"Quit being so pessimistic, or I'd really be discouraged."

Frank snorted but stood up. "Come on already. I have nothing else to do anyway!"

"You're the best brat ever!"

Sylvie strode up and pecked him on the cheek, smiling cheerfully and unabashedly. "I have a huge reward waiting after we're done."

Frank smiled but said nothing, since he knew very well what it was.

Nonetheless, they were in Shanton two hours later, passing the police line and arriving at the dig site soon enough.

The dig team had been waiting for a while, their scowls quickly fading as they appeared hopeful to see Frank.

Someone exclaimed, "Mr. Frankton's here! This is as good as done, just watch!"

Another person promptly snapped, "Are you serious?! Do you think he can keep the hypogeum intact while the load-bearing structures are being set up?"

to stare at the youth named Ernest Lane, the son of the construction

there was any work, only to be scared shitless when he heard that the hypogeum needed new

laugh from that,

when Sylvie suggested bringing in someone who could help, he came to see who it could be... only for it to turn out to be some ordinary civilian, and hardly anyone impressive

just might let you stay here. Insult my kid again, and I'll complain to the higher-ups about your

amusingly, his construction team were inexperienced and were not local on top of that. As they were not that knowledgeable, they had no

bent some rules, which had led to the

deflated, he did not dare say another

there are no other issues, let's go in. For now, we'll be assessing the condition of the hypogeum, so we aren't

"Okay!"

Frank was more knowledgeable, so

descended into the hypogeum, a pungent scent

stench of rotting

Sylvie murmured in confusion. "How could anyone have gotten

did not appear

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