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Chapter 110

No one dared to utter a word, afraid of disturbing Holly's focus.

Seemingly in the blink of an eye, the colors of the painting faded.

Alex looked at Holly inquisitively.

Holly nodded. "All's good. I remember the colors of the clothes, too."

Alex let out the breath he'd been holding. He handed the silk painting over to his assistant and said, "I heard Annie say that your memory was even better than a camera. I didn't believe it before. Now I know that geniuses exist, and they are far better than our predecessors."

Holly smiled. "You can save the praise for after I'm done restoring it."

"I believe you. You restored 'Mountain Home' by Stanley Warner very perfectly."

"Why, thank you very much."

After that, Holly had to begin restoring the painting.

Because she needed peace and quiet, they let her stay in a motel in the city.

The other archaeologists had to either sleep in tents or in the village.

Holly and her group arrived at the motel.

After settling down, she began evaluatin
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