The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 219 - 220: Open Up, It’s Me

The power of the ’Big Bamboo’ is ’grafting’. To find out where it is, you just need to know where there are many mutated monsters.

Naturally, I thought of White Jade City and the Centipede Woman. Previously, without recovering my memory, I thought they were creations of underwater immigrants. Now it seems they may just be victims, so I speculate the Big Bamboo is on this island.

When Qinghan said he heard the ’welder’ call Chen Xiaonuan Otuna, I knew I guessed right.

After she escaped, she indeed came here to find the Big Bamboo and even repaired it.

As things stand, I must tell Qinghan the truth. I caught up with him and grabbed his arm tightly.

"Xiaonuan is dead. The one alive now is the owner of the Golden Coffin. She used Xiaonuan’s body to perform a cicada shedding its shell trick. If you go, you will die without a doubt!"

"Even if it’s a corpse, I want to bring her back." Qinghan’s tone was calm, but his eyes showed a stubborn resolution not to stop until he achieved his goal.

"Alright, alright, you step back, I’ll go over. That thing has radiation. If you don’t want to turn into genetically modified soybeans, step back."

"With your poison body shield, I’m fine."

Qinghan was no longer the composed person he used to be when encountering problems. Now, he was solely focused on seeing Xiaonuan. Not to mention genetically modified soybeans, even turning into cancer cells, he wouldn’t back down.

I let go and thought, let him be, at worst he’ll turn into a monster, and I’ll find him a safe tomb to place him in. It’s all the same, after all~

If you think openly about everything, there’s no worry. But even for a sickening clan like ours, everyone has their own hurdles they can’t overcome.

Being too obsessed with something eventually turns into an obsession. Otuna was like this, she could abandon everything, but her lifetime obsession must be completed at all costs.

Because the Golden Net was shielding in mid-air, the submarines outside couldn’t do anything to the island, and the white-clad leader and his men probably wouldn’t make it out alive.

Qinghan and I walked under the ’Big Bamboo’. This thing actually resembles a stalagmite more than bamboo, but it wasn’t naturally formed, and the surface carvings were not from the hands of our clan.

Back then, we dug it out from an underground tomb, and it was like this. Although our clan has always been committed to excavating our ancestral tombs, occasionally mistakes and misjudgments happen, and once we open it and enter, we realize it’s someone else’s tomb.

Ancient tombs of the ancestors from before my era, having survived natural disasters and great calamities, aren’t many.

Our own clan’s civilization had gaps, so we know even less about others.

Most ancient tombs of the ancestors have no inscriptions, epitaphs, or any text explanations. A few tombs that had writings were in languages no one can recognize anymore, having long become lost languages.

The tomb that unearthed the ’Big Bamboo’ was the same, with no textual explanation. The owner of the tomb had no coffin or sarcophagus, and the corpse was just laid on a stone platform, wrapped only in layers of cloth.

The hands, now decayed to bones, held a Crystal Ball, and later we learned that it was the key to the gate of ’Big Bamboo’.

Without the key, outsiders couldn’t get in unless someone inside opened the door.

I raised my hand, letting the past memories come to a stop, turned to glance at Qinghan beside me. He was also looking at me, taking a deep breath, as if to tell me he was mentally prepared.

I tried to understand him from a living person’s perspective, or rather, from the perspective of a sentient being.

The sister he had been searching for years was near, his only kin. There was no way he could just wait by and let outsiders confirm his doubts. Even if it meant risking his life, he couldn’t care less.

Thud, thud, thud—

I knocked on the shell of the ’Big Bamboo’. This thing is hollow inside, but the shell is quite thick, making the sound dull.

"Otuna, open the door, it’s me!" I sincerely didn’t want to see her, so my tone wasn’t pleasant.

"Open the door quickly. I know you’re inside, don’t play dead." I quickly added.

But the ’Big Bamboo’ showed no response for quite a while. The more I knocked, the more urgent I became, and the harder I pounded. It was as if I came not to find someone but to demand a debt.

Qinghan persistently called out Chen Xiaonuan’s name. The two of us shouted from outside over twenty times until a person bounced out from the very top of the ’Big Bamboo’.

This person, with a few twists in mid-air, swiftly yet gracefully flickered to stand in front of us. It gave the impression that she could step on her right foot with her left and ascend to the heavens, or like a ghost from a horror movie that had accidentally learned a cosmic shifting technique after death.

This entrance was indeed flashy, and I was envious!

She let her silver hair cascade like the fallen Milky Way from the ninth heaven; her light purple eyes were as transparent as glazed glass; her rosy lips allure like cherry ships; her fair skin... Enough, I couldn’t make this up anymore. In simple terms, the silver-haired Otuna had completely occupied and transformed Chen Xiaonuan’s body.

Why?

A big question mark popped up in my heart, reaching such a level of fusion was indeed unscientific!

Back then, when she was a queen, her subjects pulled her off the throne, charged with secretly organizing illegal human experiments. And she failed!

Moreover, it was ’failure’ that was the main reason she was overthrown. Had she succeeded back then, she probably wouldn’t have fallen from her throne.

She stealthily proved with hundreds of failed cases that our clan’s genes could not fuse with other races, regardless of whether they were humanoid or not, a situation like the Centipede Woman couldn’t possibly occur.

Her fall from the throne was due to the failure of the experiment, which became her unshakeable shame and nightmare. Could it be... these years she’s been out, she found a solution?

Or perhaps, was there something inherently wrong with Chen Xiaonuan herself?

I subconsciously glanced at Qinghan. He was immune to the ’Nightmare’ mental control, and even after drinking my poisonous blood, not a single hair fell off. Cong Zhibo, from when he got off the fishing boat, had all his hair fall out—that was the normal reaction to poisoning. Various signs showed his body constitution had issues.

Then, does it mean that Chen Xiaonuan is like him, that it’s her own reason that allowed perfect fusion with Otuna, having nothing to do with the gene experiment?

"You still found me, Xi." Otuna smiled faintly, as if being discovered by me was unimportant.

"I really didn’t want to come, really."

"I’m fighting for the future and survival of our clan. You, Alan, and all those stubborn old fools, are just a bunch of shortsighted selfish people."

"Stop! Let’s not talk in circles. I’m here for two things: First, to get the treasury password, and second, to return this ’body’ to her family."

Qinghan stubbornly followed, but upon seeing Xiaonuan’s ’body’, he remained silent, only staring straight at her, as if trying to peel a layer of skin off with his eyes.

Though I said it lightly, regarding these two matters, as it stands, the chances of her agreeing are almost zero, especially the second one.