The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 179 - 180: I Haven’t Read Much, Don’t Try to Fool Me
Bi Shi walked up to me, looked around vigilantly, and said, "The Tower Clan has a mascot, which is said to be covered in eyes. As long as you eat its eyes, you gain the ability to see in the dark."
"So every person in the Tower Clan must eat its eyes to live in darkness. And the eyes of this creature can regenerate after being gouged out."
Bi Shi went on and on, saying that she hadn’t planned to tell me so much about the Tower Clan, but she suspected that the place Captain Jack wants us to go might be related to the Holy Land of the Tower Clan, or perhaps it is the legendary mysterious Tower Clan Holy Land, so she wanted to give me a heads up.
"The Tower Clan Holy Land is perpetually shrouded in darkness, forbidding any lighting equipment. It is said that it enshrines their ancient deity, which hates light; even a sliver of light is unacceptable."
I cast a sidelong glance at Bi Shi. Everything she said sounded like myth, not reality.
Her ability to make up stories is almost on par with Chen Qinghan’s; she just spouts off whatever comes to mind. I had to wonder if she made this tale up.
"What’s with that look? You don’t believe me? Tsk... I’m trying to save you some brain cells, and you act ungrateful. Fine, I won’t say more!"
"Come on, go on, I believe you."
"Believe my foot!"
"Really, I believe you. Just tell me, how did the Tower Clan people move from the Holy Land to the sea bottom? Was land rent too high?"
"No, someone angered the deity, so they were banished."
"Did someone use household appliances?"
"What household appliance?"
"A flashlight～"
"You’re the flashlight! You idiot, seriously, some things you can’t avoid or escape."
Bi Shi said seriously, though her words were infuriating. Her knowledge about the Tower Clan was clear, suggesting that our clans might all know each other. After some rough calculations of the timeline, it became apparent that the era of activity for the Tower Clan and my clan’s ancestors were about the same.
Perhaps the two races had interactions, but my clan went through a large-scale war that cut off and even regressed its inheritance.
So people of my era, like me and Bi Shi, could only develop high technology and military power by digging up ancestral tombs.
We knew little about the history of our ancestors’ time; much information was excavated from ancient ruins and tombs.
"So what, it’s just an ally nation, so what? It has nothing to do with me. If there’s treasure, I’ll take it without hesitation." I didn’t get what Bi Shi was lamenting. Maybe she did believe in that supposed curse, thinking trouble would cling to me, and that I couldn’t shake off those past events.
"Forget it. You’re okay as you are now—big hearted, simple. But... it’s best you pay attention to your conduct."
"What conduct issue? I only have a mischief problem."
"With that Professor Chen of yours, don’t get too close."
"What’s your problem with our pure revolutionary friendship?"
"It doesn’t matter if I have a problem; just don’t go astray."
After saying this, Bi Shi turned away, leaving me pondering what really constituted straying, and how exactly one ’went astray’.
Given that my conversation with Bi Shi veered off topic, she forgot to tell me where that unfortunate mascot was imprisoned, but the ship isn’t that big; surely, I couldn’t miss it.
After wandering around the ship for half an hour, I found a mysterious room with an electronic lock.
I didn’t try to destroy the lock. Instead, I burned a small hole on the upper floor, which was the ceiling of the lower floor, and peeked down.
When I acquired the Karmic Fire, I never thought I’d use it for peeping. So Bi Shi thinking I’d ’fallen’ wasn’t wrong.
After observing what was in the room, I covered the hole with a carpet and snuck back to my room, pretending to sleep.
The bug in my room was still there; I took off my shoes, got in bed, covered myself, and faked a couple of snores before quietly sneaking up, bringing the small thing to the bathroom.
I wanted to see what this small thing really was, so I filled the sink, pouring in blue toilet cleaner.
The water in the basin turned pale blue. I gestured twice to the small thing behind me, signaling it to jump in.
The sink couldn’t actually fit it, but at least I could see its general form.
The little thing obligingly leapt into the sink, and the first thing I saw was a pair of small feet, no different from a human child’s.
Then it lay down, and its translucent body appeared in the water, with its round belly and arms and legs that looked like lotus roots.
It started rolling around playing in the sink, splashing water everywhere. I watched as it dipped its head in the water, took a big gulp, then spit it out disdainfully, possibly not liking the toilet cleaner’s taste.
Its form was indistinguishable from a human child’s, but that didn’t prove it was human.
The thing I found most puzzling was how it could hold onto me and turn on the water cooler, yet I couldn’t touch it.
Or rather, I couldn’t touch its solid state; my hand would pass right through its body.
This creature was a bit incredible, but because of the bug in the room, I couldn’t converse with it directly.
I gave it the ’command’ for free movement, then lay back on the bed, taking out the broken stone to examine.
A stone suspected to be brought out from the Tower Clan’s Holy Land, why would it be taken into Bi Shi’s ancient tomb by a Tomb Raider?
Regrettably, that Tomb Raider failed halfway, not bringing the stone to Bi Shi’s attention. Otherwise, Bi Shi would’ve known his intention.
After laying down honestly all night, early the next morning, I took the opportunity at breakfast to tell Chen Qinghan and Bi Shi about what I saw last night.
What I saw was a tentacle-like thing, but without suckers, and instead it was covered with eyes.
They were eyes, but they weren’t human-like, having no eyelids, just eyeballs set in sockets.
After hearing this, Bi Shi said that this thing might have been cut from the mascot and wasn’t the mascot itself.
That tentacle-like thing coiled in the glass box in the room, and its size was similar to a python’s. Fully stretched, it was roughly three meters long.
If it was just an arm or finger cut from the mascot, then the mascot itself should be even larger.
The breakfast table became our gossip exchange point. Just after I finished recounting the mascot peeping story, Bi Shi mysteriously said she heard crew members discussing that there was a ghost on the ship last night.
She said someone woke up in the morning to find water all over the bathroom and small wet handprints on the mirror.
But this person’s room was locked from the inside, and last night he was too tired to bathe or wash his face before bed, so there couldn’t have been water on the sink.
Bi Shi specifically emphasized ’small handprints,’ but I just shrugged. At that moment, the little thing was lying on my back, seemingly exhausted from last night’s playing, sleeping on my back.
Captain Jack doesn’t allow anyone to spread such ’sensational’ rumors on his ship, so by lunchtime, no one was talking about it anymore.
