The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 349 - 284: Just Making Do

Moli has no idea what happened after she was taken by the tomb owner, naturally she didn’t know that Qinghan chose to jump into the well to sleep, rather than save her.

She imagined that Qinghan lost to the tomb owner, and because he was injured, he was trapped somewhere, nearly on the brink of death.

She thought of him as worse off than those who nearly starved to death; Qinghan wanted to explain, but I held his hand, stopping him from speaking further.

He still had to continue working on the frontlines, saying in front of many colleagues, "No, I was just tired, found a place to sleep and didn’t care about you."

What would others think?

Would anyone say, "Right, rather than both being slaughtered, it’s wise to leave one behind to save yourself first"?

The human heart and nature can’t withstand testing; they would only see Moli’s gentleness, kindness, vulnerability, and innocence.

Anyone working with him on missions in the future would doubt him, suspecting that he would abandon teammates when faced with danger.

The positive image built over ten years can be overturned overnight.

"He’s like that, loves helping people; anyone who goes on a mission with him is sure to feel at ease." I gripped Qinghan’s hand tightly, afraid he’d undermine me, considering it a warning.

"Have you two made up?" Cheng Xuelin suddenly asked.

"Cough...just a small disagreement, no big problem."

"Oh, that’s good, bickering and arguing through old age, haha." Cheng Xuelin chuckled foolishly.

"It’s normal for couples to argue, just don’t let someone take advantage, otherwise you’ll regret it." Lilith said to me with a fake smile.

She spoke to me, but not for me to hear. I glanced at Moli, who smiled faintly, as if Lilith was just a meddlesome child, not worth her attention.

Moli gives the impression of being generous, gracious, gentle, and confident...it’s uncertain if there’s another side behind this facade.

I also smiled and said, "The last person who tried to break us up, to be a third party, is dead and gone."

I paused: "So, you see, heaven has the right views. Those with crooked intentions should be the ones worried."

"Actually, I think if there’s no problem between two people emotionally, others won’t have the chance to take advantage." Moli spoke with a smile.

"Oh~ the theory of taking your life when you’re ill, impressive, the goddess’s insight and vision are indeed formidable!" I praised sincerely and clapped twice.

"Sorry, that’s not what I meant, I meant that two people together should communicate more, and if pursuits differ, or philosophies differ, and can’t be reconciled, separation might be best for both. Just...reflecting on life’s truths, please don’t misunderstand."

"Oh...well, I’m not well-read, don’t understand such big truths, just know how to get by, how can we separate?"

"Yes, no separation." Qinghan nodded, pretending to be a good baby.

Cheng Xuelin laughed heartily, saying he didn’t expect the legendary figure on their frontline, nicknamed the emotionless underground machine by everyone, Professor Chen, would have a day of being decisively defeated by someone.

I silently ground my teeth, the facts clearly show Professor Chen has me tightly in his grip, saying we’d break up, then climbing mountains again to rescue him, saying we’d unbind as a CP, but then agreeing to be bound by hype for a century.

Bi Shi’s words are truthful, I listened to Qinghan too much, he really is my nemesis.

Once the starving people regained their strength, our team began to venture downwards, to the bottom layer, which is the burial chamber.

They chose their positions, first knocking down two stone bricks to check if there was memory soil outside this layer’s wall.

Nanduo aged so quickly that by the time we left the hall, she probably had already passed away, and we had to find our way out ourselves.

I didn’t ask her because I figured the exit wouldn’t be hard to find, just needed to climb to the top of the mountain, but this suggestion was immediately vetoed by Lilith.

Qinghan also had concerns, he said the tomb’s stone bricks weren’t solid anymore, probably couldn’t bear everyone’s weight, plus half the team members were physically weak, it would be hard for them to persist in climbing a ’stairway’ hundreds of meters high.

Qian Yu and another member knowledgeable in architecture declared in disappointment after several attempts that there was memory soil outside the bottom layer’s walls.

They wanted to give up, but Lilith disagreed, asking them to try several more places, including the well where Skull Flowers grew.

Qian Yu hung on the well wall, when he chipped away with a shovel, a sound of objects collapsing suddenly echoed in the tomb.

"It’s the channel’s side, maybe a section of the stairs collapsed." Those above speculated.

We were all on the well, standing on the steps that Cheng Xuelin once stood, Qian Yu hit a second time, the steps shook, then the crashing, clattering sound of collapse spread, the entire tomb vibrated.

"The passage collapsed." Someone shouted.

At this moment, Lilith called for someone to pull Qian Yu up, in case the steps we were on also gave way, the falling stones would crush him.

Qian Yu had already descended to a relatively deep place, pulling him up took a few minutes, mainly since we lacked machinery, and could only rely on ropes and hands to haul him up.

As soon as Qian Yu’s head emerged, Cheng Xuelin exclaimed, "Oh my, why is your face black?"

Qian Yu was about to reach for his face when Qinghan quickly flicked something at Qian Yu’s hand, making him cry out in pain.

"Don’t touch." Qinghan’s words followed the action, with Qian Yu’s hand in pain, he didn’t touch his face.

Once pulled up, Qinghan approached him with a flashlight, others hadn’t worked with Qinghan before, their trust in him was obviously lacking.

Someone asked what was wrong, why the sudden alarm, wasn’t it just some dirt on his face?

If it’s dirt, this dirt was too precise, like a layer of charcoal mask.

Avoiding the eyes and mouth and nose, the rest tightly covered, far too even.

Qinghan didn’t explain, but kept the flashlight at a position to illuminate Qian Yu’s face, when the light hit, the ’charcoal mask’ actually moved, Qian Yu sensed something amiss, wanted to raise his hand to touch his face, again stopped by Qinghan.

Qinghan told the others to stay away from Qian Yu, then moved a lighter close to Qian Yu’s face, within a few seconds, the ’mask’ on Qian Yu’s face headed towards the lighter, as they left Qian Yu’s face, everyone saw clearly, they were a tiny swarm of insects.

Qinghan turned the lighter’s flame to its maximum, the swarm of insects flew towards it like moths to a flame, instantly throwing themselves into the flame, burned to ash.

"What are these things?" Liang Ruidong asked.

"Death God Robe." Qinghan uttered a new term.

But given the current situation, he couldn’t elaborate more, the steps had already collapsed, soil and rubble kept falling from above, it seemed the tomb was really about to collapse.

"Everyone, retreat to the bottom layer, there’s a structurally stable space, follow me." Moli said.

What she mentioned must be the Rose Hall, the place where she and Nanduo held hands, indeed, that place and the tomb weren’t made by the same people, probably much older, and much sturdier.