete unlocking blueprints, they would absolutely not be able to press these embossed points that are almost rusted to the box.

If you don't have enough strength, forcing it with a hammer will only destroy the already brittle self-destruct mechanism inside.

But his finger strength is enough to precisely break through resistance like a scalpel without damaging the overall framework.

"Seven on the left, three on the bottom, avoid the fake eye in the middle of the intertwined branches pattern."

Lin Mo lowered his gaze slightly, and his left thumb suddenly hooked inward in an extremely strange and twisted manner, avoiding the most conspicuous circular protrusion on the box that looked most like a button.

That protrusion is dead.

Not only was it dead, but it was also connected to an extremely thin micro-duct.

Based on the analysis, it was a typical "bait trap".

If you carelessly press down, the air pressure inside the box, which has been sealed for thousands of years, will instantly become unbalanced, causing extremely fine needles hidden in the crevices at the bottom to burst out.

These needles are not fatal, but the toxins attached to them, after thousands of years of fermentation, are enough to paralyze the nerves of the victim within hours, eventually leading to a slow death from extremely painful suffocation.

He doesn't need to explain to anyone.

Actions speak louder than words.