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Despite employing a substantial amount of explosives, the bronze door remained impervious,
showcasing its exceptional durability. Even sheer brute force proved ineffective.
Grace, with a slight furrow in her brow, suggested, "Search for mechanisms or anything that might
assist us."
"Got it!" The envoy team leader promptly responded, directing his team to explore. Despite an
extensive search within the grand hall, they discovered nothing.
"Ms. Linsor," Garrett interjected. "Save your efforts. The solution to open this bronze door is right here."
Grace turned around, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Oh? Captain Wilder, do you recognize the
symbols on the door?"
"I've been on quite the journey, exploring historical sites and immersing myself in the study of intriguing
symbols for many years. It's become second nature to me." Garrett proudly shared.
He walked forward confidently and added, "If I'm not mistaken, this underwater palace was built by the
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"Those tadpole-like symbols on it represent the written language of Sceptoria."
Jackson exclaimed, offering a thumbs-up and a sincere compliment, "Who would have guessed that
you possess such extensive knowledge, even about a culture from a millennium ago? Impressive."
When it came to such matters, he admitted he was completely clueless.
"Well, our captain was a brilliant archaeology prodigy before founding the Black Scorpion Squad. His
expertise in the history of various eras is unparalleled," Silva stated proudly.
"Oh, that's ancient history now. A genuine hero focuses on the present." Garrett modestly dismissed
the praise, waving his hand.
After years of being looked down on, it was finally his time to showcase his knowledge.
"Captain Wilder, given your expertise with Sceptoria's script, do you reckon there's a way to unlock this
door?" Grace asked.
"Sure thing." Garrett approached the bronze door, gently running his fingers over the various symbols.
"Based on the inscriptions here, it looks like the key to opening the door is this ruby-like gem that
resembles an eye."
Garrett then placed his hand on the ruby and pushed down firmly. There was a satisfying "click" as the
gem sank about an inch.
He then took hold of the ruby, making three turns to the left and three turns to the right.
With a total of six twists, the bronze door had activated some mechanism inside. The central area
began to rotate, emitting a rhythmic "clink-clink" sound that shook off specks of dust with each
movement. "Haha... did you see that? The bronze door is moving!"
The sight brought forth a burst of joy from everyone present.
"Garrett, you've got some skills!" Jackson complimented.
"Captain Wilder deserves all the credit! Tackling a bronze door that explosives couldn't budge on, he
made it seem like a walk in the park. Quite impressive!"
"Bringing in the Black Scorpion Squad for backup turned out to be a smart move!"
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Garrett basked in the applause from the crowd, a touch of delight creeping into his demeanor.
Though his combat skills were not exceptional, his keen mind had guided the Black Scorpion Squad to
remarkable success.
"Ms. Linsor, any thoughts on my performance? I hope I didn't disappoint," Garrett quipped with a proud
smile.
Grace acknowledged. "Captain Wilder, your prowess in both intellect and combat is truly remarkable."
She couldn't deny that Garrett possessed some impressive skills.
"I'm not claiming to be a master at both, but compared to those relying solely on brute force, I'd say I've
got a couple of brains," Garrett mentioned, giving Dustin a meaningful look.
He pondered, "Sure, he's good in a fight, but at the end of the day, he's just a martial artist without
much strategic thinking. When it comes to handling situations, he still needs my cunning and wit."
As Garrett savored his contentment, an unexpected turn of events took place.
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