The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 353 - 288: All Arms Dislocated

Of course, closing your eyes means you won’t see the hallucinations, but you can’t do anything else either.

I don’t know the working principle of that device, but whatever they saw, it attacked them.

As soon as they open their eyes, they instinctively defend against the hallucinations.

Initially, I was puzzled because they often face dangers on missions and shouldn’t be this afraid of monsters, but then I thought again, why does each one of them see a different monster? And even the battle-hardened Lilith was panicking. There must be a standard for the device’s selection of monsters.

And the standard is likely their greatest fear within...

Since it’s something they imagined, it can make them so scared they lose their composure.

I rushed forward, knocking the weapons from their hands. Knocking them unconscious requires precision striking to the head, which I’m not attempting, so I can only dislocate their arms and put them back later.

The hall was filled with wails, but at least we avoided any casualties. Qinghan promptly hooked out the remaining transparent boxes with swift movements.

But when the boxes were thrown, they kept operating, and there was no switch on the surface to shut them down.

Should we violently destroy the boxes? This was the shared hesitation between Qinghan and me. He brought the box before me, tapping it with his knuckle.

This thing wasn’t damaged even when hooked by the grappling claw; it’s at least as hard as glass.

"Better not break it. They interfere with the human brain, and if they’re broken, they might become idiots," I whispered into Qinghan’s ear.

"Hey, what are you two talking about? What are you holding?"

"There’s definitely something wrong with them, everyone be careful."

"Careful, my ass, your arm got dislocated."

"Didn’t yours? Useless."

The two teams started arguing again. Just having had her arm dislocated by me, Lilith had an expression as if seeing the sun rise in the west before she angrily lashed out at me, her leadership air discarded.

Encountering colleagues like this is already not bad. My attitude remained calm, mainly due to comparison; compared to Zhaosi and her group, these colleagues who win in verbal arguments aren’t they adorable?

Moli did resist; her skills are better than Lilith’s and even surpass the others.

Moreover, she didn’t openly fight me but used needles to stab me—covertly, with sinister precision, aiming for a few critical spots on my body. Unfortunately, not a single needle hit.

But she can certainly act. Failing to hit me, she dramatically plays the victim, her dislocated arm acting like she’s been torn apart.

I think the Oscars owe her an award for the most exaggerated performance.

Others naturally condemned me for being too hard on my colleagues, suspecting personal revenge. They said the photos were posted after our breakup and not by a third party; such pettiness will lead to another breakup eventually.

These unfounded conclusions only make me laugh; Qinghan didn’t partner with me for my broad-mindedness!

I saved their lives, yet it was met with scolding, though Liang Ruidong and Old Zhao remained silent, and Li Du even thanked me.

He was the only one who didn’t get his arm dislocated by me because he’s the team doctor and without a weapon, even less than Cheng Xuelin, who at least had a shovel.

Typically, doctors in a team have weapons, but this rescue team was put together temporarily—limited time, few members.

After joining the work group, I learned that frontline tasks are also graded by danger level. Li Du would usually partake in the safest tasks, like Cheng Xuelin, so he lacked stamina.

He previously knew Lilith and greatly trusted her ability, staying close to her.

During the chaos, he hid under a platform, closing his eyes in fear, avoiding going crazy with the others.

Since he had no weapon, I didn’t dislocate his arm; he thanked me and continued hiding, too scared to come out.

After all the ruckus and shouting, everyone calmed down a bit, finding places to lean on while discussing the transparent boxes.

Qinghan placed the boxes one by one on the stone platform, and everyone’s gaze focused on the platform.

Concentrating attention reduced fear. They guessed endlessly, but no one could determine what it was.

Their goal shifted from finding an exit to examining the boxes; with too many troubles, they had to first tackle the immediate one when gathered together.

Solving how to eliminate hallucinations has become the most urgent issue; someone suggested smashing them, breaking the boxes and the parts inside to stop them from working, thus halting the hallucinations.

Lilith, changing from her previous attitude, stayed calm, even as Moli proposed two guesses, still staring at the boxes.

In discussing frontline operatives, especially captains, true skill is undoubtedly possessed; sometimes, however, their mental focus drifts elsewhere.

"I don’t suggest destroying the boxes. It might not be as simple as you think," Lilith finally said after watching for a while, echoing Qinghan’s view.

"Isn’t it just a brain-interfering device? How mysterious can it be; it’s not like we haven’t encountered this before," expressed doubt from someone in the other team.

I start to understand why Qinghan had been silent since joining them; seems that even among frontline elites, some irregular elements were mixed in.

Of course, Lilith’s side trusted her judgment, firmly disagreeing with breaking the boxes.

Moli’s side supported smashing them, at least one to see what happens.

There were dozens of boxes, only about a dozen people affected, yet all the gears inside were turning.

Lilith then recalled me and asked, "Captain Leng, what do you think?"

I thought to myself, I’m not Leng Yuanfang. What could I think? They seem like rotating mechanical devices to me...

But since my name was called, I had to respond, "Caution is wise, after all, intelligence is something hard to restore once lost."

I was honest, but several people nearby glared at me, prepared to lash out.

"Being halted by fear of failure might lead to more severe consequences," Moli urged everyone to smash the boxes, promoting her idea.

"No more delaying. If we don’t have our arms reset soon, they’ll truly be done for," someone from Moli’s side said, grimacing while moving their shoulder.

"Li Du, quickly help us reset our arms." Lilith ignored that person and instead asked Li Du for help.

"Everyone saw; as long as we restrain ourselves, those hallucinations can’t do anything to us. Although they’re still here, they haven’t hurt us," Lilith continued.

While they were engaged in a tug of war, I crouched below the stone platform to study something I just discovered.

Glimpsing at Li Du hidden below the platform earlier, I realized something was hidden there. Previously, I thought the hall only had rose murals, just now noticing inscriptions beneath the platform.