Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

The desert camp had been noisy for a while now, with a group of people speculating and questioning each other, making Huo Youxue's mind a mess. She was still trying her best to maintain harmony among everyone in the team.

Meanwhile, Wu Xie and his three companions, who were standing on the verge of arguing, were quietly chirping crickets together...

"Why are you making such a commotion after He Nian and my master have left?!"

"Four people and all the supplies from a tent have disappeared...tsk tsk, looks like those weren't good people!"

Wu Xie's mouth was always busy. After learning early in the morning that a tent had disappeared from the camp, he started asking around among the people in the group.

The result was quite "impressive," except that one tent was quietly missing from the campsite that night...

"Hey! Little naiveté, there's not a single good person in this team. He Nian and the others must have their reasons for doing this!"

Looking at Wu Xie's comical cricket-like appearance, Fatty Wang grinned and answered Wu Xie's question with his back to the people in the camp.

Fatty Wang didn't think that Qin Henian and his group had taken away any simple character; it might be related to the person they were trying to kidnap this time!

It must be said that Fatty Wang is also very meticulous.

"Oh, I know, I know, I was just saying..."

Wu Xie didn't argue with Fatty Wang, and casually replied.

"I just don't know how Huo Youxue will explain this person who suddenly disappeared."

Xie Yuchen saw Huo Youxue surrounded by others, her mouth opening and closing, her hands moving as she recounted this sudden "accident".

Another half hour passed, and the camel caravan set off again in the desert, their footprints, some deep and some shallow, leaving their mark on the yellow sand...

In the blue sky, after confirming that the team below had not found anyone or any clues, Qin Henian used his wings to ride the wind, increasing his speed as he flew deeper into the desert...

Flying faster and closer, and sensing the two faint auras emanating from the depths of the desert, Qin Henian mentally complained, his aura connecting heaven and earth, and began to "friendly" negotiate with the minor Heavenly Dao of this world.

Qin Henian's thoughts were overflowing...

"Little Heavenly Dao, do you have some misunderstanding about your world? How come you didn't even know when two extra guys were let in?"

"What, have you forgotten what happened behind the Bronze Gate?"

Inside the bronze door on the other side, a child wearing a small bib, who was absorbing energy while holding two pieces of meteorite jade, suddenly opened his eyes...

"Hehehe... Well, I was too weak to beat them before... I'll send them out now!"

"However, if I send these two powerful figures away, I'll lose more than half of the power I absorbed before. Little Crane, you'd better hurry up and transfer the rest of the meteorite power to me, okay?"

The little boy opened his big eyes, raised his hand to scratch his head, and his mind was racing with a series of calculations...

Using half of his power to send away the beasts that didn't belong to his world, and with two unabsorbed pieces still at home, it's practically not much trouble... He can even motivate Little Crane to work! He can also send his own offspring out of his world, ensuring he'll be the master of this world for the next hundred years!

Well, it's a great deal!!!

"Sure! But if you want me to help you find power, you'd better send it away as quickly as possible!"

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At the same time, the child who had thrown down the meteorite inside the bronze gate slowly stood up and looked up at the sky. His pupils were blue spheres. If someone were to look closely at this moment, they would see a large, rotating world, with each frame of the scene related to this world.

Just as the child's pupils were spinning faster and faster, a thin white membrane appeared around the blue sphere in no time. Within the white membrane, two auras that were not under his control were floating. At the same time as these two auras were floating, the child's chubby index and middle fingers dug into his eyeballs, prying out the two auras that he did not acknowledge...

The next second, in the underground operating room of a private clinic in China, various torture instruments were hung with all sorts of gruesome human figures, and small knives and other instruments were covered with dried and fresh magenta "flesh stains"...

What's particularly striking is the head and facial bones of each individual body shape; the shaved and reattached white bone is especially stimulating to the nerves…

In other parts of the operating room, layers of bright red and dark red hues intertwined, splashing onto the walls, the floor, and various medical instruments…

"Why doesn't it look like him! How can it not look like him? I clearly sorted them according to his appearance, so where did things go wrong?"

"Sigh...it seems like there's too much bone in my jawline, but if I cut it again, my cheeks won't fit properly..."

A man in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses had dark blue eyes like sharp, icy blades. He seemed unmoved by the blood and gore in the operating room, his gaze fixed only on the man lying on the operating table, his face a bloody mess. He kept muttering to himself, as if talking to the motionless man on the operating table, or perhaps talking to himself.

"Mist Phoenix! Can you feel the world rejecting you?"

Suddenly, a familiar, deep male voice reached the man's ears. He frowned slightly and turned to look at the person who had suddenly appeared in his operating room.

"I sense it. I'm afraid the two of us can't stay here any longer. What a pity... I haven't even seen my wife's current appearance in her true form yet!"

The man in the white doctor's coat was named Wu Feng. He looked exactly like the handsome man who suddenly appeared wearing exotic clothing. The two of them standing together at this moment looked like they were looking in a mirror.

"Tsk tsk... Sigh, what a pity, but you're in a much worse situation than me!"

"At least, I had a backup plan inside the bronze door, which allowed me to see what He Nian looks like now..."

The man dressed in exotic clothing looked at the man in front of him who looked exactly like him with a smile on his face.

"Zangfeng! Don't be so smug. Right now, we're the ones being ostracized here!"

Holding a scalpel still dripping with blood, Wu Feng rolled her eyes at the guy in front of her, speechless, and shoved him aside. Then, she raised her hand, and a cloud of white mist spread out, filling the operating room…

Half an hour later, the operating room was left with only decay and rot, with bones scattered everywhere, and no sign of anyone having been there.

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