Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

"Name."

"..."

"age."

"..."

"gender."

"..."

"Dumb, your people are mute too."

He cosplayed as Uncle Hat, but was met with a firm "resistance" response, with Hei Xiazi elbowing Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Tata completely ignored Hei Xiazi's words and paid no attention to the ruptured wounds on his body. He only followed the figure carrying the large cage and watched as the other person released his lynx from the cage, his eyes brightening slightly.

A low growl came from its throat. The lynx, which had just come out of its cage and was stretching, stiffened slightly, its front paws, revealing sharp claws, scratching nervously on the wooden floor.

Torn between its master's command and its precious baby, it hesitated...

A warm palm pressed down on its head. The comfortable touch made its eyes squint into slits, and it subconsciously rubbed its head against the palm, making gurgling sounds in its throat.

呜呜呜……对不起啊主人，敌方的美人计实在太过凶残，我扛不住啊！！！！(?0?5?0?4?0?8?9?0?0?4?0?8?0?5)

Zhang Tata, who was originally full of confidence, watched as the ferocious beast she had trained was held in the arms of that refined young man and repeatedly rubbed like a cat. Her already distorted face showed Su Li what it meant for her nose to be crooked.

I'm so angry...

Fatty Wang subconsciously touched his fairly straight nose and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that her last trump card had failed, Zhang Tata broke down for a while before finally calming down.

"Who are you?"

While asking the question, their eyes were fixed on Zhang Qiling. Their gazes collided in mid-air, one filled with ruthless bloodlust, the other with a peaceful and tolerant look.

Under Zhang Qiling's calm gaze, Zhang Tata, who was originally full of resentment, suddenly felt a little timid and wanted to look away, suppressed by inexplicable emotions in her heart.

"My name is Zhang Qiling," Zhang Qiling said calmly.

"I am Zhang Qiling." Upon hearing this familiar name, Zhang Tata hurriedly retorted.

He is Zhang Qiling, the ultimate victor who defeated all his opponents—Zhang Qiling.

"I know who you are."

"Yes! It's me, it's me!!! I'm Zhang Qiling, I've been since I was a child!!!"

His frantic attempts to prove himself also revealed his inner fears. He once truly and firmly believed that he was Zhang Qiling, the patriarch of the Zhang family, after all, that's what his family had told him since he was a child.

Until the year he was at the height of his career, he suffered such severe injuries and endured such great pain, only to be ruthlessly abandoned by Zhang Qishan, who had personally verified his identity as Zhang Qiling.

For years, he had been like a ghost guarding the vicinity of the Zhang family's ancient building, and he had begun to waver in his belief in his identity as Zhang Qiling.

Unexpectedly, the person who called himself Zhang Qiling did not deny him; he admitted his identity!

"you……"

Just as Zhang Tata, who was feeling gloomy, was momentarily moved by being recognized, an unknown creature stealthily approached her.

"Hey, you mute number two, you say you're Zhang Qiling, do you have an ID card?"

Zhang Tata: ? ? ? ?

Hei Xiazi took out a wallet, pulled out three ID cards, and shoved one at Zhang Tata's face.

The name field clearly displays the three characters 'Zhang Qiling'.

“We have a mute person in our family, they’re nationally certified.”

Fatty Wang was puzzled. "Why is the young man's ID card with the blind man?"

“Both Zhang and I have our ID cards with the blind man,” Su Li replied. She had retrieved them when they went to Qinling, but he had taken them again.

Black Bear carefully put the ID card away and tossed it back into his spatial storage. He'd had three ID cards since he first acquired them; he didn't do anything that didn't make a profit. He could only have more, not less. He'd find the other three another day, hehehehe…

Seeing that Zhang Tata's body, which had just shown signs of softening, stiffened slightly, she stared intently at Hei Xiazi's hand.

The day was so vibrant and lively, but then Hei Xiazi's ID card completely ruined the conversation...

When he got into trouble, ID cards weren't even widely available yet, so he really didn't have one...

"Interested in professional document processing?"

Bottle, Evil, Flower, Fat, Dawn: ? ? ? ? ? ?

What did they hear?

Just as Zhang Tata was about to break down online, she suddenly looked up and met the other person's sunglasses that reflected a faint light. What did he say?

"Interested in professional document processing? Or beauty and skin repair?"

While treating and recruiting Zhang Tata was one of their goals for this trip, the way you've described it makes us sound like a bunch of people illegally operating a beauty salon on the street and also making fake certificates on the side!

"I……"

"Don't you want the chance to regain your beauty? Don't you want identity verification from an authoritative institution?"

The most authoritative institution, absolutely: 6...

Black Bear scratched his head.

"How about we offer a repair package plus a document processing package, which includes a free beating of Zhang Rishan?"

"To be honest, I'm tempted." Wu Xie held the big cat in his arms and whispered in Su Li's ear.

Su Li nodded in agreement. Nothing else mattered; he absolutely couldn't be absent from the operation to beat up Zhang Rishan!

Upon hearing the somewhat familiar name, Zhang Tata paused for a moment to process it. "Zhang Qishan."

"He's dead. All I can do is take you to beat up his adjutant. You can beat him up too, but that'll cost extra..."

Zhang Tata: ...

This whole thing seems so unreliable from beginning to end.

That absolutely has to be reliable, it's definitely reliable!!!

When Hei Xiazi showed Zhang Rishan, covered in whip marks, lying face down at the door, Zhang Tata touched the same whip marks on her own body and, surprisingly, believed it…

Zhang Rishan: No? When did you take these photos? You actually came to my door, beat me up, and took photos as evidence?!

Although she was very tempted, Zhang Tata hesitated for a long time before finally uttering three words: "I have no money."

He lived in the mountains for decades, initially living a life of raw meat and blood, like a savage. Later, after his wounds healed, he gradually put some thought into controlling a few people.

However, he didn't need to spend money. They only needed to provide him with basic living supplies, so he didn't need any money at all.

"Snapped……"

A stack of snow-white A4 paper was slapped on the ground. Hei Xiazi gestured for Su Li to break the formation, and his gloved hand casually pulled Zhang Tata down to sit on the ground.

Large, flowing characters appeared on the snow-white paper. Fatty Wang peeked at them from behind and immediately grinned.

The paper was labeled an employment contract, but the fat man looked at it from left to right and thought the contents looked more like a contract of servitude...

Zhang Tata, who rarely interacts with outsiders, obviously didn't notice the problem above and was even slightly surprised by the salary offered.

Is it...that tall?