Though Harlan had praised Brooklynn's replicas as nearly indistinguishable from the originals, she felt worried since Shannon had never personally examined them.
She worried she might not have done a good job and jeopardize their plan to exchange artifacts with those taken abroad.
Shannon gave Brooklynn a reassuring nod and motioned for her to relax a little before leading the group inside.
They passed through a courtyard and entered the main hall, which was a vast room spanning three sections in width.
The dimly lit interior featured a massive workstation in the center, cluttered with tools and materials. Surrounding the workstation were towering antique shelves.
Every antique shelf was placed with replicated artifacts by Brooklynn, infused with a trace of the true form's spiritual strength. That was why they carried the energies of the original and made their authenticity unquestionable.
As if eager to showcase the replica's realism, two identical little figures squeezed forward and each grabbed one of Shannon's hands. Then, they pulled her toward the shelves. "Shannon, come!"
The two led her to a twelve-piece blue celadon set. Pointing at two nearly identical celadons, they excitedly exclaimed, "Shannon, look! This is me!"
One of the little figures puffed out its cheeks and transformed back to its true form.
As the blue celadon seamlessly blended into the set, it was nearly impossible to tell which was real and fake at a glance.
But Shannon could distinguish them. She possessed the ability to see colors others could not.
Though the appearance and energy of both were identical, the original piece radiated a denser hue in her eyes, while the replica only had a faint layer.
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