The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 281 - 260: Highway Story Time (Part 3)

The backpack is always carried by his companions, yet he couldn’t run, showing that not only the decline of beauty is wistful, but the decline of heroes as well.

I think of this story, perhaps influenced by those strange people last night.

The woman the explorer met was evidently unlikely to be normal, but at least she had a human form, just like our people.

However, those creatures that attacked people yesterday felt human to me, though I don’t know why there was a special change in them.

I wonder what the difference is between animals turning into humans and humans turning into animals; perhaps one is Huaxia legend and the other is Western scientific fantasy?

I described those strange people I saw yesterday to Bi Shi, asking if she had seen similar people.

Bi Shi suddenly sent a voice message, ’You pig’.

Without thinking, I immediately retorted: You are my brother George.

She mercilessly sent two words: pioa.

Yes, these are two characters, which in our tribe’s language represent za species.

I slapped my forehead, seems Bi Shi wasn’t wrong, pioa is something we are not unfamiliar with, Otuna has done it before, I don’t even know what I’m excited about, happy enough to want to bounce up and down.

But there are outsiders on the bus, I can’t speak directly, so I had to suppress the urge to share information with Qinghan, and silently recall more related information in my mind.

But calming down to think, I feel it’s impossible, the record of pioa we saw was from an older ancient tomb, in the era before us, there was a tribe of people dedicated to pioa research.

They hoped to possess the speed of leopards, the eyes of eagles, the strength of bears...

People always want to make up for what they lack, from their murals, their people appear small and thin, if their country had cosmetic surgery technology, they certainly wouldn’t be using hyaluronic acid, but clenbuterol.

They worshipped strength, yearned for strong physiques, unfortunately, their innate conditions didn’t allow it, no matter how much they trained, they couldn’t develop muscles.

Therefore, they became fascinated with a technique, extracting ’strength’ from strong animals and grafting it onto themselves.

In their tomb murals, strange people often appear, like a man with an extra pair of dog ears, a woman with an extra scorpion tail.

Scholars among our tribe didn’t believe they mastered this technology, thinking that it’s just that they too strongly desired a certain form, thus deliberately dressing themselves up like that, because the corpses of the tomb owners we found were very normal.

Perhaps the techniques that couldn’t be realized at that time have been achieved now...

The events of yesterday might have hidden causes, but this is not within our business scope, and can only be left to the people at the sorting center to investigate.

Qinghan sent Wang Datou and Liu Laonian to their city, both hadn’t been home for several days, said a few words of thanks again, and then each took a taxi home.

Dong Sanqi also got off, saying he could go back by himself and we shouldn’t delay our things.

We exchanged contact information and waved goodbye, Dong Sanqi walked two steps, suddenly stopped, turned back and asked Qinghan: "Can I contact you for special matters in the future?"

"Sure." Qinghan replied.

"Thanks, bye-bye." Dong Sanqi waved with a smile, turned and walked to the roadside to catch a taxi.

"Did he see something?" I frowned and asked.

"Perhaps, it’s alright, people like him won’t speak loosely."

Indeed, he didn’t mention our matters along the way, nor did he express his speculations, which shows he is discreet. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

With no one else in the car, Qinghan and I could finally talk business, I asked him what he saw at the hospital last night.

He said the higher-ups assigned him to assist the sorting center people in eliminating the creatures attacking the patients.

To be blunt, it was to make him act as a hitman, yesterday the sorting center people finally found the runaway attacker near midnight.

They discovered the attacker had no self-awareness at all, just a machine for eating, hence they ’executed’ her.

The sorting center is not a research institution, they capture abnormal humans just to maintain order, so there aren’t many live captures.

If they encounter people who can control their own actions or desires, they’ll mainly persuade and educate, supplemented by a hefty warning.

I told Qinghan that a younger strange person came to the hotel, she can talk, even think, no different from normal people, just possibly likes eating raw meat.

Qinghan asked where the young strange person went, I said I drew her a map and sent her to Sakura, there was a suicide Holy Land, with enough corpses for her to eat.