The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 416 - 316: He Can See the Shadows
This feeling is more unbearable than actually stabbing you twice. The mental pressure made Gu nervous when eating, sleeping, or going to the bathroom.
In the dark passageway, he also encountered black shadows. In such a confined space, he was surrounded by a crowd of black shadows staring at him. He felt like a little white mouse in a box, with everything under the observer’s control. He had no privacy or secrets.
Whether he was finding his way or preparing weapons, all his actions were watched by the black shadows.
It was indeed quite unsettling and particularly tested one’s psychological endurance.
Qinghan might have been trying to ask him if he encountered anything similar to my experience, not only seeing the shadows but also having direct contact with them.
But Gu decisively shook his head and said no. So it turns out, the person the shadows wanted to convey messages to was only me.
And currently, the only shadow reaching out to me is that one. I looked at Qinghan and mouthed: "Evil Spirit?"
Wuyong said the Evil Spirit was in the city center, but didn’t say they couldn’t move. They just haven’t acted yet, which doesn’t mean they won’t in the future.
Qinghan asked him where the end of the passage was. Gu said it was close to the city center, but the passage seemed unfinished, looking like an abandoned project to him.
Wang Le said it wasn’t surprising; the Ancient City had a dangerous substance leak, causing severe pollution. The residents trapped in the city might have already been contaminated, and it’s uncertain how long they could live. Perhaps the passage wasn’t completed because everyone died off.
Wang Le asked Gu if he saw bones or similar remnants in the passageway.
Gu said no, not even a fragment of bone.
Doctor Du was interested in his poisoning, asking him how he got drugged.
He said when he reached the end of the passageway, he saw it was heading toward the city center, so he planned to return.
He was alone. His trustworthy teammates were likely out of luck, and he didn’t dare to trust the team heading to the city center.
After much hesitation, he decided to go back, at least convinced that the stone house was relatively safe.
At worst, he wouldn’t leave the place day or night. But just when he wanted to return to the passageway, he met the last group he wanted to see, that mysterious ’non-human’ team.
They were being chased by plants. Yes, the plants chased them, with no legs, but gliding on the ground like a rail car.
Four people from the team ran towards him, but he didn’t move as quickly as they did. When he tried to turn and escape, he got grabbed from behind and thrown backward.
His body flew through the air and thudded to the ground, with the plants seemingly unaware of him below, trampling over him.
He found it hard to describe the feeling at that moment, like a cold chill sweeping up from his feet. He thought his foot had been broken, but felt no pain.
The position and posture of his fall seemed, in hindsight, perfect for saving his life.
His body was on the roadside, with only his lower legs left on the street. The plants, like wheat waves in the wind, flowed over his legs.
Soon, he began to lose sensation, starting from his feet and gradually spreading upwards.
Realizing the severity of the situation, he scrambled back into the dark passageway while he could still walk a couple of steps.
Leaning against the wall, he managed to walk a short distance, hearing someone stumbling into the passageway after him, though they didn’t catch up quickly.
He said they were similarly paced, taking five minutes to move in front and behind.
Then, he heard something else chasing after them, frightening him immensely.
His agility was naturally not as good as the ’non-human’ team, and he was now partially paralyzed.
Meaning, he couldn’t fight nor flee.
Eventually, he despaired, panicked, and fell, planning to resign himself to fate.
The person ran past him, fortunately not stepping on him, but was caught by the thing chasing from behind less than a meter away.
He turned to look at the person behind, confirming they were a member of the ’non-human’ team. They had their own uniforms with special logos, very professional, making it hard to mistake them.
When the person fell, they instinctively grabbed forward, nearly catching Gu’s clothes. A meter away, they touched his sleeve but couldn’t hold onto it.
At that time, Gu’s arm was also becoming less responsive, unable to help even if he wanted to.
And when he saw the thing chasing the person, he realized he couldn’t make a sound, mouth agape, the brain wanting him to scream, but no voice emerged.
