The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 199 - 200: The Neighboring Fool Yu Is Jealous to Tears
The Red Corpses have lost their target, but we haven’t. They’ve had their brains hollowed out; there’s no saving them. We rallied and took them down cleanly.
In the midst of the fight, the unconscious woman suddenly jumped up and twisted around, running out of the district.
Chen Qinghan told me to follow her. Right now, there’s no one else on the island. Even if the woman mutates, it doesn’t matter. The Golden Horned King is dead, and she won’t be able to reproduce. At most, she’s just looking for a place to hide.
The Red Corpses still weren’t completely dealt with, so I left Chen Qinghan behind and stepped forward to chase the woman.
I was very curious about where the woman would hide, so I followed her at a leisurely pace. Even when I had the chance to catch up, I deliberately slowed down.
The woman staggered and stumbled, as if not fully awake yet, crossing streets and alleys, running for an hour from the residential area to the construction site.
Around the site, there were dozens of sand transport trucks and various other construction vehicles. In a separate courtyard, there were three two-story temporary buildings, which seemed to be the office area of the site.
The woman ran across the square in front of the courtyard, towards the hourglass-shaped isolated mountain not far away.
The isolated mountain was composed of two triangular mountains, with the upper part being the V-shaped peak that we saw, like an inverted triangle, and the lower part being a right-side-up triangle. There was a similarly shaped entrance in the middle.
This entrance appeared to be a door, with several emergency engineering vehicles parked in front of it. Beside them was an open-air warehouse stocked with a lot of steel, wood, and steel cables.
Clearly, the real project was underground within this mountain. As Bi Shi said, the Tower Clan doesn’t like sunlight and lives underground long-term. If this is the Tower Clan’s Holy Land, the relics would naturally be in a place untouched by sunlight.
The woman staggered through the gate beneath the mountain, and I followed behind like a maniacal killer, knife in hand, pursuing her leisurely.
The virus spread after workers dug up something at the construction site; its source was the relics below the mountain.
If the project that Chen Qinghan’s parents participated in back then was here, then the construction must have been ongoing for at least twenty years.
What kind of massive project could last twenty years?
A pair of engineer husband and wife died unexpectedly while involved in a mysterious project. Years later, their daughter, seeking the truth, arrives on a mysterious isolated island. Scattered gold coins and deep passages, underneath the victory-symbolizing solitary peak, what secrets are concealed?
Approaching the mystery—
"Little Fu!" Chen Qinghan’s shout snapped me out of my thoughts.
I turned to see him, one hand holding a sword and the other a bag, racing towards me.
Fortunately, the Silver Horned King ran slowly, giving Chen Qinghan time to catch up with us. I ran back a few steps, took the backpack from his hand, pointed at the entrance ahead, and said:
"She ran in, probably trying to return to the underground relics."
"That’s it." Chen Qinghan gazed at the right triangular entrance with a burning focus.
We ran into the entrance together, where inside was an exceptionally wide corridor. It wasn’t just for cars; even planes could come in.
The Silver Horned King continued to meander ahead, and Chen Qinghan said that the U-disk he got not only had videos but also a few photos.
One of the photos’ background was this triangular entrance. In the photo, the entrance wasn’t open but blocked by two stone doors engraved with reliefs.
He deleted those photos back then. I asked him why, and he said because the photos were group shots. In the group, there was someone like a street rat type who he didn’t want others to know had a connection with Chen Xiaonuan, so he deleted the photos.
The person only appeared in the group photo, not in the video, so Chen Qinghan deleted the photos, leaving only the video.
He hadn’t told anyone about the photos, hoping I would keep it secret for him.
His anxiety indicated that the person in the photos was well-known and not a good person. If people knew Chen Xiaonuan had acted with him, it would have very serious negative consequences for her.
No matter if Chen Xiaonuan is alive or dead, Chen Qinghan has been trying his best to protect her reputation.
Since Chen Qinghan didn’t want to talk about it, I didn’t press further. We followed the Silver Horned King down a slope.
At the end of the corridor was a slope like you’d find in an underground parking lot. With the corridor built so spaciously, it was definitely for convenient traffic, and tracks on the slope indicated frequent vehicle passage.
The Silver Horned King kept running downward, entering the underground part, and the slope still didn’t end, though it narrowed a bit.
"Chen, does this look like a mining pit to you?" Inside the corridor and the underground space, there was lighting equipment. Despite there being no overseer on the island, there was still power here.
On one side of the slope, every few meters a miner’s lamp hung, forming a large ring from top to bottom, getting progressively smaller, revealing a funnel-like vast space below.
Where there were lights, there was a roadway. The Silver Horned King was running down the road, and we chased her further down.
"The layout here is different from the video." I said as I ran.
"They hollowed out the mountain’s interior," said Chen Qinghan.
"Did they hollow out a whole mountain in just three years?" I marveled, thinking if the Foolish Old Man from legend had this technology, he could definitely lose the ’Foolish’ title above his head.
"We’ve just touched the door," Chen Qinghan said, gesturing for me to look below.
At the bottom of the circular roadway, the funnel’s bottom had something resembling an overturned bowl.
This thing shimmered slightly golden on its surface, like a beehive composed of countless hexagonal crystals.
It could cover an aircraft carrier below it with no problem. The people from Shield had hollowed out the mountain above, probably intending to excavate the whole thing.
If this thing is a sphere, then what we see now is just the part sticking out above ground. The part buried underground remains to be dug up.
Indeed, I saw several large machines parked on the edge of the pit, some with drills, some with gears, and excavators.
Clearly, the engineering continues. Shield intends to excavate the whole thing.
Inside the rock wall at the bottom was a square recess like a workroom, furnished with desks, chairs, and computers.
After discovering the unknown virus infection, the person in charge must have temporarily halted work here, as we didn’t find any bloody footprints on the roadway, nor in the upper passage.
The Red Corpses all went barefoot, leaving bloody footprints wherever they went. Perhaps it’s because the Scythe Jellyfish dislikes shoes.
The Silver Horned King reached the bottom of the pit, and Chen Qinghan and I quickened our pace, soon catching up. She seemed intent on climbing the hive. If she managed to get inside while we couldn’t, it would be like letting the tigress return to her mountain. So, we needed to capture her before she returned to her nest.
It seemed she hadn’t completely merged with the Silver Horn, her body wasn’t very agile, and we subdued her in no time.
Chen Qinghan tied her up, securing her to a loader’s mechanical arm.
I walked around the hive for a bit; it resembled amber, with something seemingly inside.
