Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

Really counting, I have died several times, and I still care about mere paralysis?
I didn't pay attention to No. [-]'s persuasion, and with a tearing pain in my arms, my two palms turned into sharp claws.

Last time, after my body mutated, the sharp claws were born.

The sharpness can be called cutting iron like mud.

I don't believe that with my claws, I still can't dig up this barren grave that has been neglected all year round!

bass!
Sure enough, with the sharpness of my claws, I easily broke through the rocks piled up on the barren grave, just like peeling frozen tofu, and I could cut it into pieces without any effort.

snort.I smiled softly, no matter how weird it was, it was nothing more than that...

But then, the bizarre picture appeared in front of my eyes, but I was taken aback.

The cross-section of the gravel cut by me is as smooth and flat as a mirror surface, and can even reflect my face, but the weird part is that black juice flows out of these traces.

hiss--

This taste!
The smell of old rotten meat is very good.

And my five senses, which are super sensitive to ordinary people, also exposed the disadvantages at this time. My superhuman sense of smell enables me to smell every stinky smell clearly.

I frowned and immediately covered my mouth and nose.

After taking dozens of steps back, and the sea breeze blowing from behind, I felt that the stench coming from my face was a little bit lighter.

"Hahaha……"

Not far away, Number Seven, who had been watching, couldn't stop laughing when he saw this.

I squinted slightly, glanced at him lightly, then turned and walked towards his position.

The smile on Number Seven's face froze, then subsided.

But I ignored him, and got a gas mask from other team members. After putting on the mask, I went back to the barren grave and started digging.

The rubble of the grave above the ground was quickly dealt with by me.

I threw the cut stone aside casually, and my hands, body, and legs were covered with that unknown black liquid.

Sticky, like glue.

Fortunately, I have already put on a gas mask, otherwise...

The more I dug down, the more black liquid came out, until at last I was like digging stones in black mud, piece by piece of gravel mixed with soil, I dug up and threw it aside.

Digging by myself, the progress is not fast.

But the more I dug, the more excited I felt.

The weirdness revealed by this barren tomb made me feel even more that I could find clues to unravel the curse on me from here!

Half an hour later, I've dug down two meters
A cuboid tomb with a width of 1.5 meters and a length of nearly three meters was dug out.

Half of my leg was submerged in the black mud.

The arms kept groping, cutting, and digging underneath.

As time went by, gradually, I felt a burning tingling sensation from my legs and arms submerged in the mud. When I pulled out my arms, I saw that except for my sharp claws, the skin on the rest of the body had changed. Wrinkled, flushed.

Obviously, these black liquids are extremely irritating.

Fortunately, I have an almost abnormal self-healing ability, which is why I can move freely in this mud. If I were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I will not last long before I have to retreat.

After some time, the sun has almost set below the sea level.

It was at this time that I suddenly felt that there seemed to be a large stone slab blocking me right under my feet.

when!when!when!
I tried to hit this slate with my sharp claws, but found that the hardness of this slate was beyond my imagination. Although I can still insert my claws into it, it is still difficult to cut it out... …

call!
But this is good news for me.

At this moment, I am almost certain that I have dug up the coffin of the white woman.

I straightened my back and moved my sore and sore back.

crunch.

When I looked up, the ground was already higher than my height, and within about two hours, I dug down to a depth of more than three meters.

Although a little tiring, the results are still very gratifying.

I climbed out of the tomb, looked at the team members standing still waiting for me, and then waved to them.

Yes, I have now dug up that white woman's coffin.

But it is impossible for me to cut the coffin in the middle of the tomb. Although it saves time and effort, what I am afraid of is that after the black liquid pours into the coffin, it is likely to destroy the corpse.

Even, it will destroy the clues to unravel the curse on me.

I will never let this kind of thing happen, but when those team members saw my gesture, they all showed hesitant eyes...

I understand, they are afraid.

Although I didn't suffer any harm or feel any discomfort during the process of digging this barren tomb, it was only me.

Before me, several team members have made lessons from the past.

All the other team members have seen their fate after touching this barren grave, and they don't want to become like those people.

I know what they think, but I will not be kind to them.

I can have mercy on anyone, but not them.

Because they are just a group of desperadoes who worked for the company...

"Come here!" I snorted coldly.

As the captain, I have full command power, and they dare not disobey my orders.

More than 100 team members reluctantly came over.

Taking out a few special ropes prepared in advance, I took one end and jumped into the tomb first, holding my breath and groping to put the ropes on the coffin.

After making sure it is fastened.

I climbed out of the tomb, and together with the team members, I pulled the coffin weighing several hundred kilograms out of the tomb.

To be honest, I'm a little curious.

At first, I thought that the caucasian woman was buried in this kind of place. It was almost like digging a hole, throwing the body away, and then covering it with some stones.

But the fact is that the white woman was buried by Haosheng.

This sarcophagus, which weighs several hundred kilograms, is carefully carved at first glance, because there are strange totem patterns around it, and at a glance, it even gives me a feeling of deja vu.

But after careful identification, I can be sure that I have never seen these patterns.

After being pulled out of the tomb just now, my teammates subconsciously kept a distance from me, and at the same time retreated to a distance of more than ten meters. Only number seven, relying on his skill and courage, stayed by my side.

No. [-] turned on the recording function of the communicator, and then said to me flatly: "Let's get started."