The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 382 - 305: Rock Gate
Mike walked over to grab the arm of the Mechanical Girl; it seems he doesn’t plan to show gentlemanly manners in its presence, looking at it like he’s observing a drunk driver.
The Mechanical Girl refused to show weakness and rejected the inspection, swiftly dodging behind me.
"It means no harm and even rescued Doctor Du from drowning, so don’t provoke it." I stepped in to mediate, hoping Mike wouldn’t antagonize the Mechanical Girl. If it was created merely for aesthetic purposes, it shouldn’t have such divine power, and it even understands first aid. Therefore, I think it’s a working-type Mechanical Girl, not just a whining little doll.
Mike withdrew his hand and stepped back, saying to keep an eye on it. If it interferes with our actions, he won’t be polite.
There was something I hesitated to say: I’m not protecting the Mechanical Girl to safeguard it but to protect Mike, because if they fight, the one likely to die is Mike.
Doctor Du’s strength is already considerable, but the Mechanical Girl is much stronger than Doctor Du, and it’s not flesh and blood. It’s hard to say if a bullet can kill it.
It’s just that these things aren’t easy to explain clearly; I haven’t asked Chen Qinghan whether to tell Mike about the Mechanical Girl not being human.
Actually, if he seriously looked into its eyes... uh? When did its eyes change?
The previously strange shape and color of its pupils have transformed into a human style; right now, unless touched, the Mechanical Girl looks indistinguishable from a human.
Does it update its appearance in real-time?
The Mechanical Girl can’t be self-created; even Transformers have creators, so I think it’s artificial intelligence, capable of self-upgrading, learning ability...
"Little Pink." The Mechanical Girl suddenly spoke, using impeccably pronounced Mandarin, saying, "My name is Little Pink."
Its facial expression and tone were particularly serious and earnest when speaking; only the name made me chuckle. Little Pink? How could that sound anything but a screen name, not a real name? 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
However, as a robot, having such a name isn’t strange. Its creator designed it to look so good, giving it a cute name fits.
Chen Qinghan translated its name for Mike using the word ’pink.’ Mike frowned and said that naming by East Asians is hard to understand.
After all, the cultural differences between East and West are vast; it’s unlikely he comprehends the nuances of the name Ouyang Cuihua.
Still, I genuinely can’t bring myself to call it Little Pink; it’s too embarrassing. So, I called it Little Red.
It knows I’m addressing it and called my name, "Fuqu, what’s up?"
Fortunately, it didn’t give a formulaic response like ’please enter command’; I don’t think it’s my imagination—it’s rapidly learning and mimicking our language and behavior.
The two soaked individuals had no time for the little incident on the shore, excitedly discovering their petrification disease had healed.
Wang Le supported Huang Zaijiang up the rock shore; only now did they seem to notice Little Red’s presence. They hadn’t looked closely before and now saw a new person in the team, who was a young woman dressed simply, leading their eyes to quickly glance elsewhere.
"Who is this?" Wang Le naturally referred to Little Red, showing that he hadn’t been listening to our conversation earlier.
"Little Red, she’s..."
"A traveler trapped underground." Chen Qinghan took over to finish my sentence.
"Oh right, you mentioned buildings below just now!"
"Yes, there’s a tomb, no, a storeroom; Doctor Du believes this building isn’t standalone and might be part of the Ancient City."
"Impossible, it’s still dozens of kilometers to the Ancient City from here." Mike shook his head, "There must be tomb clusters around the Ancient City; I believe what you found might be a tomb."
"Whether it is or not, Professor Chen will know at a glance upon going down." Huang Zaijiang said confidently.
Chen Qinghan isn’t called the ’Little Prince of Tombs’ for nothing; everyone in the department knows his skills in this area.
In contrast, I’m the zongzi who has been dwelling in a tomb for thousands of years and the least inclined to speak from experience, as I’ve lived in only one type of tomb, lacking variety and abundant experience.
Chen Qinghan has explored all kinds of tombs from different eras, countries, with differently constructed styles and anti-theft measures.
When it comes to evaluating tombs, he is earnest.
Mike doesn’t believe the Ancient City’s area extends this far; he says if such a magnificent civilization existed on this land, traces should have been left behind.
I understand what he means; a massive ancient civilization inevitably leaves traces. But just like Doctor Du said, this place might have experienced an earthquake, with all traces buried deeply underground, the surface covered by yellow sand, no remaining structures, and no related legends spreading. Discovering the Ancient City is exceedingly difficult.
