Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Everyone looked at the female corpse that Wang Pangzi and Xie Yuchen had just dragged up, and then looked down at the ice surface below, which was being hit with loud thuds and was causing the surrounding area to shake.

Is there something wrong?

"Beep beep, detecting a bizarre creature—the Snake Mother, which can be redeemed for 100000 points. Redeem now?"

"Ah Li, how durable is this ice?" Wu Xie peered down at the commotion below, thinking of that massive thing that was as big as a green train, and how fragile this little bit of ice looked.

Su Li only said one sentence to this: "That token belongs to my master."

Is it Master Yunqing's? Then it's alright, the little snake mother is easy to handle.

Just a moment ago you were calling me "big guy," and now you're calling me "little snake mother"? Ha, men...

The female corpse, dressed in brocade and adorned with jewels, was carefully placed on the ground, its chest and abdomen almost entirely devoid of any intact areas, a truly pitiful sight.

That black bear is inhuman; they'd better avoid offending him.

"Is this the Queen Mother of the West?"

The headlamp on Er Gouzi's head shone on the female corpse's face, and he was momentarily blinded by the reflection of the gold ornaments on her head.

After cleaning for a long time, Fatty Wang finally removed the arrow still stuck in the woman's chest. He then took out a gleaming scalpel and picked up a pair of tweezers in his other hand.

I walked around the female corpse with the light on my head, but it still didn't feel quite right.

"Is that broom or a rag? Come here and light a lamp for Fatty."

"Hey! Fatty's here."

The mop scurried over, then, after a moment's thought, whispered something.

"Fatty, my name is Mop. If you think Broom sounds better, I'll go and change my name when I get out. What do you think?"

Fatty Wang chuckled as he looked at the mop, who was grinning obsequiously. "Change your name? You wouldn't actually be called Mop, would you?"

"Absolutely, it couldn't be more real."

Mop spoke with a serious expression, but no one cared whether what he said was true or false.

With Mop and Er Gouzi holding the lights for him, Fatty Wang squatted in front of the female corpse, gently prying open a piece of flesh behind the corpse's ear with his scalpel.

With the tweezers in his left hand, he gently tugged at that small area twice, feeling a slight loosening. He then made two more cuts with the scalpel and continued peeling it off.

This was an activity that required a great deal of patience. Although the female corpse had remained intact for thousands of years, the skin on her face was still very fragile. Fatty Wang felt that he was on the verge of 'tearing each other apart' with the female corpse at any moment.

The two people acting as human-shaped lighting panels subconsciously held their breath and stared wide-eyed at Fatty Wang's actions.

Only after Fatty Wang peeled the entire face off the female corpse did he subconsciously let out a long sigh of relief.

"Hey mop guy, what's this? How come there's a face on this corpse?"

Er Gouzi had just breathed a sigh of relief when his eyes instinctively shifted from Wang Pangzi's hand to the female corpse's face. What he saw shocked him.

The female corpse, whose face had been peeled off and should now be unrecognizable or even have her skull exposed, actually had a completely intact face!

Although the newly appeared face was wrinkled and dark, it was still clearly discernible that it was a completely different face from the one before.

"Could this be the legendary 'two-faced' person?"

Hearing the two brothers' confusing remarks, Ah Ning began to doubt whether there was something wrong with the Chinese culture she had learned. Was this what "two-faced" meant?

"You shameless bastard, get out of here."

Fatty Wang was carefully fiddling with the face skin he had just peeled off when these two idiots started talking, causing his hand to tremble and almost tear the face skin off.

Xie Yuchen took out a camera specifically designed for photographing these tombs and photographed the clothing and accessories on the female corpse, as well as two completely different faces.

"The face above is the likeness of the Queen Mother of the West. This corpse is a stand-in for the Queen Mother of the West, but the identity of this stand-in may be quite special."

Hei Xiazi had recovered by now, and in a good mood, he stretched his arms and legs, quickly got up, and readily responded to Xie Yuchen's words.

"Judging from the reaction of that big guy down there, could this Stand be the keeper of that thing?"

So it went crazy after sensing that the female corpse had been moved?

Unfortunately, the ice layer created by Little Ali was too powerful. The frame bumped into it for a long time without any reaction. Now it's not moving at all. Could it be that it knocked itself unconscious?

Snake Mother: ?2?9_?2?9 Oh my god, my head hurts...

"Aunt Wenjin!!!"

While everyone was still trying to figure out what the connection was between the substitute female corpse and the Snake Mother, they suddenly heard Wu Xie exclaim in surprise.

But on the ice steps that resembled a ladder to heaven, Chen Wenjin was struggling to climb. No one knew when she had gone there; they hadn't even noticed.

They were probably too busy watching Hei Xiazi do something funny at the time, right?

Upon hearing Wu Xie's call, Chen Wenjin subconsciously turned around and glanced back, her gaze complex yet resolute.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time."

Wu Xie saw her lip movements.

After saying this, Chen Wenjin resolutely turned around and continued climbing.

"I don't have time." She kept saying this, but why did she say "I'm sorry"?

"Wenjin! Come back, it's dangerous!!" Xie Lianhuan shook off Pan Zi's hand that was supporting him, took a few quick steps, and called out from the edge of the platform, but received no response.

The ice steps were wide and very smooth, making it difficult for Chen Wenjin to climb. However, this did not affect her much, as she used both her hands and feet to climb quickly.

Everyone watched as she climbed the ice steps and soon reached the throne where the female corpse had once stood.

Above the throne, an opening wider and deeper than the others faced the throne.

Chen Wenjin turned around, gazing longingly at the crowd opposite him, and then, to everyone's astonishment, pulled an entrenching tool from his backpack.

An entrenching tool?

"bump……"

The metal shovel head slammed into the ice with a dull thud. Wu Xie's lips twitched as he watched Chen Wenjin, who was banging his head down at the end of the ice steps.

So when you say 'sorry' to this side, is that what you mean?

Is this an attempt to cut off their path to the top?

Why don't you look back at the snake mother who has already knocked herself unconscious?

Can't you have some self-awareness about your own abilities?

Chen Wenjin smashed the ice repeatedly at one spot until his hands were numb, but upon closer inspection, he found that the ice surface was completely unmarked.

Startled, I looked up at the person opposite me and saw that they were staring intently at my every move, and I don't know how long they had been watching.

An eerie and awkward atmosphere enveloped her, making her wish she could disappear into nowhere.

then……

"Bangdang..."

The entrenching tool was left on the ground. Chen Wenjin turned around, stepped onto the throne, and nimbly leaped up, disappearing into the meteorite cave above...