Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

After leaving the dock, the foreign merchant ships gradually slowed down their speed. The one who was holding the lifebuoy on the side of the ship and trying to climb up along the rope was Zhang Xingxing, a strong Chinese woman all her life.

Fortunately, after all the chaos just now, the boatmen on the deck seemed to have been called away for a meeting, and there were only a few people left on the deck. This made it convenient for Zhang Xingxing, a strange figure like a sea monkey, to climb up unnoticed.

Zhang Xingxing, who had finally climbed up, didn't have time to catch his breath, and immediately found a room that could be unlocked and went in. When he went in, he found that it was a fish-raising room for storage. The whole room smelled fishy. It might be that the fish caught were raised here as food for transportation, and the smell was particularly pungent.

It’s pretty good. At least the smell of blood is not obvious anymore.

Zhang Xingxing found a secluded corner, opened the box, took out the fishing net inside and hid it inside, preparing to get off the ship when the merchant ship docked at the next stop.

Zhang Xingxing, leaning against the box, sighed and smiled bitterly.

Why did she get into trouble with the box? She hid in the box before and is still hiding in the box now. Is this her way of experiencing the wonderful life of coffins and urns in advance?

Then he touched her shoulder which was no longer bleeding, and enduring the pain, he pulled the bullet out of her shoulder with his hands, and then used his clothes to cover his bleeding shoulder. The next second, as if he remembered something, he touched his feet, and after feeling the white and smooth skin, he was a little dazed.

She seemed to see blue scales on her legs and feet for a second while underwater...

She wanted to deny it, but she had seen it with her own eyes. The blood secret that had been bothering her for a long time seemed to have an answer at this moment.

So what is she now, a monster? A fish demon, a fish monster, a fish man...

This must be scary.

Thinking about the story about the fish monster that I made up at that time, I felt like a boomerang had finally turned around and stabbed me back in the body.

Finally, Zhang Xingxing looked at his shoulder dejectedly, and saw that the bleeding rate had slowed down, which should be healing. He felt like giving up on himself.

No matter, she is beautiful, currently she is a human, so what if she has fish scales. She is called a mermaid, the mermaid in fairy tales, the kind that can turn into colorful bubbles, do you understand?

Just like that, Zhang Xingxing, who was extremely tired and had been soaked in the cold river water for a long time, leaned on the box trembling slightly, not caring about his injuries, closed his eyes, and let the darkness surround him.

Let the sky fall if it falls.

However, he didn't expect that this time he would be unconscious for a week. When Zhang Xingxing woke up again, he was awakened by hunger. He looked at his wounds that were almost healed and took a deep breath.

I'm not dead yet, I'm pretty strong. Give myself a thumbs up.

But she was so hungry, even hungrier than a starving ghost.

Thinking of the delicious food he bought and placed in the space after leaving the Wang family, Zhang Xingxing ran into the space, found some edible things, and left the space without stopping.

But unexpectedly, this time, the merchant ship actually sailed for more than a month.

At first, Zhang Xingxing still had some food, but in the end, the extremely hungry mermaid could only choose to nibble on some sashimi when no one was paying attention. It was fresh and delicious at first, but unfortunately, in the end, she had almost formed the habit of vomiting at the sight of fish.

That night, after everyone had gone to sleep, Zhang Xingxing secretly ran outside with the fish, looked up at the exceptionally bright moon in the night sky, then looked down at the inky sea, searching for the moon's reflection on the sea that was like a mirror-like flower on the water.

With her slender, not-so-big hands, she gently pinched the bright moon shadow. The sea surface was rippled, and the moon shadow also shook, as if it was pressed down, and then slowly returned to its original shape.

Well, the moon is also small...

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingxing smiled slightly, and her crescent-shaped eyes curved.

The next moment, he saw more than a dozen members of the Wang family lying in the inky sea water. Zhang Xingxing knew who they were and what they were talking about without even looking at them. After pursing his lips and blinking, Zhang Xingxing looked at the sea again. In fact, there was nothing on it, except for the bright moon and the dim reflection of the sailing ship.

She looked up at the real moon in the sky, which had never changed from beginning to end, and thought, how wonderful.

Then he took out a dagger he found in the space, sliced ​​the fish, and stuffed it into his mouth, resisting the urge to vomit. After eating, Zhang Xingxing lay on the side of the boat to bask in the moonlight and replenish some moonlight energy.

Suddenly, she thought of her childhood thought that the moon would dry up the boy, and she couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth secretly.

How childish!

After that, Zhang Xingxing, who had had enough of the moonlight, returned to his box and closed his eyes.

The next day, Zhang Xingxing was awakened by the noisy noise outside. After realizing that there was no one in the storage room, she crawled out of the box. When she heard someone outside vaguely shouting "arrive", she suppressed her impatience and waited for a while. When there was no sound, she opened the door and ran out.

Zhang Xingxing, who was trying hard to get off the boat, bumped into a crew member on the wooden board. After staggering to his feet, he hurriedly said "sorry" and ran away without even raising his head.

Crew member: What the hell, it went by in a flash, but the sound was pretty nice.

When did they have such a person on their ship? Could he be a slave bought by some gentleman? Ah, what if he ran away? I hope they won't cause trouble for him. Looking at Zhang Xingxing's back that had already run away, the crew shrugged their shoulders and thought, forget it, he didn't see anything, it has nothing to do with him.

Zhang Xingxing, who ran off the boat in a hurry, looked up and found herself standing in a square. She was stunned for a second when she saw the medieval and Romanesque buildings around her and the many foreign faces in windbreakers in the square.

She was really sent abroad!

She had been wondering where a ship could sail on the sea for such a long time. It couldn't be heading abroad.

Now she really wanted to use her shoes to beat herself to death for trying to get on the boat, but then she thought of the shot that Wang Jue had shot at her, and she shuddered.

Forget it, other countries are stronger than the Wang family.

Zhang Xingxing, who was trying to ask for directions in English, ran into obstacles everywhere and collapsed when she heard people around her speaking a language she couldn't understand.

Damn it, what kind of language is being spoken here? Can someone who can speak English come over here?

Thinking of this, and remembering that there were people on the merchant ship that brought her who could speak some English, she immediately turned around and ran back. However, Zhang Xingxing, who was not familiar with the roads in a foreign country at all, walked around twice and finally stood in this square again, feeling extremely tired.

She touched her rumbling stomach. The hunger made her feel a little dizzy, but she still forced herself to stay awake and carefully looked around.

This is a place full of exotic customs. The magnificent architectural style is eye-catching. However, in sharp contrast, there are many beggars with messy clothes and haggard faces on the street. They are squatting or lying, looking ahead with empty eyes, as if they have lost hope in life. Occasionally, you can see a few foreigners lying on the roadside, not knowing whether they are dead or alive. And those so-called "successful people" in bright and beautiful clothes walk past them with their heads held high, with disdain and contempt on their faces, and occasionally let out a harsh sneer, as if laughing at the desolation and helplessness of these poor people.

Why does this feel like a luxurious and dilapidated country? It doesn't sound like France at all. Where on earth is this?

Just when Zhang Xingxing was daydreaming, she heard a melodious violin sound. She couldn't help but look up and saw a tall man in a windbreaker performing on the other side of the square. Occasionally, someone would throw something to him. Zhang Xingxing's eyes lit up again and again.

money!

Definitely money!