The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 251 - 250: All-Natural, Pure Public Harm_3

Sure enough, the bolt outside the door was latched. I didn’t care about anything else and ran toward the direction where the screams were coming from.

The interior of this building is cross-shaped, with the longer end connected to the front door, the shortest end is a blood pool, and there are two short corridors on either side.

The screams came from the end of the short corridor on the left, and again, I recalled the scene on the fishing boat where Qinghan was almost dissected alive.

He now possesses Copper Skin Iron Bone, so if he is indeed the one screaming, what tools could they have used to cut him open?

Chainsaw, electric drill, wall planer?

In a panic, I accelerated my steps and charged toward the stone door at the end of the corridor.

Damn it, the door wasn’t even locked!

Once you’ve put that force into play, who can stop it?

"Who dismembers bodies without locking the door—" I shouted as I rushed into the room. Since I couldn’t stop, I might as well keep accelerating, just as long as I didn’t fall over myself.

"Hissssss..." A venomous snake flicks its tongue, targeting me.

I rushed into the room and at first glance saw a snake-like face spewing its tongue at me violently.

Normally, humans find it hard to naturally have a snake-like face, by which I mean a very standard equilateral triangular face.

But the creature before me was purely natural and entirely harmful, with a standard inverted triangular head and a human body with a snake’s tail—plus a rattling stick on the tip that jangled as it moved.

To call it a snake demon would be to beautify it. If it looked half as beautiful as the demon that took Grandpa, I would dare to call it Beauty Snake out of conscience.

The thing before me was more like a greedy snake that had eaten too much genetically modified soybeans. To call it greedy would not do it injustice, given that its mouth was covered in blood, evidently from just having eaten something.

I leaped into the air, barely had a moment to see these features, and then landed a flip on the stone platform in the center of the room, landing on the other side.

As soon as my feet hit the ground, I turned quickly, extending my palm to launch a blast of Karmic Fire at the greedy snake.

A series of actions without any pause; the person on the stone platform wasn’t Qinghan, but was still alive.

With a glance, I saw this person was stripped bare and bound to the stone platform, emaciated like skin and bones, with only one part of his body bleeding—no wonder he was crying out so miserably. At this moment, he had been forced to self-castrate, yet possessed no Divine Skills.

Better he than me, I thought to myself, with a sigh of relief. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed two more people tied to the walls on both sides of the room.

One of them was Qinghan, his head hanging down as if he had fainted.

"Hiss, Blood Mother person, mind your own business!" The greedy snake hissed, dodging my earlier attack. Its snake tail was very agile, moving extremely fast.

I didn’t expect it to ’speak,’ although its mouth didn’t move, the sound indeed came from its throat, perhaps it had a special mimicry organ.

"Hey there, you know us, huh. All right, I don’t like to meddle, but that one is my friend." I pointed to Chen Qinghan, who was hanging on the wall.

The person on the stone platform and the other one hanging on the wall both had weak breaths. To put it bluntly, they only had one last breath left. Even if we rescued them now, they’d never make it down the mountain alive.

Even if they did make it down the mountain, there wouldn’t be any miraculous medicine to save them.

Depletion and poisoning or injury are completely different matters.

But Qinghan was different from them, so I was a bit perplexed; those two are probably near death and were about to be eaten, while Qinghan was still full of life energy, nowhere near time to be eaten.

"Hehehe... Blood Mother person... you’ve fallen." The greedy snake’s body remained in a state ready for movement, and if we weren’t able to capture it, it would be hard to hit.

This tone sounds familiar; Bi Shi said it before, and now it’s saying it again. I don’t understand how making a friend is considered falling?

"You, mind your own business too and give him back to me," I said harshly.

Information about creatures like the Rock Miner can still be recalled from my memory, but the details on the greedy snake, I just can’t seem to remember.

Of course, in our era and even earlier times, different species coexisted, so there might be some fringe species we don’t all know about.

But they clearly all know about our clan. Down here, these seem smarter than the ones above, so the Big-headed Bird is probably just a night watchman bird watching the door.

Usually in charge of guarding the door, catching some humans—no wonder the secret room’s door wasn’t locked, it was convenient to toss people in at any time.

Living in such a hidden place, it’s no wonder I’ve never heard about or seen them.

"Fine." The greedy snake slithered its body, retreated to the doorway, nudged open the door with its tail, and then slowly exited.