Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 526 Yama's Tower Tomb
Its slender green tentacles trembled and swayed gracefully, and its tendrils continued to spread outwards, resembling an inverted jellyfish.

"What do we do? This thing seems unkillable." Wu Xie was getting anxious and lowered his voice, "How did you deal with that Yama Head before?"

“Well, I’ll just pack it up.” Zhang Wuxun paused for a moment and then said.

The system, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly popped up and said only two words: [Rations.]
[Can the parasitic meteorite serve as your energy reserve?] Zhang Wuxun asked in his mind.

[Yes. ]
A rare hint of pleasure crept into the system tablet's voice: "[I don't need you to bleed me dry; as long as it exists in the space, I'll slowly digest it.]"
[Why did you suddenly wake up?] Zhang Wuxun paused for a moment, [So that head in front of you... you ate it?]
"Hmm," the system responded.

[So what should we use to hold this?]
To avoid trouble, he put on gloves and stuffed the head of Yama into the glass box.

He has a lot of things stored in his space. Who knows if there will be any problems if he rashly puts the parasitic meteorite in there?

[In the backpack.]
The system fell silent as soon as it finished speaking, as if the recorder had jammed.

Before entering the snow mountain, it pretended to be dead and kept quiet, but after reaching the vicinity of the Bronze Gate, it entered a light slumber and its presence was almost zero.

Zhang Wuxun seemed to be deep in thought. "So what you wanted me to find is actually this?"
[no.]
After a pause of five or six seconds, the system spoke again, its words still brief.

[what is that? ]
When Zhang Wuxun pressed for further answers, the system fell completely silent.

Zhang Wuxun clicked his tongue inwardly. It seemed that the interference of the meteorite jade on the system had not decreased. Well, just in case, he should save some energy.

"What should we use to store it?" Wu Xie asked instinctively, then suddenly realized something and frowned. "Should we just put it in the treasure chest? Won't that have any effect on you?"

As they were talking, Wu Xie pulled their backpacks out from the pile of rocks. Seeing that Zhang Wuxun had stood still after saying that, he asked curiously, "Muyu, what's wrong with you?"

"Wooden fish?"

After calling his name twice without getting a response, Wu Xie's heart skipped a beat. He immediately rushed over and grabbed the man's hand through his sleeve, calling out, "Wooden Fish!"

"Huh?" Zhang Wuxun came to his senses and saw his worried face, so he quickly said, "I'm fine. If there's no direct contact, I won't be parasitized."

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief. "Damn, you scared me to death! Seeing you standing there motionless, I thought that green silk had its eyes on you."

Zhang Wuxun smiled, turned around and walked to the backpack, unzipped it, and sure enough, the system had placed a transparent, fist-sized cube inside.

The inside of the cube is not empty, but rather consists of many thin, transparent pipes that meander and overlap to form a maze-like structure, making it extremely complex.

"What is this?" Wu Xie asked in surprise.

Zhang Wuxun shook the maze block, and a drop of red liquid inside swayed as well. The system had considered everything and prepared bait in advance.

He replied, "A container specifically designed to hold it."

Wu Xie said "oh" and didn't ask any further questions, assuming that Zhang Wuxun had taken the item out of the treasure chest himself.

Zhang Wuxun gestured for him to stay away, then carefully approached the parasitic meteorite that was swaggering on the rock, aligned the opening of the maze block with it, and slowly retreated back to a half-crouch position, keeping a close eye on the movement.

After waiting a few seconds, the previously swaying tentacles all turned towards that direction, bristling like iron filings attracted by a magnet.

Then an unbelievable scene unfolded: all the tentacles twisted and coiled around the body like snakes, reaching towards the gap in the maze, eventually forming several long, curved chains that looked more and more like gene chains.

The whole process was like performing magic.

By the time the green tentacle chain touched the opening and began to drill in, five or six minutes had passed.

Seeing that he couldn't be of much help, Wu Xie bent down and whispered in Zhang Wuxun's ear, "Then I'll go check on Fatty."

Zhang Wuxun waved his hand silently, "Go."

Wu Xie immediately turned around, grabbed the first-aid kit, and went to check on Fatty. The earlier insect swarm had delayed them, and the fragments of Fatty's armor hadn't been completely removed. Zhang Wuxun then took the small light off his collar and tossed it to him, saying, "I don't know if the torch's temperature will affect this thing, but you can use this for now."

"Okay." Wu Xie nodded.

The fat man woke up, opened his eyes listlessly, and groaned, "Ouch, my head is spinning so badly, where did I end up?"

While using tweezers to remove the copper pieces, Wu Xie explained the current situation to him, "Once Mu Yu has dealt with that thing, we'll find a new path."

The fat man, having recovered from the numbness, slowly sat up, leaning against the wall. He turned his head and saw Zhang Haixing holding the skeleton, noticing the blood-stained gauze on her head. He wondered, "Did this woman kick the bucket?"

Zhang Haixing gave a cold "heh," and said, "Even if you die, I won't die."

The fat man chuckled upon hearing this, "We're all just ordinary, unlucky guys, aren't we? With your half-crippled, half-dead body, you still have to rely on the three of us to survive."

"The cleft-lipped mule was sold for the price of a donkey; he suffered a loss because of his mouth."

Zhang Haixing's temple throbbed, nearly bursting open and smashing his head open. She endured it, forcibly holding back her anger.

On the other side, after all the green tendrils had burrowed into the maze block, Zhang Wuxun immediately used his materialization ability to seal the opening, and the parasitic meteorite was completely contained inside.

Through the container, you can clearly see the tendrils wriggling inside the pipes, searching for an exit.

After putting away the maze blocks, he turned around and saw Wu Xie re-bandaging Zhang Haixing's head wound.

He went over to check on the fat man and, seeing that he was fully awake, said a few words before carefully examining the wall with Tibetan graffiti.

After a few moments, Zhang Wuxun suddenly touched Yama's eyes with his finger, then looked at the part below where the names of the sacrificial personnel were engraved. Then he raised his hand and elbowed Yama, and with a "whoosh," he punched a hole in Yama's face.

“There’s nothing behind this wall,” Zhang Wu asked.

No wonder the image of Yama was carved so perfunctorily, because the upper part of the wall was built later.

With a few quick movements, the remaining mud bricks were smashed, revealing a dark passageway behind them.

"What's inside?" Wu Xie asked.

"I don't know, I have to go in and check it out first."

Zhang Wuxun took out some compressed biscuits from his backpack and distributed them to them, saying, "You can rest here. I'll be back soon."

Wu Xie broke off half a biscuit and handed it to him, saying, "You should eat something too. Be careful when you go inside."

"No need, you guys eat." Zhang Wuxun took an energy gel, patted Wu Xie and Zhang Wuxun on the shoulder, and said, "Just stay put."

After saying that, he glanced at Zhang Haixing again. Before he could speak, Zhang Haixing scoffed, "If you don't trust me that much, why don't you just carry them both with you?"

Zhang Wuxun smiled, said nothing more, gave Wu Xie and the other man a wink, then turned and stepped into the tunnel from the cave entrance.

The fat man behind him shouted, "Be careful, hurry back!"

Zhang Wuxun responded and quickened his pace. The passageway was not long; after walking less than ten meters, he encountered downhill steps.

From the steps, you can see that the platform below ends abruptly. Walking over, you find a cliff six or seven meters high, with a much larger space below – a deep pit the size of a regular swimming pool.

In the center of the pit stands a small stone tower, but it looks more like a dusty, gray mound than a tower.

Goodnight (-ω`)