Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 687 "Fuxi"?
"You've arrived, and you've brought an extraordinary guest from afar."

A familiar voice came from afar, from the huge bronze block that was suspended in mid-air.

Compared to the last time I saw it, the bronze was now covered with dense cracks and was dull and smooth.

"Oh, you're about to die. Well, have a safe journey, buddy. Long time no see. We've come to take you home."

Hu Ming gave an irrelevant answer, looking at the illusory shadow with a human head and a snake's body, and then turned his gaze to the young man standing quietly with a faint smile below.

"Ah."

Although the delivery guy here is a bit more humane than before, a person's character is determined by their life experiences, and he is still as indifferent as water.

The human-headed, snake-bodied creature ignored Hu Ming's obviously impolite greeting, its eyes fixed on the expressionless and icy "Zhao Zheng".

His eyes were filled with fervor, like those of a pilgrim!
Everything here is based on ancient bronze, and all beings here possess some strange and unusual abilities.

In the dark passage, the decapitated corpse, when it was still a complete ghost soldier, had already informed the person before it of everything it had discovered through a special means.

Hu Ming had said he would kill that guy sooner or later, and he never went back on his word. And now, this was the last chance.

As for the death of the ghost soldiers...

You can't expect the rulers of that ancient era, where human life was worth less than food, to turn against Hu Ming, a man whose true nature they could never fathom, for the sake of a nameless soldier.

Moreover, the soldier delivered a shocking message to him before he died.

Living on a mountain, overlooking the changing times of the world, is what makes one an immortal!
Five thousand years ago, when civilization was just beginning to develop, he discovered some clues in an ancient ruin.

It was this information that led this person to learn that there were special methods in the world that could make a person's lifespan endless!
That is why they have spent five thousand years, generation after generation, seeking this immortality that exists only in legends!
“I understand what you mean. We beings are not stingy; we also yearn for the birth of the same beings.”

"For millions of years, we have been too lonely and isolated. We need companions, and if we could, we would not hesitate to bring longevity to all living beings in the world."

"Unfortunately, this won't work. Our existence is just an accident. What created us has its limits and can no longer create more beings of the same kind."

"Although we have discovered other strange entities, they are beyond our reach."

"Zhao Zheng" looked up at the being with a human head and a snake body, his voice completely calm.

"Heh, old people are cunning...tsk! They're all those ultimate, invincible old monsters, they've long since figured out the human heart, they can guess what the other person is thinking without even opening their mouth..."

"Does it really mean you can tell what kind of fart someone is going to say just by looking at them sticking their butt out?"

Hu Ming looked at the two unusual individuals, clicked his tongue, and couldn't help but complain.

“I had discussed those ‘immortals’ with him before, and he told me to be careful of them, but I never expected you to bring ‘immortals’ with you this time.”

The young man smiled calmly.

He wasn't interested in the human-headed snake-bodied being or this ancient "immortal." As long as it didn't affect them, he had no interest in what the two of them wanted to discuss.

"Immortals? That's it? If that's the case, then you and I are already the 'immortals' you're talking about."

Hu Ming said softly, neither confirming nor denying, "Immortals and gods are just titles, the ancient people's yearning and fantasy about endless lifespan and strange phenomena. Humans are born insatiable, forever demanding more; the myriad desires are the key factor driving the continuous progress of human society."

"So, Hu Ming, why did you bring me here? Although I don't know who this gentleman is or what's hovering beneath him, he must be an extraordinary figure, right?"

"I'm just a small-time writer, none of this has anything to do with me, right?"

Lan Ting, who had been quietly staying by Hu Ming's side, spoke softly.

Everything she saw today shattered the values ​​she had built up over the past twenty years.

No.
To be precise, when Lan Ting realized he was dead, his worldview was completely shattered.

But seeing this scene before him, Lan Ting began to wonder for the first time whether the world he lived in had actually been a fantasy world of immortals and heroes from online novels from the very beginning.
The young man also cast a questioning glance at Hu Ming at the opportune moment.

Presumably, Wu Xie and Fatty must have followed them and were waiting for them outside the door.

But Hu Ming brought this female ghost in here; he must be plotting something, right?
After all, he was a young man, and the moment they met, he noticed something amiss about Lan Ting.

"I have a question for you, Lan Ting. Please think it over carefully before you answer me."

"Do you want to live? I mean, as a human being, with flesh and blood, to live as an ordinary human being, just like before?"

Hu Ming glanced at the two people who were still talking, then turned his gaze to the ancient bronze that was constantly crumbling. A strange smile appeared on his lips as he asked softly.

"What? Resurrection?"

Lan Ting accurately understood Hu Ming's meaning, her beautiful eyes widening as she stared at Hu Ming's profile in disbelief.

Although she didn't know if an underworld or reincarnation existed, could resurrection really be possible?
Can the cycle of life and death truly be reversed?
"resurrection?"

The young man raised an eyebrow, maintaining his calm expression as he looked at Hu Ming.

"You rascal, I knew that if you were just here to pick up Zhang Qiling, you probably wouldn't have come back in."

"You said you didn't like the environment here."

"So, you brought this special little girl here at this time to try and squeeze the last bit of power out of this thing, didn't you?"

The human-headed, snake-bodied creature interrupted its communication with "Zhao Zheng," looking at Hu Ming with a mixture of surprise and certainty.

In modern slang, it's like having a human head and a snake's body—it's really a pain, even though his lower body is a snake and he's long since lost that organ.

"What does it matter? In order to keep you old codgers alive, that thing has reached its limit and is about to completely break down."

"How should I put it? Is it that destruction breeds new life? That's roughly the idea. If I'm not mistaken, the moment this thing collapses, some of its most core and unique powers will be released, and then everything will come to an end."

"Your last bit of strength is useless to you and to all of you; it can't salvage anything. In that case, why not let it go to me... no, to her!"

Hu Ming chuckled, his gaze fixed intently on the ancient bronze: "What I said makes a lot of sense, doesn't it? Let's start eliminating waste with ourselves, 'Fuxi'!"