Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Without hesitation, Ji Haobo nervously and curiously combined the two cards into one using a fusion card.

The Amazing Thug Yan Shuangying: [Bronze Card MAX]

[Infinite Flow Combat Techniques] [Infinite Flow Eagle Set]

With the combination of the two cards, internal martial arts and the eighteen kinds of martial arts are also integrated.

All the moves in internal martial arts are essentially devoid of moves, becoming like a gazelle hanging its horns, allowing for even more freedom and spontaneity;

Every move can be turned into a deadly attack; this is the Infinite Flow Combat Technique.

As for combining the two outfits, it's quite simple: wear a trench coat over a suit, and you'll look even more sophisticated.

Moreover, the sum of the two spaces is ten cubic units. That's right, two plus five equals ten. That's fine, very good. At least that's what Ji Haobo thinks.

Just as Lao Hu and the others had chosen their respective weapons and were about to tell Ji Haobo that they could leave;

But then I saw that he had somehow gotten a black leather trench coat, and he looked absolutely cool.

What surprised them the most were the two huge golden revolvers in his hands, which were clearly powerful weapons that could be called hand cannons.

"Bo...Bo, what are you doing..."

Don't ask, it's a secret.

Ji Haobo interrupted them, smiled mysteriously, and walked to the side to put away the heavy machine gun and its accompanying ammunition.

They also collected some of the remaining grenades and explosive charges, as well as some light machine guns, and even gas masks.

After all that collecting, there's not much space left in the ten cubic meters. Looks like I can't stop earning gacha points, I have to keep drawing cards!

"Let's go! It's time to go out for a stroll. It would be even better if a few monsters jumped out. I haven't even distributed any goodies from my 'Equality for All Beings' campaign yet!"

Ji Haobo glanced at the stunned group of people and took the lead as he walked out.

Fatty Wang swallowed hard, then turned to Old Hu and said:

"How powerful do you think Bo's two revolvers are?"

Old Hu glanced at his potbelly and told a lame joke.

"How big? One shot and you'll lose a kidney; two shots and you'll be half your size."

"Hiss... That's amazing? One shot can conjure up two Lao Hus, that's terrifying!"

"Go to hell! I could say that if I fired one shot, there would only be half a fat man left in the world!"

"Damn it, Lao Hu, you bastard! All that talk and no action is unsportsmanlike."

"What nonsense! I'm holding a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other. How can you accuse me of that?"

"Who tapped me on the shoulder? Was it a ghost?"

As soon as Fatty Wang finished speaking, everyone stopped in their tracks, the atmosphere froze instantly, and the passage became completely silent.

Ji Haobo, Lao Hu, and Yingzi exchanged glances, then their gazes fell on Fatty Wang.

The guy instantly broke out in a cold sweat, his face turned deathly pale, and he trembled uncontrollably.

"Wha...what's wrong? I don't really...I don't have that thing on my back, do I?"

"Don't move, let's take a look first."

Ji Haobo and the others walked behind him and saw a fading child's handprint appear on Wang Pangzi's shoulder.

Old Hu and Yingzi's expressions changed immediately, a look of fear flashing in their eyes, but when they saw Ji Haobo beside them, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ha! There's nothing there. You fatso, you're so paranoid and jumpy. You're all big but cowardly!"

Ji Haobo winked at the two people beside him, and with a forced laugh, prepared to appease them first.

Unexpectedly, Fatty Wang suddenly trembled all over and pointed shakily ahead.

"Bo, when you say these things, could you explain what the preceding part means?"

Ji Haobo immediately turned his head to look, and saw a little boy give a strange smile in their direction, then pass through the wall and disappear.

"hiss…"

Old Hu and the others gasped in shock, and Fatty Wang's legs went weak; he almost burst into tears.

"Brother Bo, isn't this kid a little devil? He doesn't look like a Japanese soldier, what's he doing here?"

Ji Haobo naturally knew what was going on, but he didn't expect that this little thing would actually approach Fatty Wang, and it seemed that it was even guiding the group.

Because the little devil reappeared at the end of the passage, gazing at this place.

"Let's go check out the power generation room first, then we'll go there."

Ji Haobo frowned. Actually, he didn't really believe this kid, after all, as the saying goes, ghost stories are full of lies.

According to the plot, those two little devils were made into mercury corpses and buried with the deceased.

With such a cruel way of dying, and a thousand years having passed, do they not harbor any resentment?

That's really hard to believe. The most likely explanation is that it's for the sake of the plot, to show a warm and harmonious side to everyone.

The group then went to the generator room, where Lao Hu fiddled with the generator for a while and surprisingly managed to start it.

The dim yellow light flickered a few times before settling down. Although the light was dim, it made Lao Hu and the others feel much more relaxed.

"Yingzi, once you get rid of these things when you go back, have someone install electricity in the village so the villagers won't have to walk in the dark anymore."

Old Hu and Fatty Wang came back this time intending to collect some things and then help their fellow villagers.

Unexpectedly, the outcome was a step too late, but now things have taken a turn for the better, so I'm smiling happily.

But seeing the two of them laughing so happily, Ji Haobo shook his head and said earnestly:

"You two are being too presumptuous. There's no rush to install power lines in the village. The villagers don't have a stable income, so even if they had electricity, they couldn't afford it."

And what about your comrades-in-arms, Lao Hu, and the remaining orphans and widows? They can't always rely on you for support; it's not good for them in the long run.

The best solution is to find them a job that they are capable of doing.

So this time when I go back, I plan to see if there's any business I can do, preferably setting up a factory or something.

In this way, I can not only help those people, but I can also get support for orphanages.

"Our current tomb raiding is just a last resort for accumulating resources. There are only so many tombs; one day they'll all be looted, and then what will we do?"

Faced with this sudden bucket of cold water poured on them, the smiles on Lao Hu and Fatty Wang's faces froze.

But upon closer reflection, everyone's situation is indeed as Bo Ye said; as the saying goes, people have to save themselves.

Especially when someone lends a helping hand, you must seize the opportunity to get ashore, so that you can not only save yourself, but also have the energy to help others.

"Master Bo, then... then let's go back and set up a factory, and stop going into tombs?"

Wang Pangzi is simple-minded; he can't think of anything too complicated, and he just asks whatever comes to mind.

Old Hu also wanted to hear about this. Although he was quick-witted, he lacked experience and knowledge. Starting a factory was simply a pipe dream for him.

"What are you thinking? I was just talking about the general plan. How much can we sell this little bit of stuff for now? How much money do we need to set up a factory? So we have to continue going into the tombs."

Ji Haobo glanced at the two of them speechlessly, but now was not the time to discuss the details.

"Let's go. We can discuss those things back at the hotel. Let's go check things out ahead first."