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

Chapter 550 Human-Headed Lizard
Zhang Wuxun turned the knob at the bottom of the glass jar, and Wu Xie's hand quickly swelled up from being sucked, with black blood flowing out from the two small holes.

In just a short while, a lump of dark blood, about the size of a bottle cap, slowly gathered inside the transparent glass cupping device.

Once he felt that the blood had been drained enough and its color was returning to normal, Zhang Wuxun turned Wu Xie's hand to the side, allowing the poisonous blood to pool on one side of the jar to prevent it from flowing back and contaminating the wound.

“This glass snake itself isn’t very venomous, and this method can only extract a portion of the venomous blood; the rest has to be metabolized by the snake itself,” Zhang Wuxun said.

Glass snakes generally do not attack creatures that are dozens of times larger than themselves. Their maximum length is only about 1.2 meters. They are better at hiding and escaping than actively attacking.

So after instinctively biting Wu Xie, it immediately severed its body. By the time Zhang Wuxun noticed, its head had already disappeared.

Hearing Zhang Wuxun say this, the fat man felt relieved, turned around and looked around, muttering, "Speaking of Zhang Haike, that old bastard is nowhere to be seen at this hour, where did he go?"

It seems Zhang Haike had foreseen that they would fall through the gap and left enough lighting tools beforehand to prevent them from being caught in the dark when they came down.

The glow sticks could only illuminate a limited area. The fat man told Zhang Wuxun, then pulled out a glow stick, held it in his hand, and walked around the nearby pile of scattered bones.

The bones piled on the ground had decomposed over various years; some had already begun to crumble into powder, scattered haphazardly, with no beginning or end in sight.

Some bones still had bits of flesh attached to them, rotten and infested with maggots of all colors, which burrowed in and worked diligently among the decaying flesh.

The fat man recognized it as a cow skull from the two large, upright horns, which belonged to a strong yak.

The fat man, wearing a gas mask, seemed to be wearing a combat helmet. After being isolated from most of the ferocious smell, his emotions became noticeably more active.

He clicked his tongue twice in a gesture of feigned pity, thinking to himself, "No wonder the smell here is so terrible. It turns out this pit is a garbage dump, and the environment is full of pollutants."

The pit they are currently in is not very large, only about two meters deep. The interior of the pit is pointed at both ends and rounded in the middle, resembling a flat oval cellar.

The fat man slowly circled the pit wall, his expression gradually becoming serious. Years of experience in tomb raiding told him that the shape of this pit was a bit off.

This place doesn't seem to be an ordinary burial pit, but rather a specially excavated, uniquely constructed building.

He discovered that on the two opposite long sides of the oval pit, there were many white, ivory-like pillars embedded in the pit walls. They were flat in shape, arranged in a very regular pattern, and had a slightly yellowish color. Their surfaces were covered with countless honeycomb-like pits, as if they had been hollowed out by ants building nests.

The pillars are spaced half a meter apart and stand very evenly. The extended parts that stretch upwards give the impression of the support frame of a dome-shaped tent.

The fat man looked up and saw that the ends of the ivory-like flat pillars on both sides all converged neatly towards the middle, connecting to a thick white beam.

Upon seeing the shape of the beam, the fat man's pupils suddenly contracted. He suddenly realized something and abruptly turned his head to look at the white, flat pillars again.

Upon seeing this, he gasped in shock—it was a fossil! They were inside the belly of a giant fossil!
The fat man felt a chill run down his spine. Something had used the fossil of this giant beast as a nest, its place of storage and feeding, which explained the varying ages of the remains. Realizing this, he quickly turned and ran back to Zhang Wuxun, anxiously urging, "Muyu, hurry, we have to get out of here! We can't stay here any longer. I just discovered there are probably other terrifying things living in this pit."

A creature capable of hunting wild yaks weighing a ton is no less difficult to deal with than the Hydra Cypress.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wuxun put a gas mask on Wu Xie, treated his wounds, gave him an antibiotic injection, and carried him into a sleeping bag. He looked at the fat man and asked, "Tell me in detail, what did you find?"

After the fat man finished explaining, he added, "I reckon there's a giant python living here. Only a python could swallow such a big yak whole. We accidentally fell into the python's food bowl."

As he was talking, he remembered, "Didn't Tianzhen see a big snake in her dream before? That's probably it."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuxun shook his head and denied it, saying, "It can't be a python. There are no traces of snake molts or shed scales here. The stone here is too soft, which does not meet the requirements of the environment a python would choose when shedding its skin."

"Furthermore, pythons do not spit out bones. Snakes have very strong stomach acid that can penetrate into animal bones and digest the hard bones."

The presence of such clearly visible animal bones indicates that the creature that lived here was definitely not a snake. As for what exactly it was...

Zhang Wuxun casually picked up a long bone, carefully examined the gnaw and claw marks on it, and said, "I reckon these bones are the remains left over from the long-tailed creatures we bombed before."

"That thing was over two meters long with its tail included. I think it must be a lizard-like creature that likes to eat carrion."

The bones scattered everywhere bore traces of decay, indicating that the lizard with the human head and claws preferred to poison its prey and store it, waiting for the meat to rot into a form it preferred with the help of microorganisms before eating it.

Because they feed on carrion year after year, the mutated human-headed lizards have developed a unique way of existing, much like living corpses in tombs.

“But you’re right about one thing: we really can’t stay here any longer.” Zhang Wuxun wrapped Wu Xie in a sleeping bag, picked him up, looked at the mountain wall above, and said, “Ever since we entered this area, I’ve felt like something is watching us in the dark.”

The fat man clicked his tongue, "So much bombardment and they didn't wipe out those bastards?"

“This is the lair; all that’s left are probably cubs.” Zhang Wuxun stepped onto the mountain of bones. “Let’s go, let’s leave here first. Zhang Haike must have left us clues ahead.”

"Alright." The fat man casually picked up the remaining glow sticks, followed Zhang Wushou for a few steps, then suddenly turned around, holding the glow sticks in both hands, and waved them behind him while muttering incantations.

"Fatty!" Zhang Wuxun called out to him from afar.

"Hey—I'm here."

Goodnight, Makka Pakka

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