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

Shi Xu went mad and smashed everything in the place. Later, when Shi Xi cursed at him, he took a heavy device and smashed Shi Xi's remaining head to pieces.

Shi Xi probably never imagined that one day the person who would kill him would be his own brother.

When Shixu got tired of smashing the buttons, he collapsed on the ground, panting heavily. No one knew which button he had smashed, but Wuxie's rope had somehow come undone.

After being untied, Wu Xie tiptoed to his feet and, finding that the systems were not moving, became bolder and slowly moved to Ling Xiao's side.

"Lingzi, how are you?" Wu Xie tried to drag Ling Xiao aside, but Ling Xiao was in so much pain that he stopped him.

"No, I can't use any strength in my back. Don't drag me along. While he's going crazy, quickly find a switch or device to get away from him. I can't hold on for that long. I only have ten minutes left. He'll wake up in ten minutes." Ling Xiao pushed Wu Xie anxiously.

"What do you mean? He's not really crazy?" Wu Xie asked in surprise.

Ling Xiao nodded and said, "Yes, it's just a temporary psychological suggestion. Please hurry up, I don't want to die here."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie quickly stood up and began to explore the hidden mechanisms. However, the situation was quite tricky, because not only did he have to carefully avoid the now-mad Timeline to avoid being discovered and attacked, but also, due to Timeline's previous acts of destruction, a considerable number of the mechanisms had been damaged, making Wu Xie, who already had no idea what these buttons were, even more confused.

He found something that looked like a control panel and was studying the red and green buttons when something came flying at him. It looked like a book, but Wu Xie wasn't sure. Then more books came flying at him, and Wu Xie was sure now.

It seems that the timing system has already noticed him, this moving target.

Seeing that further investigation would yield no results, Wu Xie decided to go all in and pressed the largest and reddest button.

And then—nothing happened…

Wu Xie let out a deep breath, his tense mood easing slightly. He steadied himself, his gaze returning to the densely packed row of buttons in front of him, silently considering whether to try pressing another button. However, just as he raised his hand to make a move, suddenly, a powerful tremor came from beneath his feet! The tremor started as a slight shaking, but in the blink of an eye, it rapidly intensified, as if the entire place had been engulfed in a violent earthquake. Accompanied by a deafening roar, the surrounding walls began to shake violently, and dust and gravel rained down from above. Wu Xie stared wide-eyed in terror, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"Self-destruct mode activated! Escape routes open! Please evacuate within three minutes!" A sudden and deafening voice, like a thunderclap, exploded in the silent space and echoed continuously. The voice seemed to carry an irresistible authority and urgency, causing one's heart to pound involuntarily.

Each word struck Wu Xie like a heavy hammer, snapping him out of his shock. Then, the cold, impersonal countdown began: "Countdown: 2 minutes 59 seconds..."

Just then, a slight mechanical whirring sound rang out, and the tightly closed door in front of them began to slowly move to both sides. As the gap in the door gradually widened, a small space resembling an elevator appeared before them.

The interior of the space is simply and clearly laid out, with walls painted silver-gray that exude a subtle metallic sheen. The most striking feature, however, is the two chairs in the center. They appear no different from ordinary chairs, yet they convey a sense of high-tech sophistication.

Clearly, this was the mode of transportation they would take on their return journey.

Upon seeing this, Wu Xie hurriedly went back and dragged Ling Xiao, saying, "Ling Zi, hurry up, I've found a way out!"

With only one minute left, Wu Xie managed to drag the person to the front of the machine.