The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 324 - 275: Something’s Off

My ’superior’ hasn’t contacted me yet, and the new work assignment was issued directly by the captain. He sent me an electronic transfer order, saying that Qinghan had applied for it on my behalf earlier.

The new job is in the suburbs, standard nine-to-five, but only with staggered days off, no fixed holidays. However, the pay is the same as before, just without field bonuses and allowances.

No need to work desperately hard, earning less is no big deal. The breakfast shop is about to open, and I’ll have additional income then.

Qinghan must have considered all this early on, so the house I live in now is relatively close to the new workplace, and commuting by bike is just fine.

But before going to the new position, I took a few days of sick leave, because I can’t wear a sun hat at work. I need to get my green skin back to normal before reporting in.

These days back, my phone has been blowing up; Bi Shi is looking for me, Galaxy and Sachima are looking for me too, and there are comforting texts from Baozi and others.

Doesn’t Qinghan disappear every time he goes on a mission? And he often goes silent for ten days, half a month, or even longer. Why does everyone think I’m worried sick about him?

I munch on a whole deer antler, freeing up a hand to reply to them all: Thanks, I’m fine, he won’t be in trouble.

Teacher’s wife, no need to pretend to be strong, don’t hold on, come to me if there’s anything. — Ling Ke’er

Yes, Qinghan will definitely be all right, we must all believe this! — Bao Ziqing

Senior, aren’t you opening a store? I’ll transfer some money to you, don’t skimp, keep going. — Shunfeng

If this love only lasts long, how could it matter from dawn to dusk. — Wen Jing

If you need someone to accompany, I mean to chat, reply 1, and I’ll book a ticket right away. — Jerry

"Oh..." I browse through each message, for the first time feeling what it’s like to receive concern from the community.

On the other hand, Bi Shi and the others are on a completely different vibe; they’re concerned about Zhaosi’s disappearance.

And it’s only this matter they’re concerned about, not about her as a person.

I haven’t responded to them because of Zhaosi’s relationship, seeing their messages is a bit annoying.

I hate conspiracies. I believe no one likes being calculated and tested.

Bi Shi has sent me dozens of video call requests, and her last message said that if I don’t reply, she’ll fly over to block me immediately.

I replied to her, asking if she knows Zhaosi’s weapon is in her own hands.

After five minutes, Bi Shi replied that she doesn’t know, and then she started a multi-person audio chat.

Galaxy and Sachima both denied they were hiding their weapons, but what they said, I can no longer believe.

"Actually, there’s a simple way to eliminate doubt between us; I kill you, or you kill me. No need for brainpower to fabricate lies, it’s simple." I sprinkle pepper salt on ginseng slices, grabbing a few and popping them into my mouth.

"Don’t say stupid things. I know very well your current situation, no need to test your stance," Bi Shi immediately said upon hearing my words.

"I only admit, wanting you to absorb negative energy." Galaxy followed up.

"Hmph... I don’t care if you’re a black cat or a white cat, as long as you can help me deal with enemies, you’re a good cat... chirp." Sachima spoke in a voice as cold as ice, modestly selling cuteness.

The cold, ruthless, and absolute trio used to operate independently; they were originally of different paths, but because they had the same enemies, began conspiring together. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Back then we agreed, I’d help you retrieve the weapon, you’d help solve the Karmic Fire problem. Now you’re unable to solve this, then our cooperation ends here."

"The solution is in the Land of Origin, otherwise why would those people risk their lives rushing in before?" Bi Shi’s tone noticeably got two degrees higher.

"Who’s succeeded? Hmm? Want me to go get killed? Whoever loves to go can go!" I flared up and exited the audio chat.

They must be crazy, living good days yet chasing that rumored, elusive Ultimate Energy when clearly retrieving the weapons could deal with Inosi.

I opened the living room window, gazing at the busy street below; to me, this is the real world.

Bai Yun’s text pulled me back from the chaotic thoughts; she and her Tool Man rented a place nearby. Her own savings, or one could say event funds, but she went out to work right after surgery.

She doesn’t have a Vajra Body, but her Recovery Power is decent; just three days after an open chest surgery she’s recovered.

Today she went to the appliance city to buy a sterilization cabinet, while the Tool Man practiced making breakfast at the shop.