The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 290 - 263: I Am Wuqing

I raised an eyebrow and asked, "Can’t you tell if someone is from the Western Regions?"

Zhaosi glared at me, "Are you stupid? When selling something, don’t you have to make up a story? I said he was an Eastern nobleman, who unfortunately died while living in the Western Regions. His life was full of legendary color, and his death was shrouded in mystery."

She gradually switched to the accent of a kebab vendor, rolling her tongue as she spoke, and I mercilessly mocked her, "You’ve been living in someone else’s tomb and now you’re selling the tomb owner as counterfeit goods. Aren’t you lacking morals?"

Zhaosi hissed, "Look at this mural, the tomb owner was a minor monarch in life, who loved war for its bloodiness, hunting for the thrill of brutally killing animals. In general, this man was a psychopath who loved to torture and slay all living things. Selling him is just... waste recycling."

Zhaosi pointed to the corridor outside, "Do you know why I redid this tomb? Because it was a mass grave, the walls and floors are made entirely of human bones, including his coffin platform, which is made of infant skulls. The murals depict that he loved to eat hearts and livers, especially those of babies, which were the most delicious."

"How did this tomb owner die?" I began to seriously examine the murals around us. I had previously glanced at them but not closely, though I could still tell the scenes were bloody and brutal.

"He was overthrown and executed in his bedchamber. His reign was probably very short, as he was a young man when he ascended to the throne and also when he died." Zhaosi pointed to several places on the murals.

In Huaxia’s history, there are many periods not recorded in history books, and the era when this tomb was built seems quite ancient, at least when sacrifices were common.

But we weren’t here for archaeology, and therefore weren’t interested in researching its timeframe. According to Zhaosi, her idea to renovate the tomb is understandable. Living in a tomb made of human bones would make anyone feel uncomfortable with the stares of countless resentful spirits whenever one opens or closes their eyes.

But that wasn’t the point. I called Zhaosi outside to talk to her alone.

Shunfeng and the others continued eating in the dining room, while Zhaosi and I stood at the door, closing it and I whispered, "Didn’t you say you could only stay in the coffin and couldn’t move? What’s going on? Are you two colluding to deceive me?"

Galaxy was able to roam around the tomb, and Zhaosi could also move freely in the tomb, which was different from the situation they had described earlier.

"Little brother, we didn’t deceive you. Yes, we didn’t like you before, but times are different now, and a lot of things can be let go of, including our prejudices."

"Don’t use that tone one uses to recruit people into an illegal gang. Cut the fancy talk and just tell me your goals."

"With the upcoming war, we have to make plans early. We’ve thought it over, and we don’t need many allies. Just you and Bi Shi are enough. Five people are perfect. I’ve even thought of a name for us: the Five Heavenly Girls. How about it?"

"Duomi transformation thing?"

"Who’s Duomi? Is her skill transformation?"

"No, never mind, it’s not important. I haven’t agreed to join your gang, and besides... you know, right now, I’m like a lone commander."

Previously, various factions wanted to recruit me because of the Independent Army I commanded which guarded my tribe’s border and fought against fierce beasts from the north; my troops were seasoned in combat against brutal beasts.

"Against absolute power, sheer numbers hold little advantage, An Xi, do you want to acquire the energy from the forbidden area?"

"Everyone who enters thinking that way ends up dead. What do we have that others don’t?"

The three of them only stored their weapons in the forbidden area without attempting to access the ultimate power, much less seize it—it’s a vastly different concept.

Many experts in the past sought the energy from the forbidden area, yet none returned, leaving their bones scattered. Who among them wasn’t stronger than me?

Our civilization has regressed, with power far weaker than our ancestors. If they couldn’t obtain it, how could we possibly succeed?

"How do you know without trying? Retreating without a fight isn’t your style."

"Let me think about it."

"Think carefully, think seriously, don’t be perfunctory."

I am just being perfunctory~ but sadly, I can’t say that out loud.

Zhaosi patted my shoulder, pushed the door open, and went back to the dining room, while I immediately followed, wary of any trickery.

Meanwhile, my mind was a tangled mess. Their desire for the energy from the forbidden area was unexpected to me, and I suspected that being pursued all these years had affected their minds, or was it just a cornered beast making a desperate move?