Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

"Hey, is there anyone who can lend a hand to Fatty?" Fatty Wang, who had been dazed for a while, slowly got up.

Distracted, Wu Xie temporarily stopped paying attention to the exorbitantly expensive Qilin Blood and turned to help Wang Pangzi up.

"Fatty, how are you?"

"Damn it, if it weren't for that young man pulling Fatty out of the way today, Fatty would have really been done for." Fatty Wang shook his head vigorously and cursed.

Heaven knows how terrifying it was when that blue-eyed fox corpse glanced at me, gave me a jolt, and I turned around to see Wu Xie and Su Li standing expressionlessly behind me!

The key point is that the guy was carrying a big knife, and vines were flying behind Xiao Lizi, who had been squatting with him eating spicy hot pot.

If the young man hadn't inserted the pills so quickly, Fatty would have pulled out a dagger and put it on his own neck.

In front of these two big shots, the best way to die is probably to choose to die gloriously.

so far so good.

"Damn it, this is the thing, Fatty Wang..." Fatty Wang said, wanting to go forward and give the blue-eyed fox corpse a post-mortem massage, but he was blocked by Zhang Qiling's knife after taking only two steps.

"Brother, you..."

Zhang Qiling calmly watched him, stopping him from venting his anger with her eyes.

"Beep beep, a strange creature has been detected - the Nine-Headed Hydra Cypress. It can be redeemed for 2000 points. Do you want to redeem it?"

"Beep beep, a strange creature has been detected—a blue-eyed fox corpse. It can be redeemed for 1500 points. Do you want to redeem it?"

Ugh?

The sudden system notification left Su Li somewhat bewildered. She had been here for so long and had seen the Nine-Headed Hydra Cypress twice already, so why was she suddenly being notified that she could sell it now?

What is the pattern in the system's prompts?

"Because the nine-headed cypress we just encountered is a demonic creature on the verge of developing sentience, it is permitted to exist under the laws of this world. Except for bizarre biological systems that need to be recycled and sold to bizarre worlds, other intelligent life forms are prohibited from being bought or sold, host. It's illegal."

"Your system even has laws?" That's eye-opening.

"Yes, host. It's the Law on the Protection of Creatures Across All Worlds *The Lost Tomb World Chapter*. You must abide by the laws of the world you're in, host."

'What about that blue-eyed fox corpse?'

'The blue-eyed fox corpse was just concealed by the aura of the Qilin bloodline within the Qilin's essence, so the system cannot detect it, host.'

'Could this Qilin Blood really be formed from Qilin blood?'

"No, it's just a special medicinal herb derived from the blood of a Zhang family member with Qilin bloodline."

I understand. The consciousness of this world wants to evolve into a cultivation world, so anything related to cultivation is considered legitimate, while anything supernatural is something the world consciousness resolutely rejects. Now that there's a way, I just want to pack everything up and throw it out of my world.

So, if we clean up these things, aren't we just cleaning up the world and selling the waste on the side?

Su Li suddenly remembered what Hei Xiazi had told her about the job of a cleaner.

Don't ask why Hei Xiazi is telling Su Li this. The answer is that the blind man is teaching the child about the 360 ​​trades, how every trade can produce an expert, and how to survive if a child gets lost, etc.

Zuli, who carries a secret realm and holds gold bricks with her, exclaimed, "So that's how it is! Amazing! I want to learn!"

See, it's come in handy now?

If the world consciousness cleans up the garbage it hates and sells the scrap metal on the side, then... shouldn't the world consciousness pay it a salary?

It seems feasible. I'll go home and ask Huahua and the blind man. As for Brother Zhang, forget it; he probably knows less about this than I do.

While Su Li was plotting how to exploit the world's consciousness, Wu Xie, under Wu Sansheng's guidance, had already triggered the mechanism on the female corpse.

After dodging the hidden arrows, they successfully retrieved the key to the purple-gold box from the woman's mouth.

The key seemed to have an anti-corrosion effect. As soon as the key was taken out, the once lifelike female corpse suddenly seemed to be accelerated, rapidly drying out and decaying.

In just a few seconds, she went from a beautiful young woman to a dried-up corpse, and it felt like you could break her like a dry twig with the slightest force.

Wu Xie was terrified by what he saw and hurriedly stuffed the key and the purple-gold box into his backpack.

"Wow, the tomb owner is amazing, using a preserved treasure as a key." Fatty Wang stepped forward with great interest.

Having been given a calming pill by Zhang Qiling, he was no longer bewitched by the blue-eyed fox corpse, but unexpectedly...

Someone tripped over his foot, and his round body landed solidly on the jade platform.

At this moment, Brother Zhang silently retracted his long legs.

The jade platform looked quite sturdy, but unexpectedly, it sank in and shrank by half when Wang Pangzi pressed it down.

"Fatty!!" Wu Xie exclaimed in surprise, and tried to go forward to pull Fatty Wang away.

Fatty Wang, with his agile, chubby body, reacted even faster than this weakling. He quickly got up, grabbed Wu Xie, and crouched down to avoid him.

He knew there was a mechanism as soon as he pressed it down; the mechanisms around the corpse in the main tomb chamber were no joke.

The sound of the mechanism turning challenged Wu Xie's innocent nerves, but he heard the sound of the turning layer by layer getting farther and farther away from him, so he cautiously peeked out.

The sound of the mechanism operating extended from the jade platform all the way to the trunk of the towering tree, where a huge crack suddenly appeared.

Within this crack, a bronze coffin, firmly secured by heavy iron chains, was clearly visible.

These iron chains seemed to have become one with the tree trunk, and were even wrapped around the bronze coffin several times.

Wu Sansheng exclaimed in surprise. "So the real coffin is here."

Wu Xie crawled out from where he was hiding.

Strange, other people's coffins are nailed on and there's no plan to open them again, but how come the mechanism on this jade platform directly delivered the coffin to the tomb robbers?

Did the tomb owner intend to negotiate with the tomb robbers himself?

Wu Sansheng moved his wrist. "Whether we break even this time depends on the goods in this coffin."

As he said this, Wu Sansheng took out a metallic square box from the backpack behind him.

No one knew how he did it, but Wu Xie only heard a crisp cracking sound.

An ordinary metal box was transformed into a submachine gun in a spectacular way.

Holy crap, this is a portable weapon!

Wu Xie sighed.

Before Wu Xie could finish his exclamation, Wu Sansheng had already shoved the things into his arms...

"Third uncle, you..."

"I found it in another tomb. A few foreigners dared to tamper with our Chinese tombs. They deserved to die." Wu Sansheng spat into his hand and replied casually.

The bronze coffin was engraved with various patterns and inscriptions, both magnificent and mysterious. Wu Xie had some knowledge of ancient writing and managed to decipher a small portion of the contents.

Wu Sansheng then eagerly prepared to open the coffin.

When Wu Sansheng opened the coffin, Wu Xie wanted to go forward to help, but for some reason, his heart suddenly started pounding wildly, and he seemed to hear a different sound.

This voice...

From the coffin.