The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 67: The Withering Bok Choy Leaves

Qinghan ’took care of’ Baozi and continued to discuss serious matters with the captain.

They set up machines by the lake, busy clanging and banging until dawn.

The evaporation of the lake water spared the captain a big trouble, Qinghan went down the tomb with a team in the morning, saying it was to eliminate bugs.

The captain personally came to the medical tent to see me and brought freshly cooked porridge for the sick.

He chatted with me for a bit, didn’t ask sensitive questions, just casual talk, but he kept a smile on his face that made my scalp tingle.

"Alright, you take a good rest, Chen will be back soon, and when he does, he’ll feed you."

"Thank you."

"We’re on the same team, no need to be polite." The captain left the tent with a wide smile on his face.

How terrifying is it when a burly man, with dark skin and a slanted scar at the corner of his eye, wears a ’kind’ smile?

Anyway, it’s as terrifying as a chainsaw maniac finding their next target, especially since my hands and feet can’t move, lying on a surgical bed like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Just as he said, Qinghan came back soon enough, and the first thing he did was come to the medical tent to see me.

"Chen, did the captain find something? His attitude towards me just now was very suspicious, completely different from last night." I couldn’t wait to ask.

"This morning he asked me why the new assistant is so good to me, willing to risk their life to protect me." Qinghan picked up the porridge from the table and finished it in a few gulps.

"Ah, right, that is a bit unusual... but you can say that I saved your life several times in the Snow Mountain Ancient Tomb, and this is me repaying the favor!"

"I said you’ve secretly loved me for a long time, and tried everything to become my assistant, deeply infatuated with me, unable to extricate yourself, and with me always on your mind, you immediately stood up in danger, very touching, right?"

"Bah~ Who would believe your nonsense!"

"He believed."

"For your noble role, how many romantic debts have you racked up for people familiar with you to even believe such nonsense."

"The fortune teller said I have a peach blossom fate, and they all know about it."

"Professor Chen, you’re leading the charge in promoting feudal superstitions. Where are your materialistic values?"

"Shaken by you." Qinghan’s words were a decisive win, leaving me speechless.

I can’t even explain my existence, and even current science probably can’t explain it, no matter how someone tries, it’s impossible to live for thousands of years without eating or drinking.

And today, I showcased my undying ultimate skill again, I thought Qinghan was so flustered because my arms and legs were probably broken, likely my neck too, which is why my head hung limply on my shoulder.

Surviving with a broken neck, even zombies abroad don’t have that ability...

But after my bones were back in place, my head reattached, if it weren’t for the fear of being sent to a lab, I would have wanted to go to a hospital to take an X-ray to see such a miraculous thing.

"Now that Big Black is gone, I don’t have to go to the safe house, can I resign due to injury? Just tell them I’ve been left with disabilities, I don’t want to be your burden, looking to find a beautiful place to quietly heal, and we’ll each walk our own way, never to meet again..." I continued following Qinghan’s script, such a poignant ending would surely be popular.

"Then I’d be a scumbag, I’d take care of you until you’re recovered."

"I’m already recovered now!" I raised my splinted arm and mimicked a rowing motion a few times.

"I meant the normal recovery period for people." Qinghan saw I could move now, a hint of surprise flashed across his brows, but he quickly returned to normal.

I can see now, unless I go all out, become an enemy of all humanity, I can’t get rid of him.

For someone like me, once discovered, I’d either be slain or captured. To protect myself, I’d either have to kill wantonly or become someone else’s weapon, but never have freedom.

Seeing Qinghan eagerly covering for me, letting me have peaceful days, I’ll hide under his low eaves for now anyway, since the lives of the living are short, right!

Besides, when I find his sister’s whereabouts for him, I’ll be of no use to him, he’ll naturally let go then.

"Alright, alright, you’ve read more, you make more sense!"

My helpless compromise was met with a gentle smile from Qinghan.

But this smile seemed to me like a warning light of malicious intent.

The patient porridge went into his stomach, and after chatting the patient’s mood nearly into depression, Qinghan achieved his goal, and gracefully turned and walked out of the tent.

I stared at his butt for a few moments, kicked my legs and found I couldn’t reach, feeling even more depressed.

Since I was wounded, it wasn’t suitable for me to stay at the camp, so Qinghan took me away first and left the follow-up work to the captain and the others.

I occasionally heard snippets, knowing a professional team was on their way, the captain and the others were just in charge of security and early cleanup and setup work.

Qinghan was different from them, he was the trailblazer, meaning his work was the most dangerous, but with fewer restrictions.

Baozi was originally supposed to come with the follow-up team, but she happened to be attending a discussion in the Tibetan Area, and immediately came upon receiving the task, thinking this was finally her chance to be the vanguard, only to run into Big Black who crashed the party.

Baozi was very interested in Big Black’s background, and I believe many others were like her, unfortunately... or fortunately, it disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a scrap to find.

I personally think it’s better to let it be one of the many unsolved mysteries of the world.

As for what they can research from the ancient tomb, that’s beyond my control.

Qinghan drove the van, bringing me back to Sa City, we stopped several times along the way, and he bought a pile of food, drinks, clothing, and daily necessities.

"Where are you planning to take me now?" I’m unwilling to stay in the tomb, but I also haven’t considered a life of wandering around, I just want to find a place to quietly surf the internet now.

"Jade Country."

"Stop the car! I want to go home."

"An unfeeling avalanche destroyed your home, you can’t go back."

"Hmm? My tomb?"

"Yeah, happened a couple of days ago."

"Little cabbage oh... leaves are yellow..."

"It’s okay, I’ll take care of you."

"Bah~"

Thinking about losing a home I lived in for thousands of years, sadness welled up in me, in the future, whether in wind or rain, I have to rely on myself.

Thinking this way I sneaked a glance at Qinghan, perhaps this treacherous man could be relied on a bit?

"Since you’re my assistant, of course you have to work with me."

"What? Isn’t that fake? Only fake information for a fabricated identity."

"It’s as real as your ID card, in the information I gave you there’s a labor contract and a confidentiality agreement attached, did you not read them?"

"Uh... I thought it was fake, so I didn’t look closely."

"Now I’m officially informing you, you’re employed, I’m keeping your payroll card, work well, and there’ll be a bonus at the end of the year."

"What kind of department is this, I’m mummified and still can’t take sick leave?"

"Since it’s heading into the tomb, a mummy is quite fitting."