The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 450 - 332: Power Supply Room (Part 2)
Knowing that it feels pain means it’s not a robot, I started chasing and hitting it. Apart from that one time I burned it with fire, I used the hook stick for all other attacks.
Of course, I didn’t stab it with the pointed end of the hook stick, but rather swung the sticks to hammer it, causing Little Red to dodge left and right.
But it refused to leave the building and played a game of cat-and-mouse with me around the stone chair.
Gu, lying on the ground, came to his senses and tripped Little Red with his backpack. Little Red was so focused on me that it didn’t notice and stumbled.
I seized the opportunity to leap onto it, hammering it while it wailed, its body suddenly collapsed as if about to close its eyes and kick its legs.
"Who?" Gu’s eyes turned toward the doorway.
As Little Red slumped, a figure appeared at the doorway. By the shape, it was a woman with long hair obscuring her face.
Mike had carefully described to me the ’illusion’ he saw in the Amber Ward, identical to the person before us.
She was the Patient No. 37 that Little Red was looking for, and it seemed Little Red hadn’t ’persuaded’ this patient to return to their ward.
After Gu called out, the patient suddenly turned to look at him. She took a few running steps and leapt toward Gu. I immediately rushed forward, but was slightly too slow. Patient No. 37 lunged at Gu but something astonishing happened—she didn’t knock him down; instead, she disappeared...
Gu then lowered his head, his arms hung limply, and when he raised his head again, one of his eyes started giving off a strange ’hint.’
The difference was Little Red’s eyes blinked brightly, while his eyes blinked repeatedly. It became clear that Patient No. 37 had the ability to possess bodies. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
No wonder Little Red’s tone had changed so much and could even feel pain; it was evidently being controlled by Patient No. 37.
So Patient No. 37’s abilities shouldn’t be limited to occupying bodies or objects. During possession, the sensation of attacks on the body and objects is felt by it.
I looked at Little Red lying on the ground. It just took a strong hammering from me. Knowing it was a robot, I went hard, mostly to see what state it was in.
Actually, I had some suspicion, so I intended to force the controller to give up through the blow.
After all, damaged tools are discarded; it’s quite natural.
But Gu is different. He is a living person. Even if he is skilled, capable of breaking bricks barehanded, he couldn’t possibly endure a hammering from me.
As I was pondering how to avoid his vital spots, he suddenly started trembling all over as if electrified, emitting continuous female screams from his throat.
This scene might be entertaining in a horror film, but in this situation, I found myself in a dilemma.
Should I stab or not? What exactly is his condition? Are the two of them battling with their minds?
Gu trembled for a full minute. The screams from Patient No. 37 became more and more piercing. She tried to emerge from Gu’s body, but seemed to be held back by some force.
When she first emerged from Little Red, she was fine, but now, as she was coming out from Gu, it was as if someone had poured acid on her.
By the time she finally crawled out of Gu, she looked horrifying, as if soaked in acid water, with flesh dissolved and bones exposed in places.
Her face was even more unsightly, her long hair turned short, and after crawling a few times on the ground, she stopped and lay still.
Now I didn’t find her terrifying; the truly scary one was Gu, but he appeared to have fainted, lying inert on the ground like Little Red.
Initially, I suspected this building was an illusion, but seeing Patient No. 37 dispelled most of my doubts. Her wanting to recharge herself didn’t particularly excite me.
Gu said the Evil Spirit likes to torment its sacrifices, driving them to collapse, but whether Patient No. 37 was dead or alive didn’t affect me at all.
If everything around us were an illusion, her appearance would be somewhat unnecessary.
Moreover, Gu solving Patient No. 37 in such a miraculous manner didn’t impact me either.
But if this wasn’t an illusion, why hasn’t the Evil Spirit come to torment its sacrifices? As a sacrifice, I felt uneasy, hoping they would hurry and bewilder me.
The fact they aren’t coming, and I can’t find them, means I have to set their issue aside for now.
I first checked Gu’s pulse; at least his heartbeat was normal, seeming like he was just sleeping.
Then, I squatted down next to Little Red. Its skin felt like rubber, without a scratch despite the hammering it took from me.







