I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"Damn it, all we found after looking around were these few bronze pieces, and they're from the Ming Dynasty. We wouldn't even take them for free. Let's not stay here. Let's explore further in; maybe we'll find some good treasures," the fat man said anxiously.

The candlelight stopped here; there were no more voice-activated candles further in. The young man stood still and tossed a few glow sticks on the ground.

The glow sticks were instantly swallowed by the darkness, reflecting no light whatsoever.

"What happened?" the fat man asked cautiously.

"There's definitely light-absorbing material on the wall. Don't make any rash moves. It's best if the rest of us go together, otherwise we won't be able to find it if someone is missing," Wu Xie said.

"Then you should tie yourself to Fatty's waist just like Hua Ye tied Lingzi to his belt. Fatty will feel at ease touching you. Once you get your hands on him, given our friendship, Fatty will at least give you half, right?" Fatty said with utmost sincerity.

"What's wrong with you? What's wrong with waiting a few minutes!" Ling Xiao was a little unhappy. Every time the fat guy went down into the tomb, he would act like he didn't care about his life whenever he mentioned a treasure.

"What the hell are you so impatient for? We've only just gotten this far! What's the difference between this and that? If you actually tie a rope in and leave only your thigh out, are we going to save you or not?" Panzi cursed at him.

"You make it sound so easy. I haven't had a harvest in months. Before, I could make enough for half a year after the next fight. Now, I'm fighting almost every month without rest. I've suffered a lot of injuries, but I haven't made a penny. It's like I'm playing for nothing. You all have jobs and work for others. You won't starve, but I'm just sitting around eating away my savings!" Fatty said, sounding somewhat aggrieved.

"What are you afraid of? Neither of us brothers has our own business. It's me who's short of food or clothing for you, that's why you're crying poor here." Ling Xiao coaxed him. Although they all got along well, he still favored Fatty over Wu Xie and Fatty.

"If Fatty had your skills, why would he need to look for a job or go to the trouble of fighting? Besides, even if you didn't have any skills, someone could support you. Alright, Fatty will follow orders. I'll do whatever you say." Fatty had witnessed Ling Xiao's stock trading skills. On the English and line-based interface, he'd click the mouse and type a few times, make a few phone calls, and inexplicably make a fortune. Fatty wanted to learn it too, but he couldn't understand Ling Xiao's teaching. However, he had clearly heard that Ling Xiao could manipulate stock price fluctuations...

It just goes to show that comparing yourself to others can be incredibly frustrating...

Ling Xiao clenched his fists tighter after hearing what the fat man said. Xie Yuhua walked to his side, took his hand, and then let go of his hand.

"Let's go, let's go, how do we go? Should we tie ourselves up, or hold hands?" the fat man asked.

“Let’s tie a rope around everyone’s waist like before, and remember who’s in front and behind us. That way, if someone is missing, the next or previous person can tell if it’s empty,” Wu Xie suggested.

Shunzi remained silent, tied with the rope. At this point, what didn't he understand? He had run into tomb raiders. Sigh.

Well, we're all in the same boat now. What if we find out where my father is?

Several people ventured inside, but couldn't see anything. Those in front could rely on their senses to discern directions and objects, but those behind were in a much worse situation.

Wu Xie bumped into Hei Xiazi's back every three steps on average. Hei Xiazi laughed and said, "These days, tomb raiding even offers massage services." Wu Xie gritted his teeth in anger, but could only rub his head.

"Hey! Why did we stop? Are we here?" the fat man asked Panzi, who was in front of him.