Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1228 - 1141: Digging Graves

"This time, I absolutely can’t miss it again!"

Su Ran set foot on the familiar island once more, filled with emotion. Previously, in order to save the two sisters, he had missed out on many beautiful sights, but now, he, Hu Hansan, was back!

"Today, if I don’t dig this place upside down, I won’t be surnamed Skull!"

Carrying the novice hoe on his shoulder, Su Ran walked determinedly toward the distant cluster of graves.

"No way, how did so many refresh here!"

Getting closer, Su Ran realized that the number of graves in this cluster far exceeded his imagination, even surpassing Sinister Grave Ridge!

"No, I have to find the right spot first, or I can’t start digging..."

With so many graves in front of him, deciding where to start became a problem. Su Ran, a man of principles, sought to save time by targeting the larger graves. After observing the distribution trend of the large graves, he calculated with his fingers, found that the Wealth God was in the southeast, and rushed there to start digging!

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The familiar and pleasant melody rang in Su Ran’s ears, calming his epic inner turmoil in an instant. It was like the early days of entering the game when his attack power was negative, killing monsters only to heal them, leaving no way out. In the end, he could only improve his strength by digging graves; the equipment he dropped when killed was ignored by others, yet he treasured it as if it were gold. That situation was just too pathetic.

Fortunately, the dark days had passed, and he had risen step by step from digging graves, gradually gaining the strength he had today. These graves had become his foolproof method for getting rich – one must not forget their roots as a skeleton!

Pfft.

Saying it so emotionally was just a prelude for the upcoming grave digging, wasn’t it?

Su Ran even took a moment to scorn himself.

Following that, the sound of clang, clang, clang as graves were being dug resonated continuously within the cluster, the cemetery fell into disarray, the ground riddled with gaping holes, to the point of being unbearable to witness.

As for Su Ran, the more he dug, the more excited he became, not feeling the slightest bit fatigued. It was fortunate that his novice hoe had no durability limit, which allowed him to dig graves without constraint, his enthusiasm for excavation soaring.

...

After escaping the scene, Chest Hair quickly sailed away, and only after getting far from that area did a trace of color return to his cheeks.

"Damn it, over twenty brothers couldn’t handle that kid, I should’ve asked the guild leader to send people!"

Chest Hair felt foolish for having wasted such a golden opportunity. He hadn’t expected the "Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained" underwater combat to be so formidable; in the end, he was utterly reversed by it. How could he not be furious!

As his comrades fell one by one, Chest Hair sensed that things were going south and didn’t dare linger any longer. He drove the boat away from the scene, never imagining he’d stumble upon Pet Island.

It was an unexpected delight!

"First, I’ll test the waters, and if things don’t pan out, I’ll call for backup!"

How could he not understand what this island signified? An unclaimed Pet Island was an extremely rare opportunity. He might even acquire a godlike pet. Whatever the case, he absolutely couldn’t let it slip by!

Of course, if he encountered an insurmountable obstacle, it wouldn’t be too late to call the guild leader and others.

Everyone has their own selfish desires, and Chest Hair was no exception. He held a sliver of gratitude in his heart for his luck that all the subordinates he had brought along had perished, allowing him to monopolize this huge piece of the cake!

"Haha, what luck, Overturning Water bandit, after my strength greatly increases, you’ll be the first I’ll cut down!"

Chest Hair muttered to himself viciously, his eyes becoming exceedingly malicious. It seemed that unless he had his revenge on "Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained," this resentment wouldn’t be swallowed.

"Damn, where did all these graves come from?"

Before Chest Hair had gone far, he was blocked by a sea of graves nearly tripping over them.

"This is seriously bad luck. Could Pet Island be related to the undead?"

Chest Hair still wouldn’t give up; he took a few more steps inside the circle of graves until ghosts started spawning, and he had to accept the cruel reality.

"Anyway, this is uncharted territory; I can’t just give up on it that easily!"

As for the ghosts attacking him, they were only level 20 monsters, so Chest Hair chose to ignore them, dashing through the tombstones. It didn’t take long before he left the ghosts far behind. At that moment, he didn’t think about slowing down or fearing any traps. He ran full throttle towards what lay ahead, embodying the very spirit of his long-lost youth.

Fortunately.

There were no hidden traps or dangers among the undead of Pet Island. Chest Hair easily crossed over grave after grave, reaching the deeper parts of the island. It’s worth mentioning he didn’t encounter that bizarre grave, nor did he have any clue about the whereabouts of the coffin.

"My God, how can there be such a massive grave!"

As Chest Hair ventured deeper, a ’mountain peak’ nearly seven or eight meters tall appeared before him. A piece of yellow joss paper tinged with white rested atop the mountain, strikingly conspicuous. It was this that allowed him to identify the mountain’s true nature: it was a tomb.

"Could it be that a giant’s remains are buried here?"

A chill breeze swept by, and Chest Hair shivered as if electrified, with fear palpably evident in his eyes.

"It’s best to avoid touching a dead person’s grave whenever possible; it’s easy to offend the spirits."

Despite Chest Hair’s burly appearance, he was deeply superstitious and particularly reluctant to have anything to do with graves. In his view, it was the height of disrespect to the spirits!

Of course, graves in the game were different from reality, so their influence was much less, which was why he had dared to enter the circle of graves in the first place.

"Huh?"

Just as he planned to bypass this grave, he didn’t expect to find that both directions were blocked by a light screen, making it impossible to cross over to the other side. Chest Hair grew suspicious, feeling like the game’s system was forcing him into the grave.

"Whoosh."

Before Chest Hair could prepare himself, the grave suddenly began to collapse on its own, the soil falling away in torrents almost like a mudslide.

"What’s going on? I didn’t trigger any mechanism, did I?"

Chest Hair’s complexion changed dramatically as he hastily retreated a few steps, afraid of being tainted by the misfortune of the falling earth. His eyes, however, remained intently focused on the eerie grave, trying to discern what odd occurrences were afoot.

If a undead boss were to spawn directly, that would make things straightforward. At least then, he wouldn’t have to fret over unseen dangers, which was precisely what he hoped to encounter.

However.

Once the dirt had mostly fallen away, revealing its true nature, Chest Hair froze at just a glance.

"This... This is a pyramid?"

What lay in front of him was a tomb made of brick and stone, similar in appearance to Egypt’s pyramids – it was just a dwarf in comparison to the real thing.

Judging by the size, it was clear it was a scaled-down copy, but he didn’t underestimate it one bit. Such a mini pyramid was extremely rare even on the God-Demon Continent, and he had never seen one in Sinister Grave Ridge!